Han Siyou's eyes were soft. He had done this expression to other people before, but it was all false. Today, it all revealed sincerity. He offered his heart. Liang Yimo couldn't help but remain silent. Seeing this, Han Siyou said,
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled in a ruffian way, "If you don't tell me, I'll take it as your promise."
Liang Yimo couldn't explain what she was like now. Can she really put everything aside, even let go of that unforgettable memory?
Cao Qinmo had actually been standing at the door of the kitchen for a long time. Tears had already wet her eyes. She knew that her daughter was crying. It was difficult for her to forget that memory. She just pretended not to know. In fact, she understood very well. Liang Yimo
She should have feelings for Ye Chen, otherwise she wouldn't have brought him to her home to see her. She didn't understand why her daughter had to leave suddenly a year ago. She didn't need to ask about these things. She just wanted her daughter to be happy.
alright.
"Promise Si You, Xiao Mo!" Cao Qinmo walked out of the kitchen, making the two people in the living room feel uncomfortable for a moment.
Liang Yimo stepped forward and took out his hand when Cao Qinmo appeared, "Mom, is your meal ready?"
Han Siyou should have never been so embarrassed, Junyi's face also showed a hint of uneasiness, but he quickly realized it and just took Liang Yimo's hand, "Yimo, you see, Auntie agrees that we are together."
, she believes that I can give you happiness, why are you still hesitating?"
The palm of the hand being held was warm, and even her heart felt warm. Maybe she could really give it a try.
At least, this way you can forget the past!
Today's meal was a pleasant one. Liang Yimo saw a long-lost smile on her mother's face. There were few things that made her happy. She kept putting vegetables into Han Siyou's bowl at the dinner table, which made Liang Yimo think of that.
The first time she took Ye Chen back for dinner, he never touched a bite of the food his mother brought him. Knowing that he had mysophobia, his mother must have discovered it when she was clearing the dishes.
Perhaps, they should have ended long ago.
Han Siyou was in a very happy mood. When he was a child, he had longed for an ordinary home-cooked meal. His mother never cooked with her own hands. She only taught him how to hold a gun and how to give the enemy a fatal blow. He never dared to go there.
He hugged her and never got tired of delicacies. What he longed for more was for his mother to cook a meal for him. From beginning to end, only in this apartment of less than 120 square meters did he feel like home.
Under the dining table, Han Siyou reached over, grabbed Liang Yimo's little hand, and put it on his lap. Feeling happy, he ignored Liang Yimo's glare and said to Cao Qinmo with a playful smile, "Auntie, your cooking is very good."
It’s delicious, I will be lucky in the future.”
"What are you talking about? Haven't you eaten enough delicacies? Your family won't cook them for you!" Liang Yimo said angrily.
In the past, when Han Siyou was talkative, she would respond in the same way, and she was used to fighting with him.
Cao Qinmo smiled and put a chicken drumstick into Han Siyou's bowl, "Haha, if you like it, eat more. If you want to eat, come back here and stay. Auntie, I'll cook it for you."
After the meal, Han Siyou's cell phone rang. He hurriedly spoke a few words on the phone, then hung up and said he was going back to the capital.
Liang Yimo followed her mother's instructions and sent Han Siyou to the door, "Wait a minute." Han Siyou pulled her arm with a whisper. Liang Yimo turned back habitually, and her face had been kissed. Neither of them noticed that she was far away.
A camera clicked and captured this scene.
Liang Yimo stared at the place where Han Siyou's car left in ecstasy. He stood for a long time. When he got up and was about to enter the house, he saw his mother standing at the door with a smile on her face.
Liang Yimo looked very calm and stepped forward to help Cao Qinmo into the apartment, "Mom, it's windy outside. Come in."
Cao Qinmo sat on the sofa in the living room, held her daughter's hand, and asked with great concern, "Xiao Mo, aren't you happy? Si You is a good kid. Mom has seen his performance this year. You guys
You will definitely be happy."
"Mom, do you really think we will be happy together?" Liang Yimo leaned into Cao Qinmo's arms, which were very warm. She looked a little tired.
Cao Qinmo put his fingers on Liang Yimo's hair and gently stroked it, sighing, "Xiao Mo, no matter what you decide, mom will support you, just don't make yourself miserable."
Her daughter has been a very strong person since she was a child. She swallows the pain in her belly, and she sees it in her eyes and feels pain in her heart.
Liang Yimo felt depressed and panicked. Some words had been held in his heart for a long time. If he didn't say them out, it would be really uncomfortable. Liang Yimo turned over and lay in Cao Qinmo's arms, "Mom, I feel bad."
"Cry when you feel uncomfortable. It's not shameful to cry in front of mom." Cao Qinmo always felt that her daughter was hiding something from her. She didn't ask her daughter if she didn't tell her. She also felt uncomfortable because her daughter didn't tell her.
After crying for a long time and feeling tired, Cao Qinmo helped Liang Yimo tidy up the bed. She lifted the quilt and pulled her daughter to her side, "Xiao Mo, Mom wants to have a nice talk with you."
Liang Yimo took off his shoes and stood very close to Cao Qinmo. There was a small lamp on the bedside, and the dim light was warm enough.
"Mom, if you have anything to ask, just ask."
Some things have been held in your heart for a long time, so it's better to say them out and let them out.
"Xiao Mo, Mom has never asked you because she is afraid that you will think of sad things. Can you tell Mom now why we were in a hurry to move and leave?"
Liang Yimo dozed his eyes, a feeling of powerlessness infiltrated from his limbs and bones. After weighing the three, he asked, "Mom, do you still remember what happened to Dad?"
Cao Qinmo's hand stiffened for a moment and continued to put it on Liang Yimo's hair. She was slightly absent-minded and a little sad, "I always thought you wouldn't ask. In fact, your father's company was already in recession before that. At that time, your father
We kept hiding it from you and Xiaoxuan until I told you. I don’t understand things in the shopping mall, but I really don’t believe that your father would commit fraud. Your father often said that money is something outside the body. If you don’t have it, you can earn it.
How could he do that kind of thing, but the police have all the witnesses and physical evidence, making it hard for people not to believe it, maybe he really did it."
"Mom, my dad didn't do it at all. Someone framed it deliberately."
"What, you know?" Cao Qinmo was surprised, "How did you know?"
"I..." Liang Yimo hesitated again and again before he said, "Mom, Ye Chen came to see me on the morning we left. He asked me to move to his place. If I didn't agree, he would threaten me with you. After he left,
Later, his mother came to see me, and she told me what happened that year. My father's company and Ye Chen's uncle's company were collaborating on a project, but his uncle cut corners and caused the house to collapse and die before he could even live in it after it was repaired.
Several people, Ye Chen's aunt found her natal family and asked Ye Chen's grandma to help him deal with it. Unexpectedly, those people put all these things on his father's head, and his father was forced to have no choice but to take out a loan, but those
Under the pressure of Mr. Ye, no one in the company dared to lend money to Dad. His uncle was afraid that the matter would be exposed and found someone to jointly frame Dad. Dad fell into their trap and ended up like this."