Refused to Marry a Rich Old Man[Transmigration Book]

Duan Yi thought for a while and said, "It's better for mother to answer this question by herself."

"...She will definitely not answer me," Lin Jiashu said sullenly, "She has tried her best to whitewash the peace."

"Since you also know that mother is trying to whitewash the peace, then don't expose it."

Duan Yi smoothed Lin Jiashu's hair, and put another pillow under his waist.

"Does this make you feel better?"

"good."

Lin Jiashu closed the news app and said to Duan Yi: "Although my mother made mistakes, she has sincerely repented and tried hard to be a qualified mother. I think I should give her another chance."

"Then give her another chance."

Duan Yi lowered his head, his slightly bearded chin brushed against his wife's tender skin.

Lin Jiashu showed dissatisfaction, pushed the man's face away, and said, "Clean your beard quickly!"

"Okay! I'm going to shave."

Duan Yi walked into the bathroom full of promises.

Lin Jiashu looked at the man's back and smiled with satisfaction.

……

……

When Mrs. An's accident happened, An Ruoyin was recording a single in the recording studio. When the recording was over, the matter at the airport had been satisfactorily resolved.

But he was still worried about his mother, and after leaving all the afternoon work to Chang Ningyu, he drove to Duan Yi's place, and as soon as he entered the door, he said to Mrs. An who was sitting on the sofa and eating fruit after dinner: "Mom! Are you okay! I heard--"

"It's okay, nothing happened."

Mrs. An hurriedly interrupted her eldest son, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoshu doesn't know about the airport yet."

"Mom, are you worried..."

"Well, I am worried that he will be frightened," Mrs. An said, "For 19 years, I have not done anything for him. I am an incompetent mother, and I am not qualified to make him worry about me."

"Mom, you really have changed."

An Ruoyin spoke softly.

The mother in my memory either sighed and shed tears when encountering things, or hid in her own small world with her pet cat in her arms. There are rarely such responsible moments like today.

When Mrs. An heard this, she looked quite ashamed, and said: "I have always relied on others everywhere. When I encountered trouble, I would only push things to you and your father. I completely lost the ability to be independent, and I didn't even know how to get out of the first stage of independence. One step, until...Xiaoshu appeared...your father's behavior became more and more disappointing...the truth of the year also surfaced...I finally got up the courage to divorce your father...start again..."

"Mom, stop talking."

An Ruoyin hugged Mrs. An and patted her on the back: "The past is over, we have to look forward, and the future will definitely get better and better."

"Yes, the future will get better and better."

Mrs. An choked up and said.

Two cats also walked up to them, sitting upright on one left and one on the right, calling out "meow meow".

The little cuties made Mrs. Ann smile again.

After letting go of her eldest son, she waved at the two cats: "Piggy, Coco, come here~"

Ke Ke tilted her head and thought for a while, then jumped onto the sofa.

Zhuzhu is born with short legs, and because of the orange cat's gene is extra fat, he couldn't get on the sofa after jumping a few times, so he screamed in a hurry.

Mrs. An quickly hugged the tantrum-laden Jing to the sofa.

An Ruoyin also took out two sticks of nutrition cream from the drawer, and fed them to the cats one by one.

Both cats liked the nutrient cream, and they ate so much that they stood upright, their hind legs trembling uncontrollably because they couldn't support the weight, and finally fell into Mrs. An's arms on one left and one on the right.

"Two little darlings~"

Mrs. An was teasing the cat with a happy face.

An Ruoyin saw her mother's true feelings for the two cats, and suddenly thought of the details that she had overlooked in the past.

Zhuzhu is not the first generation of cats in the An family, there was a big white before it, and it was the year when An Ruole was diagnosed with a heart attack that his mother officially started to indulge in cats.

Combined with what my mother said on the phone before...

"Mom, you have always regarded Dabai and Zhuzhu as substitutes for Xiaoshu, right?"

"..."

It was said that Mrs. An was struck by lightning, and the two cats broke free from their arms one after another without noticing it.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears: "You are right, I... I have always... been... your father said that Xiaoshu is dead, and I have always... never been able to get out, so there was Dabai, and then I was... With Zhuzhu... I... I firmly believe that Xiaoshu will return to me in some form in the future... As a result... As a result, he really came back, but... it is..."

"Then why didn't you tell the truth right away?"

"Because I... I... I don't know... I don't know what to do... And at that time, I didn't know that your father did it because of the fairy dance..."

Mrs. An broke down in tears again.

An Ruoyin realized that she couldn't get more useful information from her mother, so she said to her mother: "Mom, the news about your being hijacked at the airport has already been on the news. Xiaoshu can know about it just by opening the news app. ..."

"He doesn't mention it, I don't mention it. If he wants to mention it, I will say 'the matter is over'," Mrs. An said, "After all, I was the one who apologized to him first."

"Then I won't mention it."

