"Then how can you be sure that those men you meet in the future are really single-minded for you?!"

No matter how many times she was asked, Lin Jiayi always answered the same time, which Bai Cheng already knew very well. But no matter how hard she begged and redeemed, her departure was an unchangeable fact.

"Jiayi!" In a hurry, he hurriedly grabbed Lin Jiayi's hand, but ......

In the end, he was ruthlessly thrown away.

Before Lin Jiayi could turn around, a slap landed on her face with a crisp sound.

"Okay, you, you've broken up and it's endless!"

Lin Jiayi covered her beaten face and raised her head in disbelief, the woman in front of her was wearing a black suspender skirt, very charming makeup, and waist-length long hair, this scene pulled her memory back to the day when Bai Cheng was caught cheating.

Isn't this woman Bai Cheng's cheating partner?!

At this moment, at the speed at which Lin Jiayi could not react, Lin Jialin had already made a move, grabbed the woman's long hair and slapped her back fiercely, accompanied by two terrible screams, the woman was angry and scolded in front of her.

"In terms of appearance, my sister is not inferior to you at all; In terms of temperament, she can throw you ten streets. Old woman, what capital do you have to move my sister?! Lin Jialin was also furious, her sister was slapped inexplicably, can she bear it as a sister? What's more, listening to this woman's tone, she is probably the lover of that scumbag! Heh, this year, Xiao San is so blatant?!

Now that the situation is out of control, Lin Jiayi held back tears and forcibly took Lin Jialin away. Hurry up and get out of ...... Hurry up and get out of this place, she doesn't want to have anything to do with that man again......

"Sister! Don't stop me! I'm going back to clean up that three-eight! ”

"Shut up, Linlin! You're too young and ignorant! ”

At this time, behind the two of them, an extraordinarily crisp sound sounded immediately, and just when the woman wanted to get close to Bai Cheng, with a wave of her big hand, there were a few more fingerprints on the woman's face in an instant, which were deeper than what Lin Jialin had just hit.

"Ah Cheng!"

"Mo Xiaoyu, I warn you! Don't touch a hair of her! You'd better figure out the relationship between us! ”

The cold roar fell, and Bai Cheng turned around and left without looking back.

The funny thing is that when Lin Jiayi saw this scene, she actually had a trace of relief in her heart, however, it was not because the person who beat her was Bai Cheng, in fact, no matter who slapped her now, it didn't matter to her, she just punished that person for her in disguise.

Turning her head to look at the woman who was squatting on the ground crying, Lin Jiayi's eyes were full of disgust. That is Bai Cheng's cheating partner? Oh, I really don't know what kind of aesthetic that man is, in addition to her good looks, this woman is an out-and-out shrew no matter how you look at it.

Besides, he just called her Mo Xiaoyu?

I think I've heard this name somewhere......

But where have you heard of it...... Something seemed to tear a small hole in her head, giving her a headache.

"Let's go, Linlin......"

"Good ......"

On the other side, the Song family's mansion -

"Young Master, welcome back." The housekeeper by the door of the house bowed slightly to Song Lingrui and followed him into the house.

"Where are my parents?"

"The chairman and his wife went to discuss business with a very important customer, and they went out this morning." The housekeeper brought him coffee and carefully placed it on the table, "It's rare for the young master to come back, please rest for a while, the chairman and his wife should be back soon." ”

Song Lingrui beckoned the housekeeper to step back, and slowly walked into the study with his coffee.

Looking at the medical books on the shelves, Song Lingrui casually took down a book about psychology and sat in front of the desk to read it.

How long has it been since I've been home?

Half? Or a year?

Even though the apartment is not far from home, I spent another spring, autumn, winter and summer outside alone, which is really ridiculous. Taking a sip of coffee, Song Lingrui frowned slightly, he had lived alone for a long time over the years, and he was used to drinking coffee made by himself.

Looking at the familiar environment around me, I thought that every time I went home, there would be a slight change, but I never thought that the decoration and layout of the home were always the same as in my memory. This study is where I used to read at my desk, my own bookcase, which is tidied up every day, and my room has always been cleaned.

Even though they don't live in this home, their parents still take care of everything for their lives as always. Although this is an enviable life in the eyes of others, in Song Lingrui's eyes, it is far less than doing it himself.

Putting the book back on the shelf, Song Lingrui walked out of the study and walked straight to the closed door at the end of the hallway. He knocked lightly at the door, but when there was no answer, he cautiously pushed open the door and poked his head out.

I saw an old man with gray hair lying on a Taishi chair in the center of the bedroom, although his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was very serious. Seeing this, Song Lingrui shook his head, and was about to close the door when an old voice echoed in the bedroom.

"Ling Rui, you're back."

"Grandpa......"

"Come here, help me up......"

Song Lingrui walked over very obediently, and slowly helped up the old man's slightly rickety body, when his hands touched the old man's somewhat stiff arm, Song Lingrui couldn't help but be a little surprised, he was away all the year round, and the number of times he saw his grandfather became less and less, and now he slowly realized that the old man's physical condition was not as tough as it was back then.

With the support of her grandson, Mrs. Song sat down on the sofa by the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured into the room through the window and fell on the old man's gray beard, which was as if he had painted his beard with a layer of golden light.

"Grandpa, how are you doing?"

The old man only opened his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly pained expression, as if he had to choke back before he could say what he wanted to say.

When he was relieved, the old voice sounded again. "Ling Rui, when are you going to come home?"

