After hanging up the phone, Grandpa Sang turned around and walked out quickly, his steps were much lighter than before, "I'm going to the office to ask for leave."

Grandma Sang also hurried into the inner room, muttering, "I also have to prepare something..." At least add more betrothal gifts.

Zhaoyang County, after finishing the call with his grandparents, Sheng Zexi paid the money and left without hesitation. As for calling his father to announce the good news? Forget it. He was afraid that if he called him like that, the man would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Besides, the old man wouldn't miss him.

In fact, this time, Sheng Zexi was really wrong. His old man, no, to be precise, his father Sheng Xinhao was thinking about him.

In a three-story villa in a Beijing compound, Sheng Xinhao, dressed in casual clothes, was reading a newspaper in the living room.

He usually wears military uniform when working. Even though he was wearing casual clothes at this time, he still exuded a dignified and solemn aura. With his legs crossed and newspapers in his hands, the nannies who passed by walked lightly and dared not make any sound for fear of disturbing the husband.

Instead, a beautiful woman in cheongsam came out of the kitchen, holding two cups of tea. She sat down gracefully and placed one of the cups on the man's table.

"Honey, have some tea." The beautiful woman's voice was soft, gentle and pleasant.

The newspaper slowly closed, revealing the face of a man behind the newspaper. The man looked to be over 40 years old, with thick hair, deep facial features, and healthy wheat-colored skin. There seemed to be wrinkles between his eyebrows, as if they were often wrinkled, revealing his seriousness.

If Gu Jianing were here at this moment, he would see that Sheng Zexi and Sheng Xinhao have 50% similar facial features, except that Sheng Zexi is young, with a domineering and rebellious look in his eyes, while Sheng Xinhao, perhaps because he has been in a superior position for many years, is stern and difficult to approach in both his behavior and his eyes.

Even though Sheng Xinhao is old, he is still good-looking, and with his current status and position, there wouldn't have been so many girls coming to him when he was planning to remarry, and many of them were even virgins.

Fang Wanrong was one of them. At that time, she was the head of the art troupe and a rising singer.

In the end, Fang Wanrong, a widow, relied on her own means to successfully marry into the Sheng family with her daughter Fang Manping and became the wife of the high and mighty Sheng Xinhao. One year after her marriage, she successfully gave birth to a son, Sheng Zeyu, who is now 9 years old.

Sheng Xinhao put down the closed newspaper, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Fang Wanrong, who was standing by, talked about her son who was in primary school, saying that he had taken the first place in his grade in the exam again.

Sheng Xinhao was in a good mood today because he had a rare day off. When he heard his wife talking about their youngest son, he nodded, saying, "Ayu is a smart and sensible boy. You have educated him well."

Fang Wanrong smiled and replied, "No, it's our A-Yu who looks like his father. A-Yu got first place in the exam this time. I asked him what reward he wanted. What do you think he wanted, husband?"

Without waiting for her husband to answer, Fang Wanrong continued with a smile, "He asked for money because it was his father's birthday in a while and he wanted to save money to buy him a birthday present."

Sheng Xinhao's eyebrows slightly relaxed, and the satisfaction in his eyes became even brighter, "Ayu is a filial child."

When we talk about filial children, there are naturally unfilial children.

Sheng Xinhao's face darkened slightly, "Has that brat called me recently?"

Fang Wanrong naturally knew who the brat Sheng Xinhao was talking about. Her eyes flickered and she spoke vaguely, "I didn't answer the phone when I was at home, but if there should be someone else who answered it, maybe."

Sheng Xinhao snorted coldly and placed the teacup on the table with a bang, startling Fang Manping who had just come in.

Fang Manping was confused and looked at her mother.

Fang Wanrong gave her a soothing look and motioned for her to sit down.

Fang Manping glanced at her stepfather who seemed angry without leaving a trace, and sat down silently.

Sheng Xinhao saw his stepdaughter, but he ignored her even though he was angry.

"Don't cover up for him. I think he has rebelled and doesn't want this family anymore. If I had known, I shouldn't have let him join the army."

At this time, Fang Manping also realized that this was talking about Sheng Zexi.

"Don't mention my birthday. After a while, he might even forget who his father is." Thinking of his eldest son who always disobeyed him, Sheng Xinhao became furious and started coughing as he spoke.

Fang Wanrong hurried over to help him, and handed him the teacup so that he could have another sip of tea.

"Why are you so angry? You're just being angry and it's bad for your health." Fang Wanrong's beautiful face was full of worry.

Sheng Xinhao calmed down after drinking his tea, and patted his wife's hand to comfort her.

"By the way, I recently asked you to find a suitable partner for that brat. How's your search going?"

Although Fang Manping lowered her head to organize the things in the bag, she perked up her ears to listen to the conversation between her mother and stepfather.

Fang Wanrong looked a little hesitant, "I am looking for one, but you know Zexi's personality. He has offended many people in the compound before. It is not easy to find a marriage for him now. But don't worry, I will find one as soon as possible."

"However, you also know my identity. Zexi has always had opinions about me. I am afraid that Zexi will not like the person I find."

Sheng Xinhao also knew that his eldest son, who had always been smart and sensible, had changed since he remarried.

He became unruly and rebellious. Even the proud son of heaven, praised by everyone in the compound, turned into a gangster-like brat who looked down on his father, let alone his stepmother who had even stronger opinions about him.

Sheng Xinhao doesn't understand why Sheng Zexi is like this, is it because he remarried?

But Sang Yuwan died young, he was still young and in a high position, so it was reasonable for him to remarry. What was wrong with that? Besides, even if he didn't plan to remarry, the organization would introduce him to someone else.

Wanrong was a good person. After she married him, she not only gave him a son, but also said nice things to that brat and took care of him everywhere. Why didn't that brat appreciate it?

He and I almost fell out, and after joining the army, he didn't even go home during the holidays.

Sheng Xinhao calculated the time and realized that he hadn't seen anyone for more than half a year.

The last time I saw him was on Sang Yuwan’s memorial anniversary, when the boy came back to pay his respects.

But he left right after the worship, without even saying goodbye to his father.

Sheng Xinhao placed his hand on Fang Wanrong's and patted it gently to comfort her, "I'm sorry for putting you through this."

Fang Wanrong's eyes were red and she shook her head, "As long as you can understand me, I don't care how others misunderstand me."

Her words made Sheng Xinhao feel even more distressed, and he became even more dissatisfied with Sheng Zexi.

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, he was still his eldest son, and even now he still had high hopes for him.

In particular, he and Sang Yuwan had true feelings for each other in the beginning.

Maybe, after we get married, that boy's temper will change.