"Of course my daughter is obedient. It's a pity that I only gave birth to one daughter. If I had given birth to more daughters, I would be happy now. I don't have to worry about the brat. It's all your fault. If you don't do your best, the first child will still be a son. The second child will still be a son." .”

Mrs. Ling complained that her husband only allowed her to have a son.

Only one daughter was born.

Ling's father: "..."

Whatever he says and does now is wrong.

"Listen to me, Changyu and Xiaoyi are in love with each other. I am also very satisfied with Mu Changyu, the prospective son-in-law. If you don't want to let your daughter get married, you can only be reluctant to do so. Don't let me unite with my two sons to cause destruction. If If my daughter breaks up with Chang Yu in the end, the three of you, father and son, will not come back."

Mrs. Ling warned her husband.

"Your daughter is almost twenty-five years old. Girls are different from boys. They age easily after puberty. You men are still as young as a flower when you are thirty. Girls are thirty years old and others call them scum."

"The Mu family has a good family tradition, brothers, uncles and nephews live in harmony, and the elders are also open-minded. Such a good husband's family is difficult to find even with a lantern. Looking at the entire Guangcheng, which family is better than the Mu family? Ask yourself, is the Mu family not Okay?"

Father Ling knew that his wife was very angry with his two sons, so he always followed his wife's words.

He said: "I just couldn't let go of my daughter, and I didn't really do anything to break up her and Mu Changyu. Do you think I did it? Zhihao only said bad things about Mu Changyu, but in fact he didn't. What have you done?”

"Okay, don't be so angry with your son. It's not our parents' turn to talk about this world."

"I also admit that the Mu family is very suitable for our daughter. With Xiao Yi's temperament, she needs a man like Mu Changyu to protect her. I am also very satisfied with Mu Changyu, but he is a father. , the daughter who has been holding it in her hands and caring for her since she was a child, is about to be taken away by others, including the flowerpot."

"You still don't want me to be reluctant to leave you."

Father Ling said, hugging his old wife's shoulders and coaxing softly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, maybe our son will be able to pick up a wife when he goes out today. Like Mu Changfeng, he went out to investigate. Even at the construction site, I could pick up a wife and come back, and now we are still in love with each other."

"This fate is coming, and nothing can stop it. If fate doesn't come, it's useless for you to worry about gray hair. Don't be angry, let's go, I'll go for a walk with you, relax, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. We don’t have to worry so much.”

Mrs. Ling glared at her husband and sighed again, "Do you think God will give him a wife? He doesn't want to find one, it's not that no one likes him. Alas, let's not talk about them. Children are debts, except for My daughter, those two boys are here to collect debts."

Ling Zhihao, who was driven away by his old mother's urging to get married, actually hadn't run very far yet.

He just escaped from the main house, hoping that his mother wouldn't chase him out and scold him, so he wouldn't have to run so fast.

"You always compare me with Mu Changyu. That bastard Mu Changyu chased my sister away and even caused me to be scolded to death by my mother. Mu Changyu, I must have had a grudge against you in my previous life."

Ling Zhihao scolded Mu Changyu as he walked towards his sports car parked outside.

After scolding his future brother-in-law so much, Ling Zhihao's mood improved.

He got into his sports car and drove it out for a ride to relieve his depression.

Although the weather is not good, it is very cool. It is not as hot as usual, so it is suitable for a ride.

When the servant saw that the eldest young master was about to go out, he quickly opened the door of the villa.

Ling Zhihao's sports car had just driven out of the villa when a red sports car came towards him. The woman in the car was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and had long hair that reached her waist.

The red sports car parked in front of his house, oh, no, it was in front of the house next door.

Because his house is not far from his neighbor's house, and his neighbor's car is parked in front of the villa, he can see it as soon as he goes out.

Ling Zhihao drove out at a slow speed, and the other party stopped slowly. Everyone was driving a convertible sports car, so he could see the woman's face clearly.

At first glance, I felt that the other person looked familiar. When the other person got off the bus, the familiarity became even stronger.

Maybe his eyes were too focused. After parking the car, the girl did not enter the villa immediately. Instead, she stood on the roadside and looked at him with a smile.

And took off his black sunglasses.

She was wearing a white women's shirt and black slim-fitting trousers, making her look elegant and exuding a smart and capable aura.

Ling Zhihao looked at it, and a pretty but stubborn face flashed through his mind. That face slowly overlapped with the face in front of him. When his car passed by the girl, he suddenly The ground stopped the car.

He shouted in disbelief: "Yang Mingfeng?"

The girl who has been secretly in love with him for many years.

The whole class knew that Yang Mingfeng had a crush on him, but he let it out in advance that he didn't like Yang Mingfeng. Even if Yang Mingfeng confessed, he would not accept it.

Therefore, when Yang Mingfeng was in school, even if Yang Mingfeng could not let go of him, every time the two of them passed face to face, he would have an expressionless face and an indifferent attitude, but he would pay attention to her out of the corner of his eye, while she would look at him deeply, Qing Qing. Her pretty face was full of stubbornness.

He was so in love that he never confessed it.

Because he said he would not accept her.

She was stubborn and never really confessed to him.

After graduation, they went their separate ways. He also told the monitor, who had the contact information of all the classmates, that he was not allowed to tell Yang Mingfeng his contact information.

Over the years, every time there was a class reunion, as long as Mu Changyu or Yang Mingfeng was around, he would not show up.

Of course, he and Mu Changyu were both busy and really didn't have time to attend class reunions.

Therefore, after graduation, he had lost the news of Yang Mingfeng. His classmates thought that he hated Yang Mingfeng and would not mention Yang Mingfeng in front of him, thinking that she was a taboo for him.

Ling Zhihao also thought that he hated Yang Mingfeng.

But over the years, Yang Mingfeng's stubborn and pretty face would flash through his mind from time to time.

"Ling Zhihao, long time no see."

Yang Mingfeng greeted with a smile.

After she received the call from Mu Changyu, she thought for a long time and finally applied to the company to transfer her job. She came to the branch in Guangcheng and was promoted to the general manager of the branch, so that she could be in the same city as Ling Zhihao.

She has liked the man in front of her since she was a girl, but now, she finds that she still can't let him go.

In the past few years, she has been busy working hard, and now she has a successful career. However, she is still single, and he is also single. Yang Mingfeng feels that Mu Changyu is right. Now that he is no longer a student, falling in love is normal. Will not affect learning.

She should have the courage to pursue it once, even if she loses, at least she tried and will not leave any regrets.

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