Mo Xiaodie sighed and thought of her eldest son, feeling very distressed: "I respect the boss's opinion. If he disagrees, I will support him even if it offends the Murong family."
Lu Chenxu reached out and took her into his arms: "Okay, it's decided! To be honest, I have disliked that girl Liu Yiqing from the beginning. Compared with Xiao Ci, the difference is more than a star!
Just kids—what to do?”
"My child, we'll see what happens at that time! After all, in Liu Yiqing's belly, it doesn't matter what we say! You can take care of the child at home, and I'll go see the boss."
As a mother, she is very worried about her eldest son's current situation.
In Lu Zizhong's villa, when Mo Xiaodie opened the bedroom door on the second floor, the smell of cigarette smoke hit her face. Lu Zizhong was sitting on a chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, shrouded in thick smoke, and his figure looked lonely.
sad.
Seeing her son like this, Mo Xiaodie felt very distressed. Just when she was about to speak, she choked on the smell of cigarette smoke and coughed.
"Ahem!"
Lu Zizhong, who was sitting in front of the window smoking, heard his mother coughing and quickly put out the cigarette in his hand.
"Mom, why are you here?"
Mo Xiaodie walked over and opened the window: "Boss, why don't you open the window when you smoke?"
Just as she was talking, she lowered her head and saw the photo of Gu Nuanci on the window sill. She stopped opening the window. After sighing softly in her heart, she picked up the photo and sat down in front of her son.
"When did you take this photo of Xiao Ci? It's so beautiful!"
In the photo, Gu Nuanci is wearing an off-white cotton coat and a bright red scarf, standing under a plum blossom tree. The winter sunshine pours on her young and bold face. Her smile is brighter than the plum blossoms blooming on the tree.
It looks more dazzling and charming.
Lu Zizhong looked at his wife in the photo with longing eyes and said in a gentle voice: "Last winter, we were in Meicheng Park."
That period was the best time in his life! His little wife was the woman who understood him best in the world.
Mo Xiaodie looked at the vitality on her son's face when he mentioned Gu Nuanci, and felt a little sour in her heart. She was silent for a moment: "Boss, Mom knows that Xiaoci loves you very much! But, people cannot be resurrected after death. In the past three years,
Mom feels very sad when she sees how hard you are living.
Son, please stop smoking and work overtime, okay? If Xiao Ci has a spirit in heaven, she won’t want to see you so decadent and self-defeating!”
At the end of the sentence, Mo Xiaodie's voice was choked with sobs.
Her son has been outstanding since he was a child. Before Xiao Ci's accident, he never smoked and lived a carefree and carefree life, young and arrogant.
Now, it has only been three years. My son has just turned thirty and already has some white hair on his head. He is obviously the same age as his brothers, but he looks much haggard and older!
When a mother sees such a situation, she is really heartbroken.
Lu Zizhong cheered up when he saw the worry on his mother's face: "Mom, I'm fine! Your son is in good health! Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility!"
Mo Xiaodie looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Boss, that day was your grandma's birthday, what happened to you and Liu Yiqing? That child -"
After hearing her words, Lu Zizhong stood up, reached out and opened the glass door on the side, and walked out to the balcony.
The wind in the early autumn evening blew over, bringing a little bit of coolness.