Exclusive Sweet Marriage

Chapter 1149

"Don't pretend to me that there is no accident in Singapore sooner or later. How can there be an accident at this juncture? You dare say that you are not behind the scenes."

Murong sneered, "Mr. Mu really thinks highly of me. I have such great ability to shake the foundation of the family?"

Mu Zhenhua is silent. His eyes are still clinging to Murong. He wants to see something unusual in him, but Murong is too calm. He is not sure for a moment.

"The company is not your business, but our passport, don't say it has nothing to do with you."

Murong said casually: "don't you like to stay with me? Then live in peace of mind. Maybe you can renew your passport for as long as you want. My future father-in-law's family still has a lot to do with city A. It's estimated that this passport can't be completed in three or two months. "

Mu Zhenhua's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth: "Murong, you threaten me."

Murong stalls hands, angry people do not pay for their lives, "how can, who can threaten you the authority of the wood family, next time don't say I have no conscience, I am leaving you here to enjoy happiness."

The dragon can't beat the local leader. It's not mu Zhenhua's territory at all. He can't do anything. It's easy to solve the problem of losing his passport in China.

But if in a city, Murong boy make a trip, it's really not easy.

The father and son were silent, just staring.

Cheng Qiao hears his son's voice, but no one comes in, so he comes out to look for someone. What he sees is the confrontation between their father and son.

Mu Zhenhua has a black face, while Murong's hands are in his suit pants, and his face is a bit of a languid smile, which is completely different from his former calm.

Cheng Qiao has no time to say anything, Mu Zhenhua has turned her anger, "Cheng Qiao, do you know this?"

"What do you know?" Cheng Qiao looks confused.

"You are very angry. You know you are angry with me. Sooner or later, I will be angry with you." Mu Zhenhua covers his chest.

"You're insane. I don't know what you're talking about. Murong, my mother cooked a bowl of small dumplings for you. You'll have a good hot bath before you sleep."

"OK, I'll go back to eat tangyuan." Murong embraces Cheng Qiao's shoulder.

Mu Zhenhua just felt that he couldn't get up in one breath, and he fell straight down. Fortunately, the housekeeper helped him in time.

"Master, wake up?" The housekeeper takes a look at Murong and Cheng Qiao, and quickly takes Mu Zhenhua into the room.

Cheng Qiao's face was not good all of a sudden. He said with some worry: "Murong, will we play too much? Your father's health is not very good in recent years. The doctor said he can't be angry."

Murong patted her on the shoulder, "Mom, you go back first, I'll go and have a look. Things are at a critical moment. You can't be soft hearted. I'll handle everything."

"But your father, he..." Cheng Qiao looked at the opposite door uneasily.

"Mom, there are not so many, but he can't die yet. Why don't you think about what he did to you in the past? If he faints, you can't stand it. He is so much older than you. He must die before you. You can understand this earlier." Murong growled.

Cheng Qiao looks at her son's serious face and doesn't dare to say anything more. She finally gets closer to her son. In fact, she's most afraid of making trouble with her son again and goes back to the house.

Murong goes in. The housekeeper is giving Mu Zhenhua first aid. Mu Zhenhua obviously has a reaction. It doesn't matter. It's probably a fork in the air.

"Young master, why do you have to fight against the master? No matter what, he is your father. Now that something has happened in the company, he is worried and angry. You can't be angry with him any more."

"I have only one purpose."

"Young master." The housekeeper wanted to persuade him again, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

The estrangement between the father and son is not one day or two, it can not be eliminated by a few words.

After ten minutes, Mu Zhenhua finally wakes up completely. As soon as he opens his eyes, he sees Mu Rong, but without Cheng Qiao, he is inevitably lost.

The housekeeper quickly poured the water, helped him to sit up from the sofa and let him take the medicine.

"And your mother? Let her talk to me about things between us, and you disappear in front of me. " Mu Zhenhua pointed to the door of the house. He really didn't want to see him.

Murong knows that Cheng Qiao's temperament is soft. It's hard to avoid being soft hearted in the face of her husband for decades. When the time comes, her mind will be confused and she won't divorce. Maybe all he has done will be in vain.

"I won't give you another chance to fool my mother with rhetoric. If you don't sign, you can't leave here, and you can't go back to Singapore. We can spend it like this, and see who will support to the end. You can make your own choice."

Murong hands the divorce agreement to Mu Zhenhua. Without looking at it, Mu Zhenhua tears it to pieces and sprinkles it on Murong's body.

"You can tear it. I have a lot of it. If you want to get divorced, you have to get divorced."

Mu Zhenhua tore one, and Mu Rong put another in front of him.

Over and over again.

"Murong, do you really want to kill me?" Mu Zhenhua's whole body was shaking, which was completely affected by the wood.

Murong is always calm, "how can a person like you be willing to die? If my mother is really so important to you, you won't treat her so much for so many years. Put away your hypocritical face, you will only make me feel sick."

"You say your own father is disgusting, Murong. Be careful."

"Dad." Murong suddenly looked at Mu Zhenhua seriously and called out a title that had not been called for more than ten years.

Mu Zhenhua's body was shocked. He looked at Mu Rong incredulously, and his voice softened. "What do you call me?"

He hadn't heard this son call his father for many years, but he didn't expect to hear it again when he forced him to divorce.

The son is good at both hard and soft.

He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Dad, if you really care about my mother a little bit, you let her free, there are so many women around you, they will revolve around you, but my mother is different, she spent the first half of her life on you, she was a proud young lady, for you to smooth all the edges and corners, and father, and son, but still can't move you, She has suffered a lot. When are you going to hang her? "

"It's time for you to give her an explanation, and your best explanation is to let her find a man who loves her again. You two are safe and well, and each of you lives your own life."

Mu Zhenhua still didn't respond, just holding the pen tightly.

"Murong, do you have to?"

"Yes, I have to. I want you to divorce. I want my mother to get rid of you and start a new life." Murong looks at Mu Zhenhua firmly.

"Murong."

"Sign it."

Finally, I don't know how long the stalemate lasted. Mu Zhenhua finally signed his name and threw the divorce agreement to Murong.

"Thank you."

Murong picked up the agreement on the ground and walked out easily.

Mu Zhenhua stares at Mu Rong's eyes, scarlet, and his right hand is trembling behind him.