Seeing this invitation, Tong Pian suddenly realized.

"No wonder Licheng will be out of his wits. If he doesn't eat or drink, it's me who hurt him..."

Thinking that it was his own reason that made Tong Licheng what he is now, Tong Pianran repents.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone to Cheng Zhongda or Cheng Yan."

"What? Aunt Tong, did you go to them? " Ye Feng was surprised to hear this.

"That's right. I really wanted to find them. Originally, I wanted to resolve the grievances of the previous generation, but I didn't expect that Cheng Yan would be able to bravely make decisions for her own feelings when it comes to the present situation."

"But I didn't expect that it must be Cheng Zhongda's idea to force her to marry someone else. He hates me, so he wants to revenge me with my son's pain."

"Yes, it must be. It must be like this. No, I can't let his treachery succeed."

She grabs Ye Feng like a straw.

"Ye Feng, Auntie knows you are a good child. Please help Licheng."

Ye Feng a face of embarrassment: "aunt, chestnut so I love him very much, but the emotional problems, I really can't get involved, other things I will never stand by, but this matter, I advise you to see a little bit."

Tong Pianran released his hand and didn't speak any more.

"Auntie, otherwise I'll go up and persuade chestnut. Now he's really in pain. I'm sure he will accept it when the dust settles."

Tong Pianran a face disheartened nodded: "you go, you are his best friend, this time he also only listen to what you say."

Ye Feng goes upstairs and enters Tong Licheng's room. Tong Licheng's eyes are out of focus and staring at the ceiling in a daze. Ye Feng looks down at him.

"Hey, chestnut, let's ride a motorcycle."

Tong Licheng thought that he wanted to preach to himself, but he didn't expect that he suddenly came with such a strange sentence. Tong Licheng looked at him and didn't say anything.

"I said, let's ride a motorcycle, just like the dream of high school. We rode to Tibet. In those days, we were caught before we left the capital. Now it's different. No one will stop you and my dream any more."

"Get up, young man. Let me accompany you to accomplish the things you dream of."

Looking at Ye Feng's eager eyes, Tong Licheng smiles, and then he cries.

Ye Feng walked over and patted him crying in the quilt.

"Get up now, like a man."

Ye Feng doesn't know. Since they parted many years ago, Tong Licheng has lost his dream and never rode a motorcycle. When Ye Feng mentioned this long lost dream, Tong Licheng couldn't hold on.

Everyone is working hard to liberate themselves. What reason do they have to abandon themselves?

Two hours later, Tong Pianran watched Tong Licheng sweep away the two bowls of porridge. He was relieved to wipe his tears again.

She looks at Ye Feng gratefully. As expected, only Ye Feng can persuade her son.

"Mom, I want to go out with brother Feng for a while. You are at home alone and take good care of yourself." Tong Licheng after a full meal, red eyes on the mother said.

"Well, it's good to go out for a rest. Ye Feng, Licheng will give it to you."

Ye Feng a pair of bag on me, nodded to her: "aunt Tong, you can rest assured that I am here."

After Tong Pianran returns to his room, Tong Licheng takes Ye Feng to Tong's garage.

"I haven't touched a motorcycle for a long time. All the cars we used to ride in our school days are there."

Ye Feng can see that although the car in the corner has not been touched for a long time, it is still well maintained.

"It's the same with me. I haven't touched a motorcycle for a long time. Let's go. One by one. Let's go now."

Tong Licheng said: "now? Are you sure you don't have to go back and report to your sister-in-law? Besides, Yuanfeng has so many big projects now. Can you really go away? "

Ye Feng laughed: "Why are you so wordy? Don't worry. I have my own arrangements for the company's affairs."

While Tong Licheng is eating, Ye Feng sends a message to Chen Yurou, telling her that she will be away for a while. Let her go to the company to supervise for the time being. If you have any problems, talk to Wang Fan and Zhuo Hua.

Tong Licheng understands that it's a very risky thing to accompany Ye Feng to Tibet by bike. After all, the company can't do without him.

"Brother Feng, I've figured out a lot, otherwise I'd better go to Tibet by myself. You can manage Yuanfeng well, and don't delay the progress of the company's project because of me."

At this time, how can Ye Feng go so far alone.

"Don't worry, now for me, the work of the company is not important. You are not only my good friend, but also my close brother. Now I don't want anything, so I want to accompany you. OK, don't hesitate, let's go."Ye Feng chose a black BMW adv, which is an adventure motorcycle. It's very suitable for long-distance riding. Tong Licheng chose a black and yellow dl250, and they used the Tong manor one by one.

Although the upstairs with a lot of people, tongzhiran finally left a good picture.

The next day, Tong Pianran came to Cheng's house again. Cheng Zhongda frowned when he heard that she was coming again.

"Why is this woman here again? She's haunted. Go out and tell her I'm not here. Send her away."

As soon as Cheng Zhongda's voice falls, Tong Pianran rushes in.

"Well, you Cheng Zhongda, you've learned to be deaf."

Cheng Zhongda winked at the housekeeper, who immediately closed the door of the living room.

"What do you want to do, Tong Pian?"

She gave a cold hum: "hum, what do I want to do? I should ask you this. Why did Cheng Yan suddenly announce her marriage? Did you get in the way? "

Cheng Zhongda also sneered: "don't you think you're funny? What do you care if my daughter gets married or not? What's wrong with my decision to be a father and her life. "

"Cheng Zhongda, don't pretend to be confused. You know that Cheng Yan and Licheng really love each other. Don't you break them up to revenge me?"

"It's a joke. Do you see that they really love each other? It's always your son's obsession with my daughter. My daughter has never said that she likes your family Tong Licheng and Tong Pianran. Can you stop being sentimental? "