you have to talk to me

Hearing these words, Yang Fan frowned, and really wanted to refute Feng Jimeng's mother's remarks.But He Xianglan didn't give him this chance, and continued: "I couldn't convince him, and he wouldn't tell me why he didn't go out, so I had to find someone to investigate him for a while, and the conclusion was that the reason he didn't go out was You, Yang Fan."

This "detective" company has cooperated with He Xianglan several times. She asked this group to do the work of investigating Feng Changxiong and obtaining evidence of his cheating, mistress, and illegitimate child.

"You are in love."

Hearing these words, Yang Fan really panicked.He didn't even have time to think about how she knew, he could only think that Feng Jimeng would face difficulties because of this, in order to protect him, he could only deny: "No, you may have misunderstood something."

"Do you want me to show something to prove it? For example, the photo in the alley that night, or the record that we only need a big bed room when we go out to play together?"

Yang Fan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was aggrieved and aggrieved: "It's not what you think, nothing happened to us."

He Xianglan's complexion was as usual, and her tone was very calm: "Those are not important. Feng Jimeng is at this age, he found a man or a woman, older or younger, whether or not anything happened, these are not important, do you understand?"

"The important thing is that he doesn't go abroad, doesn't follow his father's wishes, and when he should be obedient, he is not obedient."

Anger was rising, and Yang Fan couldn't hold it back anymore.

"What do you think he is? Why does he have to be obedient? He can't have his own ideas and pursuits? Now he wants to study at Ningxia University and a university in China. As parents, you should help him and support him? You actually sent someone to investigate your own son, with you as a mother."

He Xianglan didn't care about Yang Fan's accusation, there was even a little smile on her lips, she asked, "What do you like about my son?"

"He's so much younger than you, and his thoughts are pure and naive. What do you see in him? The face? Or the body? Or do you think it's fun to play with this kind of kid?"

Yang Fan was out of anger: "You..."

"Or is he interested in his family background and wants to get something specific from him? Let me tell you, his father is a very traditional man. If he knows that his son is with a man, because a man who is more than ten years older than him If he doesn't even want his own future, then his father will definitely not recognize him, and he will have nothing."

This remark made Yang Fan deeply insulted. He felt that there was no need to continue talking with this woman, so he angrily pushed the table and stood up to leave.

He Xianglan also stood up, reaching out to stop Yang Fan: "Sit down."

Yang Fan stared at He Xianglan with a sullen face, "I have nothing to say to you."

"Then I have no choice but to talk to Feng Jimeng."

Yang Fan held his breath, and had no choice but to sit back on the chair, mockingly said: "You also plan to give me a few million to let me leave your son."

"Then can you leave him?"

Yang Fan didn't speak.

He Xianglan's face showed a little irritability: "I knew it was not that simple."

Hearing what she said, it seems that there is still room.Yang Fan took out the cigarette conveniently, and when he realized He Xianglan was opposite, he put the cigarette back again.

He Xianglan didn't care too much: "Smoking it, I don't mind."

Yang Fan clicked on one, took a deep breath, and frowned: "If I want to say that your son and I like each other and are happy together, you will definitely not like to hear it, and you won't believe it."

"Yes, I don't believe it."

"But you must know one thing. Trying to separate the two lives that are passionately in love will often not end well. Even if Feng Jimeng goes abroad and follows the path you planned, he will hate you for the rest of his life. Besides, he I am very dissatisfied with you now, and very dissatisfied with his family."

He Xianglan sneered: "He tells you everything."

"So that's why you came to me. You can't do anything about him."

He Xianglan snorted when she heard this: "You're wrong, don't judge us by the relationship between you ordinary people. We don't need a so-called harmonious and happy family, and it's not that we can't do anything about him. You understand things better."

"You are also wrong. I am not here to persuade you to leave him, but to hope that you will cooperate with me."

Hearing this, Yang Fan was even more surprised. He put out the cigarette butt and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You help me persuade him to go abroad, and I will send you to him after a while. If you separate due to your own reasons during this period, no matter who proposes it, I will give you a sum of compensation. You are still satisfied with this way of handling ?"

Yang Fan frowned more and more tightly: "What if we have not separated and our relationship has always been good? What if he returns to China after finishing his studies?"

"Then I will cover for you and keep you together, but you have to stand by my side and do as I say."

Yang Fan almost gritted his teeth: "You mean that I can be with Feng Jimeng, but I can only be the underground one forever. On the surface, he has to do everything according to your and his father's ideas, including getting married and having children in the future ,is that so?"

"Almost, when Feng Jimeng gets what he deserves, if he really likes you that much, you will definitely not suffer."

If this person wasn't Feng Jimeng's mother, Yang Fan would have thrown the table over her face.

Yang Fan stood up again: "I will not persuade him, and I will not cooperate with you to use your son to satisfy my own selfish desires. He is not a tool you use to please his father, let alone a means of making money. He is a person .I now really understand why he hates his parents so much, you guys are disgusting."

