There were still three people sitting in Wu Dequan's study, but the chair where he was sitting quietly before was replaced by Wu Junke.

Wu Junke's thick eyebrows are like damp seaweed, all together.

"Mom, I know you like to be quiet, but there's no need to make such a big show, right?"

Wu Junke obviously knew that he and Quiet were already ethereal, but he always had extravagant hopes. If his parents admit to being quiet as their goddaughter, and his wife becomes a sister, it will be difficult to deal with it in the future!

"Besides, with your attitude towards Xiao An in the hospital last time, sooner or later she won't even want to see me!"

Qiao Fangyin forcibly blocked Wu Junke's words.

Wu Junke couldn't refute it, and he didn't want to argue with Qiao Fangyin, so he didn't speak sullenly.

"Fangyin, you asked Ah Qin to cook me something to eat, I'm hungry. ”

"I see. ”

Wu Dequan wanted to talk to Wu Junke alone, and Qiao Fangyin understood what he meant.

Listening to Qiao Fangyin's closing door, Wu Dequan said to Wu Junke: "You haven't given up thinking about Xiao An yet, so you have such a big reaction to us that we want to publicly recognize her as our goddaughter, right?"

Wu Junke looked at Wu Dequan's mouth and was silent, but he thought in his heart: In the end, he is pro-Laozi, and his heart is the same as Mingjing.

"If you don't answer, I'm right. ”

Wu Dequan extinguished the pipe and set it aside. "Your mother and I don't want you two to be reunited, but Xiao An's temper, you should know better than us. ”

After Wu Junke and Jing broke up, Wu Dequan almost never talked to him about it. He felt that Wu Junke was sad enough, and he didn't mean to pull his son's wound anymore.

"She's not married. Wu Junke is still stubborn and doesn't want to accept reality.

"Do you think this is convincing? Junke, you are not a self-deceitful person!"

Wu Dequan rarely speaks to Wu Junke in such a tone.

Wu Dequan stood up, walked to Wu Junke's side, and patted him on the shoulder. "Son, we also want to have a wedding banquet, but we all know that Xiao An's heart can't come back. ”

Of course, Wu Junke understands this fact, but now even his father has sentenced him to death.

"Dad, you don't have to talk about that. ”

"Many things are just because you don't talk about it, don't say it, you hold it alone......"

Wu Junke stood up in a rage, he almost roared. "Yes, I did it wrong, it's all my fault. Everything is self-inflicted. ”

"You can do whatever you like, you don't have to discuss it with me. Wu Junke turned around to leave.

"You stop me!" Wu Dequan stopped Wu Junke's footsteps from behind.

Wu Dequan and Qiao Fangyin are loving fathers and mothers, and Wu Junke is filial sons, not to mention conflicts, they have never even clashed loudly.

"Why did you stop me? You said I was wrong, I admit my mistake! You said I was delusional about quietness, I admit it! You want to do a big job, I have no opinion, what else do you want me to do?"

"Dad, my heart is fleshy. Do you think I won't hurt?"

Wu Junke turned around. "Can you just let me dream? Do you have to wake me up?"

Wu Junke in front of Wu Dequan suddenly became weak.

"Blame me for being quiet, leave me. You also think that I shouldn't be in charge of Zihui, maybe everyone who hears about this will accuse me of being wrong. But what can I do! When she "came back from the dead" stood in front of me, telling me about so many years of inhuman life, I didn't care what I could do. ”

Wu Junke seemed to have been thrown into a pot filled with water, lit a fire underneath, and slowly heated it.

"For a long time, didn't I suffer? I didn't handle Zihui's affairs well, I didn't weigh how to deal with Quiet, but the punishment for me was too great. I've never been quiet in my heart, and I've never done anything sorry for our relationship, but in the end?"

"It's time to let go, Junke. Don't think about things you shouldn't be pushing. You are enough for Yan Zihui, you have fulfilled your responsibilities. You can't afford to have that many responsibilities on your shoulders, it will crush you. ”

"Dad, it's too late to tell me about this. The first responsibility on my shoulders is the one you put on my shoulders. ”

This time the conversation between father and son is no longer the same as the previous father and son.

"It was your betrayal that caused the final tragedy, and it was you who made me realize that if my mother lost her husband, I would have to take responsibility for protecting her. ”

Wu Dequan's eyes looking at Wu Junke were so complicated, remorseful, guilty, distressed, and gloomy. In the face of his son's accusations, there was only no anger among the many emotions.

Wu Junke's long-standing grudges were lifted and he broke out of prison. "This incident ended with my sister's life. ”

Wu Dequan propped up the table, walked back to his chair and sat down.

"Before I started to read and write, my grandparents told me to study hard, and Yisen would be mine in the future. My grandfather often told me that he loved me to help the Wu family. I'm still so young, you often come back from socializing, and you say to me that you are fighting for me, and it will be all mine in the future. I carry the expectations of so many of you, do I dare not be excellent, do I dare to be irresponsible?"

