Even if Mrs. Ying was not Ying Juhan's biological mother, she did not give birth to a son or a half with Mr. Ying. How could she have any doubts about Ying Juhan's inheritance rights?
Song Feixue suddenly said: "I heard that this Mrs. Ying and Mr. Ying have a child..." What?
Nie Zheng was slightly startled.
Even he was surprised after hearing the news.
"Ha ha."
Song Feixue laughed and blinked, "Enough gossip, right?
But I don’t know the more specific details.”
She thought about it and sighed.
He patted Nie Zheng on the shoulder and said, "So you see, reorganizing a family involves all kinds of problems.
When you are young, you can still care about each other, but when the children grow up, there will be a lot of problems.
Ah Zheng, you must be good to Xiaoxiao, you have been holding on for so many years, don’t let go."
Just as he was talking, Nie Zheng's cell phone rang.
The moment Nie Zheng picked up the phone, his whole body was shocked.
Song Feixue knew that this call must be from Xiaoxiao, so she smiled and walked away - she had long since exited the world between the two of them.
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng picked up, with a smile on his face and a gentle tone.
"You called me so many times!"
Feng Xiaoxiao was frightened by his string of missed calls, thinking that something might have happened to him.
There is a reason why Nie Zheng made such a call today.
Regarding his mother Ye Wanrong, Nie Zheng wanted to tell Xiaoxiao.
He and Xiaoxiao are going to get married, and this is an unavoidable problem.
However, when he heard Xiaoxiao's voice, he hesitated again.
Is it really suitable for him and Xiaoxiao to talk about their mother now?
"Huh?"
Feng Xiaoxiao felt strange, "Why don't you speak?
Didn't you just call me when something happened?
If you don't speak, I will hang up.
It’s very busy, I’ve been busy with night scenes these past two days, and I only sleep four or five hours a day.”
Nie Zheng felt distressed when he heard this. Xiaoxiao used to sleep ten hours a day.
So hard, why bother?
But when the words came to his lips, there was only one sentence: "Xiaoxiao, I miss you, what about you?"
"..." Feng Xiaoxiao was silent for a while before laughing, "What are you doing?
So disgusting.
I have recited a lot of disgusting lines today, don't make me recite them again..." Nie Zheng Yilin, for Xiaoxiao, saying that she misses him is just a disgusting line?
"Don't work too hard when filming. You should also pay attention to your health when you are busy filming."
Nie Zheng had no choice but to swallow the bitterness and warned, "I'll go back in two days, and I'll see you when I get back."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao added, "I miss the fishes."
"good."
A smile appeared on Nie Zheng's lips, "I'll take Yu'er to see you."
"Okay..." Feng Xiaoxiao said hurriedly, "I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to play. There are several more shows tonight. I'm going to die..." "Xiaoxiao..." Finally
The word was still stuck in her throat, but Xiaoxiao had already hung up.
Nie Zheng was silent for a long time, then slowly put down the phone and put it into his pocket.
Ye Jingming came here, "Azheng, why are you hiding here?
My uncles and uncles are all waiting to see you.
Do you think these old people are here to see me?"
"Grandpa."
Nie Zheng felt it was necessary to reiterate, "I thought I had made it very clear when I sent Wen Zheng back."
"Um."
Ye Jingming was stunned for a moment, but still smiled warmly, "Of course grandpa understands what you mean, but, Ah Zheng, Wen Zheng is not as good as you, you are indeed the best."
Nie Zheng shook his head, "But grandpa..." "Hey."
Ye Jingming didn't want to hear his words, "If I don't like to hear it, just stop saying it. Just a few words.
You have your own ideas, and grandpa also has his own. If I want to choose a suitable heir, I have to follow my own wishes."
The communication was ineffective and Nie Zheng had to give up, but his attitude was very clear.
Two days later, Nie Zheng took Ye Wanrong back to Jingcheng.
Because Ye Wanrong's condition was up and down, Nie Zheng did not dare to put Ye Wanrong in the main building.
Big Yu'er and Little Yu'er both live here, and Xiaoxiao will naturally live here when she comes back. Living together is not good for both parties.
Fortunately, there are many houses in Jinyuan.
Nie Zheng placed Ye Wanrong in Nanyuan, where it was quieter and more conducive to her retreat.
Ye Wanrong also knew her situation and had no objection to her son's arrangements.
Even though she was old, she didn't think of Da Yu'er or Xiao Yu'er as being related to each other across generations. She also felt that Nanyuan was better, as it was convenient for her to be alone and quiet, and it was convenient for her to see her son.
Then, Nie Zheng arranged for Bai Su to enter Nanyuan.
Nie Zheng told Bai Su about Ye Wanrong's situation, "Doctor Bai, I will ask you to take care of my mother."
"OK."
Bai Su solemnly accepted this task and took care of Mr. Nie's mother. She would naturally take care of him carefully.
She suggested, "In this case, Mr. Nie's treatment should also be transferred to Nanyuan. I think Madam can't live without people here."
This is indeed the case. Nie Zheng nodded, "Okay."
After making arrangements here, Nie Zheng left.
After not returning to Jingcheng for a few days, both Liao Qingming and Mu Yiyang were busy calling his cell phones. There were a lot of things waiting for him to make a decision.
He had to go to Shengshi quickly, and then go see Xiaoxiao.
Over at the film and television city, Feng Xiaoxiao is doing another night show.
It rained during the day today, and at night the wind blew, making it cool.
Just after the scene ended, Ding Lu hurriedly came up and put a coat on Feng Xiaoxiao, "Sister Xiaoxiao, Master Zhou is here."
Feng Xiaoxiao looked up and saw Zhou Kaiding standing outside the studio, and Da Ma Jin Dao sitting in the audience seat.
Seeing Feng Xiaoxiao looking over, he immediately stood up and waved his hands.
"Xiao Xiao!"
Xiaoxiao smiled and walked towards him, "You're here."
"I came to see you."
Zhou Kaiding said he was just looking, but he really stared at Feng Xiaoxiao carefully, "Xiaoxiao, you have lost weight. Filming is very hard, right?"
"It's okay."
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't dare to be pretentious.
Filming is a bit tiring, but the rewards are also high.
There is no other industry that is more cost-effective than this. If she talks about hard work again, she is afraid of being punished by God.
"Come."
Zhou Kaiding pulled Feng Xiaoxiao to sit down, and Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at him.
Zhou Kaiding was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... Xiaoxiao, I definitely didn't mean to be frivolous towards you."
Um.
Feng Xiaoxiao snorted from her nose and nodded.
"look."
Zhou Kaiding opened the thermal box he brought as if he were offering a treasure.
"I brought this for you.
This is not bought, it is made by the chef at home. Last time I ordered it from outside for the crew, and you said you didn’t like it, so I didn’t make it.
Xiaoxiao, whatever you like, I will try my best to do it."
When the insulated lunch box is opened, the aroma immediately overflows.
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced over and frowned, "Hey... mutton soup."
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Kaiding looked like he had done something wrong, "Don't you like it?"