Lu Wanying couldn't bear to see her father blaming himself, so she quickly put the blame on An Xinghe, "Dad, it's not like that. It's because... Xinghe has been very busy lately. How could I possibly delay him? Don't you agree?"
Lu Rong was speechless. He lowered his eyes and said with a disappointed tone, "Oh, is that so?"
He placed the noodles on the table and said absentmindedly, "Wanying, eat quickly."
He looked at Wanying who was eating very happily, with a hint of self-blame between his brows. Although the boss of that project gave him 30,000 yuan in compensation, this 30,000 yuan would not last long.
He can't possibly not go to work all the time.
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Weekend night, family gathering.
Qi Tian returned home looking irritated. Zhao Ling took off his coat and, seeing his frown, asked with concern, "Has the company encountered any difficult problems recently?"
Qi Tian snorted coldly and loosened the tie around his neck. "It's Mo Junyao again. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have raised a tiger to cause trouble. Who would have known that at such a young age, he would have such incredible abilities."
During this period, Qi's company and GM were competing for a large project worth more than 1 billion yuan to develop overseas markets, and the result came out today.
The project fell to GM.
He was so angry that he was fuming.
Zhao Ling paused as she took off her coat, her voice a little angry. "Who told you to take him back in the first place? You even lied to everyone and told them he was your son. But you raised him for over a decade, and he's repaying your kindness with hatred? Mo Junyao has really grown up."
What Zhao Ling said made Qi Tian even more furious. Mo Junyao was simply a genius. He had already created his own business empire at such a young age and even surpassed him.
His genes were more powerful than he could imagine.
Under such circumstances, he might become as powerful as his father, becoming rich enough to rival a country, with his Mo family's assets everywhere.
Back then, he was stepped on by his father, and now, he was stepped on by a junior who was more than a generation younger than him. How could he swallow this?
Seeing Qi Heng playing games not far away, he became furious. He walked over quickly, exuding a sharp aura.
He suddenly snatched the phone from his hand and threw it away. The phone was smashed into pieces and the game interface went completely dark.
Qi Heng, who was immersed in the thought of taking down the opponent's crystal, suddenly became furious and said, "Dad, what are you doing? I was having fun."
These words undoubtedly hit Qi Tian's target.
He looked at his son angrily and slapped him in the face like lightning, "Waste, how could I, Qi Tian, give birth to such a stupid son like you?"
Hearing the noise, Zhao Ling hurried over and looked at her son with heartache.
Qi Heng was stunned by the beating and scolding, and then looked at his father in disbelief.
Zhao Ling turned to Qi Tian and said, "Qi Tian, you can't take your anger out on Heng'er."
"Hmph, it's all your fault for spoiling him since he was a child. A loving mother often spoils her son. Look at him now. Does he look like the heir to the Qi family at all? He's not as good as Mo Junyao in his studies, but he started from a higher point than Mo Junyao. Yet, look what happens now. Mo Junyao has completely left him behind and still has the mind to play games." Qi Tian was furious, his face full of a serious expression.
When Qi Heng heard him compare himself to Mo Junyao again, he covered his burning face and angrily said, "Dad, it's all your fault for spoiling him when he was a child. That's why he inherited your true teachings. Now you blame me? Besides, you can't handle him, so how can I, your son, handle him?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ling winked at him and told him to stop talking.
But Qi Tian was already furious, his body trembling with anger. "Are you blaming me? I brought Mo Junyao closer to the Qi family, hoping to use it to provoke you, but you turned out to be a hopeless case. Besides letting your mother mistreat him in life, what have you done?"
"He's not even from my Qi family. How could I possibly pass on my experience to him? You've been influenced by everything I've taught you, and haven't even learned a single bit of my true teachings. How could you possibly defeat him? With you being like this, you've been idle all day. I'd be better off dying in my position than letting you inherit it."
Qi Tian glanced at the slap mark on his face, and his tone revealed the demeanor of a boss, "No one can apply medicine to him."
After saying this, he went upstairs.
Qi Heng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his face looked like an eggplant hit by frost, dejected, but there was still a hint of unwillingness and anger between his eyebrows.
Seeing his devastated expression, Zhao Ling comforted him distressedly, "Heng'er, your father...he's just too eager for him to succeed, so his words were a bit harsh. Our Heng'er is much more capable than that bastard."
Zhao Ling tried to touch his swollen cheek with trembling hands, but Qi Heng's face moved slightly, so her touch was in vain.
His expression was full of unwillingness, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared stubbornly at an unknown place.
Zhao Ling had no choice but to withdraw her hand and whispered, "Although your father said that medicine cannot be used, we can ask the nanny to secretly apply a hot compress with eggs to you. It will help relieve the pain."
She was about to call for a nanny when Qi Heng coldly refused, "I don't need one."
Zhao Ling was stunned, and Qi Heng suddenly ran upstairs.
After a while, there was a crackling sound of something breaking upstairs.
She looked up, a hint of worry between her brows.
.........
In the room.
Qi Heng angrily smashed almost everything he could, leaving debris everywhere and a complete mess, but no one came to help.
Only the place where he stood was clean.
After venting his anger, he slumped on the edge of the bed, hatred gradually appearing in his dark eyes.
Even if Mo Junyao was not his father's illegitimate son, and even had no relationship with the Qi family, he could not escape the shadow cast by Mo Junyao.
His hands on the bed unconsciously grasped the sheets, and a sinister light flashed in his eyes.
Another week passed in the blink of an eye.
Lan You was losing control of her body more and more easily, and was even almost unable to do anything. Every battle with the original Lan You's soul would kill many of her brain cells and make her quickly enter a state of fatigue.
Fortunately, Mo Junyao was not by her side during these times and did not notice anything unusual about her.
She became more and more anxious, fearing that she would completely lose control one day and she would not be able to predict the possible consequences.
She can't control it, or can she control it with the help of medicine?
So she made an online appointment with a psychologist for a meeting at ten o'clock on Saturday morning.
She didn't reveal any information about this matter to Mo Junyao.
On Saturday, she went out at around 8:40. She was so distracted that she didn't notice a low-key black car following her.
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