An Qiyu suddenly remembered Fu Heng's face that day, which seemed to be full of doting.

She didn't know much about the grievances between Fu Heng and Chu Ci for the time being, but intuitively she could still tell that Chu Ci still loved that man very much.

But that man, An Qiyu doesn't know him very well, so she can't make much evaluation, but she has lived in a wealthy family for so many years, and she knows a lot of men in a wealthy family, and most of her personalities are still clear.

Rich and fun-loving.

It's nothing more than that.

Chu Ci took a deep breath and avoided her topic and asked, "Mrs. An, you say, what exactly does a woman want?"

An Qiyu raised her face and looked at her deeply, was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I wanted a lot of love, and then I wanted a lot of money after I got a lot of love. ”

It's better to have both lots and lots of love and lots and lots of money.

But not everyone will get both.

After being silent for a while, An Qiyu said again: "Later, I abandoned my love for money, and I didn't think I would regret it at first, but after more than thirty years, I still feel heartache when I think about it. ”

She dragged her cheeks and said with a smile: "Women, in fact, they just want to have a stable life, some people love themselves, some people love themselves, whether there is too much money is not particularly important." ”

But it's just a pity that she didn't realize this truth until now.

Looking at the daughter in front of her, whose eyebrows were not very similar to herself, An Qiyu suddenly felt a strange pain in her heart, obviously her own daughter was by her side, but she couldn't recognize her.

Probably this is retribution.

Chu Ci didn't know why An Qiyu suddenly told her so much, so she had to smile and say: "I'm twenty-eight now, not eighteen-year-old, and I have two children, so I can't be too high-minded when looking for a man." ”

Fu Heng is still willing to marry her, which is actually quite moving.

It's just that when you're older, you naturally have to think about a little more than before.

An Qiyu slowly took a sip of tea and said quietly: "I know that Fu Heng had a scandal object before. I heard insiders say that the relationship is very unusual. ”

Fu Heng's scandal object?

Chu Ci raised his eyes, "Hmm, is it warm?"

"Hmm!"

"I know!" Chu Ci's tone was indifferent, unimpressed.

"You don't care?"

Chu Ci thought for a while: "It's okay!"

She kept her head down, so An Qiyu couldn't figure out what she meant.

She hadn't seen each other for so many years, An Qiyu basically didn't know much about Chu Ci, and she couldn't guess what Chu Ci was thinking just by a few words, but she was still not very relieved, so she secretly wondered in her heart whether to talk to Fu Heng.

The only thing she can give Chu Ci is to hope that she can be happy, and that's it.

As he was talking, the door of the box was pushed open, and it was An Shaoyun who walked in.

I haven't seen each other for a few months, An Shaoyun seems to have lost a lot of weight, and it seems that life over there is not very good.

When he saw Chu Ci, he immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Chu Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss me?"

His amber eyes were still so gentle.

An Qiyu glanced at him and said coldly: "Chu Ci is about to get married, have you thought about what gift to give when the time comes?"

Chu porcelain, "......"

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, An Shaoyun's face changed instantly: "Chu Chu, are you getting married?"

"......" Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, "It's not decided yet." ”

An Shaoyun breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that it's not sure." ”

He touched his head: "I still have a chance." ”

An Shaoyun grew up in the West since he was a child, so it is also very direct to express his feelings, he has confessed to Chu Ci before, but at that time, Chu Ci has been sloppy and fooled.

He sat down on the side, picked up the cup and poured himself a glass of water: "Chu Chu, would you like to give me a chance?"

Chu Ci, "Huh?"

This guy doesn't want to confess in front of his mother!

"Chu Chu, I will cancel the marriage contract on the Carolingian family's side, don't worry, I don't have a fiancée, are you willing to go back with me?"

Chu porcelain, "......"

Before she could speak, An Qiyu's face changed suddenly: "Dilan, what are you talking nonsense?"

"Mother, I have thought clearly, I will definitely not agree to this marriage contract. ”

"Are you crazy?"

No matter what kind of marriage is broken, An Qiyu also feels very unreliable, An Shaoyun's temperament will definitely not be at the mercy of the family like this, but he actually confessed to Chu Ci???

"I'm not crazy, I think very clearly, it's better to indulge yourself than to be manipulated like this and live a life you don't want. ”

He turned his face and looked at Chu Ci, his gentle and charming amber eyes were full of tenderness and seriousness.

An Shaoyun, who has always been cynical and uninhibited, is extremely serious at the moment: "Chu Chu, let me say it again, I don't have a fiancée, I have already settled the matter over there, I like you, do you understand?"

Chu Ci looked confused throughout the whole process, she really hadn't been confessed like this for many years.