Wu Junke stood in front of Wu Dequan's desk. "When Quiet broke up with me, he said that I had an obsession with responsibility, and I didn't feel it at the time, I didn't admit it. But now I know she's right. But who gave me this responsibility?"

"Today, this responsibility has been like my body, but you have told me to let go one by one, how can I let go, you teach me!"

Wu Junke knew that maybe in a few hours, he would regret what he said now, but at this time he didn't want to restrain anything anymore.

"If Zihui knelt in front of you at that time, even if he didn't let them go, as long as you put it off for a while, maybe things wouldn't be like today!"

Wu Dequan sighed. "You still said that. No one doesn't make mistakes, and I do a lot of things that I miss......"

"Why do you want me to pay back the wrong things you have done? Zihui's affairs are like this, and the same is true of quiet things now. ”

Wu Junke propped up the table with both hands and leaned out. "Your woman, my sister is gone. My mother likes to be quiet, so you use her to compensate my mother! You don't even leave me with the last thought. ”

Qiao Fangyin outside the door never left a step, and she heard the conversation in the study clearly.

She pushed the door open and walked inside.

Seeing Qiao Fangyin come in, Wu Junke put away most of his anger and calmed down a little. "I'll go first, the company still has something to do. ”

"Junke, sit down. ”

Qiao Fangyin pulled Wu Junke to sit down, and she also sat down beside him. "If you don't like it, then we never mentioned it. ”

Wu Junke's eyes didn't dare to look directly at Qiao Fangyin.

"You've been sensible since you were a child. Your dad and I rarely worry about you. We always think that you can take care of yourself, that you know what you want, that you have everything in order. ”

Qiao Fangyin's eyes were already swollen, and tears flowed vigorously when she stood outside the door. "Son, it's our fault that we ignore you. We only know that we have a good son, but we forget that you will be tired too. ”

Wu Junke's regret came earlier, Qiao Fangyin only said a few words, and he wanted to desperately retract what he had just said. "That's not what I meant. Quiet and high-spirited, gave her shares and kept saying that she wanted to return them to us, I was in a hurry, you want to recognize her with one mind, she doesn't give face. ”

Wu Junke knew about this, he was about to surrender, and he had no way to refuse Qiao Fangyin.

"Xiao An has already agreed, but forget it now. Although Qiao Fangyin was reluctant, she could only convince herself to change her mind.

Wu Junke felt that he had heard it wrong, did Quiet change her sex? Such a high-profile thing, she actually agreed? He thought about it again, and estimated that Quiet, like him, lost at the level where he couldn't resist Qiao Fangyin.

"Did she really say yes?"

"Alright, let's not talk about that. Xiao An and I will depend on fate in the future. Qiao Fangyin didn't mean to say such things.

However, those who say that they have no intention of hearing have a heart, and in Wu Junke's ears, Qiao Fangyin's words are sensational and compromised.

He couldn't see Qiao Fangyin like this, because he had sworn in his heart since he was a child that he would protect Qiao Fangyin for the rest of his life. And as he himself said, a sense of responsibility is like the skin of his body.

Wu Junke pinched his eyebrow bone. "Since she agreed, so be it. ”

"No, not anymore. Qiao Fangyin's tone was affirmative, but it seemed to be a little less firm.

"I ...... I was angry just now, and I was really worried that I wouldn't agree. You're hot face......"

Wu Junke felt that this role had changed too quickly, and now it was him begging Qiao Fangyin to agree.

"I'd better leave a memory for you. Qiao Fangyin still didn't agree.

"Admit your daughter, it's not really a daughter. ”

Wu Junke's face became more and more embarrassed. "I just didn't figure it out, but now that I've figured it out, it's just a name. ”

"Do you really think so?" Qiao Fangyin still had to confirm, after all, the changes before and after were so big, and the speed of time caught her off guard.

"Hmm. I really think about it. Wu Junke really slapped himself a few times, he knew that now he could only admit to Qiao Fangyin, it was better to agree just now. It's okay now, and I got into trouble with my old father.

Wu Dequan did not participate in the conversation between their mother and son, lit his pipe, and smoked vigorously. Until Wu Junke left, the father and son never spoke again.

Qiao Fangyin sent Wu Junke away and returned to the study.

Wu Dequan was still sitting in his chair, it was getting dark outside, and the light was not turned on in the study.

Qiao Fangyin turned on the light and walked to Wu Dequan's side.

"Jun Ke is gone?" Wu Dequan felt that his throat was hoarse when he first spoke, and later realized that it should be dry and astringent.

"Well, let's go. You're angry, aren't you?"

Wu Dequan shook his head dejectedly. "I'm mad at myself. Jun Ke is right, his pressure, those sense of responsibility, are all given to him by me. It turns out that he can live very freely, but I have been instilling in him to be responsible, to be excellent, and to be responsible. I didn't wake up until today, and I never thought about where his limits were. ”

Qiao Fangyin accompanied Wu Dequan to sit in front of the window of the study. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?