After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 391 Confrontation

Nian Zhi closed the door, stretched out his hand to wipe his cheeks, stood at the door for a while, then turned around and walked into his office.

Here, Song Wenjing looked calm and calm in the face of Ye Lingjun's angry rebuke, "I don't take you seriously, I just feel that if you talk to her like this, you will never be able to come up with something, so I thought, cut the mess with a quick knife." .”

Ye Lingjun, "..."

There are probably some things that everyone knows very well, but no one has tried hard to pierce this layer of window paper. Song Wenjing is such a shrewd man, how could he not know whether Ye Lingjun really knows it? What happened between yourself and Nian Zhi?

He had doubts before and could only be 60% sure, but after so many things happened recently, he could slowly become sure, until Song Huimin suddenly appeared, found Nian Zhi, and forced her to leave him, then He was absolutely certain.

Ye Lingjun likes to play cat and mouse games, and likes to hide in the dark and manipulate others to do things for him, but Song Wenjing doesn't like to play with him in this way. He can put other things aside for the time being. , it was just Nian Zhi's matter, but he didn't want to delay it at all.

"You listened to us?"

Ye Lingjun was probably really angry. When he spoke now, his breath was a little unsteady. In the past, he felt that Song Wenjing could not be controlled, but occasionally he also thought that it was his son after all, but now this man was sitting on his face with a fearless face. The man in front of him was clearly his son, but his aura completely overshadowed his own. Was he really right to have spent so much effort to invite him back?

"The door of this conference room is not very soundproof."

Song Wenjing frowned, took out another cigarette, lit it, raised it to his thin lips, and took a slow drag. He didn't seem to have much patience, so he said directly: "I didn't come in here to fight with you. In fact, I know very well how many things you know. So I let Nian Zhi go, which can be regarded as giving you a way to retreat - she has always respected you, and if you let her know, you already know it. We have been forcing her to do something about us in a disguised way, what do you think she will think?"

Ye Lingjun, "..."

He was so angry that his body was shaking, and his eyes were full of disbelief, really disbelief, that Song Wenjing would tell him so directly about what happened to him and Nian Zhi.

This son... this son who he had exiled abroad for 28 years, he really didn't understand. It was not that he had never thought about getting closer to him, but now, he knew very well that it was impossible for this son to live in the same world as him. He was now glad that he still had a hand and kept a hand. Not all Ye's shares were transferred to his name, at least now many things are still under his control——

Ye Lingjun pressed his hand on his heart and frowned tightly. After all, he was an old fox wallowing in the shopping mall. He was certainly not a simple person to be able to make Ye's company reach the scale it is today.

He adjusted his breath, nodded, and laughed instead. He used the crutch in his hand to hook the executive chair next to him. The chair's pulley slid to his side, and he also sat down, "Wen Jing, You are admitting to me how disrespectful you are about ethics and morals. She is clearly your brother's wife, but you want to reach out and get involved in it. Now you still look like you are confident in your words. Do you think you are doing this? Right?"

"Ethics?"

Song Wenjing chuckled lightly, holding two-thirds of the cigarette between his sharp-jointed index and middle fingers. His ring finger tapped the table top of the executive desk, making a very slight sound. In this huge room, it was also depressing. In the space, it gives people a full sense of oppression.

The curvature of the man's thin lips was light and sexy, but with a bit of coolness. "In my world, there is really no such thing as ethics. I am an illegitimate child." , isn't it? My own background is not that upright. He is clearly the eldest son, but his biological father asked the younger son to take his surname. My mother should have known you first, right? But she was expelled inexplicably. In that part of the UK – 28 years.”

"In the past 28 years, what kind of pressure have you made my mother endure alone in the UK? And you are here, what kind of scenery? You want to talk about ethics and morality, I really never care about these. I don't care about other people's opinions either. Because in my world, Song Wenjing, I only know one thing - if it's a woman I identify with, I won't let her become a woman I can't see. Of course, what is she wearing? The color of the coat doesn’t matter, what’s important is that one day, whatever color it is on me, it will be the same color on her body.”

Song Wenjing ignored Ye Lingjun's colorful old face that looked like he was suffering from constipation, took another heavy drag on the cigarette, and finally threw the cigarette directly into the ashtray. His slender body stood up from the executive chair and folded his arms casually. He folded his suit jacket and spoke in a deep voice, which was domineering and domineering——

"I came in here to explain this matter to you. As you said, I have my hands on her, but I don't want to stop after I have my hands on her. I plan to keep her for the rest of my life. As for whether you agree or not, for me , is never the most important thing.”

Song Wenjing said these few words easily, turned around and left.

Ye Lingjun was so angry that he raised the crutch in his hand, pointed at Song Wenjing's back and shouted: "——You're dreaming! You have the nerve to tell me such a treasonous thing so confidently? Let me tell you, there is no way I can let you. Don’t even think about Nian Zhi following you, it’s a shame to the Ye family!”

"The shame of the Ye family?"

Song Wenjing turned his body sideways, holding the doorknob with one hand. The moment he heard the words, he raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard some big joke, and looked at Ye Lingjun's eyes that were almost spitting fire in disbelief. His tone was contemptuous, "I thought the Ye family had suffered enough humiliation, and this should be the least worth mentioning. Why are you holding on so tightly and refusing to let go?"

"...You - you - Song Wenjing! Do you still think that I am your father?!"

Ye Lingjun's face was so angry that he was distorted, his chest was heaving violently, and his pale face at this moment was really not an act, but a result of anger.

Song Wenjing frowned, and a trace of heavy emotion flashed between his sharp eyebrows, but it was only fleeting.

Father is really a word that requires too much responsibility, but what does he embody in Ye Lingjun?

That's just it - selfishness.

"So, do you regard me as your son?"

Song Wenjing's back was turned to him. The moment she finished speaking, she squeezed the doorknob with her hand, opened the door of the conference room, opened her long legs and walked out.

"........."

The huge conference room seemed extremely empty at the moment. There was a central air conditioner overhead. In fact, no matter what season it was, the company's central air conditioner was always at a constant temperature. Ye Lingjun was standing alone at the top of the conference room with his eyes wide open. Yes, looking at the neat row of stools and the table, a cold feeling suddenly came up, from the soles of his feet directly to his Tianling Gai, making his body shake involuntarily. Fortunately, he was waiting outside the door. When the housekeeper saw Song Wenjing going out with a serious face, he knew something was wrong inside. When he came in, he saw Ye Lingjun's pale face, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

"……master."

"Don't talk...you go out first and let me be alone."

Ye Lingjun waved his hand, and the housekeeper wriggled his lips, and wanted to say something else, but Ye Lingjun had already sat on the stool, closed his eyes, and felt waves in his heart——

Now that too many things are beyond his control, what should he do?

It's okay if he can't control Nian Zhi, but if Nian Zhi goes to Song Wenjing's side, this son he can't control from the beginning to the end... will things get out of hand by then?

Ye Lingjun closed his eyes and reached out to press his aching temples. This thought came over and over in his mind.

But the housekeeper on the side was hesitant to speak - do you want to tell the master at this time?

Someone from the hospital sent word that Xie Lingxi was suddenly no longer in the room, and she didn't know where she went. However, someone had checked the hospital's surveillance system. Madam had been to the hospital before...

"...Sir, doctor..."

"I said, don't disturb me now. I want to be alone for a while. You can go out first."

The housekeeper finally swallowed his words and exited the conference room obediently.