Chapter 91

Xiao Lin was not the only one who felt that Mr. Xi had a bad temper.

The Xi family should be the ones who felt the most deeply. After all, he recently moved back to the old house due to an injury, and then experienced the death of his boyfriend's grandfather. It is understandable that he is in a bad mood.

This is how the young people in the Xi family comfort themselves.

"The classes in our school are already overwhelming enough, and we are forced to attend some kind of winter camp training." Among those who dared to be angry but not to speak out, there were a few people who had played cards in Xi Siyan's yard before. Now they were avoiding President Xi and getting closer and closer to Chen Mo, who looked gentle and elegant. They couldn't help but ask him, "Brother Mo, you can go to Q University, your IQ must be as abnormal as Brother Yan's, right?"

That was the Xi family’s family dinner.

Those present were all important members of the Xi family, and Chen Mo was invited to participate.

At 8pm, Chen Mo drank some wine because his elders were there. Not much, because Xi Siyan didn't let him drink, but he felt a little heavy in the head, so he sat on the stone bench in the yard to get some fresh air. After being surrounded for no reason, he laughed when he heard this and denied it: "I'm an average student, I'm an acquired effort type."

"People like you can only be called hard-working people, but what are we? Imperfect products that the Creator missed?"

"Do you want to be so curly?"

"The mediocrity in the mouths of ordinary people and the mediocrity in the mouths of geniuses are indeed not on the same level. For example, I am really just stupid."

Chen Mo laughed so hard that he trembled slightly.

Before, he always thought that the Xi family’s style was old-fashioned and serious, and Xi Siyan was definitely a rebellious type.

After all, he likes men, and he also created CM to be independent of the Xi family's business, and he had no intention of following the family's plan. But after really getting in touch with these young people in the Xi family, he found that the atmosphere of the younger generation is very relaxed. A sound personality and good upbringing are just the most basic standards for children in such a family. They enjoy the best growth environment and educational resources. Saying that they are stupid is mostly just a teasing humor.

Of course, Xisiyan is indeed special.

After all, in the mouths of such a group of young people, the goal that cannot be surpassed is a nightmare-like existence that they have been compared to since childhood.

Now this nightmare has successfully inherited the family business. He can throw them wherever he wants, and their parents will only approve.

Chen Mo felt quite sympathetic and consoled him, "Your brother Yan was originally recommended for admission through competition, and going abroad was a later event. He has participated in countless training camps and competitions, and has experience, so it's actually not that scary."

Someone immediately asked, "So, Brother Mo, you were also admitted to Q University through a competition?"

"I'm not." Chen Mo choked, feeling guilty for a rare time, "I took the college entrance examination. I didn't strive for progress in high school. Competitions are... too intense for me. It's very hard."

"Look, look, it turns out that training camp is not a place for people to go."

"Can I not go?"

"Then you can talk to your dad yourself. This winter camp was initiated by the Xi family. Brother Yan has nodded. Do you dare not go?"

"Brother Renmo follows the rules, and he's not so awesome yet."

"But considering Brother Yan's IQ, don't you think that someone who can't even handle a competition or training session has an underdeveloped cerebellum?"

Chen Mo was both amused and confused when he heard this.

Interrupt: "Yes, he has walked the same path himself. He would not take it for granted that everyone should follow the same path as him."

At least in high school, Chen Mo remembered that his math teacher asked him several times if he wanted to participate in the competition, and Xi Siyan never persuaded him after Chen Mo refused. He was not the kind of person who liked to force his ideas on others.

Chen Mo's current resume sounds quite impressive.

But what he said is true, I am a hard-working person.

High school was a special period, but the year before the college entrance examination, there were also countless days of studying late into the night. The only difference was that the reason was different from that in his previous life, because he had his own goals, not to prove anything to anyone.

Not to mention later.

University, company and laboratory took up almost all of his time.

The outstanding senior in the rumors about the freshmen of Q University, the new genius in the field of intelligent technology, the omnipotent and know-it-all boss in the eyes of his subordinates, was only rewarded for working day and night and never letting himself go.

The period of time when he let himself go was limited to high school.

At that time, Xi Siyan could still accurately pick him out of the crowd. An opportunity for tutoring allowed Chen Mo to gradually get on the right track in his journey of finding himself.

Actually, it started after the day of my grandfather’s funeral.

Chen Mo once asked him a question, "Do you think the 'self' you see is yourself?"

Xi Siyan gave a negative answer.

He said: "I can see that 'he' may just be his regretful obsession. I prefer to believe that my love for you is not fate, but I am destined to fall in love with you."

Even if it was a brand new Xi Siyan, even if he didn't remember those missed opportunities and regrets.

But those who meet Chen Mo, pay attention to him, care about him and can't let him go are the Xi Siyan of this life.

Don't feel sorry for Xi Siyan's past, because that was the punishment he deserved.

He just felt heartbroken that Chen Mo remembered.

Because I remember, I carry too much and walk alone all the way.

At this time, Xi Siyan was still sitting in the dining room.

The family dinner was coming to an end and the old man had already left to rest.

The table was littered with cups and plates, and only a few people were still sitting and chatting. Xi Jianxing sat next to Xi Siyan, glanced at the yard outside, and said, "The old man actually likes him very much."

"It's not strange to like him." Xi Siyan drank a lot, but he had a good alcohol tolerance, so he didn't show it on his face. He looked outside and said, "There are a lot of people who like him."

"You're really good." Xi Jianxing couldn't help but say, "I didn't realize you were still a love-brained person."

Xi Siyan leaned back in his chair and tugged at the buttons on his collar.

Ignoring Xi Jianxing who had always loved to complain about him since childhood, he frowned and said, "What's going on with those guys outside? They've been pestering him for so long. I'll go take a look."