An Qiyu didn't come to An Shaoyun just to confess to her!

Chu Ci was a little embarrassed, she coughed a few times: "Dilan, calm down." ”

"I'm calm. ”

"Ah, no, you told me to calm down. ”

Chu Ci took a deep breath and set his gaze on An Qiyu.

An Qiyu's face was very ugly, she felt that her son was simply nonsense, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "Dilan, you are not a child anymore, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't have said it!"

An Shaoyun turned his face to An Qiyu, "I've made it very clear from my father's side, I won't get married." ”

An Qiyu finally got angry: "You're really crazy, crazy. ”

"Madam, why don't you understand, when I told you before that I liked Chu Chu, you didn't object, didn't you like her too?"

An Qiyu pressed her temple: "I think you are really out of your mind." ”

What does it mean to abandon a marriage with a Middle Eastern oil tycoon?

means that if you openly disagree with the Carolingian family, then the old Caroling's property will definitely not give An Shaoyun a penny.

So what's the point of her giving up everything back then.

It's just useless work.

An Qiyu just wanted to speak, but the waiter pushed the door in: "Madam, can you order?"

"No, you go back first. ”

An Qiyu waved his hand and held his forehead: "Dilan, you are not a child anymore, you have to be responsible for your words." ”

An Shaoyun didn't speak, but turned his head to Chu Ci and said, "You know, I'm not kidding. ”

Maybe the half-truth tone before made Chu Ci think he was joking, but now, he was really serious.

During that time in the United States, he figured out some things, instead of living with a woman he didn't love for the rest of his life, it was better to chase after the person he really liked.

An Qiyu's fists clenched together, and his eyes narrowed: "An Shaoyun, take back what you just said." ”

Then she got up and went out.

Chu Ci looked at An Qiyu's back as he left with wide eyes, and said to An Shaoyun with some uneasiness: "Shaoyun, your mother seems to be angry. ”

An Shaoyun raised his eyebrows and smiled a little indifferently: "She's just afraid that I won't get the property of old Caroling." ”

He picked up the water glass: "In her eyes, what is important is those fame and status, and my son is not so important." ”

Chu Ci opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to comfort.

After a while she said, "Dilan, you're too headstrong. ”

"Is it capricious?"

An Shaoyun smiled indifferently: "Aren't you still married." ”

Chu Ci pursed his lips: "I'm a twenty-eight-year-old woman with two children, Dilan, don't joke with me, really." ”

If you are a ten-year-old girl, you may still be looking forward to romantic confession and love in this world.

"I'm not kidding. ”

Chu Ci pursed his lips: "Trust me, you will meet a better one." ”

There could not be a more tactful and cruel refusal.

"Do you love Fu Heng?"

Chu Ci avoided this topic, and instead said: "Go and coax your mother, she is also thinking about your future, today's matter should be regarded as a joke, okay?"

An Shaoyun didn't speak, but his eyes dimmed for a moment.

…………

After Chu Ci went home, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, because she made an appointment with Mrs. An today, so the nanny at home did not leave anything extra after preparing dinner for the children.

In the refrigerator, Chu Ci found a bucket of dried noodles, and the nanny was upstairs with the children, so Chu Ci simply cooked the noodles for himself.

Fu Heng came back halfway through cooking, and as soon as he saw Chu Ci, he looked at the time again, and said lightly: "It's quite early to come back?"

Chu Ci glanced at the kitchen: "Yes, I haven't eaten dinner yet?"

"Huh?"

Fu Heng was quite curious.

Chu Ci sat down on the sofa: "An Shaoyun quarreled with his mother, and Mrs. An left." ”

Thinking about it, An Shaoyun was also quite impulsive, and he didn't know what stimulus he was given to say those words.

Fu Heng glanced at the kitchen: "Cooking noodles?"

"Well, boil a tomato egg noodle. ”

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, President Fu said, "Help me cook a bowl, I just didn't eat it." ”

Chu Ci basically rarely cooks, but he is quite good at cooking noodles.

When eating noodles, Fu Heng glanced at her and said meaningfully: "An Shaoyun and Mrs. An quarreled, and then you came back without even eating?"

Chu Ci nodded: "Yes, it is said that Di Lan is unwilling to marry, and Mrs. An seems to be very angry!"

A dim and uncertain light flashed in Fu Heng's eyes: "In this way, as far as I know, Mrs. An divorced after giving birth to a child." ”

"Well, so their mother-son relationship is not very good. ”

Chu Ci sighed with emotion: "I've seen too many mothers and children, and I suddenly want to know what kind of person my mother is." ”

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you care about it before?"

Chu Ci lowered his head, picked up a noodle, and sighed: "It's too!"