Ye Wanrong shouted: "Zheng, where are you going? This matter is settled."
However, Nie Zheng did not look back.
"Auntie." Song Feixue's eyes turned red and she pulled Ye Wanrong, "Forget it, Azheng doesn't want to..."
Ye Wanrong shook her head, "You can't say that. This is what he promised you. Did we force him to do it?"
"No." Song Feixue shook her head, "This is indeed what Ah Zheng personally promised me back then."
"That's fine."
Ye Wanrong raised her lips and smiled, "Then...we can prepare for many things."
Song Feixue was stunned, not quite understanding, could it be what she thought?
"Auntie, what are you preparing for?"
"Tsk." Ye Wanrong smiled angrily, "What else can I prepare? Of course it's the wedding."
"Ah?" Song Feixue was startled, her expression very subtle.
"But... Azheng, he..."
"Don't worry." Ye Wanrong patted Song Feixue's hand, "Ah Zheng is the most filial. Do you know what Ah Zheng is most afraid of?"
"What?" Song Feixue was full of curiosity.
Ye Wanrong smiled proudly, "I'm most afraid that my mother will be sad, and I'm most afraid that something will happen to my mother."
As he spoke, he recalled the past.
"You don't know, one year, it was snowing heavily, and late one night, I had a fever, which made me confused. All the servants at home were on holiday and went back to celebrate the New Year, and only Ah Zheng and I were left. Alas... Ah Zheng was holding his arms
I kept crying, shouting, "Mom, nothing will happen to you, nothing will happen to you."
Ye Wanrong said, her eyes turning red.
Nie Hongxin has been homeless for many years, and the mother and son can be said to be dependent on each other. For Nie Zheng, he has witnessed his mother's situation since he was a child. As a son, he cherishes his mother and hopes that she can live a good life.
Song Feixue naturally understood this. Nie Zheng had a father, so he naturally gave Ye Wanrong a double share of family affection.
Song Feixue also had red eyes, "What happened next?"
"Hey." Ye Wanrong sighed, "Later, Azheng carried me downstairs and took me to the hospital. He was only twelve years old that year."
Saying that, he patted Song Feixue's hand.
"Don't worry, I will take care of it with Azheng. You don't need to worry at all."
"Yeah. Thank you, auntie."
Song Feixue nodded. She naturally understood this, so she had been working hard to build a good relationship with Ye Wanrong.
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Nie Zheng, who left the Nie family's old house, did not go to Jinyuan, but went directly to the sea. He was in a bad mood and needed to relax alone.
However, Nie Zheng did not expect that three days later, when he returned to the shore, he received a call from his mother.
"Hello." Nie Zheng answered, "Mom."
"Azheng, I finally got through your phone call. I heard from Qingming that you went to sea?"
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded.
"Now that we're ashore, I'll come to my old house right away."
Nie Zheng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Nie Zheng got in the car and rushed to his old house. On the way there, Nie Zheng had already guessed that it would be because of the marriage.
However, he still underestimated his mother.
Entering from the entrance, I saw several groups of people, all of whom were unfamiliar faces and not servants of the old house.
Everyone smiled when they saw Nie Zheng: "Mr. Nie, congratulations."
Nie Zheng frowned, noncommittal, congratulations for what?
Walking inside, I saw Ye Wanrong and Song Feixue sitting side by side on the sofa, looking at the picture album in their hands.
Ye Wanrong smiled brightly.
"Feixue, I just wronged you. We, Zheng, are getting married for the second time."
Song Feixue looked shy, "Auntie, what did you say? I don't mind."
"Haha." Ye Wanrong laughed, "But it doesn't matter. Which man hasn't clicked it? Besides, Azheng and Feng Xiaoxiao didn't have a wedding. In the eyes of outsiders, you are the first Mrs. Nie."
Song Feixue pursed her lips, smiled and nodded. "Yes."
Seeing their happy faces, Nie Zheng was completely confused.
Ye Wanrong raised her head and saw him, "Zheng, you're back. Sit down quickly. Come over and see what kind of wallpaper you like? And the curtains?"
Nie Zheng frowned, what is all this?
"besides……"
Ye Wanrong thought of something, frowned and said, "The new house in the old house needs to be replaced with these, and Jinyuan also needs to be replaced. Otherwise, how can Fei Xue live there if she marries her?"
Nie Zheng raised his hand and interrupted his mother.
"Mom, excuse me...I have no plans to change the wallpaper."
"ah?"
Ye Wanrong was stunned and shook her head.
"Where are the newlyweds who don't change the wallpaper? Do you find it troublesome? It's okay. I will take care of all these things. You and Fei Xue are both busy, and Mom understands..."
"no."
Nie Zheng frowned and shook his head again.
"Mom, I said that day, there is no way for me to marry Feixue."
"!" Song Feixue was stunned and her face froze.
Ye Wanrong was also stunned and stared at her son, "What nonsense are you talking about? Fei Xue is here. If you say this, isn't it ungrateful?"
Nie Zheng sighed, "Mom, Fei Xue, I have no feelings for Fei Xue, so do I still want to get married?"
Song Feixue looked pale and lowered her head without speaking. At this time, Ye Wanrong naturally stood up for her.
"What kind of love between men and women?"
Sure enough, Ye Wanrong retorted.
"Isn't that what happens between men and women? Once you get married, you live the same life."
"Really?" Nie Zheng sneered lightly and raised his eyes, "Mom, how are you and Nie Hongxin living in this life?"
"!"
Ye Wanrong was startled and stunned.
That's right, she and Nie Hongxin were originally married to two families, a marriage brokered by the elders. It is said that Nie Hongxin did not agree to marry Ye Wanrong before the marriage.
However, because Ye Wanrong liked Nie Hongxin so much, the Ye family relied on their position in the business world to force Nie Hongxin to marry Ye Wanrong.
As a result, after marriage, it became like this.
This matter has always been a thorn in Ye Wanrong's heart. It hurts even if she doesn't move. But now, her own son brought it out to refute her.
For a moment, the flesh and blood were mixed together.
"Azheng."
Ye Wanrong covered her heart and the color on her lips faded.
"Is this how you attack your own mother?"
"Mom." Nie Zheng saw that his mother was sad, but he was not without guilt. "My son just wants to tell you that a marriage without feelings..."
"Why don't you have any feelings?"
Ye Wanrong suddenly roared, her eyes red.
"What do you know? I know better than anyone whether your father and I have feelings for each other! He loves me! He doesn't care about any of the goblins outside! It's just "clothes" that he changes every now and then! I'm the only one who's still Mrs. Nie
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Why.
Nie Zheng didn't want to refute that his mother, Mrs. Nie, was just a false name.
He looked at Song Feixue and said, "Feixue, I'm doing it for your own good. I don't want you to spend your whole life with someone who doesn't have you in his heart. So, please convince my mother that this matter... should not make trouble again."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
"Azheng..."
Song Feixue murmured and pulled Ye Wanrong.
"Auntie, what should I do?"
She couldn't just let it go. She had waited so hard for this day. This was her only chance.
"Not afraid..."
Ye Wanrong looked pale and nodded.
"There must be a way, there must be a way."
As for the method, Song Feixue soon knew it, and so did Nie Zheng.