After she finished speaking, Chu Ci said hoarsely: "What do you want me to do? Have you deal with Song Yunfei or just deal with her child now."

Zhao Moran's answer was to give him a check.

Of course, this check is not the original one, it was written from her account.

Chu Ci's eyes drooped slightly, staring at the check for a long time, then smiled softly in a hoarse voice: "Is this given by Gu Fei?"

Zhao Moran frowned: "Why do you think so?"

Next, Chu Ci knew it in her heart and smiled faintly: "That's my mother. When did you reach an agreement with her?"

Chu Ci picked up the check and looked at it, "If I remember correctly, she would definitely sell some fixed assets by asking her to take out 200 million cash at once. Zhao Moran, you are really capable."

Zhao Moran was so angry that he was sarcastic in his tone, "No matter how capable I am, I can't compare to you Chu Ci."

He tore the check and was right in front of her, "Okay, now you can die of this heart."

She was stunned and then instinctively said: "Chu Ci, be reasonable."

He stared at her, his voice with a chill: "If I don't reason, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me properly Zhao Moran?"

She pursed her lips tightly and didn't say anything, and she could tell she was very stubborn.

Chu Ci's tone slowed down: "Don't mention it again in the future."

He added: "I will solve Song Yunfei's affairs."

Since she cared so much, he wouldn't give him another two months. He originally wanted to wait for four months to come, and he was considering his mother, but now there is no need.

After Chu Ci said that, he looked at Xiao Xunxun again, "I want to live a good life. Zhao Moran, you'd better think like this, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear."

Zhao Moran heard his words and smiled softly: "Chu Ci, you are always like this."

She looked very tired and didn't want to say much to him: "I will issue you the check tomorrow."

After speaking, she wanted to go out, but soon Chu Ci caught her arm: "Wait a minute."

She paused.

Turning his head and looking at his face.

Chu Ci stared at her eyes and said softly: "Zhao Moran, have you ever thought about whether you really want to divorce and leave me? You can take Xunxun away?"

She stagnated for a moment: "Chu Ci, you don't like her, right? Besides, there will be many little girls willing to give birth to you in the future."

"I just want you to give birth to you." He spoke calmly.

Then, he spoke again: "Zhao Moran, you'd better recognize this fact."

After saying that, he took the child away, probably in anger, and she took him downstairs directly, and she was stunned for a while when she heard him going downstairs.

It took a long time before she went downstairs stiffly.

His eyes stopped.

Chu Ci seemed to be a good father, but suddenly she became particularly kind to Xunxun. His expression was particularly gentle and even made Zhao Moran unable to tell whether he really loved or acted.

"Chu Ci, you don't need it..." she murmured.

Chu Ci raised his eyes and his eyes suddenly became a little cold.

So she stopped talking and didn't want to be boring.

Chu Ci handed Xunxun to the servant, sat at the dining table to eat, and when she saw her not coming, she said indifferently: "Did Zhao Moran treat you well, you forgot that I have a temper too?"

She weighed it for a while and sat down.

Chu Ci looked at her for a while and still cooked her vegetables.

It was so calm that nothing had happened.

That's how Zhao Moran felt even more uneasy.

At night, she rejected him.

Chu Ci got up and walked to the window, smoked a cigarette and walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Didn't force her.

Zhao Moran sat alone and hugged her body tightly, her whole body trembling... She knew that Chu Ci was very tolerant and would not let her go according to his temper.

She remembered what he said, and he wanted to live a good life.

But she didn't want to live a good life, and at this time she didn't know whether to sympathize with him or herself.

All she knew was that she was a little sad...

Chu Ci did not go out, he just went to the study.

I sat in the study and smoked in the middle of the night. I didn't drive out until dawn. When I arrived at the Chu family mansion, it was exactly seven o'clock, and Chu Changhe and Mrs. Chu got up. After all, I have been a son for more than 30 years, so he can still grasp this time.

Chu Changhe was a little surprised when he saw Chu Ci, while Mrs. Chu felt a little guilty and finally squeezed out a smile: "Why did you come here so early?"

She continued to ask: "Where is Moran, didn't come with you?"

Chu Ci didn't beat around the bush: "She filed for divorce with me and gave me 200 million yuan in breakup fees. Mom, do you know what's going on?"

When he said that, Chu Changhe was shocked.

Mrs. Chu was irritated: "How could I know you two have a divorce?"

