Chapter 69
Chen Mo didn't really believe it at that moment. He just realized that it was just a lie that he could figure out with a second thought. The possibility that "Xi Siyan is married" had a great impact on him.
This forced him to constantly remind himself that the reason why there is a word "ex" in "ex-boyfriend" is that any decision and life he makes now can be solved with a simple "none of your business".
After not seeing each other for many years, it is not something Chen Mo would do to make excessive comments on the other person's life.
Entered the door.
Chen Mo poured him a glass of water.
The house he lives in now is a little empty. He moved in not long ago and has hardly bought many unnecessary things.
"Please sit anywhere. I'll get a bag to pack your clothes." Chen Mo said as he walked into the master bedroom.
Xi Siyan shifted his hand holding the water cup, taking in all the details of the living room at a glance. He stood up calmly, and checked some small corners of the house carefully, seemingly casually but rigorously.
When Chen Mo came out, he just heard him making a phone call on the balcony.
"Okay, got it... I'm here, and I can't see any problems for now, so don't worry about it. Just keep paying attention..."
Wait until Xi Siyan hung up the phone and came in.
Chen Mo: "Who is it?"
"The power company." Xi Siyan said naturally, "I just bought a house after returning to China, and there are some problems with the decoration. We are communicating."
Chen Mo felt that this excuse was somewhat perfunctory.
But since the other party was not in a position to say, he did not pursue the matter. After all, if it involved any company secrets, it was not his place to pry into it.
But Chen Mo still gave a reminder.
"I heard that your landing ceremony will be held at Hengguang's No. 1 venue? Ren Xiansen from Chuanxing Technology has an unused deputy manager position at Hengguang. If you deal with this person, be careful."
Xi Siyan came over.
"I heard that he and you Xinrui have always been at odds."
"It's not just us." Chen Mo turned around the sofa and pulled out several stacks of information from the drawer under the coffee table. "This is all the information I have found about Chuan Xing. He doesn't follow the rules and has offended many people in the circle. But I have never found out the source of his funds."
Xi Siyan took the information and replied naturally: "It's UA Group."
"UA?" Chen Mo frowned deeply, then he understood and looked at Xi Siyan: "CM and UA have been fighting for a long time. You knew Ren Xiansen from the beginning, so you deliberately put the venue there?"
Xi Siyan raised his eyebrows and didn't hide it from him.
"UA is very wary of CM's plan to return to China. Instead of avoiding it, it's better to be open and aboveboard. UA's boss, Lunar, is an overseas Chinese who is almost fifty years old and has great ambitions to expand into the Chinese market. Ren Xiansen is his pathfinder in China, and his reputation is not important. Smart technology will be the next focus of UA Group, and you need to pay more attention to it than I do."
Xi Siyan said, and suddenly looked into Chen Mo's eyes and called out, "Mr. Chen."
"What?" Chen Mo was puzzled.
Xi Siyan quickly shook his head again, smiled and said, "Nothing."
As smart as Xi Siyan is, he never panics when faced with anything, but he really didn't know how to ask or what to say.
He returned home two months earlier than originally planned.
This is also the main reason why CM cannot do anything about Chuanxing Technology. It is because his last dream was clearer than any other before.
Escaped from that mysterious dreamlike feeling.
The feeling of Chen Mo's death was stronger than ever before.
He dreamed countless times that he was in the wilderness, but he couldn't find him. When he woke up, he was wrapped in a sense of emptiness and thought he was trapped in that rainy night when they separated. The young Chen Mo said seriously: "Brother Yan, we all know that it was just an accident."
My second uncle's accident accelerated the seemingly inevitable separation.
Because they are all too young.
Only that night, he dreamed that he was standing on an empty lawn in front of an unfinished building.
A stretcher covered with white cloth.
The shrill sound of sirens wailing.
Media cameras flashing lights.
He couldn't hear clearly what everyone was saying, he just had a hunch that he couldn't go forward to uncover the white cloth because the price would make him regret it.
He had a stronger premonition that the person lying there was not the eighteen-year-old Chen Mo, but the twenty-eight-year-old himself.
What was he regretting in his dream?
Do you regret not returning home earlier? Or do you regret not letting go?
He didn't dare to gamble.
His strong intuition told him that he couldn't gamble either.
So, counting from the day he left the country, five years, two months and twenty-three days later, he boarded the return flight.
The outside world believes that he brought CM back to China to expand the territory, or to completely take over the Xi family business, or perhaps because of national sentiment. In fact, there is only one core reason.
Because Chen Mo is still here.
The 23-year-old Chen Mo is the same as the 17-year-old Chen Mo, yet different.
The experience of studying in college, or the career in recent years, has smoothed out the sharp edges that occasionally pierced his seemingly careless high school. To outsiders, he is sometimes elegant and knowledgeable, talking big as a leader in the workplace, and sometimes approachable and gentle.
He nourishes himself well.
From a seedling in the hopeless and cracked land, it grew into a towering tree.
