"What are you talking about?" Yue Fenghua said angrily, "Your brother and your sister, I have arranged marriages that are most suitable for them. What's wrong? This is your life. After you are born, you will be yours."
You just can’t make your own decisions about your marriage!”
Song Huaiqian secretly took a deep breath and said, "Mom, I don't want to quarrel with you. I just want to find someone I love and marry her."
"No!" Yue Fenghua said domineeringly: "Aqian, look at the wealthy families around you, how many of them found their children by themselves? They are all marriages arranged by the family! Yes, I know you are going to say Jing Han, but you
First see what Jing Han's parents are like before you speak."
Song Huaiqian snorted and leaned on the sofa, no longer arguing. He knew that if he continued to argue with his mother, the final result would still be an unhappy ending, and he would not be able to explain what he wanted to discuss.
Come two or three.
"Aqian, I've always been like this since I was a child. If you don't depend on you for anything, you'll be unhappy. It hasn't changed at all as I grow up."
Yue Fenghua also restrained his sharpness, and said to him with reason and emotion: "Aqian, you are bound to have a lot of helplessness when you are born in the Song family. This cannot be changed. Your father and I discussed it that day
, I plan to give the company to you in a few years. Your eldest brother is not capable, and your sister is a married woman, let alone. Your brother and your sister have agreed to this matter, no problem. So Aqian
, your future wife must be able to help you and the Song family!"
"You all agreed on what concerns me, but you didn't tell me the person involved, right?" Song Huaiqian asked funny.
Yue Fenghua turned a deaf ear to his question and continued: "Why do I like Lu Nan so much? Her family's status and background are quite powerful, and they can speak in the imperial capital. You also know that in the past few years, your grandfather, uncle and the others,
It has been getting worse every year. If something really happens, I may not be able to help you! Besides, Lu Nan has a business mind and knowledge and will provide you with many different insights. In the business field, she can give you a lot of help.
You’re a great help. Isn’t this the best of both worlds?”
"Mom, our family is not in ruins. We don't need to rely on a woman to fill our sense of security." Song Huaiqian said firmly.
Yue Fenghua said: "Yes, with Lu Nan, we have an extra guarantee. No, our Song family is also very good. But why don't we want this guarantee? She has such good conditions. How can she wrong you by marrying you?"
"Mom, if I don't like her, I will feel wronged!" Song Huaiqian said seriously: "Also, Mom, I will not inherit the company. Whether you give it to the eldest brother or to the sister, I don't have it.
As long as you don’t give your opinion to me!”
"Pa!" Yue Fenghua slapped the coffee table with his palm, his face turned ugly, and he shouted angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about? What did your father and I do to make you feel sorry for you?
Treat us like this? Aren't you a descendant of the Song family? Do you want to watch the Song family's century-old foundation be destroyed in our hands and ruined in your hands? You told me that you don't want to inherit? Do you still want to be treated like a little bastard like you?
Lawyer? You really let me down!"
Song Huaiqian listened to his mother's scolding indifferently, without any disturbance in his heart.
Yue Fenghua was really angry, so he hit Song Huaiqian hard several times and walked away angrily.
The door slammed shut, and Song Huaiqian let out a heavy breath as if he was relieved. This reaction has been a habit he has developed since he was a child. Every time Yue Fenghua slammed the door and walked out, he would do this action.
"Inherit the company? Haha." He said to himself, stood up and stood in front of the French window, watching his mother's car drive away.
He closed the curtains, turned off the lights, and returned to Han Meiya's home.
"Come back so soon?" Han Meiya asked while lying on the sofa.
"Well, after we've finished talking about the matter, we're leaving." Song Huaiqian sat over and said.
"Didn't you enjoy the conversation?" Han Meiya asked tentatively, seeing that his expression was not good.
Song Huaiqian smiled bitterly, revealing infinite sadness, "When my mother and I don't have a pleasant conversation, she wants everyone to listen to her every time she talks. This is not a conversation at all."
"So, we broke up on bad terms?"
"Yes, we parted on bad terms."
Song Huaiqian stood up and said, "I'll clean up the restaurant and wash some fruits for you."
"Don't be too unhappy." Han Meiya shouted at his back.
Seeing him go to the kitchen, Han Meiya looked away, feeling a little mixed in her heart.
The next morning, the hourly worker hired by Song Huaiqian came to work.
"Sister Wang, please prepare breakfast first. There is no one at home during the day. After we leave, you can do a good job and then you can leave." Song Huaiqian ordered.
"Yes, sir." Sister Wang agreed and went to the kitchen.
Song Huaiqian returned to the room and lay down lazily on the floor.
Han Meiya asked confusedly: "Is the hourly worker here?"
"Well, I'm making breakfast. It's time to get up."
"I have to go to work, so I don't need to hire anyone."
"The hygiene at home also needs to be cleaned. You can take a shower, and Sister Wang can help you."
"Hey, I don't need anyone to help me take a bath! Don't I want to lose face if I let her stand by and watch?" Han Meiya pulled the quilt up to cover her head and shouted loudly.
Song Huaiqian couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw his daughter's willful appearance.
He went over and gently pulled her quilt down, and said softly: "Take it off first, don't cover it until you get out of breath. Listen to me, you are taking a shower in the bathroom, there is water mist, and the floor is slippery.
What if you lose your footing and fall again? Sister Wang is in her fifties, so just treat her as your aunt and don't take it too seriously."
After he finished speaking, he pulled down the quilt with more force. Han Meiya pursed her lips into a thin line and looked at him with a slight frown.
"You said it lightly, I'm sorry it's not you anymore!"
"Then what do you think we should do? You don't agree with hiring someone, and I don't worry about you going into the bathroom by yourself. You love cleanliness so much, even if you sit on a stool with your legs wrapped in plastic wrap and take a shower every day without using a towel, you can bear it.
?”
Han Meiya bit her lower lip and said stubbornly: "Anyway, I won't agree to let her watch me take a shower!"
"They even help you take a bath."
"I don't want it anymore!"
Song Huaiqian sighed heavily, used his last trump card, and said seriously: "Then you don't want outsiders to watch you take a shower, okay, I'm not an outsider, can I help you wash it? I can give you a scrub."
When I put on the blindfold, I can’t see anything.”
"Get out of here!" Han Meiya became angry, grabbed the pillow beside her, and threw it at him.
Song Huaiqian dodged and said with a smile: "Look, do you want to use me? Or use Sister Wang?"
"Get out!" She picked up another pillow and flew out.
This shout frightened Monica, who was leaning beside the bed, to tremble.
Han Meiya immediately leaned down to comfort it and said, "Your dad is out of his mind. If you don't scold him, he won't know where he went wrong!"