"Is that so? What I wonder is where she got the 200 million?" Chu Ci looked at her mother with a burning look: "First I got Song Yunfei back, then took medicine and committed suicide, and then gave Moran money to let her divorce. Mom, do you think my life deserves to be manipulated by you? No matter who I want to live a good life with, you will feel bad, right? Yan Yan is, and Zhao Moran is so now."

After speaking, he smiled: "You wanted Yan Yan to reconcile with me at the beginning. Don't say that she has Bai Xun, even without her, she will not look back, because..."

His tone gradually became cold: "Yan Yan saw your cold face earlier than me."

"Chu Ci." Chu Changhe shouted: "Don't lose your composure."

Although he scolded his son, Chu Changhe also understood a little in his heart that Chu Ci's endurance had reached its peak.

It also shows that he really loves Zhao Moran, otherwise he wouldn't say that to his mother.

Upon hearing this, Chu Ci smiled softly: "Dad, do you still want to talk to her now?"

Mrs. Chu's voice trembled: "It was her who volunteered, she wanted to divorce you herself, and the money was also brought up by her."

"Is that right?" Chu Ci sneered: "But if you don't have this intention, I don't think she will talk to you."

Mrs. Chu said nothing at first, and then after a moment, she said softly: 'She said she didn't love you. She said she couldn't survive and said she wanted freedom. She also said she would find a man to marry. She said she...'

"Enough." Chu Ci interrupted his mother softly, and he closed his eyes: "I have someone take Song Yunfei to have an abortion."

Mrs. Chu was anxious: "You can't."

Chu Ci smiled slightly: "I can. If this child is mine, I am the child's father has the right to decide whether it will stay or not. If the child is not mine, just rely on Song Yunfei to rely on me like this, why don't I help her to abort the child?"

Mrs. Chu was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed her husband's arm: "Changhe, please persuade Chu Ci, that is our biological grandson."

Chu Changhe's voice was buzzing: "Don't, what if it's not!"

At this moment, Chu Ci's cell phone rang, he picked it up and turned it on, and the sound from there was clearly coming.

The sound of slaughtering a pig was not someone else, but Song Yunfei.

Song Yunfei seemed to be pressed by someone, but her voice was particularly fierce: "Where is Chu Ci, I want to see him! He has no right to abort my child, this is my child..."

The people there probably didn't buy it, she continued to shout: "I want to see Chu Ci... Have you heard that? I want to see him. He has no right. He is illegal..."

...

After a while, Song Yunfei began to scream and cry...

"The child is not Chu Ci's, beg him to let me go...I don't want him to be the child's father..."

Mrs. Chu was stunned and sat on the ground with a thud. She couldn't get up for a long time.

Chu Changhe ignored the wife for the first time and sighed: "Do you see what you did? The child is not Chu Ci's. You forced your son's marriage to this."

Mrs. Chu stayed for a while and found a reason for herself: "It's not me, not me, how could it be me? It's obviously Moran who doesn't want to live with Chu Ci."

Chu Ci continued: "I may think it's not you, but from now on, please don't interfere with Zhao Moran and me. If there is any problem, don't go to my place, and don't call her to come to your place. As for 200 million yuan, I will ask Secretary Yin to send it here. This matter has not happened."

Chu Ci was about to leave after saying that, Chu Changhe called out to his son: "How is Moran now?"

'How is it?' Chu Ci smiled self-deprecatingly: "What else can a woman who is determined to divorce you? She won't let her touch you."

Chu Changhe could only sigh again.

Chu Ci lit a cigarette, walked out and got into the car, and drove away after smoking.

Only then did Mrs. Chu come to her senses: "Changhe, Chu Ci is blaming me?"

"What do you think?" Chu Changhe sighed again: "You are pushing the children farther and farther away. Yan Yan doesn't go home. I think Chu Ci will not come back in the future. You have really hurt him too deeply over the years."

Mrs. Chu murmured to herself again: "Am I wrong?"

"You are not wrong. We are all wrong. We are all sorry for you. We are sorry for you. The whole world is sorry for you." Early in the morning, Chu Changhe also got angry. "If Chu Ci had solved it himself, it wouldn't have been like this. You had to let someone named Song have a child. Now, it's a joke. It's not that our Chu family's seeds will protect you like this. It's not that I'm talking about you. This child's origin is not a glorious thing. You are saying that you are going to have a grandson everywhere outside. Now, will you be slapped in the face?"

He threw down another sentence: "The Chu family's face is really a big loss."

Mrs. Chu didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Chu Changhe ignored her and read her own newspaper. As for her like to sit on the ground, she has been tolerant of her so much that she has no empathy for many years.
To be continued...