Ji Shangqing's words made Ji Lin's face black. He turned his head out of the window. As a father, his old feelings were exposed by his son on the spot, which was also a very humiliating and embarrassing thing.
Ji Lin has only one son, Ji Shangqing. The relationship between father and son has been neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor light since childhood. If it wasn't for a layer of blood relationship, I'm afraid that Ji Shangqing would stay away from his father.
Because he found that the characters he once wanted to get rid of were inherited to him little by little, ambition, persistence, and knowing that it was a fire pit, he still wanted to jump into it.
"Your mother has been gone for a few years. I think I'm good to her and do my father's duty to you." For a long time, Ji Lin sighed, with a touch of pain in his tone.
Ji Shangqing nodded: "yes, you are good to her, but you don't love her. You are good to me, because I am your only son and your inheritance!"
Ji Lin still heard the resentment in his son's tone. He laughed at himself: "I can only say that I was shocked. Before I married your mother, I once loved a woman deeply. Your mother married me voluntarily. I didn't force her. She even knew that there was another person in my heart."
"That's why I said my mother was stupid. She thought that you wouldn't love the woman you liked anymore after she died and that you would take pity on her, an honest wife. She was modest and tolerant all her life and waited stubbornly. But when she died, you were in prison and didn't even come to see her for the last time. You still owe her." Ji Shangqing's face at the moment, I don't know sadness and joy, as if I'm talking about something that has nothing to do with him. I've seen through it, seen it more, and found that sadness can also be numb, but so.
Ji Lin's heart flashed a little panic. He clenched his fist and his eyes flickered. It seemed that he had been exposed to the pain and promoted to the scar. His face was white and blue.
"That's why I want to take back the inheritance right and compensate you. You are my son and my pride. No one can replace you in my mind. Don't mention that again, OK?" Ji Lin's words revealed a strong father's love. He almost said to Ji Shangqing in a pleading voice.
Ji Shangqing nodded: "I didn't want to mention it. Anyway, I didn't mention it. The fruit is already like this."
"Then don't mention it. Don't mention it to anyone." Ji Lin saw that he promised himself, and his face eased up.
Season Shangqing's mouth raised a touch of unnoticed ridicule, and then speeded up.
Ji fell into a long silence. He looked out of the window at the strange scenery, strange streets, and his mind suddenly drifted to a far, far place.
He clearly remembers that Bai Zhenzhen knelt in front of him and begged him to let her go. The gun in his hand pulled the trigger, but he could not bear to erase the familiar and strange face from his memory.
Bai Zhenzhen made a lot of poisonous vows to heaven, begged him hard, repeatedly promised that he would swallow everything in his stomach, and would not say a word to outsiders.
His heart softened and he put down the gun. The girl with a similar face to Bai Zhenzhen would never kneel in front of him and beg him with tears. At that moment, he really hated Bai Zhenzhen. He wanted to tear her face off and not let her wear the face he loved and make such a low move.
At last, he gave Bai Zhenzhen a way to live. All this was in her face. The angel in his heart was dead. He naively thought that he could let go of Bai Zhenzhen and pretend that she was living in the world instead of the angel in his heart.
The former kindness has become the evidence of his greatest fear today. Ji Lin's eyebrows flashed a gloomy color. If he finds Bai Zhenzhen again, this time, he will never let her go or give her a chance to escape, because he doesn't want to see the face of the person he loves grow old.
Mu family!
Little Cheng Cheng was already two years and three months old. Her hair was tied into two pigtails, and her two big crystal-like eyes were blinking. She was extremely cute. Her chubby little face, small hands, and calves were white and tender. She could not be more beautiful. When she smiled, her two big eyes turned into crescents. She was so cute that she could make a tough man's heart soften into mud in the next second.
Little orange secretly climbed up. Beside her, Mu shiye was sleeping soundly. The little guy climbed out of bed. Then he saw a lot of fun things in the cabinet beside him. Two small hands went to get them. It was a lipstick.
Little orange blinked and struggled to climb to the bed. She sat directly beside Mu shiye. Two small meat hands were fighting with the lid of lipstick.
With a click, she actually opened it. She looked at the red color and her little face was very excited.
Because I can see Mommy dress herself up every day, little orange is smart enough to know what to do.
She took the lipstick and colored Mu shiye's thin lips. It was curved and curved, like she was painting. She was very happy.
After she finished painting her daddy's face, the little girl looked at his hand that was placed at the side. She began to grab her daddy's fingers and smeared them one by one.
After painting, she slid out of bed again. Her two small legs pattered to the end of the bed. Her two small meat hands grabbed Mu shiye's toes and began to paint again.
Mu shiye felt a little itchy on his feet, and he couldn't help kicking them.
"Wow!" In a moment, he couldn't stand still. He sat on the floor, opened his mouth, and burst into tears.
Mu shiye suddenly bounced up and ran to the end of the bed in a hurry. Did his daughter kick him out of bed?
"Daddy!" Little orange is still holding a lipstick in his hand. Seeing daddy get out of bed anxiously to hold her, little orange stops crying immediately. Then he reaches out his small hand and wants to paint on his face.
Mu shiye was horrified to find that his ten fingers had been painted red, and his toes were half painted. At the moment, the little guy was seriously painting on his handsome face.
Maureen, who heard the cry, quickly pushed the door in.
When she saw the moment of Mu shiye, she almost didn't laugh and cross the air.
"What the hell is this?" Mu shiye was so unbearable that he put his daughter on the bed directly, spread out his fingers, and twisted his face.
Maureen put one hand on his waist and laughed until he was about to die. Then he came over and hugged the frightened little orange: "well, little orange is making up for you. It's really good."
Mu shiye found that his sister was about to take a picture of him with her mobile phone. He was so scared that he ran to the bathroom.
"What a pity!" Maureen still laughs. She really wants to take a picture and share it with Luo Hening.
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