Putting aside the turbulent situation between the Xie brothers, time passed quietly.

More than half a month later, Mr. Xie, who had finally obtained the approval of his future daughter, thought of the three useless boys at home.

The main thing is that Yu'er agreed and was willing to have a meal with the two families.

After hearing what was said, Xie Zhong was as happy as a young man, and he didn't look at all like the calm and steady man in his 40s.

With the great vision of his lovely wife and daughter about to be born, the man who had not gone home for dinner for a long time set out on his journey home that night.

He arrived at the right time, and the three brothers were at home, having dinner.

After work, Xie Zhong rushed home to inform his children, and a rare smile appeared on his calm face.

Without waiting for the three to react, he told the children the good news in a light-hearted manner.

It was good news for him, but not so good news for the three children.

This is still tolerable, but the food on the table is tasteless.

Xie Huaijun, who was in his second year of high school, looked coldly at the smiling man in front of him. He was always indifferent to them.

He had very little time to accompany his brothers since they were young, and most of the time he would inform his secretary or housekeeper to handle any needs.

For this career-oriented father, it seems that being a successful businessman is more important to him than being a good father.

Even when he came back in a hurry, he was strict and demanding of his brothers.

It was not like now, when his stern eyes and eyebrows were filled with tenderness when he was talking about the mother and daughter.

It was obvious that those two people were strangers with no blood relationship with him, and the three brothers were his biological children.

Those who didn’t know would think that these three were the stepsons brought back by the woman from outside. The more they thought about it, the angrier they got.

Xie Huaijun was stuck in a dead end, stubborn and refusing to vent his anger.

"Your aunt said there's no need for a big event. Let's just have a meal together and get to know each other."

"Oh, right! My sister is younger than you, almost the same age as Huaijun. I'm worried that she'll be bullied."

"I've discussed it with your auntie and decided to transfer her to Huaijun's class after the summer vacation. When the time comes, Huaijun, as her brother, don't forget to take good care of your sister, and you too."

God damn sister!

How come he didn't know when his mother gave birth to his sister?

Xie Huaijun wanted to endure it, although his pride did not want him to admit it, but he had to admit it.

I have been afraid of my father's authority since I was a child.

With a successful and majestic father, no boy can escape the domination of patriarchy in his childhood, and Xie Huaijun is no exception.

But Xie Huaijun, who spoke up for his mother, had long forgotten his fear, or perhaps his fear was washed away by anger.

The teenager was like an angry calf, his breathing disordered, exhaling the anger that was pent up in his swollen chest.

The breath he exhaled from his nose was hot, his cheeks, which resembled his father, flushed red, and he stood up suddenly.

As if something pushed him, he raised his voice to confront his father who seemed to be in a good mood.

"Whoever wants to eat this meal can eat it, but I'm not going."

Xie Zhong, who was sitting at the center of the table, put down his chopsticks and looked over with raised eyebrows.

The third son was furious, with red cheeks and pupils.

The inexplicably majestic old father reminded me of the bulls in the bullring who were red-eyed in the fight, and they all had the same evil character.

I have three sons, and the eldest one is the least troublesome, so he is now training in the company.

The second son is also okay, he has his own career and pursuits.

As for my youngest son, he may have reached his middle school years. He feels uncomfortable if he doesn’t rebel a little every day.

The father and son were at loggerheads with each other. Looking at his father's unmoved expression, Xie Huaijun immediately broke down his defense.

"What are the three of us in your eyes? What is my dead mother? Are you worthy of my mother? Are you worthy of her?"

Xie Huaijun's aggrieved questioning as a child did not cause any disturbance in the eyes of adults who had experienced many ups and downs.

Xie Chong thought that he had done enough as a father.

More than a decade ago, the mother of three children fell seriously ill and died.

In order to ensure the healthy growth of his three brothers, he was busy with his career while taking care of his three children's studies and lives.

It’s not that no one introduced him to a girl. As a widower with a high net worth, his value has not depreciated at all even with three children.

Faced with the butterflies that flocked to him after hearing the news, he politely declined them all without exception.

More than ten years passed slowly, and the three children grew up.

He has now met a woman he likes, and she likes him too. They are in love with each other and are heading towards each other.

Their union did not violate any legal or moral red lines, so why couldn't they get married? Why?

"Xiao San, ask yourself how I, as a father, have treated you three brothers over the years."

"I'm busy with work, running back and forth every day, so I might not be able to be with you emotionally, but are you lacking anything in your material life?"

"If I stayed at home with you and didn't go out every day, where would you three brothers get all the food and supplies? Don't tell me your grandfather gave it to you. Use your dog brain."

"As for your mother, she and I were married through a family alliance, although we had no emotional foundation before we got married."

"But after getting married, I felt I had fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband, providing companionship, money, and emotional comfort."

"I've done everything a husband should do, and now it's been more than ten years since your mother passed away."

"To be frank, as a widow for many years, can't I find a wife to accompany me in my old age? What else can I do?"

The three brothers have seen and remembered their father's silent efforts over the years.

Everyone felt uncomfortable when they heard him say this in the living room.

At this time, the eldest son Xie Huaizhen hurriedly acted as a peacemaker.

"Huaijun, you know best how father treats us brothers. Why say such hurtful words? Apologize to father now."

Seeing that his father looked unhappy, Huai Ming also went up to the stubborn Huai Jun and whispered to him, asking him to give in to his father.

Xie Huaijun looked at his second brother who was chattering incessantly about betraying him, then turned to his eldest brother who was accusing him, and then looked at his father who looked disappointed.

He dislikes everyone and sticks his neck out stubbornly, feeling lonely as if the whole world is against him.

There was a flash of fragility in his eyes, and he fought hard to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

Xie Huaijun: "If you want me to acknowledge the mother and daughter, I'm going to say this now. Not only will I not open the door, I won't even open the window."

"Either they or I, or I or she, you guys figure it out."

He said that and rushed out the door without waiting for anyone to react.

Xie Zhong felt both angry and amused as he watched his youngest son running faster than a rabbit.

I feel that he is almost an adult but is more childish than a child. He is really difficult to deal with.

The battle between father and son in the Xie family has just ended, and Xie's father sent his stubborn youngest son away.

Turning to his only two sons in the family, he wanted to hold their ears and teach them by example.

I know I can’t take care of it if it runs too far, but the big and small ones are still right next to it.

Take this opportunity to teach them properly, so that no one will be embarrassed.