Eight years of estrangement made him not have the courage to come to see his father immediately, and he didn't even have the courage to tell Qiao Yue the truth.

It wasn't until this afternoon that he saw an interview about his father in a financial magazine, and he suddenly realized that his father was much older and his hair was silver.

In the past few years in Haishi, he has worked hard in the shopping mall, even in the most difficult entrepreneurial period, he has never mentioned his identity to anyone, and no one knows that such a young man who is not good-looking is actually the son of Su Changlin, the richest man in Haishi.

If he had revealed his identity, the road would have been much smoother when he started his business, at least he wouldn't have eaten so much closed-door soup.

Su Mingyuan laughed self-deprecatingly and turned the car into the door of the community.

He hasn't been back for eight years, and the security guards in the community have changed so many times that no one remembers him as the teenager who used to stand here and ride his bicycle to school every day.

But when he saw his license plate, the community security guard opened the door directly to him without even asking, after all, someone who can afford to drive such a luxury car should not be a bad person.

He didn't come back for eight years, but Su Mingyuan still drove the car to the place where his villa was located, and stopped not far away to look at the house where he had lived for eighteen years.

The house looks a little older, and it seems to be smaller than before, maybe because he grew up, it's hard to imagine that he lived here from birth until he went abroad.

If Mother had been around, perhaps they would have moved to a newer and bigger house, because after all, none of them would have to live on memories anymore.

But without a mother, everything would be different.

He thought that his father would remarry soon after his mother left, after all, he was in the prime of life, or at least he would move and leave the once happy but now lonely house.

But he didn't, he had been living here alone, as if he was guarding something, and as if he was waiting for something.

Su Mingyuan sat in the car, looking at the houses not far away and the garden full of roads, and his heart was mixed.

It was already darkening the twilight, and the lights were on in the villa.

From the magazine, Su Mingyuan knew that since his mother died, his father had developed a habit that no matter how busy he usually was, he would not work overtime, go home on time after work, and never socialize outside.

Was he making up for the regret that he didn't have time for his mother at the time, which caused her depression?

Su Mingyuan pushed the car door and got out of the car, looked at the villa with some complicated feelings, and then walked towards the villa.

This is the teacher's villa, the greenery is nice and quiet.

Su Mingyuan stood in front of the iron gate, looking at the warm yellow light coming from the villa, his emotional game fluctuated, his lips pursed slightly, and he quietly looked at the villa.

He hoped that his mother would come out of it at this time, and said with a smile, "You're off work, wash your hands and eat." ”

After a few minutes, Su Mingyuan stretched out his hand, pushed open the iron gate of the courtyard outside, and walked in with his feet raised.

The iron door was a little mottled, and the black paint on it had peeled off a lot, and it looked a little old, and it creaked softly when it was pushed open.

The plants in the garden are still the same as before, but they have grown a lot and are well cared for, there is not a single weed, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has gone into taking care of the garden.

The woody flower in the southwest corner had grown luxuriantly, no longer a small seedling, and the vines had climbed half the wall and had grown outside.

It was planted by her mother, and she liked the fragrance of woody flowers, and whenever the flowers were in bloom, she always liked to pick some and put them in the house, and the faint fragrance filled the room.

Su Mingyuan didn't stay in the courtyard for long, walked directly through the courtyard, and walked directly to the living room, he stepped up the steps, hesitated, pushed open the door and walked in. Read the latest chapter of "Su Shao's Crazy Wife: Mrs. Come to the Claw Book House in the Bowl" for free for the first time.