He felt very weak, full of exhaustion, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He waved his hand, speechless.

Duan Qingqing looked at the two of them, his eyes flashing slightly.

It would be nice if Meng couldn't come back in the past year.

When he came out of the shower at night, Duan Qingqing saw Meng Chaojun in pajamas standing in front of the window, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

She was slightly shocked.

Meng Chaojun rarely drank alcohol.

He is a very self-disciplined man, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't play cards, and he never has any style problems-

The only time I had a style problem was probably with her.

However, she resolutely refused to admit that she had an improper relationship with him, and when she met him, Meng's mother was about to die.

Later, she married into the Meng family, also after the woman died.

"Chaojun, what are you thinking? It's a little cold at night, don't stand at the window. Her voice came softly into her ears.

Meng Chaojun took a sip of the red wine in the cup, put the cup on the table by the window, walked over, and sat down on the bed. "What do you think? Miss that bastard boy, Qingqing, do you think I'm really a very unqualified father?"

"How is that possible? Who said that a strict father and mother are the most suitable model for forming a family, and a son needs a strict father more than a daughter, so that he will be influenced by a strict father and grow into a man who stands up to the sky. ”

Duan Qingqing walked over, sat down beside him, and said: "If you say that you are not qualified, it is me, I failed to pretend to be a loving mother, I never recognized me in the past, let alone call my mother, and I never even shouted an aunt." So, it's me who is too unqualified. ”

Meng Chaojun didn't speak, just sighed heavily.

Duan Qingqing didn't want him to put too much thought on Meng Xinian, so he softly comforted him a few more words, and then snuggled his soft and boneless body into his arms.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chaojun avoided it, "Qingqing, sleep, I'm a little tired today." ”

As he spoke, he pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.

Meng Qingqing bit her lower lip.

It's obvious that I'm worried about my son, so I'm tired!

Meng's dead boy in the past, no one is there, and he still wants to affect her life?

Jiang Xiao received a call from Yu Hang the next day, saying that Old Man Bai was free at three o'clock in the afternoon and asked her to go directly to Bai's house. Yu Hang was afraid that she would be timid and wanted to accompany her, but Jiang Xiao refused.

Aftershocks were very busy, and asked Xiao Miao to drive her to the door of Bai's house.

"Xiao Jiang, the small building in front is the Bai family, do you see?" Xiao Miao pointed to the small building in the middle of the alley.

It was an old-fashioned two-story building, with a stone staircase in front of the gate, lined with green bamboo, and the gate was on top. The small white and gray tile building looks very peaceful.

It is said that Old Man Bai lives here alone, and of course, there are two people who take care of his daily life.

And Old Man Bai's sons, daughters-in-law, and grandsons all live in the new district ten minutes away from here. This area is full of old-fashioned buildings.

It was also at noon today, when she had dinner with Yu Zhensheng's family, that she knew what the background of the Bai family was.

The Bai family used to be a family of good deeds, and they helped and funded many people, and the family that Yu Hang and Xi Minghui offended was also the one that Old Man Bai had helped before, so he listened to Old Man Bai's words very much, and said that he was Old Man Bai's godson to the outside world.

The Bai family is very famous in J City, and Bai Weizhong, the son of Old Man Bai, is now also sitting in the position of the number one in J City.