Songen picked up the kettle and poured two cups of tea, put one in front of Jiang Mohan, took the other one in his hand and took a sip. When he put the cup down, he opened his mouth, "When I was eight years old, my grandfather gave me a simulated pistol. I liked it very much. It became my favorite toy, but later I accidentally lost it and couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked for it. Until one day, I saw another child holding it and treat it as his beloved toy. From that moment I knew that I lost it and it would never come back. Even though I knew I could not come back, I learned to let go."

He looked up at Jiang Mohan, "Do you think I'm going to ask the kid who wants to come over or let go?"

Jiang Mohan looked indifferent, "If it were me, I would rather ask the gun, who would be in his hand."

"But I think if I lose it, I lose the qualification to have it. What do you think?"

Songen leaned over, “Why did I lose it?

That's because I don't have the ability to protect it, so it leaves me."

"How can you be sure that the person who picked it up wouldn't lose it?"

Jiang Mohan looked at him, "Mr. Muticha, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"How long did you have that gun?"

"Eight to twelve, four years."

“Four years?

If that gun has a soul and a feeling, how long does it take for it to forget its former master?"

Jiang Mohan looked at Song En, "Do you know how many years my ex-wife and I have known each other?"

Without waiting for Song En to ask, he said, "I am nine years old when I see her for the first time."

He did not forget the kind little girl who had once met one time.

Songen was silent.

Jiang Mohan had never whispered to anyone, no matter when, he had never asked anyone. At this moment, he wanted to say to Songen, "I don't know what kind of family you live in, Mr. Muticha, but I want to tell you that she taught me to love. You may not understand what kind of feeling it is."

Songen was no longer silent, "But you hurt her."

“So I want to make up.”

"But you thought, was that what she wanted?"

Songen stood up, "She will stay in China until her brother gets married. During this period, if she still loves you, or you can win her heart back, I will send her blessings, but if she still hasn't returned to you during this period, then I will try my best to fight for it."

After saying that, Songen left.

Jiang Mohan didn't move.

Zong Yanxi, who came home on the other side, was not sleeping yet, and was in the living room.

"So late?"

Qin Ya looked at her and asked.

"Sister went to meet a friend."

Before Zong Yanxi could speak, Shen Xinyao spoke.

Zong Yanxi walked over with a smile, "Everyone is not asleep yet."

"Come with me."

Zong Jinghao stood up and walked towards the study.

Zong Yanxi greeted them before following them. After entering the study, Zong Jinghao asked her to close the door.

"Dad, what do you want to say to me."

Zong Yanxi closed the door and walked over.

"Have you heard of the company Loda?"

Zong Jinghao sat at the desk and handed her a piece of information.

Zong Yanxi shook her head.

"You check the information first."

Zong Jinghao said.

Zong Yanxi looked at it roughly, "Is it a Thai company?"

"Um."

Zong Jinghao looked at his daughter, "When your brother got married, my mother and I will go back. I want you to stay by our side, so I have found you a job."

Zong Yanxi naturally wanted to stay with her parents so that she could take care of them. She nodded, "I'll go to this company."

She agreed without asking about any position.

"Do you have to ask me if you have nothing else?"

Zong Jinghao looked at his daughter.

Zong Yanxi walked around the desk, hugged his neck from behind, and acted coquettishly at his father, "Can you still cheat me?"

Zong Jinghao patted her hand. Even though he was a father, his daughter had grown up. She was not a child, so it didn't matter how she was educated. Now she is an adult and has experienced another marriage. There are many words that cannot be said bluntly.

But he believed that after this incident, she became mature.

"Your mom is in the house, go and spend time with her."

Zong Yanxi acted coquettishly, "Go with me."

"What are you afraid of if she won't beat you up?

I'm not afraid, do I want to go with you? I haven't seen me for a year and I don't miss me."

In front of her father, she will always be like a child who never grows up.

Zong Jinghao pretended to be serious, "You are so old, you are still like a child."

"Your child."

Zong Jinghao, "..." Then, the father and daughter entered the room together. Lin Xinyan was writing something. Zong Yanxi was naughty and made a swearing gesture to Zong Jinghao, then quietly walked behind Lin Xinyan and stretched out her head to see what she was writing.

As a mother-in-law, her son wants to prepare marriage for her future daughter-in-law. There are too many things, so she keeps a list so that she won’t forget it when she gets it.

"Yeah, so generous."
Chapter completed!