After hearing the news, Miao yue'er pretends to be surprised, and her pupils stare so big that she doesn't relax for a while.
What?
Her mouth slightly open, a hand on the corner of the mouth, "how can this happen, it turned out that she pushed you, it was like this!"
Miao yue'er suddenly realized that there were waves in her face. "I said, how could you be so careless at that time? I thought it was an accident. How could it be her?"
The brow of business old son light Cu, "calculate, that all is the thing of the past, I also don't want to mention again, in a word, I definitely won't forgive her!"
Miao yue'er's mouth moved, "of course, how can she be so cruel? She doesn't love Shang Dongjin very much. She would do it."
The reason why she said this was that she hoped that Shang Dongjin could hear it. Maybe it was because of the emptiness in her heart that she was afraid of being doubted for no reason.
In fact, she knows everything, but when things happen to her, the balance in her heart will always be out of balance, will always be so selfish, bent on getting the fat in front of her.
Mr. Shang looked very disdainful. "She didn't know what love was, so I refused her from the beginning. Her mind was not simple!"
"Tianqing, you know, Dongjin is under a lot of pressure. He has lived with me since he was a child. I want him to relax wholeheartedly, so I found you!"
Mr. Shang may be old and willing to nag, but these words are also hidden in his heart.
"You are a simple and kind girl. I believe he will be very relaxed when he is with you. Things in the company will make him worry about himself. He needs a strong backing to let him relax. Don't be so nervous as in the company!"
Miao yue'er's heart is very bad, bursts of pain looming, but she still pretends nothing, so light.
She even responded in the tone of Qin Tianqing, "grandfather, don't worry, I will take good care of him, and I don't want him to be so nervous!"
Mr. Shang's mouth gently chuckled, "of course, I can't be more relieved to hand over my precious grandson to you!"
They two said a lot. Shang Dongjin came down from the study and just hung up the phone. It was all about work.
He looked at them as if they were talking very speculatively, and Miao yue'er had a smile on her mouth, as if they were both smiling the same way, with curved eyes and a smile on her mouth.
It's so simple and beautiful.
But
His heart was full of pain, but he didn't know who to talk to.
Shang Dongjin is slow for a moment. Looking at the girl's smile, he has an indescribable emotion in his heart. He is struggling and worried.
He slowly raised his feet and made a sound. When he looked back, he just saw his precious grandson.
So he waved to Shang Dongjin, "Dongjin, come here!" It seems that Mr. Shang has never been so happy. Now, he finally feels that he has never been so happy.
Seeing grandfather's happy smile, Shang Dongjin is really satisfied. He strides forward.
"Grandfather, you come to me!" He is always so respectful to you that he doesn't look at Miao Yueer any more.
Mr. Shang took Miao Yueer's hand, and the other hand took Shang Dongjin's arm. "Dongjin, it's sunny. I'm really happy that you two are getting married."
Shang Dongjin looked up at Miao Yueer, with a faint dodge in the dark eyes, "grandfather, you are happy!"
His face was heavy. He didn't seem to see any happiness. He didn't look like a bridegroom to be. Instead, he looked like a Shura in hell, with a face in mourning. He looked like a ghost, which made people feel terrible.
Maybe it was Mr. Shang who was immersed in the illusion of happiness, so he didn't find out in time.
After dinner, Mr. Shang left them here for the night, just like at the beginning. In order to make up for them, Mr. Shang always left them and let them share a room.
Miao yue'er goes back to the room alone. Shang's father calls Shang Dongjin aside. It seems that he has something important to tell him.
"Dong Jin, come with me. I have something to tell you. I've wanted to tell you about it for a long time."
Mr. Shang's attitude is very serious. He is not as enthusiastic as he was just now, but rather heavy.
Shang Dongjin's deep eyes narrowed, and then followed the old man behind, two people came to the study together.
His tall and straight body stood there, like a statue. His face was as calm as ashes, without any change.
Mr. Shang looks very heavy. He gently opens the drawer. In the impression of Shang Dongjin, Mr. Shang never allows others to touch this drawer.After he opened the drawer, he took and wrote a picture from the drawer, which was inlaid with a golden frame.
The photo above is a man, the man's handsome facial features, as well as the deep eyebrows, good-looking.
Mr. Shang's hand gently swept every corner of the photo, with a look of desolation, but more should be nostalgia and nostalgia.
He put the color picture on the table and looked up at Shang Dongjin.
However, when Shang Dongjin glanced at the photo, his eyebrows flashed quickly, but soon recovered calm.
Mr. Shang opened his mouth reluctantly, "Dongjin, you have to know some things. My body is not as good as before, so some things have to be explained to you!"
He frowned and looked down at the frame. "Look at the person in the frame. He's your real father!"
No matter what he said, Shang Dongjin's look is still so calm, because he already knew all the twists and turns in the middle.
But he also pretended to pick up the photo frame, and then eyebrow twist, "grandfather, is he my own father? I've never heard from you before! "