"Aunt LAN, I beg you. All the time, haoxuan has never asked you anything. Today, I beg you. Don't let me go abroad. I don't want to leave the imperial capital, and I don't want to leave Kexin. I know our appearance makes you feel bad. As long as you agree to let me stay with Kexin, I promise you that I will do what you want me to do, Aunt LAN, please Then Ling haoxuan knelt down directly.

"You..." Aunt LAN looks at the child he has been raising for more than 20 years. Now she kneels in front of him and prays for him to be with a man?

Pity the parents all over the world. Who doesn't want a house full of children and grandchildren? How about having a grandson in your old age? But why does the son want to be with Feng Kexin. What can we do.

Aunt LAN felt dizzy and could not exert herself, so she pressed the weight of her whole body on the table she was holding. Her face was gloomy and her heart was aching.

My son, in terms of appearance and working ability, is the object that Miss Qianjin wants to marry in the future. What a bright future he will have in the future? Why should he be destroyed by this wind?

"Mom, Feng Kexin has treated you. Why are you so prejudiced against him?" Ling haoxuan kneels to the ground. He doesn't know how red his knee is. He clenches his teeth, begging his mother to help him and respect his choice.

Is he wrong?

Is she wrong?

Since there is no mistake, why torture each other?

"Just because I'm with him, you're going to drive him away, aren't you?" Ling haoxuan looks at the old mother in front of him. The fishtail pattern in the corner of his eye reminds him that his mother is old and needs his care. Years of ruthless, in her face and hand engraved with a trace, she spared no effort to pull the brothers and sisters grow up, but now physically and mentally tired to watch his son kneel to the ground.

"Yes." Aunt LAN half bent over and cried.

"Mom, brother, you stop first." Ling MuQing goes to them and separates them. Leng Chenxi goes to Ling haoxuan and helps him up. But Ling haoxuan is stubborn and claims that if aunt LAN doesn't agree, he can't get up on his knees.

Looking at him, Leng Chenxi frowned and motioned Ling MuQing to let her come. When Ling MuQing received his eyes, she patted aunt Lan's back and said softly, "Mom, please calm down. I'll persuade my brother."

"Good." Aunt LAN waved to show her to go. She hoped that she could persuade him as a sister and let him go back.

"Brother, don't make trouble with your mother any more. She can't afford to be so old."

"Don't worry about Ling MuQing."

"Brother It's not easy for mom. Get up first. "

"You go and talk to mom, you don't have to talk to me." Ling haoxuan said he didn't want to continue to talk with Ling MuQing. Ling MuQing looked at his face, dark, even the eyes did not have the look of the past, it seems that a bit more bitterness and loss.

She sighed and retreated helplessly for fear of further embellishment.

"You..." When Aunt LAN sees Ling haoxuan's stubborn appearance, she suddenly falls down in a daze without catching up. This scares Ling MuQing and Ling haoxuan.

Ling haoxuan suddenly gets up, and a purple light flashes in his eyes. He looks at the dizzy mother in front of him, but he still mumbles something. His brow is locked more tightly.

Ling MuQing's face turned pale. Seeing her mother fall down like this, she was in a hurry. Leng Chenxi saw her mother-in-law's body suddenly couldn't bear to eat. She also helped Ling MuQing to help aunt LAN on the sofa.

Ling haoxuan, standing there without any action, suddenly felt at a loss. This is the first time in so many years that he saw his mother fall down like this, but he was indifferent. He just watched his sister and brother-in-law take care of his mother.

Ling MuQing walked to the toilet with a small step, took two towels and a washbasin, "here."

She handed the towel to linghaoxuan, but linghaoxuan didn't want to take it.

"Mom is so angry with you, brother, are you worth it for that man?" Seeing that Ling haoxuan is indifferent, Ling MuQing angrily throws a towel on him. His eyes are filled with discontent and anger. His mother is like this. He still has to guard his pride and self-esteem. Is there any special feeling?

Is it worth it? Ling haoxuan sneered coldly at himself and asked himself, he didn't know whether it was worth it or not.

He took the towel, approached aunt LAN, dipped in some water, and wiped her face. In the hazy consciousness, aunt LAN affectionately called the name of Ling haoxuan. That kind of tenderness is the common characteristic of all mothers.

Ling haoxuan wiped it and stopped. He couldn't bear to look at his mother's aging face. His eyes were in a trance. I closed my lips tightly, as if I was enduring something.

Gradually, aunt LAN lost her voice, took her blood pressure and returned to normal. Ling haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and returned the towel to Ling MuQing. He turned around and wanted to leave."Brother." Ling MuQing holds the towel and shouts Ling haoxuan. She wants him to stay. The last tone of prayer makes Ling haoxuan's heart move.

She wants to say that now her mother needs him and hopes that he can stop. But as his sister, she also knows that if her brother makes up his mind, he will not change. This is the last hope.

Ling haoxuan didn't say anything and didn't look back, so he went straight out.

Ling MuQing looked at his back gradually away, helplessly lowered his head. He turned and sighed at Leng Chenxi.

"Haoxuan, haoxuan." Aunt Lan's mouth kept shouting, more and more hasty, suddenly her eyes opened, saw himself lying on the sofa, then shouting to get up.

Hearing aunt Lan's voice, Leng Chenxi and Ling MuQing rush to ask what's wrong with aunt LAN. Aunt LAN shook her head and looked around as if she was looking for something.

When he looked at the whole place, he lowered his head and murmured, "just you, where's Ling haoxuan?"

"Brother he..." Ling MuQing wanted to say that Ling haoxuan couldn't come back after he left, but Leng Chenxi suddenly grabbed her arm and shook her head to indicate that she didn't want to say anything. Ling MuQing swallowed what she wanted to say.

"He's gone." Hearing Ling MuQing's words stagnated, she knew that maybe, Ling MuQing worried that her mother would be like that again, so she grasped her arm tightly.