Since they are still alive, their mother and son should always live together, have they been living abroad?

Uncle Long drove the car and sighed heavily.

"Hey...... The old lady has been sick all the time and has been living in a psychiatric sanatorium for treatment all year round...... But every year when it comes to the old lady's birthday, the young master will always take her back to live for a few days, and it seems that the old lady's birthday is coming soon, presumably the young master will be taken back by the young master to stay for two days in these two days, and you will be able to see it then. ”

"That's ......"

After listening to Uncle Long's words, Xia Yan was silent all the way, feeling that her heart was heavy, which made her a little breathless. She even felt a little sorry for that man now, he was kicked out of the house by his father when he was young, his mother had this disease, and he had to manage such a huge company, what kind of strong heart did he need to bear all this?

But no matter how strong his endurance is, he is still an ordinary person with an ordinary heart......

So it's understandable that he abused her and vented his emotions???

Uh, what kind of logic is this?

After purchasing, when he returned to the old mansion, Xia Yan found several unfamiliar faces, all wearing slave clothes, probably to take care of the new servants invited by the old lady.

Next, the whole old mansion is busy, a bit of a New Year's flavor.

The kitchen is full of delicious bone broth, and many pots of flowers that Xia Yan can't call are added to the hall, which are colorful and particularly gorgeous......

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, the horn of the car sounded outside the gate-

Everyone ran out, standing respectfully on both sides of the door, and Xia Yan also stood in it, staring with anticipation at the luxurious Maybach slowly driving into the courtyard-

Yi Beihan was the first to get out of the car, neatly came to the rear door, opened it, poked his upper body in, and when he turned around, he was already holding an old woman wearing a light blue knitted sweater and pure white cotton pants on his arms, Xia Yan stared curiously at the woman in his arms, is she Yi Beihan's mother? Although her temples are white, there are no obvious wrinkles on her pale cheeks, which must be well maintained, but her eyes are indeed different from ordinary people, especially sloppy, unfocused, and a little sluggish.

Yi Beihan hugged his mother, stared at her slightly, his hard facial features became soft, his eyes were unusually gentle, Xia Yan saw his cold lips slightly open, and said softly to his mother in his arms.

"Mom—we're home."

At this moment, Xia Yan deeply felt that this man who was indifferent and rejected thousands of miles away had an unknown soft side, but he didn't show it in front of them.

When Yi Beihan walked into the hall with his mother in his arms, the people on both sides bowed in unison, respectfully welcoming the old lady's return.

Ah Zhan moved a wheelchair into the hall, Yi Beihan put his mother on it very lightly, took the blanket handed by the next person, carefully covered her legs, and half-squatted in front of the wheelchair, like a sensible child.

"Mom, do you still know me? I'm Xiaohan! ”

Yi Meifeng tilted her head slightly, looked at her son under her knees with a faint gaze, and was stunned for a long time before she slowly raised her hand, landed on the top of his head, and muttered inarticulately.

"Xiao Han...... You are Xiaohan. ”

"Well, Mom, it's me, I'm your son, Xiaohan."

There was still his shadow in her chaotic consciousness, which made Yi Beihan feel very relieved.