"Zixuan, are you willing to come back to work at the Group?"
Mo Jingteng finally broached the subject, without waiting for Mo Zixuan to respond, he immediately promised: "As long as you are willing to return, you will have the same position as before, and, your shares, will still be yours."
"Why?"
Mo Zixuan asked coldly.
Deep down, he knew very well, the only reason Mo Jingteng wanted him back was because he needed him now.
An uncommon look of tenderness appeared on Mo Jingteng's face, though somewhat unnatural, it was genuinely a father's affection for his son: "Of course, it's because you are my son."
Some emotions flickered in Mo Zixuan's eyes, but they disappeared quickly.
Even the transitory emotions could not escape Mo Jingteng's sight, "Zixuan, after your mother ran away with another man, don't think about her anymore, work hard in the company, perhaps someday, the entire Group will be yours."
Mo Zixuan looked at Mo Jingteng in surprise: "What do you mean?"
