Mo Shengjiang didn't answer, but his eyes were deep and dark, staring at Mo Liangyu.
Father and son's eyes met. Three seconds later, Mo Liangyu was defeated. "Dad, I know I did wrong before. You punished me too. It's almost enough for the fourth brother to keep me away for such a long time."
"Is that enough? What's the difference between the way you speak now and the way you used to be a fool? "
Mo Shengjiang can't see the appearance of Mo Liangyu.
He took a disappointed puff of his cigar and shook his head as he sighed.
Seeing this, Mo Liangyu forced his spirit up and explained in a deep voice, "Dad, I'm in a bad mood today, not for you.
In fact, I know you have a good intention. During this period, I worked hard outside and learned to be self reliant.
A lot of things I haven't experienced before. You're right. Without Mohism, I'm nothing.
If you are willing to let me come back, then I will definitely turn over a new leaf, learn to run the company well, and will not let you down any more.
But if you still think I'm not good enough, let me continue to exercise outside. I don't mind if I listen to you. "
Mo Shengjiang seldom heard Mo Liangyu open his heart to communicate with him, and he could not help feeling, "do you really understand my intention?"
Mo Liangyu nodded, "Dad, these days... I understand everything."
Seeing Mo Liangyu admit his mistake, Mo Shengjiang can't bear it.
With a big wave of his hand, he patted him heavily on the shoulder. "Let's not talk about the rest. It's almost new year's day. You can clean up and go to the cemetery with me to worship your mother tomorrow."
Mo Shengjiang didn't ask him to come back, but he didn't let him leave again.
But Mo Shengjiang didn't know that Mo Liangyu was so lost, not because he was driven out of his home, but because he went back to yingfeifei's hometown without a word.
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Time is like water. In the twinkling of an eye, every family welcomes the Spring Festival.
Ying Feifei, who has returned to his hometown in the east city, has not been as comfortable as he thought.
In the past three days, Mo Liangyu didn't take the initiative to contact her.
Not even a wechat!
The two of them stubbornly refused to contact each other, and seemed unwilling to be the first to bow.
After the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, Ying Feifei goes back to her small room.
Her original family is the most common family of three, and the place where she lives is just a small county.
A family of three lives in a two bedroom apartment of 60 square meters. Although the room is not big, it also carries all the best memories of her childhood.
Ying Feifei, like many girls, is constantly fed by her parents when she gets home.
For fear that she would work too hard and be aggrieved, almost all the food was sent to her during the Chinese New Year.
Now, at nine o'clock in the evening, the New Year party is still on TV.
Should Feifei interest to go back to the room, sitting in front of her desk, holding a mobile phone began to daze.
I don't know if Mo Liangyu had a good meal in his apartment alone
Ying Feifei can't bear the anxiety in her heart. She wants to send him a message of greeting and is afraid of being treated coldly by him.
In such a contradictory idea, the wechat page was opened and closed for several times, and finally she left her mobile phone aside.
At this time, Yingfu came in from the door with a plate of cherries.
See Ying Feifei lying in front of the desk figure, put the fruit tray on the table with a smile, "daughter, what do you think?"
"Dad, I didn't think about it!" Ying Feifei was surprised for a moment and quickly raised a smile to look at Ying Fu.
In the world of adults, they are no longer used to telling their parents their worries.
The so-called "reporting good news but not bad news" is just that I have learned to bear it by myself and don't want to add trouble to my family.