Han’s family, in the study room on the second floor.
Han Xiangyang put his cell phone on the desk, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it, and took a deep breath of anxiety.
The swaths of smoke blurred his slightly vicissitudes of face.
I haven't had a good sleep these days and my mental state is very poor. Han Xiangyang lost five kilograms of meat.
His daughter's wedding was approaching, and he speculated countless times that when and where would Jingting arrest him?
unit?
Home?
On the main road?
Will he close the Internet immediately as soon as the wedding ends?
Or how many days will there be a grace period?
These questions lingered in his mind, putting him under a lot of pressure, and he couldn't escape. If he ran away now, he would be caught now and his daughter's wedding would be affected.
In fact, for Han Xiangyang, more freedom for one day is equivalent to more suffering, and this freedom is like a cage.
Maybe you can only sleep in prison.
In the kitchen downstairs, the chefs were busy, and Pei Ying ordered a few dishes that Mo Fan liked to eat.
"Madam, you are so careful. You don't need to ask your son-in-law what you like to eat. Just observe it and you will know his preference." Sister Mei praised.
Peiying smiled, "If you want to take care of our Jiamei for the rest of your life, you must pay more attention when eating. He absolutely loves these dishes, and you must make a little more portion."
"Yes, madam." Sister Mei said, "The kitchen is hot, I'll supervise you, go out for a break."
Peiying looked inside, "Thank you for your hard work, remember not to put ginger."
"Okay OK, I got it!"
When Peiying came to the living room, she saw Han Xiangyang coming down from the building, "Old Han, aren't you going to work today?" She thought he was leaving.
"I haven't been there these two days. Just Secretary Xiao will handle it if you have any questions."
"You are so relieved about him." Peiying pulled his arm and smelled the smoke and frowned. "Why are you smoking again? Aren't you not good at this?"
Without waiting for his answer, a white Maybach stopped in the yard.
"Jiamei is back." Han Xiangyang whispered.
Peiying turned her eyes and hurried to the living room door. She went to the yard and soon brought the young couple in.
Jiamei and Mo Fan smiled happily and greeted their elders after entering the door.
"From the time to go home for dinner when you have time," Peiying was particularly happy to serve them. "Anyway, we are not far away. We only have one daughter, Jiamei, and we will not feel that the married daughter is like splashed water. She has been treasured since childhood and has grown up.
, so is it when you get married!”
"Okay, mom." Jiamei agreed.
"Hey, where did your bracelet come from? It looks so good!" Peiying's sharp eyes, and she pulled her daughter's hand, "It's been a few years, can't I just bought it, right?"
"This is given to me by Mo Fan's mother. Grandma Mo Fan gave to Mo Fan's mother 30 years ago. Mo Mo's mother has been wearing it."
"Oh~" She understood, the family heirloom bracelet, the marriage was recognized before it was even married.
Peiying was filled with joy. When her eyes fell on Mo Fan, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "I didn't prepare any gifts for Mo Fan..."
"Auntie, no need!" Mo Fan had a high EQ. He hugged the girl's shoulders and said in a gentle voice. "Jiamei is the best gift! Thank you for giving birth to her and raising her, I am very grateful!"
Then he looked at Han Xiangyang again, "Please don't worry uncle and aunt. I will definitely not let Jiamei down. I will treat her sincerely. No matter what happens, I will stand firmly on her side and use my life to protect her!"
Peiying was moved when he heard this. When Han Xiangyang's eyes gathered with Mo Fan, he actually felt ache in his heart.