"Mommy, do you think I understand now?"
"Mm. Of course, my darling is the most sensible."
"Mommy, do you feel pressured to take me with you?"
Finally, finally, finally …
After He Mei Xin answered a series of questions, she caught a whiff of conspiracy.
"He Yi Meng, just say what you want to say."
"Let me go see my father." Stealthily glancing at She Meimeng"s confused expression, She Yimeng took a deep breath and said.
When She Meixin heard this, she felt as though her brain had exploded, causing her entire being to faint from the impact.
"You … You... You want to abandon Mommy, don"t you? " As he said this, tears, snot, ah, no, snot was She Yimeng"s specialty. Her eyes reddened, and with a pinch of her nose, she looked like a pitiful, motherly child.
"Ms. Zhao, don"t think that every time you use this move, you will be able to suppress my desire to find Father. You have no right to do so. If you don"t believe in your own daughter and think I"m going to abandon you, then even if you don"t let me go to Dad now, I"ll go to him when I grow up. Accept the reality and let me meet him. " She Yimeng did not mind He Mei"s tears. She "earnestly" persuaded her, but the meaning was clear. Some things could not be avoided in the beginning, and what was to come always came back. Escaping could not solve problems, and there was barely any happiness.
"Darling, you"re right. Mommy shouldn"t be so selfish as to keep you by Mommy"s side. You have the right to pursue your own happiness. I"ll ask around for information about your dad"s place tomorrow. If you want, just let him be." As He Meixin spoke, she started to cry. It didn"t seem like she was faking it anymore.
"Mommy, I"m hungry." This was an unhappy topic, and She Yimeng swore that she would never again be so stupid as to hope that her precious mother would allow her to see her father again.
"My darling, we"re almost home. Mommy is good at cooking for you." Finally, when the topic came to an end, He Meixin revealed a benevolent smile.
Once again, she was very good at cooking, causing He Yi Meng"s heart to tremble …
April was the best season in Y City. The flowers bloomed in spring and everywhere was in full bloom.
In the mansion of the Huo family.
It was lunchtime. Xu Lan and Tang Yingyue were sitting in the dining hall, eating.
Tang Yingyue looked at the table full of delicacies, but didn"t have the slightest bit of appet.i.te. All she could do was sigh.
"Auntie, are you thinking about Jian-ge again?" Xu Lan saw through Tang Yingyue"s thoughts with a glance and asked.
"It"s been over a month since I"ve been home for dinner. "Ever since he moved out, the number of times he returned home has been decreasing. So has your uncle, and he doesn"t go home often. It"s just the two of us in this house, it"s too lonely …" Tang Yingyue swirled the spoon in her hand, her tone tinged with grief.
"That"s right, Brother Jiabao is too outrageous. He won"t come back to visit you." "If you think that way, then he doesn"t want you either …" But after he moved away three years ago, he seemed to have found a reason not to return home. At first, he even came back for a meal a week, and then, half a month, a month, and now, not coming back for a month at all, it really worried her to death.
"It"s fine if he doesn"t want me, but at least find a lady and get married. Give me a grandson and leave him by my side to accompany me." "Look at how old he is this year, not even finding a proper girlfriend. I really wonder what he wants to do, to be single for his entire life?" Tang Yingyue was even more depressed when she recalled that Huo Jiu"s life wasn"t over yet.
Saying this, she looked at Xu Lan, "Speaking of which, Xu Feng, the reason that Jiu Gui isn"t getting married, is because he has an unruly temper. If he hasn"t had enough fun, then what"s the matter with you? Your aunt has introduced so many boys to you, but you don"t like any of them? "
"Aunt, I …" I have someone in my heart. " Xu Lan raised her eyes and stole a glance at her before speaking with a slightly bashful expression.
"Someone"s here? Who is it? How come I didn"t know? " Tang Yingyue asked.
However, Xu Lan hung her head, unwilling to say who the person in her heart was.
When Tang Yingyue saw this, she simply put down the spoon in her hand and raised her head to look at Xu Feng with a serious expression, "Xu Lan, tell me, is the person you like your brother Bao?"