He was halfway up when Xi Jianxing pulled him down.

Xi Jianxing was speechless. "You're almost there. They've been afraid of you since they were little. Why are you trying to scare them now?"

Xi Jianxing patted him on the shoulder and continued, "Don't watch me so closely. It makes you look like a dog-skin plaster after drinking. Also, you've been casting so many nets to catch Richie Jen recently. It's a bit too much noise. Tone down a bit."

Xi Siyan tapped his hands slowly on the table, his eyes gradually darkening, "We must catch him."

Xi Jianxing said puzzledly: "He almost got you into trouble abroad a few years ago, but you didn't punish him to death. What's going on now? I also noticed that your behavior recently is a bit like when you first arrived abroad. Too cruel."

Xi Siyan did not answer.

There is no need to elaborate on the grievances with Richie Jen. After all, Richie Jen has lost his power now, and everyone feels that there is no need to go to great lengths for such a person.

There was only one reason why Xi Siyan did this, and that was that among all the things he saw, Ren Xiansen was related to Chen Mo's death.

The boss of Yang's rival company is actually UA behind the scenes.

In the past when there was no new talent and no CM Group, UA had great ambitions to enter the domestic market. Chen Mo was the vice president of Yang Group. Although he seemed to have lost to Yang Zhi in the battle for equity, he still held great power within the company.

Everything seems to be a completely different situation, but if you look into the details, some people still exist in this life.

Xi Siyan could not allow such a threat to remain in the city.

Even a one in ten thousand chance is not acceptable.

Xi Jianxing didn't wait for his answer and frowned: "If it really doesn't work, leave it to me."

Xi Jianxing did not agree casually.

Five years ago, he nearly lost his life abroad, and since then all the business has been handed over to his nephew Xi Siyan.

Some people in the family and outsiders all thought that he had always been a idler in the education field that the Xi family had kept. Little did they know that many things on the edge of the boundaries of the Xi family were handled by him, especially in recent years. After suffering a loss, he seemed to have become more low-key, but his hands were getting more and more treacherous.

Xi Siyan disagreed, "Han Gan will find a way to deal with this matter."

Hearing this name, Xi Jianxing showed an expression that was almost angry out of shame for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it and reminded: "It's true that he grew up in the Xi family. In the past few years, he has learned from you like a fox. He may not be able to handle this kind of thing as quickly as I can."

Xi Siyan raised his eyebrows and looked over, "Do you have any problem with him?"

"No." Xi Jianxing answered too quickly, which made his attempt to cover up something even more obvious.

Xi Siyan didn't ask any further questions.

He doesn't have the time for that.

Because Chen Mo finally got out of the yard and walked in.

Ever since the house in Rhine Ark burned down, he had purchased his daily necessities bit by bit. Xi Siyan had just moved into the villa and hadn't lived there for long when a series of car accidents happened, so he moved to the Xi family's old house.

So what Chen Mo was wearing at the moment was Xi Siyan's clothes.

But it’s not a current one. It was a custom-made one when he was in high school. But because it didn’t quite suit his aesthetic, he kept it as a black embroidered casual loose shirt that he never wore.

Simple bamboo leaf patterns are on the left shoulder and right arm, loosely tucked into the waistband of the pants.

This outfit made Chen Mo look like a rich young man, which was quite different from his usual self.

He came all the way here.

Before he could get close, he was grabbed by Xi Siyan.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and lowered his head: "Are you drunk? Your injury has just healed a little, I didn't ask you to drink less."

"No." Xi Siyan stroked the back of his hand and pulled him to sit next to him.

Xi Jianxing tilted his head to look over at this time and said firmly: "This little bit of wine won't make you drunk. Speaking of which, I still feel guilty about what happened to you two five years ago."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "We did keep in touch during those years, but not much."

"Then I still feel bad." Xi Jianxing's face was flushed with wine. He turned his thumb and raised his chin towards Xi Siyan, and said to Chen Mo, "You don't know that my nephew lived a life of lovelessness abroad. Don't look at him now. He once got drunk and couldn't find his phone. In the middle of the night, he alerted all the Xi family's overseas connections. They all thought there was some important secret information in his phone. But he said it contained your chat records and photos."

Xi Jianxing seemed speechless and shocked, so much so that even when it was mentioned again after such a long time, he couldn't hide his emotion.

Chen Mo looked at Xi Siyan.

Xi Siyan did not refute this. He still held Chen Mo's hand, placed it in his own palm, and squeezed it from time to time.

On the way back.

Chen Mo asked him: "Is what Second Uncle said true?"

"most."

"Where's your phone? Let me see it."

Chen Mo quickly got the phone with a black metal shell, and on the screen was a photo of himself sleeping in the classroom when he was in high school.

Chen Mo looked down and called him, "Xi Siyan."

"What's wrong?" He was originally walking in front holding Chen Mo's hand, but now he stopped and looked back.

Chen Mo looked up at him and asked, "Do you want to change one?"

"Um?"

Click.

The boy who once fell asleep on the classroom desk has become a young man in the camera whose loose shirt cannot hide his narrow waist. He sits astride the legs of the person below, facing the hazy light in the bedroom background, which is very suggestive.

The sounds in the room sounded vague and unreal.

"Change it."

“This one?”

"No way. Xi Siyan, tell me the truth, have you ever done anything to my high school photos?"

"What do you think?"

"You're taking revenge on me, right? You're taking revenge on me for that time in high school when I video chatted with you while we were taking a shower. I deliberately said I wouldn't do anything to your face."

"You can do whatever you want." Someone always tries to divert attention. "I didn't say no at the time."