Given that Qin Yuchi and Xi Muwei had already had a "honeymoon" trip in advance, Jiang Ruanruan couldn't help but consider her honeymoon trip plan with Li Boshen.

It’s almost winter vacation and the children are free.

While he was pregnant and could move, Jiang Ruanruan began to choose his destination.

Li Boshen agreed happily, mentioning that he had been working hard for the Li Group for so many years, and it was time to reward himself.

Of course, he said this on purpose in front of Li Zhengting.

After all, Li Zhengting threw the mess to him at the age of 40 and became a Xiaoyao Sanren freely, but he really looked down on his son.

Song Yuan also joined the discussion and mentioned some places suitable for parent-child travel.

Li Zhengting suddenly gave everyone a blow, "Ruan Ruan, I think it's a bit unsuitable at this time. After all, the situation on Jiang Guotao's side is still uncertain!"

Jiang Ruanruan was stunned for a moment, and finally thought of this person, and a faint bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

For more than ten years, Jiang Guotao has not paid any attention to her, as if she thought she was dead. Naturally, she would not have been used to considering this person now.

"I will continue to do acupuncture for him today, and go to the hospital for a checkup to see how the tumor develops." Jiang Ruan Ruan responded lightly.

Li Zhengting and Song Yuan both nodded.

Li Boshen comforted his wife, "No matter what, I will send him this last journey. This is also the case that we have done our best. If we go out for a trip, there are opportunities!"

"Okay, then the whole family will be together. If you have parents here, it will be easier for us to take care of the children!" Jiang Ruanruan looked at Song Yuan and smiled.

Song Yuan really didn't expect that she smiled flatteredly, then nodded, and simply replied: "Okay, then Zhengting and I will be responsible for helping you take care of the children."

In the afternoon of that day, Jiang Ruanruan and Li Boshen returned to the old house together.

I asked the servant and mentioned that Jiang Guotao's condition has been pretty good recently. He eats and sleeps regularly. He has stomachache attacks, but after taking the medicine, he can basically restrain himself.

When Jiang Ruanruan entered the room, she suddenly looked up and found that there was a large wedding photo on the wall.

It is a wedding photo of Jiang Guotao and his mother.

Obviously, the colors were very bright after being reprinted.

In the wedding photo, her mother's smile was so sweet and happy. At that time, she probably thought she was the happiest woman in the world.

But no one expected that a few years later, Jiang Guotao, who promised to live with her, betrayed everything viciously.

I cried, my tears were dry, my injuries, and my body was collapsed.

Looking at this photo for a long time, Jiang Ruanruan couldn't help but feel indignant again, and she turned around to look at Jiang Guotao.

Jiang Guotao's face was dull, his eyes were dazed, and he kept looking at the photos.

Immediately, my face looked painful, and tears surged in my eyes.

"Ruan Ruan, I was wrong, I was really wrong. The obsessed vain is ultimately empty. I'm sorry for your mother, I'm really sorry for her. I really want to die soon, come to her and kneel down with her.

Apologize!"

Jiang Guotao's emotions completely collapsed and he burst into tears.

Jiang Ruanruan heard this and felt a little harsh. She could only come out of the room first and planned to calm down her mood, otherwise she would be unable to treat Jiang Guotao.

The servants came over timidly and whispered to Jiang Ruan Ruan, "Mrs. Young Madam, your father has been crying every day for these days. He kept saying sorry to the wedding photos!"

When Jiang Ruanruan heard this, she sneered fiercely at the corner of her mouth, "Is that so? Just do your job well, don't pay attention!"

Only when death is about to come, I realize that I wake up and regret and apologize. What's the use?

Can mother's life be done again?
Chapter completed!