An Ruoyin sighed, and suddenly thought of another: "Did Dad call you today?"

"what?!"

Mrs. An heard the words, opened the communication records, and found seven missed call records, An Ruoyin, Lin Jiashu, Min Shijie... except An Shoucheng.

The ruthless reality made Mrs. An sad, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, the relationship between me and him has come to an end. But this is also normal, he has deleted my WeChat, and most of the phone does not have my phone number." Number."

"mom……"

An Ruoyin hugged her mother distressedly.

Mrs. An patted her son on the back and said, "Don't cry for me, I don't feel bad at all now, I just feel absurd... I have been married to this hypocrite for so many years, and I sincerely believe that he loves you." I, I think we are the fate of three lives and three generations..."

"I understand, Mom, you just..."

An Ruoyin couldn't continue.

He knew that his mother's few expectations had been completely killed by his father's ruthlessness.

"Actually, I did it on my own," Mrs. An said, "I was so naive that I believed that I was the happiest woman in the world, but I didn't know that the people around me had already... Forget it, let's not talk about these hurtful things."

Mrs. An took out the gift box, handed it to An Ruoyin and said, "This is a talisman I ordered from a master in Haiti. I hope it can keep you safe from now on."

An Ruoyin silently accepted the amulet and said, "Mom, rest well, and everything will be over when you wake up."

"Yeah, everything will be over after waking up."

Mrs. An sighed: "Don't worry, Yinyin, I won't think wildly, I want to live well and see what happens to An Shoucheng in the end!"

"Xiaoshu and I will stay with you." An Ruoyin said.

He raised his head and glanced at his younger brother standing at the railing of the stairs with a knowing smile.

……

……

When Mrs. An was hijacked at the airport, An Shoucheng was participating in the exchange activities of the Calligraphy Association.

Many people came to the scene, most of them were arty nouveau riche.

An Shoucheng looked down on these people, and went to the lounge to drink tea after speaking as the event promoter.

At this time, a staff member walked up to An Shoucheng with a disturbed expression, and whispered, "Mr. An, I just found a piece of news that seems to be related to the teacher's wife."

"Is it related to Xiaolan?"

An Shoucheng was surprised.

The staff carefully handed the phone to An Shoucheng and said, "Mr. An, do you think this lady..."

"Really similar."

An Shoucheng spoke calmly and returned the phone to the staff.

The staff member was puzzled and reminded: "Teacher, although the wife is traveling around the world recently, what if she returns to China early? Why don't you make a phone call to confirm whether the person in the news is—"

"unnecessary."

An Shoucheng denied it, and then explained: "I just had a video chat with Xiaolan yesterday. She will not return to China in a short time. The woman in the news is definitely not her."

"That's great."

The staff left the lounge after receiving an affirmative answer.

An Shoucheng also lay down on the sofa in relief.

In fact, he recognized his wife the moment he saw the news photos.

But how could he admit it!

He has not even mentioned to anyone that his wife divorced him half a year ago, and naturally he must not let people know that he did not know the fact that his wife ended her world tour early!

He is the chairman of the Municipal Calligraphy Association, he can't lose face and become a joke after dinner.

Of course, he still loves his wife.

After confirming that there was no one outside the door, An Shoucheng turned on his phone again and kept refreshing the news interface, until he was sure that the woman kidnapped by the gangsters was safe and sound, then he was relieved.

"Xiaolan...you are such a heartless woman..."

Feeling melancholy, An Shoucheng opened the address book, wanting to ease the relationship by greeting, his fingers hung for a long time, and finally did not press the call button.

"There is nothing to say between me and her. She abandoned me first! I didn't do anything to apologize to her."

With that said, An Shoucheng dialed An Ruole's phone number.

"Lele, how are you recently? Have you listened to the doctor and taken your medicine honestly?"

("I...I feel bad...Dad, take me home! Take me away...I don't want to suffer here...")

On the other side of the phone, there was the sound of struggling.

("I feel like I'm going to die! I...I'm so sick! Dad, you take me away...I'm really going to die! Please...don't take me away, I...I'm afraid I can only ……ah!")

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a muffled sound of hitting the wall, and An Shoucheng's face turned pale with fright.

"Lele! You...you calm down first! Lie down! I, I will come over after the activity!"

("No! I'm dying! This time I'm really dying! An Shoucheng! You must come here immediately! Immediately!")

The author has something to say: Mom really gave up this time...

In addition, people like An Shoucheng do exist in reality. They act like they love their wives and children, and they are a perfect man. In fact, they love their own image more than anyone else, and they are good to others because of their ability to do so. Let everyone feel that he is a perfect man.

Of course, the reality may not be as extreme as in the novel, but unfortunately encountering one is bad luck for a few lifetimes...

The first three red envelopes will be issued, and the follow-up will be randomly distributed...

It's May [-]st, but I'm still catching up with Riwan's update (the beginning)...