"That's different," Jing's father said with a serious face, "your mother and I grew up together, and I have not only love for her, but also strong family ties and habits. To me, she and I are one."
, I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of her throughout her life. But for those people in the upper class, they only want a temporary novelty and want to play the so-called sense of conquest."
The last sentence touched Jing Jiaren's pain point.
"My life is simple and boring, and spending time with your mother is what I love most." Jing's father added, "And their lives are colorful, and they are willing to give up everything for you?"
Dad Jing said the truth again.
"If you think about it carefully, besides your face, what else does he love about you?"
Jing Jiaren was speechless to refute.
"You don't even know each other?"
"Dad, why are you telling me this now?"
"I never wanted you to follow your mother's old path, but you ended up leaving anyway." Jing's father sighed sadly, "You and your mother were exactly the same when they were young."
Jing Jiaren thought of Jing's mother's obedient look at the dinner table just now...
When she loves, she will be like her mother. No matter how indifferent Ximen Longting is, will she just let it go?
Jing Jiaren smiled softly, she had no way to guarantee the future.
She didn't know if she would still have a self after she was completely defeated.
My mood was extremely complicated for a moment...
Ximen Longting strode to the door and was stopped by Jing's mother.
She trotted over, stood on tiptoes, and tied the scarf around his neck.
"This is the scarf I tied for you." Jing's mother pulled his coat, "I didn't know how to knit at first, but for you, I learned it all. I didn't know how to cook before, but for you,
I also did very well..."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"You said you hate that I'm cold and don't like to smile," Jing's mother raised her lips, "I will smile more in the future."
Ximen Longting frowned his handsome eyebrows and wanted to leave impatiently.
Jing's mother clutched his coat: "Whatever is wrong with me, I am changing for you. Why are you getting further and further away from me?"
Jing Jiaren leaned against the fence gate and stood in the dark with Jing's father, listening to these conversations.
"Promise me to come and see me and the baby more often," Jing's mother's eyes were blurred, "I don't ask to marry you. I have a status, and I even know that you have always regarded me as a substitute in your heart. I don't care anymore. All I ask is
Don’t abandon us, mother and son.”
Ximen Longting finally responded.
"Feng Lie."
Jing's mother couldn't help but stand up on tiptoes and kissed her suddenly.
Ximen Longting took precautions and got rid of her in time——
Jing's mother's lips brushed against his chin, and his body was so heavy that he almost fell to the ground.
"Feng Lie, when will you come see me again..."
Ximen Longting raised his hand unbearably: "Send her into the house."
Two bodyguards suppressed Jing's mother and went back. She turned back three times every step of the way.
Ximen Longting was covered with an icy aura, wiping his kissed chin with a patient and angry look.
Wilson walked over and opened the car door, and then saw Jing Jiaren hiding in the shadows: "Miss Jing?"
"Dad, I have to leave." Jing Jiaren straightened Li Jing's father's clothes and said something about taking care of yourself.
Father Jing stared at her deeply, then looked at Ximen Longting, his expression extremely complicated.
As if time went back, he watched the young Su Ruoyun walk into the private car Ximen Fenglie sent to pick her up...