Nie Zheng was in a meeting when he received a call from the housekeeper of his old house.
After stopping what was on the phone, Nie Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, I'll be back right away."
This matter is never over.
After leaving the meeting, Nie Zheng rushed back to his old house.
As soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Nie, you are finally back. Madam, you just refuse to eat."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded, "I'll go up and take a look."
"Hey, okay."
In the room upstairs, Ye Wanrong was lying on the bed, and Song Feixue was sitting by the bed holding a bowl to persuade her.
"Auntie, would you like to have something to eat? I made this porridge. It's very soft and glutinous. Can you take a bite?"
Ye Wanrong shook her head and looked very unhappy.
"No... Ah Zheng, he actually did that to me..."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Song Feixue advised, "Auntie, Azheng didn't do it on purpose. You know, Azheng has always been filial and he cares about you very much."
Ye Wanrong closed her eyes and shook her head. "No, it's not...this child has changed."
Nie Zheng pushed the door open and saw this scene.
Nie Zheng walked over and Song Feixue stood up, "Zheng."
Ye Wanrong still closed her eyes and turned her body away, facing away from Nie Zheng.
Song Feixue advised, "Zheng, Auntie is sad, please give her some advice. Be gentle and don't make her angry again."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng took the bowl from her phone and said, "Give it to me."
"good."
Nie Zheng walked to the other side and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Mom, my son is here. Get up and have some porridge."
"What kind of porridge should I drink?"
Ye Wanrong opened her eyes suddenly and roared.
"You are just like your father! You don't care about me at all! Your father was angry with me, and now you are angry with me again! Just leave me alone and let me starve to death! In this way, in the future, what do you want to do? Who do you want to marry?
I don’t care who you marry, and you don’t marry anyone you don’t want to marry!”
Nie Zheng frowned and put down the bowl. He glanced at Song Feixue and said, "Feixue, come out with me."
"Oh." Song Feixue nodded blankly and followed Nie Zheng out of the room.
Nie Zheng took her into the study.
This study room was used by Nie Zheng when he was a child. When he grew up and left home, the place became empty, but Ye Wanrong still asked the servants to clean it regularly.
Nie Zheng's hand passed over the rows of books on the bookshelf.
"Feixue, my mother is very important to me."
"Yeah." Song Feixue nodded, holding her heart, "That's natural. Auntie is also very important to me."
Nie Zheng looked at her, "My mother is old. Although she looks well-maintained on the outside, she has been depressed for many years and is in poor health."
"Uh, um." Song Feixue nodded blankly.
Nie Zheng frowned and asked, "Do you know what I mean?"
"Ah?" Song Feixue's eyes flickered and she shook her head, "I don't understand."
Nie Zheng was silent and chuckled, "This hunger strike is something you have agreed upon, right?"
"I..." Song Feixue was startled and shook her head hurriedly, "Zheng, listen to me, if Auntie wants to do this, I really can't stop her..."
Nie Zheng raised his hand to stop her from continuing.
"Feixue, can you accept that I don't have you in my heart?"
Suddenly, Song Feixue tightened her palms. "Azheng, I like you, I like you very much, you know."
Why.
Nie Zheng sighed softly, "Okay, I'll take a step back and let's date."
"Huh?" Song Feixue was stunned, is this true? Although it was just a relationship, it was a turnaround compared to the previous flat refusal!
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, "It's for my mother, it's... an explanation for the perfunctory promise I made to you."
"Well." Song Feixue covered her mouth, her eyes instantly turned red. "Zheng, is this true?"
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, "I owe you this, and I will pay it back to you."
He paused and said, "But, Fei Xue, if we are not suitable, I hope we can get together and get away easily. Our affairs have nothing to do with my mother in the first place, okay?"
"Uh... um."
Song Feixue nodded repeatedly. Nie Zheng finally agreed to date. At this time, she would agree to anything she said.
Nie Zheng was silent, "Let my mother eat."
"Hey, okay." Song Feixue raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "I'll go right away."
Hey. Nie Zheng sighed silently. He didn't expect that things would turn out like this. But, is there any other way?
Nie Zheng took out the necklace from his shirt collar and opened it. He looked at the girl in the photo.
This photo was taken from Feng Xiaoxiao's graduation certificate.
Feng Xiaoxiao, who graduated from high school, has shawl hair, straight bangs, and no makeup, which makes her facial features particularly clear.
In fact, good-looking people are more beautiful without makeup.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't believe it. She had too many cosmetics. For this reason, Nie Zheng opened up the next room to serve as her dressing room.
Thinking of this, Nie Zheng tightened his grip on the necklace.
We spent four years together after all the hard work back then, but ended up getting divorced - as expected, it's not yours, and you can't force it.
Facing the girl in the photo, he murmured: "Goodbye, my little sun."
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Ten miles of prosperity.
Shen Mingzhu took Da Yu'er and Xiao Yu'er out for a walk. Feng Xiaoxiao rarely rested, and Weng Qiange happened to come over and help her pack her things.
These are all the luggage that Feng Xiaoxiao brought back from Jinyuan.
Feng Xiaoxiao was too busy some time ago, and Feng Xiaoxiao never had time to clean up.
Weng Qiange looked at the packed luggage in a warehouse and rolled his eyes at Feng Xiaoxiao, "Have you moved all of Jinyuan here?"
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "It's still early. Jinyuan covers an area of 1,000 acres, where can I move it?"
She glared at Weng Qiange and said, "Stop talking nonsense and help clean up."
"Oh." Weng Qiange opened a box casually.
"Ouch." Feng Xiaoxiao scolded with a smile, "You should look at the labels on the boxes. There are some that you won't need for the time being, so don't open them."
Weng Qiange rolled his eyes, "If you hadn't told me earlier, I would have opened it. Huh? What is this?"
"What?" Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head, "Uncle Qi and Aunt Lin helped pack some. I'm not sure."
"this……"
Weng Qiange took out a box from the box. It looked quite big. "What's in it? It can't be a giant diamond, right?"
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Mrs. Gu, actually you also like money! Open it and take a look."
"Okay, whoever sees it has a share. If it comes to the giant diamond, we'll share it in half!"
"OK!"
As a result, when he opened it and took a look, Weng Qiange was disappointed, "Hey, what? It was packaged so well, I thought it was some rare thing, like a medical crystal crown."
However, Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned.
Weng Qiange wondered, "What are you doing? Have you never seen a crystal? Why do you look like you have never seen the world? Even if it is made into a crown, it is just crystal."
"Qiange..."
Feng Xiaoxiao grabbed Weng Qiange's arm.
"Ouch." Weng Qiange felt pain and laughed and cursed: "What are you doing? It doesn't hurt."
"This..." Feng Xiaoxiao pointed to the crystal crown, "This is a prize from the water entertainment during a crew event."