Xi Siyan returned home exhausted. He approached calmly, yet was frightened by the inexplicable dream.
He checked all possible dangers around him, but there were no signs.
Including when he just entered the house, he subconsciously checked it for him first and didn't find any problems.
The only person Xi Siyan could think of who had a deep grudge against General Chen from the New Technology Department was indeed Ren Xiansen.
Thinking of this, Xi Siyan's eyes turned cold.
Until Xi Siyan left home that day, Chen Mo felt that he was in a pretty average mood.
Thinking of how he finally took away the stack of information, he sighed and thought: Although Team Leader Xi, who is devoted to his career, is still as charming as he was in the past, or even more so, his aura is terrifying. If the new interns were facing such a boss, they would probably be scared to death.
Xi Siyan took his suit with him that day.
After two days of vacation, Chen Mo returned to the laboratory to continue his research.
On the day when the CM landing ceremony was officially held, newcomers were also invited.
Chen Mo originally planned to attend.
Whether as an indirect partner or a personal friend, he had no reason to refuse.
As a result, from the moment Old K dragged him to choose clothes in the early morning, it seemed like the tune had changed.
"Why are you dressing up as a peacock?" He finally became impatient when Chen Mo was changing into his third suit.
Old K, like an elder brother, sat on a leather sofa in a high-end clothing store, stroking his chin to look at him, and taught him earnestly: "You have no patience? Do you know how many people in the outside world have been watching us newcomers since you and CM's President Xi were on the news? They are just waiting for us to touch a place so that they can make a fortune. At this time, we must not lose face for our company."
Chen Mo, wearing a dark red suit, sneered: "So you're planning to let me sell smiles for you?"
"How can you say such harsh words!" Old K refused to admit it, "Isn't it okay for me to buy it for you with my own money?"
At this time, a dressing room next door was pushed open.
Su Qianran, wearing a white floor-length dress, came out and said to Lao K, "It's rare that you're willing to bleed. But with Chen Mo's face, he wouldn't look too bad in a piece of linen, right?"
Chen Mo had a headache: "You two are almost done."
Su Qianran smiled and admired herself in the mirror, "How do you think I look like this?"
"It looks good." Chen Mo nodded in approval, "But isn't it too formal?"
Su Qianran: "The invitation letter from CM is not easy to get. It has to be formal. I just saw a red one, and the wedding banquet happened to be short of a toast dress, so I decided to get both at once."
"The wedding is only two days away." Old K complained, "It's said that girls value ceremonies, so these things should have been prepared long ago. But you just bought them at the last minute with our two partners."
Su Qianran lifted her hair and said, "I like it, what's your business?"
Chen Mo's last outfit was picked by Su Qianran, who said it was to match her white dress, so Chen Mo put it on and didn't take it off.
Friday morning, ten o'clock.
In the No. 1 inner field of Hengguang, there were layers of security guards on site to maintain order early on.
When Su Qianran appeared with Chen Mo's arm around her, quite a few people had already arrived.
Chen Mo protected her from stepping on her skirt and falling, but Su Qianran just whispered in his ear: "You've experienced the feeling of being the center of attention before you even get married. It seems my judgment was right."
Chen Mo lowered his head and glanced at his vacuum suit.
I don’t know how Su Qianran chose it, but she chose this style.
It cannot be said to be informal. At first glance, Chen Mo's dark black suit with faint silver patterns has an open-collared white lining. In fact, the collar is just a decoration, with nothing inside.
The silk scarf with a good drape is used to match the outfit, which just covers the small piece of skin exposed by the open collar. It is formal yet relaxed and casual, a style Chen Mo has never tried before.
"Boss Su, Boss Chen."
Maybe it was really the previous news that did the trick.
Everyone, familiar or unfamiliar, came up to say hello.
Especially Chen Mo, many people have been trying to find out, openly or secretly, whether he is very familiar with the boss of CM?
Chen Mo always answered, "Not familiar with him. I've only met him twice because of Huan Shang."
This avoids being constantly questioned.
At half past ten, the ceremony officially began.
CM Group brought 16 foreign-funded projects to Suicheng, and representatives from all walks of life and local leaders of all levels attended the event.
Chen Mo sat in the audience the whole time, watching Xi Siyan, dressed in formal attire, shaking hands with various people, signing contracts, and giving speeches on the stage.
He said: "When CM was founded, there was a very simple and plain vision, to become bigger and stronger, and to be the best in the industry. Central Meridian, in addition to the original theory, CM actually has another special meaning to me personally. You can understand it as an apple hanging in front of your eyes and the moon hanging above your head. But now CM is neither an apple nor a moon, but a shot in the arm. Every step CM has taken..."
Su Qianran nudged Chen Mo's shoulder and said, "Why do I feel something is wrong the more I listen?"
"What's wrong?" Chen Mo asked back.
Su Qianran: "You didn't realize it, CM, C, M, think about it again?"
