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"Lan Xingzhi, don't be so childish. You should treat a child this way."

One of the landlords didn't feel embarrassed at all. "Don't worry. Bronte has already gone to pick him up. I'll get the bodyguards out. They are free."

In the hotel.

Jim listened to his father's words, his eyes were not as red as words, and he asked for a long time: "Dad, why didn't you tell me the truth earlier, I'm not small." "Child, that's because your mother and I think that this truth doesn't hinder the fact that you are our son at all. You are grown up by your mother. For her, you are the same as her own daughter. Now there is something unexpected. I have to tell you the truth, otherwise, I would rather

you never know."

"How can I not be mommy's own child? We are so much like that. I am a designer like her. " "It's probably because you've been influenced by your mother since you were a child. Your mother has always been taking you and drawing pictures since you have memories. It's natural that you are affected. In fact, your biological mother is also an excellent doctor. We share the same aspiration. However, she has a heart disease inherited from her family and cannot have children. However, she likes her children very much. Despite my objection, she was pregnant with you. We had a glimmer of hope, but later failed. Your mother passed away. When you were still in your mother's stomach, we thought about your future, and wanted you to inherit our mantle.

unfortunately, your boy was not interested in medicine, but liked the design, which was a mistake. "

After Jim's silence for a long time, Bronte thought he hadn't figured it out, and then he advised: "no matter what choice your mommy makes, we should respect her. You have taken over the maternal love of other people for more than 20 years. It's time to give it back. We should be satisfied."

Jim red eyes, "Dad, I know how to do it. I don't dare mommy to make any decision. I'll accept it with a smile. I've inquired about Jiang man's past. It's really not good. Compared with her, I'm too lucky."

"It's the best you can think of it like that. Dad is proud of you." Bronte patted his son on the shoulder.

"But Dad, do you really give up Mommy?" Bronte sighed, "I'd like to give up. Your mommy should have her own life. This time, I think her condition is much better than before. Maybe staying in a city will help her condition." Although Nanxi hasn't told him the final answer, he can already guess the result.

When a family of three arrived at the hospital, it was more than eight o'clock in the evening. As soon as the little guy came in, he called out, "Grandpa and grandma, Yao Yao Yao has come to see you."

Listening to the soft and waxy voice of the little guy, Nanxi felt that his heart was about to melt. He waved, "Yao Yao, come to grandma."

Just a day did not see, Nanxi think Miss tight, holding the little guy kiss and kiss.

LAN Xingzhi also held the little guy in his arms and asked him about the funny things that happened in school today. The little guy told patiently, which made the two people in a good mood.

Jiang man thinks that little guy's temperament is really talking to people and ghosts. He's more tactful than Lu Ming.

She doesn't have to worry about his socializing in the future.

"Manman, help your mother pack up. We are ready to leave the hospital." Lanxingzhi is suddenly facing the riverside road.

Jiang man was surprised and said, "is it OK for the doctor to leave the hospital so soon?" Isn't it serious?

"Don't worry. I asked the doctor specially. The doctor said that your mother's condition is very stable. It's good to go home and take care of her slowly. There's no need to stay in the hospital. The hospital can't provide any substantive treatment."

"OK, let's go to our house. There are many rooms in our house. It's never been so busy." Lu Ming always speaks when he should.

"A Ming, will you be disturbed?"

"What's your mother's saying? It's our honor that you and dad can go to our place. We welcome you very much. How can we be afraid of disturbing you? Manman has never lived with his parents." Lu Ming said with a smile.

Jiang man glances at Lu Ming and he is right. This is what she yearns for most. She wants to live with her parents.

There is a man, even if she doesn't say it, can always know what she is thinking.

Know what she thinks, think what she cares.

Nanxi looked at the silent eyes of his daughter and son-in-law, and was more satisfied with Lu Ming. He replied, "that's it. I'll go to live with you for a while and wait until I find a good house."

As soon as Jiang man's eyes brightened, didn't his mother know that her father lived there and agreed so easily. Isn't the atmosphere between them weird in the morning?

No matter what, Jiang man is willing to, laughing: "Mom, I'll let Lu Ming make you soup."

"Well, I'll have a good taste of Amin's cooking and see if you are bragging."

As soon as Nanxi finished, he thought of Bronte and Jim. He looked at Lanxing hesitantly. "Lanxing, what about Bronte and Jim?"

I still think about the father and son. They are all adults. What are you worried about?

"Seven star hotels let them stay, but they can't be treated badly. Don't worry about these things. The house of man man and Lu Ming can't squeeze too many people. It's the only way to arrange it."

Nanxi is speechless. If you invite someone to go, it's impossible for them to go. What are you so excited about?

But she was very uneasy about lanxingzhi's style of doing things. This person sometimes did things out of tune, reminding: "lanxingzhi, you can take a little time, don't be too much."

"Don't worry, I have my own discretion."

Jiang man looks at their natural communication and thinks in silence whether she has missed anything and how she feels the relationship between her parents has been harmonious for a long time.

Lu Ming raises his eyebrows. It looks like this. It should be a talk.

Once back home, Jiang man and Lu Ming are busy cleaning up the house. They specially disinfect and clean the house. All the bedding is also taken out for disinfection. They are very attentive.

Lanxingzhi went to the study to deal with the work directly. The little guy, like a little master, made milk for grandma enthusiastically.

The whole family seems to have divided their work in advance, everything is going on in an orderly way.

Nanxi took Lu Yao's little hand. "Yao Yao, sit down and talk with grandma. Don't be busy. Grandma doesn't want to drink anything now."

"Grandma, this is the milk your little grandson made for you. You must appreciate your face. A glass of milk before going to bed will help you sleep." Lu Yao looks up at his small white face. It's impossible to refuse.

Looking at grandson's small eyes, Nanxi refused again. He took it directly and drank it at a draught.

"Thank you Yao Yao."

"Grandma likes it, but grandma, are you reconciled with Grandpa?" The little guy looks at Nanxi with the black and pure eyes of grapes.

Nanxi was stunned. He didn't know how to answer the question of his grandson, and couldn't bear to lie. So he touched his little head instead. "Why did Yao Yao ask that?"

"Because grandpa is in a good mood today. Listen, he sang a song in his study."

Nanxi listened patiently. Sure enough, the voice of Lanxing came out of it. She was familiar with the tune of the song. It was the movie they had seen when they were dating. The song of the ghost love.