"My body is getting worse day by day, and your parents will always get old one day, if you are not ready to inherit the family business now, when will you wait?" The majesty of the head of the family is usually irresistible, so every time Song Lingrui comes home, the most headache is to hear his grandfather mention the family business to him.

However, there has always been an unsolvable puzzle in his mind.

As we all know, the Song family, an ancient family of doctors, was directly ordered by the emperor in ancient times, and the family has been a doctor for generations, but in the generation of the old lady Song, it has gradually evolved from a medical family to the current medical business enterprise.

Song Lingrui's father is in charge of large and small enterprises and hospitals; 's mother assists her father's work, but she is also an out-and-out strong woman in the workplace. However, who would have thought that the husband and wife, who enjoyed a certain reputation in both the business and medical circles, were born as doctors?

Before, he could only use the excuse of training outside to prevaricate the old lady Song, just because the Song family had such a rule set by the ancestors: all family heirs must have their own marriage and family soon after inheriting the family business. The other party may be the young master and miss of a big entrepreneur, or the child of a world friend.

However, Song Lingrui was not satisfied with the rules of such an arranged marriage, and he did not want his future to be tied up by the family marriage.

The old lady sat up slowly with her crutches and walked forward slowly, her crutches tapping on the wooden floor, making a "click" sound.

He stopped in front of a framed cabinet, stretched out his somewhat shriveled hand, slowly pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket, opened the cabinet, and carefully removed the oldest frame inside.

Because the photo frame has been stored in the cabinet for a long time, it has been covered with dust, and the photos placed inside are also a little yellow. "Ling Rui, bring the paper and wipe it."

"Okay." Song Lingrui didn't know what the content of the photo was, and he didn't know what the significance it was to his grandfather, he only knew that since he was sensible, that photo had been regarded as a treasure by his grandfather and placed in the largest photo frame in the family.

He took the photo frame from his grandfather's hand and carefully wiped it with a tissue boy to show the original appearance of the photo.

In what appears to be a large gathering, two middle-aged men sit at the top of a dining table, flanked by two young couples dressed in rich clothes. Song Lingrui recognized it at a glance, one of them was his parents, they were still young at that time, and his grandfather who was sitting on the upper seat was also in good spirits.

In the other couple, the wife gently held her husband's arm with a gentle smile on his face, and the gentleman closest to them also had a kind smile on his face.

In the photo, the most eye-catching are the three children at the dining table, one is Song Lingrui as a child, and the other two may be the children of another couple. The three of them were about the same age, the boy was slightly older than the girl, and although the photograph was very old, it was still possible to see their faces.

The girl's appearance, the boy's appearance, his memory seems to have lost their existence, and the innocent smiling face has long been gone. Who are these two children...... Who is that family......

"Grandpa, this photo ......"

Just as Song Lingrui opened his mouth to ask, he heard the voice of the housekeeper from downstairs.

"Chairman, ma'am, welcome back."

A dull knock on the door sounded, and a middle-aged couple entered the living room, where a row of servants had already stood at the door, waiting respectfully for them. Song Yanyi and his wife had just returned from negotiating business with a major customer, and they heard that their son had come home before them, so they hurried back. "What about Ling Rui?"

"The young master is upstairs with the old lady."

Song Yanyi's slightly frowning brows gradually eased a little, because every time Song Lingrui went home, it was just a few hours, and it was rare to go home once or twice a year, he was naturally worried that he would miss meeting his son again. It seems that the son really cares about his grandfather, who has always loved him since he was a child.

The couple hurriedly went upstairs, and as soon as they turned the corner, they saw that Song Lingrui had already walked out of the bedroom with Mrs. Song in tow.

"Father, I'm back." The tone was as light as boiled water, and there was no change in expression on his face, this was Song Lingrui's appearance every time he met his father, and he had been seeing each other for ten years.

However, Song Yanyi understands his son and understands that it is precisely because his son was too strict when he was young and cared very little about him that the father-son relationship is dull now, and at the same time, he is also used to getting along with Song Lingrui: "I'm back, how long are you going to live at home this time?" ”

"This time, I won't leave......"

"Really?"

"Yes." Turning to look at the old lady Song behind him, the old man no longer had the kind smile on his face, and with the arrival of Song Yanyi and his wife, the majestic demeanor of the former chairman had returned.

Immediately, the family sat down in the living room, the servants brought freshly brewed tea and coffee, mother Xu Yashi took Song Lingrui's hand and asked for warmth, and the mother and son exchanged a few simple greetings, and the head of the family, Mrs. Song, was about to speak.

"Ling Rui is not too young this year, I think, it's time for him to prepare to inherit the family business."

"I don't agree, grandpa......"

With Song Lingrui's protest, the couple looked at him in unison.

"Listen to your grandfather!" Song Yanyi hurriedly scolded him, blocking Song Lingrui's words that he was about to exit.

Song Lingrui looked away expressionlessly, what does it mean to inherit the family business? He is about to marry a wealthy daughter who he may not know at all, so that he can carry out the next step of inheritance.

How can it be...... Let that so-called rule-breaking just stand in your way?!

How can it be...... Leave that silly woman behind......

Xu Yashi glared at her husband fiercely, signaling him to control his emotions. As Song Lingrui's mother, Song Yanyi's wife, the mistress of the family, and the chairman's wife, different identities are exerting different pressures on her, and she witnesses how her son has grown up to this point under her husband's strict education step by step, and how her relationship with them has gradually drifted apart.

Therefore, before her son and husband had completely fallen out, she could only be sandwiched in the middle, buffering the confrontation between the two......