Chen Mo really thought about it carefully, then froze in shock.
He looked up at the people on the stage in the distance. He ended his speech amid thunderous applause and was surrounded by people as he entered the next segment.
Chen Mo hesitated: Is it because Su Qianran has too big an imagination?
But Chen Mo soon had no time to pay attention to this matter.
Because when he went to the bathroom, he saw a few security guards fighting with a pretty girl at the corner of the corridor.
He originally thought that the security guard was too nervous.
As a result, he saw two other people at the scene, Han Gan and Richie Ren. Han Gan was there when he and Xi Siyan met for the last time.
Chen Mo is even more familiar with Ren Xiansen.
He is in his thirties, with white sclera of his eyes and a peanut-sized scar at the corner of his eye.
Han Gan is now more experienced. He leans on the wall with one hand and holds Ren Xiansen's collar with the other hand. He grits his teeth and says, "Ren, his mother should have killed you when she was abroad! You must have forgotten how you almost went blind in this eye, right?"
Ren Xiansen pulled back his collar and smiled wryly: "President Xi was still too young at that time and couldn't be so ruthless. Now that you have returned to China, you will have to rely on your own abilities in the future."
Han Gan pointed at the girl next to him and said, "Your only skill is to threaten a girl to be your mistress?! You are so mean!"
Richie Ren laughed and said, "You are wrongly accusing me. She wants to be famous. We each get what we want."
After that, he deliberately leaned close to her and asked provocatively, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Xi was hit hard by that stick, and had a concussion. There are no sequelae, right?"
"You..." Han Gan didn't finish his words.
Because he found someone holding his shoulder from behind.
Before he could turn around, the person behind him took a step forward and passed him. Ren Xiansen sneered, “Who do you think you are? You should do research well once you are done. You do it again and again… Hum, ah!”
Chen Mo kicked the man in the knee, then twisted his shoulder and pressed him against the wall. There was a crisp sound, and the man screamed in pain.
Chen Mo pushed the man against the wall and asked seriously, "Did you hit him?"
"Chen Mo, do you fucking know...ah!"
"I want to ask you a question!" Chen Mo grabbed the back of his head by the hair and slammed it against the wall, then continued to ask, "Did you hit him?"
"I didn't beat them." Ren Xiansen squeezed out a voice from his throat, his neck red and veins popping out, "I found a few prisoners who had escaped and gave them some money, but they were a bunch of idiots, and in the end I didn't do anything to them."
Chen Mo thought that Xi Jianxing might encounter unexpected events abroad.
Xi Siyan's situation must not be easy.
But hearing it with one's own ears and imagining it are two completely different concepts. The criminals who have fled abroad are basically desperate criminals, and the man named Ren is clearly trying to take his life.
Chen Mo's forehead was throbbing.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had felt such violent emotions, running rampant and difficult to control.
He pulled Ren Xiansen around and punched him in the face.
One punch, two punches, three punches...
That year, when he fought with Chen Jianli, he was determined to bite him to death, regardless of the shadow that loomed over him. Throughout his life, Chen Mo had imprisoned his childhood self in his heart and never let it out. On this day, he broke the rules without any warning.
When people around him saw that something was wrong, they rushed over to pull him up.
Han Gan exaggeratedly nags, "Stop it, stop it. You two are really a couple. You are so rude in public. Your husband is fine. He can't be any better. Oh... Shit! It's so fast."
Chen Mo stood up from the person lying on the ground and took two steps back, his clothes disheveled and breathing heavily.
He stared at the front of the corridor, where a group of people were walking towards him in a mighty manner.
He sneered at Han Gan in his heart, wondering if this guy was out of his mind. He and Xi Siyan had no relationship for eight hundred years.
In the blink of an eye, the person was nearby.
Xi Siyan glanced at the person on the ground, as if he was looking at a dead person. He pinched Chen Mo's upper arm with one hand, his eyes swept across the scratch on his cheekbone that he didn't know when he got it, his eyes were dark and his emotions could not be seen clearly: "Again?"
"Yeah." Chen Mo's violent nature had not yet subsided. He raised his eyes and stared at him: "My hands are itchy."
Xi Siyan left everyone behind and told Han Gan, "Clean it up."
He grabbed Chen Mo and strode away from the scene.
Chen Mo didn't know what he wanted to do, nor did he expect him to walk so fast, so he followed him with disorderly steps all the way.
Finally it stopped in front of a door.
Xi Siyan stretched out his hand and pushed it open. Chen Mo only had time to roughly see that this might be a rest room.
Xi Siyan pushed him hard against the door.
He pinched his chin and leaned over to kiss him.
It was not a gentle kiss, but a strong, aggressive and bloody one.
It seemed like she had wanted to do this for a long time. While kissing him deeply, her hand reached under the hem of Chen Mo's clothes, and then they were both stunned at the same time.
After two seconds, Xi Siyan cursed him hoarsely, "You're so fucking brave."
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