The landlord is a subject

Zheng Jiaming turned on the phone, and missed several calls, including calls from Fang Ze, the manager of the car dealership, and even Liu Wenhao, but there was no call from Fang Zheng.

Not even bothering to sigh, Zheng Jiaming called the manager back first. He was also very embarrassed for not going to work for so many days. Even though he asked for leave, he was still overtime.

Liu Wenhao was still the same, regardless of the relationship between the two of them, he was always a gentleman, and it would not be uncomfortable to get along with him. Zheng Jiaming didn't tell him about the family affairs, he just chatted casually and then hung up.

Finally, it was Fang Ze's call.

"Hey, brother Jiaming, you finally turned on the phone!"

"Well, what's the matter, what happened?"

"No, didn't you call back every day, then suddenly stopped calling, and turned off the phone when I called you, I was worried if there was something wrong with you."

"It's okay, everything is over... I'll go back in a few days."

"kindness."

Both of them were silent for a while, Fang Ze said cautiously, "Brother Jiaming, did my brother call you?"

"No."

"Oh, he didn't call me either, I don't know where he went..."

Zheng Jiaming didn't ask any more questions, just gave Fang Ze a few words and then hung up.

Zheng's father knocked on the door after Zheng's mother fell asleep, and Zheng Jiaming was not asleep yet. The father and son sat face to face, speechless for a while.

Zheng Jiaming poured a glass of water for his dad, and brought it to Dad Zheng, who took a sip and then coughed.

"Jiaming, are you tired these days?"

"No, it's okay. Where's Dad? Are you and Mom okay?"

"I'm fine, it's your mother, dizzy again."

"You still have to take your medicine on time."

"Yes."

At this point, the conversation seemed to be dead again.

"Dad, do you have something to say to me?" Zheng Jiaming also felt that there are some things that he still needs to clarify with his parents. There is nothing wrong with a family being together.

"Your mother and I are both in their 50s. In the past, we were already retired. Even now, it's only been a few years. We thought that as people get older, it is inevitable that there will be some minor illnesses. It hurts, and you work so far away... Look, can it be... Anyway, it doesn't have to be Hefei, it's better to come back, buy a house here, and your mother and I also saved some money, It's okay to pay a down payment..."

Under the orange light, Dad Zheng spoke intermittently, and Zheng Jiaming suddenly felt sad, feeling a little pity for his old father.

"Dad, actually, I'm already planning to go back to Feifei."

"Huh? What did you say? Didn't I hear you wrong?"

"I've been thinking a lot these past few days." Zheng Jiaming poured himself a glass of water and took a sip, "I did a lot... impulsive things before, and now I think about it and I still regret it. I also want to have more Time, spend more time with you and mother, and live with you more.”

As long as a lot of words are spoken, in fact, it is not as difficult as imagined.

Dad Zheng is very pleased. After so many years, although he never thought of hearing his son say "I'm sorry" and "I was wrong", he is still very moved that Zheng Jiaming is willing to say these words in front of him today. of.The son has grown up and matured, and he is no longer the little boy who ran away with men for "love" in the past.

Father Zheng touched Zheng Jiaming's shoulder, patted it, and smiled.

"Don't rush to make a decision, you can't decide things by yourself, you still have to discuss with Xiaofang."

Speaking of Fangzheng, Dad Zheng also looked a little more worried.

"Well, you and Xiao Fang, are you okay?"

"……I do not know either."

"I don't know? How can I not know? Did something happen to you two?" Dad Zheng suddenly became excited, and his voice became much louder. Thinking that he might wake up his wife, he quickly shut up again.

"I haven't contacted him recently. I don't know where he went, and I can't get through the phone."

"How did that happen...couldn't it be kidnapped?"

"Dad, what are you thinking?" Zheng Jiaming was amused by Dad Zheng's brain hole.

When Zheng Jiaming returned to Changchun, Fang Ze had already moved back home. He could do enough to take care of himself alone, and with two small pets it was enough.After Zheng Jiaming went back, he didn't take Xiao Hei and A Jin home immediately, after all Fang Ze liked them very much.

Liu Wenhao knew that Zheng Jiaming had returned to Changchun, so he proposed to have dinner together. This time, Zheng Jiaming didn't refuse, and he just happened to need Liu Wenhao's help with something.

"Jiaming, here."

Liu Wenhao stood up from his seat and waved to Zheng Jiaming from a distance. The waiter followed Zheng Jiaming to the seat by the window inside and began to order food for Liu Wenhao.

Zheng Jiaming took advantage of Liu Wenhao's time to look at the menu, and looked around. It was still the tone that Liu Wenhao liked, the western restaurant with low light, the foreign songs that could not be heard faintly, and the diners were talking. It's all like whispering, in short, it's different from the places Zheng Jiaming often goes to.

"Does the steak still have to be well done?"

"En?" Zheng Jiaming realized that Liu Wenhao was talking to him, and quickly replied, "Yes, I'm familiar with it."

"Is there something urgent for you to go home? I didn't get through the phone before, and I'm worried about you. "

Liu Wenhao maintained the gentlemanly demeanor of the past, even now, it seems so natural to express his concern.

"Well... now, it's all right." Zheng Jiaming took a sip of water, but still said, "It's my grandma, she passed away."

Liu Wenhao put down the wine glass in his hand, grabbed Zheng Jiaming's hand on the table, and shook it lightly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you. Jiaming, my condolences."

"It's okay." Zheng Jiaming smiled, "My grandma passed away peacefully, and we are all by her side, she is very happy."

Liu Wenhao picked up Zheng Jiaming's goblet and poured him some wine.

"It's okay to have a drink once in a while, your boyfriend won't mind?"

"Okay." Zheng Jiaming took the red wine and had a glass with Liu Wenhao.

Until the main meal was finished, Zheng Jiaming didn't mention the real purpose of coming today. After eating half of the dessert, he finally said with some embarrassment: "Wen Hao, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Well, you said."

"I'm going to sell the house here in Changchun, can you help?"

"Sell?"

"En." Zheng Jiaming thought, after all, that villa was originally owned by Liu Wenhao, so instead of finding an intermediary, it's better to let him handle it directly.If selling the house, it would be better to let Liu Wenhao know, and he has no one else to turn to for help.

"Are you in a hurry to use the money? I can... lend you the house, keep the house, don't sell it yet."

Liu Wenhao knew that he had said something wrong, and looked at Zheng Jiaming worriedly. Fortunately, he was not uncomfortable.

"It's not about the money." Zheng Jiaming didn't care. "I've already decided that I'm going to Hefei. The house is vacant and it's vacant. Let's sell it first and buy a closer one when I get home."

As soon as Liu Wenhao heard that Zheng Jiaming said he was going back to Feifei, he immediately wanted to ask why, but the next second he had his own guess——Zheng Jiaming is a sensitive and rich person, and he values ​​family affection very much. It must have been a big blow to him, and his parents must have told him something.

Apart from this, Liu Wenhao thought, maybe it has something to do with Fangzheng.

If their relationship was stable, Zheng Jiaming would not have made up his mind to go back to the South so suddenly, let alone come to him to help with the house.

Liu Wenhao smiled, nodded and said, "No problem, leave the house to me."