The CEO's Wife and First Love

"Hongliang, you still have a child, a mother, and friends who love you. Especially the children have lost their mothers, but they still have their fathers. You can make the children lose their fathers." Lizhen carefully comforted Hongliang. He raised his head and looked at Lizhen, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I know I can't let my children lose their father again. But I really don't know how to face all this."

Lizhen gently held Hongliang's hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid. We will slowly get through this difficult period together. You still have me and the children. We will always support you."

Hongliang nodded gratefully, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart. He realized that for the sake of the children, he had to be strong.

Tingting's parents rushed over from the United States after hearing the bad news. When they heard Hongliang's story, they were indignant and said they would take revenge and seek justice for their daughter. "Mom and Dad, there's no need. The bad guy has been punished by the law and regulations and has been brought to justice," Hongliang comforted his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Mom and Dad blame me for not protecting Tingting well. I am sorry for you. You can beat me or scold me as you like." Hongliang was in great pain and immediately knelt in front of the two elders.

"Child, get up quickly. How can you be blamed for this? If you want to blame someone, blame our Tingting. We didn't take good care of her in the United States, which gave the bad guys an opportunity to take advantage of her. Fortunately, the bad guys have been punished. But my poor nephew and niece lost their father and mother at such a young age." The two old people burst into tears, it was so sad.

"Don't worry, Mom and Dad. I will never let you and Tingting down. I will take good care of the two children and train them to become successful people." After returning, he firmly assured his father-in-law and mother-in-law that he would take care of and train the children.

"Our child Tingting has left us. I want to take Huihui to the United States so that we can visit her when we miss our daughter. Is that okay?" My mother-in-law suggested taking Huihui to the United States.

"Well," Hongliang thought that Tingting's departure would be a great harm to the old man, and Huihui's presence there could make up for the old man's longing for him, so he immediately agreed to their request.

Tingting's funeral was very low-key. On that special day when Tingting was buried, the cemetery was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere.

The sky seemed to be tightly covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, like a huge gray curtain hanging down.

Wang Kun and Qiu Yan also came to see Ting Ting off for the last time

Fine rain threads fell like cow hair, gently wetting the earth and soaking people's hearts.

He Hongliang and the other people present were in an extremely depressed mood, as if the whole world had lost its color and vitality.

The gloomy sky was like the haze deep in their hearts, which made them almost breathless. Every drop of rain seemed to carry endless sorrow, dripping into their hearts, causing an indescribable pain.

This depressing feeling is suffocating, as if time has frozen at this moment and cannot flow.

Tingting's mother couldn't accept it. She almost fainted and immediately sent her to the hospital.

Lizhen held Tingting's son Congcong's hand. Although he was only eight years old, he was very sensible. At such a young age, he held his mother's ashes solemnly and looked like a little adult.

On the way back, Hongliang drove in silence. Lizhen looked at him worriedly and patted his shoulder gently.

"Don't be too sad, Hongliang. Tingting will be watching us in heaven. She hopes that we will be fine. Besides, Congcong and Huihui are still young. You must be strong. They are still watching over you, Dad."

Hongliang nodded slightly, but tears could not stop flowing down. Let Congcong grow up healthily and happily, and give Huihui a warm home.

The rain was still falling outside the car window, hitting the window and blurring the vision. Hongliang secretly swore in his heart that he must

Hongliang held the steering wheel tightly, as if it was the only support in his life. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"I will, Lizhen. I will be strong for the children," he whispered.

After returning home, Hongliang walked into the room and saw Congcong quietly drawing. He approached his son and squatted down.

"Congcong, mom will protect us in heaven. We must work together to make this home warmer." Hongliang said, touching his son's head.

Congcong looked up at his father, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Dad, I will be good. I will take good care of my sister."

"Now your sister's grandmother is going to take her to America," Hongliang stroked Congcong's head and said, "You are such a pitiful child. You lost your mother at such a young age. But daddy will love you well."

"No, Dad, my sister has gone to America. America is so far away and we can't see her anymore. Can you please ask grandma not to take my sister away?" Congcong shook Hongliang's hand and begged his father not to take his sister away.

"Congcong, you are in pain because of losing your mother, but grandma is also in pain because of losing her daughter. You will miss your mother, and grandma will miss her daughter too. We can't be so selfish. We should think about grandma. Besides, we miss your sister, so dad will take you to the United States on a plane to see grandma and your sister."

"Dad, I understand." Since Tingting left, Congcong seemed to be particularly sensible. When he saw his father come home, he would run to his father and ask Hongliang: "Dad, are you tired from work?" He would bring a cup of tea to his father, and then quietly do his homework aside.

At this time, Hongliang was moved and hugged his son, his heart was full of strength. Although the road ahead was still long, he knew that with the company and support of his family, he would be able to get out of the predicament and give his children a happy home.

"Since Tingting left, Hongliang rarely goes out except for work. As soon as he gets off work, he comes back to accompany Congcong and play with him. Now he devotes himself to the child wholeheartedly."

As time went by, Hongliang tried to adjust his mentality and gradually got back to work and life. Lizhen was always by his side, giving him encouragement and support.

With the love and care of his family and friends, Hongliang gradually came out of the shadows and a smile returned to his face. He cherished the happiness in front of him even more and guarded his family with all his heart.

Suddenly one day Congcong came to his father and said, "Dad Congcong misses mom."

When the "child" heard Congcong looking for his mother, Hongliang's heart was broken. He touched Congcong's head and said in great pain: "Mom has gone to heaven, but mom will watch over you from heaven, so what?"

"Dad, can we find a new mother?" Congcong said seriously to Hongliang.

"New mother" Hongliang looked at Congcong strangely, not understanding who he was talking about.

"It's Aunt Lizhen." Since Tingting left, Lizhen often came to visit Hongliang and Congcong. She treated Congcong like her own child and often brought her daughter Beibei to play with Congcong.

Congcong also feels that Aunt Lizhen cares about him like his own mother, so he has a particularly good impression of Aunt Lizhen. Sometimes he even thinks, how great it would be if Aunt Lizhen were my mother.

Yes, he suddenly remembered that Tingting had said the same thing when she left. Now even his own son said the same thing. Hongliang felt a lot of thoughts in his heart...