After she left, Ah Bao became nervous, endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back, he asked Xue Jincheng, "What happened?" Is it related to me? ”

Xue Jincheng looked out of the dim window, the end of the sky was dyed with a hint of red, and dawn was approaching. Wen???

He looked inexplicably and said softly.

Ah Bao was silent for a long time, and he suddenly spoke, "It's an adventure to be able to come here for a walk, no matter what happens next, I admit it." ”

He suddenly sank down, but Xue Jincheng was very unaccustomed to it, he turned around, and saw Ah Bao's expression was quiet, half-squinting his eyes, and his expression seemed to be a hermit, basking in the sun and looking at the bamboo forest, leisurely.

"It's going to be fine." Xue Jincheng said in a deep voice, stopped looking at him, and continued to look at the night outside the window.

Po opened his eyes and looked at his young and tall back, which inexplicably coincided with his father in his impression.

His father is over sixty years old, but he has been pampered for many years, and he looks like he is in his early fifties, in front of outsiders, he is elegant and calm, extraordinary, and has the momentum of a superior, but in front of himself, he is like an old naughty boy, no matter how naughty and rebellious he is, his father is happy, and even tolerates him in a flattering manner, ** spoiling him.

He has been loved since he was a child, and his father is obedient to him, no matter what others say about him behind his back, saying that he is a loser and a waste, saying that the Xue family will be destroyed in his hands one day sooner or later, he also knows that there are many uncles who persuade his father to discipline him strictly, but his father has always been a ** spoiling him, and he has never changed.

In my impression, my father never seemed to be angry with him, no matter what pressure he experienced outside, he would always smile when he came home to face him.

Ah Bao remembers very well that when he was just turned eighteen, the global financial crisis, Xue's was also greatly impacted, and during that time, his father was under a lot of pressure and his hair was a lot grayer. He was rarely sensible at home for a while.

He remembered that one day his father was drunk and sent home by the driver, and he watched the domestic servants take care of his father skillfully and meticulously, while he could only sit on the side, not even knowing when to hand over a towel, and that feeling of helplessness made him question his life for the first time.

This was the only time he remembered that his father was drunk.

Because before and after, with the status of the Xue family, no one had ever dared to pot his father's wine, and there were only a handful of people who could clink glasses with his father. It is conceivable how precarious the Xue clan was at that time.

He sat in front of his father.

Early the next morning, my father woke up, pinched his head and was very surprised to see him asleep on his stomach, "Xiaobao? ”

He woke up and asked his father if he had let him down.

The father was stunned, and then smiled, he looked at himself and his eyes were still ** drowning, "Xiaobao heard those rumors outside?" Xiaobao, you remember, you are my son, you don't need to accept anyone's evaluation, no matter what outsiders say, you don't have to take it to heart. Dad has a huge family business just so that you can do what you love, and I don't want my son to be constrained in any way. It is a very rare thing to be able to be happy in life. ”