Cheng Qiao just looks at his son and doesn't make a sound. Wooden face is cold and serious. "What you miss is happiness. You've delayed yourself. If you chose to go back to my grandfather's house with me, and the wooden house is clean, now you may have found another man who loves you. You don't have to stay in an empty room alone. You don't have to go to the places you don't like. You can live your life in the way you like I'm not sure I'll have a younger brother or sister now. "
"I will be a good big brother even if I am a half brother."
Cheng Qiao raised his hand to cover his face, tears rolled down all the time, silently sobbing, "don't talk about it, wooden face."
Wooden face cruelly pulls down Cheng Qiao's hand, "I will ask you if you regret?"
"Kimono, what's the point of asking me now?" Cheng Qiao lost his voice.
"It doesn't make sense. If you want to find a suitable person to live with, it's OK."
"Wooden appearance." Cheng Qiao looks at his son in shock, looking like a ghost.
"Don't be so surprised. This is your last chance. You are 42 years old, not too late. But when you are 50, it's really late."
"Don't you envy the couples you see tonight?"
Cheng Qiao still hasn't answered, and Murong says, "you don't envy me. I envy such a family. I hope to have such parents. They are all loving husband and wife for a lifetime. Just look at their eyes and you will feel the same."
"Other people can do this, why can't you do this, you have to hang on a tree, do you think it's meaningful to stay in such a family? Happiness is won by oneself, not waiting for it to come to you. "
Meaning, how can Cheng Qiao not think about this problem? It's all in this part. She's rotten.
Her biggest wish now is that she can't make the man happy with everything.
That's all.
"I know what you're thinking. Do you think I haven't planned for so many years? I'll get the inheritance right of the wood family. I don't need your help. "
"What, do you really think so?" Cheng Qiao stands up excitedly. Unexpectedly, he bumps his head in the car and covers his head with pain.
Looking at the mother with red and swollen eyes, the face of the wood is finally a showdown. "Everything in the wood family belongs to me. I am not so noble, and I will give it up."
"That's right. Our mother and son will make concerted efforts to achieve what they want."
"No, you quit, I will."
Cheng Qiao blinks, some don't understand looking at wood face, "son, what do you mean?"
"On the surface, it's up to me to solve the problem. Let go." Cheng Qiao was stunned for a few seconds. "Son, how can you do alone? How many years have you been away from home? How many years have you not visited the elders of the family? How can you manage a lot of interpersonal relationships? I am the only one who can do this. Otherwise, I have to face up to you. Isn't it because of my efforts over the years?"
"Although the wood family is a rich and noble family, it has a strong feudal ideology. I won more than half of the game just because I am the first son of the wood family. I know what kind of people my two younger brothers are. They are mindless waste. If I want to fight, it's easy."
"If they want to live long, they should make the wisest choice."
Cheng Qiao has no doubt about his son's ability.
My son can start from scratch in a city in just a few years, which is much better than the waste of those two women who can only eat, drink, play and sleep.
But whoever has longer eyes knows who is in charge of the family business.
But to let her give up completely, she can't do it.
After so many years of being used to that life and making her change, she really didn't know what to do next.
"Mom knows you have the ability, but don't isolate mom. You don't let mom do anything. What can mom do next? Mom can't sleep when she's full every day. Eat when she's full."
Wooden face is speechless, he said so clearly, her mother didn't understand, "there are so many things you can do, you can find someone to fall in love with, get married when it's right, while young, you can have another child, and other things don't follow you."
Cheng Qiao looks at Mu Rong incredulously, but she doesn't expect that such words are said from her son's mouth, but she has to remind him of the fact, "son, have you forgotten, I haven't divorced your father yet, I'm a married woman, where can I fall in love?"
"Divorce is so simple. I will ask the company to draft a divorce agreement and send it back to the old guy some other day."
Divorce agreement.
Cheng Qiao only thinks the mood is very complicated. Do you really want to divorce that man?
"Murong, it's better to slow down. When you get the inheritance right of Murong, I'm saying that my divorce is not good for you at all."
"It may have been three or five years since I said so much. Do you understand?" There was a moment of weakness in the wooden face. He could not easily say so much, but he could not turn around to his mother.
"But your father doesn't necessarily agree to divorce? Can he agree to divorce at such a good age? "
"It's not something you should worry about. I'll fix it."
"But who am I in love with?"
"Tomorrow I'll arrange for you to have a blind date, and there will always be one who looks good."
A blind date.
Cheng Qiao really wants to cry. It's young people's business to meet each other. When she is so old, she goes to see each other. She can't be laughed off, and she goes under the title of a married woman.
"Son, I won't go."
"If you don't go back to Singapore, I don't have your place here." The merciless way.
"Son, I just came."
"These are not my considerations. If you don't listen to me, you can go back."
"Son, can we not have a blind date?"
"Can you find your own partner without dating?"
Somehow, Lin You's face flashed in Cheng Qiao's mind. Once Lu Nian said that Lin you was still single. He was such a man that she didn't hate at all.
Looking at his son's aggressive eyes, Cheng Qiao softened his voice. "I'll try. I think I can find it."
"Then you can find one in city A. after inheriting the family business, I will let all Mujia's industries go public, hire a professional team management company, and I will develop in city a in the future."
"You're not going back to Singapore?"
"No return."
Cheng Qiao sighed, "if you don't go back, you can't go back. I don't have any feelings for that place. Anyway, your grandparents have passed away. It's nothing to worry about. I'll be where you are, son. I won't be separated from you." "That's what you think."