Xie Yan unconsciously tightened his grip on the chair with his wrists, turned his face away, and fixed his gaze on the pool in the yard.
She also knew to come back...
If he hadn't helped to raise those fat fish, the fat koi would have died with their bellies up in the air.
In front of the courtyard gate, Xie Ling and Xie Lin pushed each other, neither willing to be the first to enter.
"You are the elder brother, you go in first." Xie Ling bent his arms and lowered his posture very low.
Xie Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and said enthusiastically, "Sister, you should go home first. Dad hasn't seen you for a year, and you have changed a lot."
Xie Lin swallowed and said against his will, "Becoming...more beautiful."
"People who have been abroad and have had some foreign education are different!"
Xie Ling snorted in disdain and ignored him. The trouble with having parents who are too good-looking is that the family always has to choose who is the ugliest.
When they were in junior high school, they often teased each other for being the ugliest in the family.
After frequent quarrels, there was finally a result.
Xie Ling: "So you admit that you are the ugliest in the family?"
"Um."
Just be a clown today.
Xie Ling then comforted himself and nodded heavily. What's wrong with being the ugliest in the family?
Mr. Xie has been without his mother for more than a year. His mood has been unstable and he is busier than before at work.
Not only did he receive support secretly, but he also secretly wrote a proposal for the military development plan for his superiors. Since then, Old Xie has become more and more taciturn.
In general, Lao Xie has become stronger, and his father has completely become an insurmountable mountain.
He fears neither heaven nor earth.
But being in the same room with Lao Xie felt too oppressive.
What made him most panic was that he didn't bring his mother back...
Xie Yan walked over with his wrists behind his back, wearing a solemn black Zhongshan suit. There was a silver embroidered dragon floating faintly on the suit, and the overwhelming pressure was refreshing.
"What are you arguing about?" he asked calmly.
The calm and peaceful Phoenix Eyes once again saw the pair of grown-up children standing in front of them, and the feeling was completely different.
Dai Dai in the dream was about the same age as them.
These are his and Dede's children.
It's all over.
It's good to be back.
Xie Ling called out softly, "Dad."
The toes of her high heels poked at the hem of Xie Ling's military trousers.
Xie Ling's heart was beating like a drum, and he raised his eyelids slightly, pretending not to see it.
Xie Yan nodded slightly in response, glanced at his watch, pursed his thin lips, and said in a voice that was unrecognisable: "Does your mother want me to pick her up in the car in person?"
I am a mother of two children, both of whom are now adults!
Still has a childish temper.
Who abandoned him and ran away to a foreign country at leisure?
Never mind, there's nothing wrong with picking her up...
It's hot in the summer and your skin gets red from being sunburned on the road. Who would be so delicate and complain about the pain?
Xie Yan: "Xiao Wu, bring me the ink-painted parasol that you prepared."
Xiao Wu agreed with a smile and went to get it quickly. His military rank had been raised one level. This bet on seizing power internally had paid off. His son at home had also been arranged a good job. Xiao Wu was able to do his job with ease and was in a very good mood.
Xie Lin resisted the pressure and cleared his throat, and he could see clearly that his sister Xie Ling was getting scared.
"Dad, Mom didn't come back with us." Xie Lin said, and just as he was about to meet Xie Yan's eyes, he lowered his head again.
Old Xie’s aura is too strong. I can’t look him directly in the eye, or I’ll feel unreasonable fear.
Xie Yan held the umbrella handle with his fingers bent, his dark eyes like a dark pool. He brushed the dust off his sleeves and said nonchalantly, "Where is she?"
Xiao Wu already took the car keys and went to turn on the air conditioner.
Xie Ling suddenly said enthusiastically: "Mom... was at the Hilton Hotel, and she cried several times when she came back. Alas, she suffered a lot outside..."
Xie Yan touched the ring on his hand, frowned slightly, got into the car, and the car drove away briskly, leaving behind a barely visible cloud of dust.
Xie Lin pointed his thick and long finger at Xie Ling's forehead, raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, and his expression was meaningful. "Use your brain more when you speak! Is mom a person who can endure hardships? Who would believe you if you said that?"
"Dad is more cruel than before. Even when my second uncle came to plead for mercy, he still didn't let my second aunt and her family go."
Xie Ling stared at him with her round almond eyes, arguing with all her might, biting her lips until they turned red. She had so much to say, but she could only utter one sentence, "My mother told me to say it!"
"However, Dad is indeed more serious than before. When I first walked in and met him, I was so scared that I couldn't speak." Xie Ling was dressed in black and white urban white-collar clothes, and the childishness of a student was slowly fading away.
Xie Lin patted his sister on the back, his tone a little heavy: "Dad has to be serious in that position. His every move represents the entire..."
"Dad won't be serious with us. He's probably just mad at us for being useless!"
Xie Ling stepped on high heels, and chased Xie Lin flexibly, scolding him with a smile: "Brother! You want to say that I am useless, but why do you say that about yourself too?"
Xie Ling avoided her and sighed inwardly that the French fries and burgers eaten abroad were really nourishing and had made Xie Ling strong. It really hurt to beat her up.
"Sister, stop, stop, stop! There's a man who came to see you, the one who sent you home for dinner last time."
The strength in Xie Ling's hands gradually weakened. His wrists drooped, and his black hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.
…
Xue Qingdai was removing her makeup in the presidential suite. In order to make her cry look more pitiful, she deliberately put on a paler makeup.
As it turns out, Xie Yan might not want to see her.
It doesn’t matter. Even if it’s not easy to make a living in China, we still have industries abroad.
She was not idle when she was abroad. She couldn't get used to the sweet and salty dishes in foreign countries, so she opened a Chinese restaurant as her own canteen, and sold dumplings, fried noodles, and stir-fried vegetables as a sideline...
It simply restores the basic taste of domestic home-cooked dishes. Foreigners and overseas Chinese like to eat it very much. The business is booming and has gradually expanded, and three more stores have been opened.
Gradually, Daiwei Chinese Restaurant became well-known in the overseas study circle, and she indirectly got to know many second-generation rich students studying abroad. Xue Qingdai then began to help Xie Ling expand his circle of friends in China.
Some rich second-generations with lots of money have already said in advance that they will invest in Xie Ling's video software project.
These silly kids are good at eating, drinking and having fun. After they inexplicably became godmothers to many rich second-generations, Xue Qingdai's phone was always filled with messages.
Xue Qingdai opened her phone and heard a very impressive phone number calling her. In addition to the IP address at the beginning, there was a string of nines at the end.
Cell phone numbers aren't cheap.
She patted her skin slowly and applied the essence cream.
To make beauty permanent, it needs to be cared for over and over again. Xue Qingdai enjoys her career of care and maintenance.
That phone number kept calling again.
Xue Qingdai finally finished applying the care solution, did crystal manicure on her wrists, and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, who are you?" Her voice is naturally soft and sweet, a delicate and unrestrained quality that no one else can replicate, and the seductive ending is like a hook, making people want to hear it again.
A Hongqi car stopped in front of the Hilton Hotel. Xie Yan sat in the car, his right hand holding the phone trembling slightly. He opened the car window, revealing half of his face with deep features.
"It's me, Xie Yan."
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