The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Cheng Xiaojia, whose thoughts were exposed, smiled.

But she quickly explained: "Sister Lin Yue, I just called Mr. Gu."

"The main thing is that Mrs. Jiang's appearance is really terrifying, just like those evil mothers-in-law in TV series."

"Obviously I'm here to cause trouble for you. I'm afraid you'll be bullied."

Lin Yue found Cheng Xiaojia's metaphor a bit funny.

But she was right. What Cheng Siqiong did was indeed no different from those evil mothers-in-law.

Moreover, Cheng Xiaojia probably thought that the person she was with was Gu Jin, and felt that there was someone behind her.

However, since Shen Xingyao wants to know his own dynamics, let him follow his wishes.

It’s not a big deal anyway.

He doesn't know anything about his real secret yet.

Lin Yue and her assistant were chatting and laughing in the office, while the Jiang family on the other side of the city was in stormy mode.

As soon as Jiang Yunheng walked into the living room, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa.

She picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before saying, "I knew you would come back."

Jiang Yunheng sat down opposite Cheng Siqiong: "Mom, you can ask me anything you want to know."

"There's no need to go to the company and work hard."

Jiang Yunheng's whole body now looked exhausted.

But Cheng Siqiong didn't seem to see it.

She looked at Jiang Yunheng and asked, "Let me ask you, will you tell the truth?"

"I called Jiang Ying before, and she promised to find out clearly for me."

"As it turns out, it wasn't Yang who was covering up her husband's assistant!"

"If you don't go and take a look for yourself, you won't know how many things you have hidden from me!"

Jiang Yunheng looked at his mother with a wry smile: "What can I hide from you?"

"You know all the shareholders of the company, and you also know the operation status of the project."

"I go to the company apartment between 2:00 and 1:00 every day. I only have work and no life."

"What else do you want from me?!"

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Yunheng's voice was choked with sobs.

Cheng Siqiong was unmoved. Her educational philosophy has always been to produce filial sons under the stick.

"Tell me honestly, is the person you like Lin Yue?"

Jiang Yunheng looked at the green plants in the garden outside Jiang's house, but his eyes were not focused. "Is it still meaningful?"

"She already has a boyfriend."

Seeing Jiang Yunheng's sad look, Cheng Siqiong was very sure that his son's sweetheart was Lin Yue.

She couldn't help but persuade her: "You don't have to be sad. People like her don't even know how many boyfriends they have."

"Let me make it clear to you first. A woman like her from a small family will never be able to enter our Jiang family!"

Listening to Cheng Siqiong's harsh words, Jiang Yunheng's relaxed brows wrinkled again: "Lin Yue is not this kind of person."

Cheng Siqiong sneered: "Yun Heng, my mother is already dozens of years old. Who hasn't seen her before?"

"I'm telling you, she's just pretending that she has a boyfriend so that you can let your guard down and take advantage of her."

"Believe it or not, if we let her be the young lady of the Jiang family, she will immediately pack her bags and live in our house!"

"That's how your father fell into the trap back then!"

Jiang Yunheng rubbed his brows tiredly.

Here we go again, every time we talk about similar topics, it’s inseparable from the part where we drag our father Jiang Yongming out to whip his corpse.

He didn't want to waste any more time on this topic, so he quickly interrupted his mother who was chattering.

"Okay, I will keep a distance from Lin Yue in the future."

"Except for daily work communication, there will be no other contact."

Cheng Siqiong didn't give up: "What if she takes advantage of work to get involved with you?"

"I think you should find an opportunity to fire her."

"It's just a woman anyway, nothing special."

Jiang Yunheng disagreed: "Lin Yue has made great contributions to the company. She negotiated Shen and Andre's projects."

Cheng Siqiong disagreed: "Without her, will Jiang's company still go bankrupt?"

Jiang Yunheng was really troubled by Cheng Siqiong's unreasonableness and stubbornness.

But he still patiently explained to her.

"Without Lin Yue, the company would not have collapsed."

"But with her, the company's business will be much smoother, and I won't be so stressed."

Cheng Siqiong seemed to be waiting for Jiang Yunheng's words.

"I told you before to meet the cripple from the Shen family."

"If you are with her and have Shen's help, all the business will come to you."

Jiang Yunheng looked at Cheng Siqiong with disappointment in his eyes.

It turns out that in my mother's heart, she is just a marriage tool.

However, he thinks too highly of himself. Although Shen Ruozhen has difficulty walking, she is definitely not a girl who is willing to give in to family marriage.

He had seen her paintings before, and even a layman like him could feel the freedom and vigorous vitality in them.

Jiang Yunheng thought for a long time and felt that it was necessary to have a serious talk with Cheng Siqiong.

He waited for Cheng Siqiong to finish the bird's nest porridge in his hand, then he said after careful consideration: "Mom, I will work hard to run the company well, you don't have to worry."

"As for emotional matters, I don't want to give in."

"I want to find a girl I like to spend the rest of my life with."

It was the first time Jiang Yunheng talked so seriously about feelings with his mother.

Cheng Siqiong looked at Jiang Yunheng, with a distressed look in his eyes for the first time.

"Yun Heng, if you were a child from an ordinary family, your mother would definitely respect your wishes."

"But you are not. You are the young master of the Jiang family and the heir to the Jiang family. Your status does not allow you to make any mistakes."

"It is our destiny to find a well-matched person to marry and take good care of the family business."

Jiang Yunheng held his knees with both hands, covered his face with both hands, and remained silent.

After a long time, he stood up. Without saying anything, he went out, started the car and left Jiang's house.

Cheng Siqiong sat quietly in the living room alone, looking out the window in trance.

Until a phone ringing brought him back from his thoughts.

Looking at the unfamiliar caller ID, Cheng Siqiong answered impatiently: "Who are you?"

There was a slightly hoarse voice on the other end of the phone: "Mrs. Jiang, it doesn't matter who I am, the point is, I have Lin Yue's handle."

"You should be interested, right?"

Cheng Siqiong did not answer. She thought of the painful expression on Jiang Yunheng's face just now.

But in the end, her desire to win overcame her concern for her son.

Nothing is more important than the dignity she has always defended.

"You tell me first."

There was a deep laughter on the other end of the phone: "I knew Mrs. Jiang would say that..."