Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

The little girl next to her smiled and said, "Here it is, look, that's Sister Qiao Ran's car."

A red Porsche stopped within the parking line outside the house, and a well-dressed man and woman got out of the car.

"You're back." A look of joy appeared on Jiang Shunying's face.

"Mom, why did you come out? Have you eaten?" said the man who got out of the car.

"I'm waiting for you." Jiang Shunying said.

The woman who got out of the car did not look happy. She looked at the man next to her and said, "Why do you have to go back to Siheyuan? We are already engaged. You can live in my house or the house that Dad gave us."

The man didn't say anything, but took Jiang Shunying's hand and walked straight into the gate of the courtyard.

“Zhang Keyan—” the woman shouted, “Do you think you can get away with not talking to me?”

"Qiao Ran, come in." Zhang Keyan turned around and called her, "Before I got married, I was still the son of the Zhang family. I still have to live in the Zhang family to accompany my mother. Please understand this."

Fang Zheng watched them from afar and listened to their conversation. He knew that these were the legendary Zhang Keyan and Song Qiaoran.

The mother was unaware of the truth and treated Zhang Keyan as her own son.

Fang Zheng's eyes were moist. His mother's appearance shocked him. When he really faced his mother, his feelings were much stronger than he had imagined. He wished that one day, he could stand in front of his mother openly, enjoy her care and love, have dinner with her, and walk into the courtyard of the Zhang family holding her hand.

This feeling strongly controlled his emotions. This was the courtyard of the Zhang family. His father was called Zhang Zhiyi and he was called Zhang Keyan. For the Zhang family prescription, for the truth to be revealed, and for the mother and son to be reunited, he had to do whatever it took.

Ruan Xiaojing's words rang in his ears:

"If you were my family, you could gain my uncle's trust openly and legitimately."

Fang Zheng silently shed tears, for his despicable purpose and his helpless fate.

"Brother is crying." A little girl with pigtails stood beside him and looked at him.

"I didn't cry." Fang Zheng wiped away his tears, "Brother, there's sand in your eyes."

……

When he got home, his uncle, aunt and Botong were waiting for him to have dinner.

He forced a smile and sat at the dining table, looking at the Bo family in front of him. Although they had no blood relationship with him, they loved him very much. He was overwhelmed with emotions and tears flowed out.

"Fang Zheng, what are you doing? Why are you crying?" Bo Tong laughed, "I've never seen you cry before."

Yang Hua asked hurriedly, "What happened? Did you get wronged at work?"

Fang Zheng shook his head and raised his arm to wipe away his tears. "I just feel very happy to be with you guys."

"You cry too much, don't you? You haven't been normal lately." Bo Tong said, "You, have you thought about when to marry Du Qingqing?"

When Bo Xingfa heard this, he immediately asked, "Is Fang Zheng going to marry Qingqing?"

Yang Hua said: "Qingqing means that they are willing to get married in our old house and move in after they buy a house. I think that's great. If they have children, we can help take care of them."

Fang Zheng looked at everyone and said, "No, I won't get married for the time being."

"What's wrong?" Bo Tong asked, "What's wrong with you again?"

Fang Zheng lowered his head and stroked the cup on the table. He was silent for a while and said, "It's not the right time yet. Let's wait until the conditions are ripe."

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