"Yang Fan, don't speak so harshly. Why is Feng Jimeng with you? Have you ever used your identity as a teacher and your older identity to control and induce him? You must be very clear about it. "

"Even if you are really attracted to each other, what can I ask you to give him? Let him be trapped in this small county with you, let him open a shop and wash cars with you, and be as mediocre as you just for that three days a day." Meals, running around for housing and car loans, is this what you can give him?"

"At the age of 18, you can drink enough water with love. How about waiting until 28 or 38? When you get to know the day, and when he needs a better material life and a wider world, what do you give him? What do you give him? You like him. He is tied by your side, delaying his life?"

"I admit that I have selfish intentions. I don't want his father to leave his property to the two bastards over there. Feng Jimeng is his wedlock, the eldest son. Everything about that old bastard should belong to him. What's the matter? Wrong? As long as you get the company and property, Feng Jimeng can live the rest of his life as he wants. The freedom of having money is the real freedom. If you don’t understand, it’s only because you don’t know how much money his father has. , do not understand the true meaning of those numbers."

"Yang Fan, my son shouldn't live a life like this. You really want to be with him for the rest of your life, so don't be so narrow-minded."

Yang Fan walked to the door, listened to these words with his back to He Xianglan, opened the door and strode away.

When I came out of the teahouse, the sky was overcast, and it looked like it would rain later.A gust of wet autumn wind blew over the Hongcheng River, and Yang Fan tightened his coat.He had nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, so he raised his fist and punched the willow tree next to him. The willow tree shook twice, shaking off some dead leaves, and the back of Yang Fan's hand scratched the skin on the rough trunk.

In Feng Jimeng's mouth, his mother is a resentful woman who can only play cards, showing a kind of hysterical incompetence that can't control her own life everywhere.But today, her impression in Yang Fan's mind was completely reversed. She was full of superiority, snobbery and worshiped money, but she was also very smart, with a strong purpose, and even used all means to achieve her goal.That's right, for a rural woman who was born as a wine seller to be able to climb a high branch like Feng Changxiong and become a married couple with him, it must not only have a face.

She saw all this so clearly, to the point of indifference, even if the people involved were her son and husband, so she pinpointed Yang Fan's pain points one after another.

He was far from being able to give what Feng Jimeng's family could give him - superior material and a wider world.

Feng Jimeng can follow him without hesitation now, but what about after that, five or ten years later, when he enters the real life from the campus and is tortured by the cruel whip of life?Will he regret today's choice?Would he resent Yang Fanming for bewitching him selfishly even though he knew he would regret it?

The pain of falling out of love is only temporary, but the pain of doing nothing in the next few decades, the pain of ordinary people running around for their lives, after wearing away a person's passion, will also wear down their love.When the heat cools down, what else can he give Feng Jimeng, what can he use to keep him?

Yang Fan had never been so out of control of his life before, and this out of control powerlessness revealed his deeply buried feelings of inferiority.

There was a large supermarket at the intersection of Baiyang Road and Hongcheng River, and it was time to make dinner. He originally planned to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables before going home.I was thinking about it a second ago, but I forgot about it when I turned around, and I walked into the community in a daze, only to think about it again.

Going home and cooking in a hurry, Yang Fan couldn't face Feng Jimeng, so he left the dishes on the table, and at the same time left him a note, saying that he was busy, so he went to the store first, and let Feng Jimeng eat by himself.

The employees in the store were a little surprised to see that Boss Yang came so early today, especially when he left with that rich woman in the afternoon.Unable to control his curiosity, he tried to find out, but before he could say anything, Yang Fan went into his office and closed the door.

Until Sunday afternoon, Feng Jimeng and the study group came home to finish their lessons, and after dinner, Feng Jimeng sent his classmates out of the house and returned to Yang Fan who was washing dishes in the kitchen. As usual, she hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder and rubbing it back and forth.

"Brother, I miss you so much these days."

"We meet every day, what can I think about."

"I don't know. Is the store very busy these days? I often eat alone when I come back."

"Ah."

"I will miss you every day when I see you." Feng Jimeng put his hand into the hem of Yang Fan's clothes, his cool fingers touched his warm waist, and buried his face on Yang Fan's shoulder coquettishly, "Brother, the temperature has cooled down today , it's a bit cold, can I sleep with you at night?"

After Yang Fan washed the dishes, he stood by the sink for a while.

"Does your family still let you go abroad?"

Feng Jimeng didn't like this topic, she frowned and let go of Yang Fan, the stickiness just now was gone.

"No."

"Your father didn't let anyone convince you anymore?"

Feng Jimeng walked aside with some annoyance: "No, I've already said that I won't go out, and no one can persuade me."

"Brother, don't talk about this anymore, okay, I finally have some time to be alone with you."

Yang Fan gritted his teeth, and finally turned his head to look at Feng Jimeng: "Your mother has come to look for me."