"Why not! What is he, Ling Youting? He was just a nameless brat from a branch family back then! The kind who couldn't even attend a family banquet! Si Mohan didn't hesitate to sacrifice the interests of the Si family. I also want to help him become a god in one step, directly squeeze out the head of the family at that time, and become the head of the entire family!
And the entire branch of the Ling family also ascended to heaven alone, enjoying all the glory and wealth!

Why?Why can't it be with Jiang Wanting?

Why!Why should one favor the other, the distinction is so clear!
I, Saiwei, have worked diligently and diligently over the years. I have worked tirelessly for the Si family. I have made so many contributions to the Si family. The scars all over my body have never called out pain, and I have never complained. I will always rush to the front!
Why can't Wanting and I enjoy the kind of treatment you gave them!
I just want to help Wanting fulfill her wish, what's wrong with that!
At this moment, Sai Wei's eyes had become extremely sharp, the murderous aura on his body was full, and his state began to become unstable.

And crazy thoughts kept flashing in his head.

snort!If Jiang Ye showed any hint of wanting to get his hands on the position of the head of the Jiang family, you, Si Mohan, would try your best to help him!
Even Chu Ye, that bastard who appeared out of nowhere, slowly secured his position as Patriarch with the help of Ling Youting. You, Si Mohan, did not acquiesce to these!
Without your nodding in agreement, would Ling Youting have the guts to do so!

Now tell me not to interfere in other people's family affairs, to be a fair and just leader, it's just fucking fart!

To put it bluntly, the position of me, Saiwei, in your heart is far inferior to that of Ling Youting, or even Jiang Ye! "

Two different thoughts kept colliding fiercely in Sai Wei's heart. From his tangled brows, it can be seen how intense the struggle in his heart is.

Just when Sai Wei didn't know how to answer, Si Mohan said again: "Are you short of money recently?"

"Lack of money?" Sai Wei was taken aback, his eyes kept rolling, and suddenly realized something was wrong, so he quickly replied, "No, how did you think of this?"

"When I gave Sai Yan this card, I asked him about his income in recent years. I didn't expect him to tell me that he only had more than 300 million yuan in his hand, and all other savings were invested by you." Si Mohan's eyes widened. Clear, with a calm expression, there is no malice in the words.

Hearing this, Sai Wei immediately understood what was going on, and then recalled his own situation, he couldn't help frowning and said: "I did borrow his income for these years, about 2000 million."

"Can you tell me what to do?" Si Mohan asked again.

"Young master. Is it Sai Yan who wants you to help me ask for money?" Sai Wei turned his head quickly, came to retreat, and pushed the ball to Si Mohan.

"Don't get me wrong, I just care about you." Si Mohan just looked at him quietly for a few seconds without any other expression. After a while, he said with a smile, "Your work is not like that of Ah Feng. They can get in touch with business matters, and the way to make money is relatively simple, and I haven’t heard of you starting your own business in these years, so I’m curious, what do you want such a large sum of money for?”

Si Mohan tried his best to communicate with Saiwei in a very sincere tone, and he didn't want to cause him to misunderstand.

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