If it hadn't been for 'selfishness' back then, it wouldn't have caused the mother and son to leave.

You won't be under so much pressure.

"Sleep peacefully, Queen Mother."

Lift up the corners of the bed quilt and cover it tightly, leaving only the snow-white neck in the air.

"I'm going to start work. It won't be too late. Don't worry."

After saying that, Gongsheng turned around and left the master bedroom, closing the door behind him.

The sound of the TV disappeared, the cat's voice disappeared, there was a final "pop" sound, and the lights in the bathroom and living room were turned off.

The sound of final footsteps entering the next room and the sound of the door closing.

It was also at this time that Fei Yingli opened her eyes...

Looking sideways at the closed door...

He closed his eyes again and smiled.

"I don't blame you. Mom really thanks you, dear son."

Maybe you are the only one who supports me.

I only hope that this time, you can also save Xiaolan, so that she will no longer fail like me, a failed mother, and sacrifice her own possibilities for love.

Dear son.

The night falls into silence, and the sound of wind can be heard outside the window, as well as the sound of frantic typing on the keyboard in the next room. The rhythm is complete and never stops.

Many nights, Fei Yingli fell asleep listening to this sound.

.....

Suzuki House at the same time.

Ms. Sonoko Suzuki, who was driven back by Fei Yingli, was sitting in front of a computer that she hadn't used much since she bought it.

Search the Internet for what you want to know.

Or maybe I felt something was wrong while eating tonight.

"Sure enough, Gong Sheng also bought this property privately."

During dinner in the evening, Fei Yingli suddenly mentioned buying a house, and the house Fei Yingli now lives in was bought at a very low price.

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

One was the real estate issue Fei Yingli mentioned, which he bought for less than 10 million.

However, Yuanzi is clearly aware of the growth rate of real estate. The price of high-end apartments in commercial areas, with two bedrooms and one living room, is close to 100 million yuan.

So this part is not true.

Considering that her mother, Tomoko Suzuki, met Kousei Mori seven years ago, the Suzuki Group started formal cooperation with him. In the same year, the Suzuki Group began to contact Nakasu to launch overseas cooperation.

Suzuki Sonoko searched for a detailed list of regional house prices seven years ago and compared them with the prices above.

Seven years ago, the price of the concubine's house was 450 million neon coins.

"It seems that Uncle Kogoro's gambling debt is also being paid off by Kousei."

The second thing about money consumption is Fei Yingli's unintentional words, regarding Mouri Kogoro's gambling, if you lose some today, you can win it back tomorrow.

Xiaolan always explains it by saying she is lucky.

But after thinking carefully and rationally, and with the special factor of Kousei Mori in the middle, Suzuki Sonoko really felt that the matter was unreasonable.

Although two million is consumed from time to time, it is not much for the Suzuki family, and it may not be much for Kousei either.

Because group-level legal contracts are based on tens of millions of neon coins, if you can get an overall project, you can easily exceed the 100 million yuan commission fee.

If the Maori family burned a million dollars a day, it would take at least half a year to burn off Kousei's half-month commission fee.

"So Xiaolan's living expenses..."

There seems to be no suspense anymore...

From very early on, Kousei had already independently provided living expenses to support Mao Lilan's daily expenses.

"Haha, if you give me a brother like this, I will never get married!"

Covering his forehead with his hand, he leaned back on the computer chair.

That's a true comparison.

A comparison that can turn a group of kids of the same age into scum in an instant.

Suzuki Sonoko took a deep breath, picked up the mobile phone next to the table, and rummaged through the phone book casually, moving the cursor up and down between 'Moori Ran' and 'Moori Kousei'.

Call, not pressed.

The heart that was shaken to the point of turmoil could not calm down for a long time.

I kept wanting to call one of the two people, wanting to express my inner shock.

But at the last moment...

Put down the phone and showed a wry smile.

The emotions I want to express are also hidden and hidden deep in my heart.

“Unknowingly, I have already done so many things.”

Yuanzi looked back at the computer screen in front of him, seeing a pop-up window sent by Mao Lilan and the photos taken at the new house today.

"While you were playing, this child was already taking care of everything on his own."

Suddenly there was a voice from behind.

It's very soft, with a magnetism in its voice.

Suddenly frightened, Yuanzi hurriedly looked back. He was wearing a slim-fitting purple gauze pajamas, covering up his graceful appearance that appeared and disappeared.

"Mom, why are you walking without making any sound?!"

The person standing behind is none other than Tomoko Suzuki.

A chair was moved over, and Suzuki Tomoko sat on one side of the computer desk. In the dark room, there was only one desk lamp shining on her fair face, highlighting a beauty mark.

"I was too fascinated by your investigation of Mr. Young Master, so I didn't bother you anymore."

He looked at his daughter with a pleased smile.

Tomoko pinched Sonoko's little hand and gently pressed the hand muscles.

"Mother...did Kousei really do so many things?"

Still unbelievable...

No, it should be difficult to admit.

Once you admit everything about this boy, you deny everything about his peers.

Suzuki Sonoko has already met a group of people at the top of her age group. They are as smart as the Kudo family, as wealthy as the Suzuki family, and as powerful as the Hakuba family. She has seen them all.

But when comparing three people with one boy, they were all beaten badly.

The only advantage of the three directors is that their lives are better than this boy's.

The tone was full of deepness.

Until a pair of hands held Yuanzi's cheeks, her bangs had been lowered, and she carefully held her delicate cheeks, which were not inferior to any girl's.

Pupils that are as smart as a deer, and a nose that is as delicate as an elf...

"Are you feeling lost?"

Looking lovingly at her daughter's face, Tomoko used a pair of thumbs to slide the left and right corners of Sonoko's mouth.

An arc, a smile as bright as a crescent moon.

"No comparison."

He admitted his own unbearability, his own naivety, and his own cowardice.

For the first time, Suzuki Sonoko realized how small the world she was in and how small her vision was.

"It's not necessary. You are not Mr. Mouri. You are yourself. You are Sonoko Suzuki. My daughter, he has his advantages, but in the mother's heart, you are definitely no worse than him."

This is the confidence that belongs to Tomoko Suzuki.

The hand left her daughter's face and returned to its position.

"But I..."

"There is no such thing as a but. You are the heir to the Suzuki Group. You just need to use your own skills in the areas you are good at. You are no worse than anyone else!"

Looking at her daughter at this moment, Tomoko Suzuki felt happy from the bottom of her heart.

Start to understand others, start to recognize yourself, and truly give up your naive ideas.

"Mother, I..."
To be continued...