Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

"Then, have I done anything unfavorable to the Si family since I took the throne? Did I miss a step and make the Si family doomed?"

Si Mohan drank the red wine in front of him in one gulp, his fair face flushed suddenly.

Looking at Si Mohan's actions, Ling Youting frowned slightly, but he couldn't persuade him with words.

When Si Ding heard the words, he fell silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he was outspoken, it was because of his insistence on going his own way and not listening to dissuasion that almost led to the destruction of the Si family.

After a long silence, Si Ding said lightly: "Xiao Mohan, from the time you took the throne to the present, every step has been very clever, and some of the moves are very radical, but the facts have proved that you are right in the end. On this point , I am not as good as you."

Si Ding graciously admitted his mistake, and then said again: "With your own strength, you pulled the Si family back from the abyss, and you turned the tide and relied on your extraordinary strategy to rescue me from being the head of the Si family." bit pulled down,

In front of you, I am indeed a loser, which I admire. "

Just as Si Ding spoke about his past passionately, a middle-aged man behind him trembled inadvertently, as if he was having a big struggle in his heart.

"Then why!" Listening to Si Ding's words, Si Mohan suddenly pointed at Si Chiquan and scolded in a cold voice, "Why does he have to put me to death!?"

Hearing Si Mohan's words, Si Ding froze for a moment, his head buzzing. He didn't understand why Si Mohan said that, but he believed what Si Mohan said.

Si Ding immediately figured out the key point after being absent-minded for a short time, and said to Si Chiquan unquestionably, "You came here, how did you come here?"

Si Chiquan who was behind him immediately bent over and squatted in front of Si Ding when he heard the words, and said innocently, "Dad, I don't know what he's talking about."

Si Ding looked at Si Chiquan with complicated eyes, and he didn't hide the deep disappointment on his face. He said word by word, "You did what Mo Han said?"

"I didn't do it, Dad, you trust me!" Si Chiquan shouted suddenly.

"I'll ask you again, did you do it? If not, I'll take care of you, but if you really did it, then our father-son relationship will come to an end."

Si Ding stared at his son intently, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he said through gritted teeth.

Si Chiquan fell silent for a moment, constantly calculating gains and losses in his mind, and after a while his eyes became firmer.

"I don't know what Si Mohan is talking about. I don't care about everything." After hesitating for a moment, Si Chiquan said firmly.

Hearing this, Si Ding breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to Si Mohan and said slowly: "Little Mohan, did you have some misunderstanding, what happened to make you so angry?"

Si Mohan listened to the conversation between Si Ding and his son, smiling the whole time, neither very angry nor cold, as if he had expected Si Chiquan to say such a thing.

But Si Mohan's inscrutable appearance made Si Chiquan feel uncertain, he didn't know what Si Mohan was planning.

"Grandpa, some time ago, my friend and I were having dinner at the Brilliant Hotel. When we were about to leave after the meal, we were assassinated in the lobby and almost lost our lives."

Si Mohan calmly talked about the scene that day, without any expression on his face.