"Mommy, you know I don't want to be the general manager of this!"

Deng Haoran was the same, bumping into her unhappily, and the extremely charming Danfeng's eyes showed pain and boredom.

"Enough is enough, don't say it. You know what, there's nothing wrong with everything Mommy does.

You just need to be your general manager. ”

Obviously, Lin Fang didn't want to argue with Deng Haoran in front of so many people because of this matter.

She rudely interrupted Deng Haoran's words and hurriedly ended the conversation, which was full of unpleasantness.

Her chest rose and fell, and the gentle disguise on her face was difficult to maintain.

Lin Fang's face was frighteningly pale, and the delicately groomed and long short eyebrows were wrinkled because of the master's displeasure.

The corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, and her eyes stared straight at Deng Haoran.

Only her carefully cared hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly, revealing that she was not as tough as she appeared to be.

Her heart is full of regret and hatred.

I really don't know why the son she gave birth to is so close to that little slut in life.

I knew that I wouldn't pick up the little slut who lived a cheap life back at the beginning, and I really regretted not being at the beginning.

In the Deng family, how can there be brotherhood to talk about, either the mongrel of the little slut dies, or she dies.

At first, she thought that her son would only need to be on the bright avenue and receive flowers and applause.

Her son, who is supposed to be God's favorite, does not need to be tainted with any darkness and ugliness of human nature.

Those sins, those ugly human natures, just let her deal with them.

He just had to wait quietly, and it would be enough for her to take down the position of president of the Deng family for him!

But she never expected that she seemed to have raised her son too brightly and too downright.

Even the throne of President Deng can be handed over!

I really regret not being at the beginning, I really hate iron and steel!

Lin Fang didn't speak again, and stood silently next to Deng Haoran.

Her eyes had always been on her precious son, but her eyes were full of complexity.

Anyway, now Deng Haoxian is still under anesthesia and can't wake up. All the people present, she didn't have to care about their faces.

Why do you have to wear a false mask all the time to disguise yourself and wronged yourself?

As far as not wanting to be the general manager of the Deng family, before that, Deng Haoran had no less communication with his mother Lin Fang.

It's a pity that every time he communicates, it ends in a quarrel, although he is helpless about his mother's stubborn thoughts, but he is helpless.

Once again, the conversation was interrupted by the mother and the topic ended.

He just shrugged his shoulders, smiled apologetically at his eldest brother Deng Mingxuan, Gu Lingyue and Uncle Wu, and suggested:

"Don't mind my mother, she just cares too much about me. Uncle Wu, let's take my eldest brother and sister-in-law in to see my father first, how about it? ”

Uncle Wu, who was standing next to Deng Mingxuan, kindly glanced at Deng Haoran, who was full of apologies, and then at Deng Mingxuan, who was expressionless.

He touched his mustache slowly, smiled and echoed Deng Haoran's words, and teased:

"Second Young Master, what you said is not wrong. Look, I'm an old fool, and I blame the eldest young master for bringing his girlfriend, which makes me so happy.

I've almost forgotten that the eldest young master came to see the master!

I'm afraid that the eldest young master is also in a hurry, and he can't wait to see the master, right? ”

Gu Lingyue couldn't help but snort and burst out laughing, a pleasant laughter like a wind chime, filling the corridor of the ward.

"Hahaha......"

Uncle Wu's ridicule, coupled with the expressionless Deng Mingxuan above, is really a stroke of genius, the finishing touch.

Deng Mingxuan's disapproving eyes fell on Gu Lingyue, as if threatening her:

"What's so funny? You're still laughing, that's enough, don't laugh! ”

Being glared at by his non-threatening eyes, Gu Lingyue laughed even more.

It wasn't until a group of them walked into the ward that Gu Lingyue stopped laughing for fear of disturbing Deng Haoxian's rest.

Of course, except for Lin Fang, she stood alone in the corridor of the ward, sulking alone.

Under Gu Lingyue's curved willow eyebrows, her lovely apricot eyes were glowing with soft ripples, mixed with a full smile.

Next to the corners of her mouth curled up in a perfect arc, there were two small dimples looming.

Gu Lingyue's sweet smile added a touch of bright color to this pale and monotonous ward.

Deng Mingxuan looked from a distance from the door of the ward and saw Deng Haoxian lying in a coma on the hospital bed.

His heart, far from being as calm as it seems on the surface, is like the tranquility under a storm, brewing a huge explosion.

From a distance, Deng Haoxian was very thin, and his face was like dead wood, full of wrinkles.

Hasn't he always been prosperous and invincible? How did he become such a haggard and frail ghost now!

Just looking at it from a distance, Deng Mingxuan's mood became very complicated.

The thoughts in his heart, inextricably linked, constantly cut, sorted and messy, entangled in his heart.

From the door of the ward to the side of the bed, a short dozen steps seemed to Deng Mingxuan to be a century, so long.

Gu Lingyue seemed to feel his sadness and pain, silently stretched out her hand, held the big hand with her small hand, and moved forward hand in hand.

Walking to the side of the hospital bed, Uncle Wu bent down and whispered in Deng Haoxian's ear, whispering:

"Master, look, the eldest young master has brought his girlfriend to see you. Master, if you can wake up and see, it wouldn't be good. ”

Deng Haoxian's eyes were still closed, even in his deep sleep, his white sword eyebrows were still wrinkled.

He seemed to have dreamed of something bad, very unstable, and his old face was full of pain.

Uncle Wu regretfully stood up from the side of the bed, shook his head, sighed slightly, and stood quietly beside him to wait.

Deng Mingxuan didn't speak, just stared at Deng Haoxian, who was lying on the hospital bed in a comatose manner.

The group unanimously kept quiet, and no one spoke.

No one broke the silence in the room anymore, as if to not disturb the patient's rest.

Gu Lingyue looked carefully at the old man sleeping on the hospital bed.

This old man seems to be Deng Mingxuan in old age, and the facial features of the two are strikingly similar.

It turned out that the middle-aged man who talked to her seven years ago and asked her to take good care of Deng Mingxuan was him, Deng Mingxuan's biological father!

Perhaps, there is just some misunderstanding between Deng Mingxuan and his father.

Mingxuan's father probably loves Mingxuan very much. It's just that Ming Xuan has always refused to forgive his father.

Gu Lingyue raised her head and secretly looked at Deng Mingxuan, who looked expressionless.

She noticed Deng Mingxuan's eyes, which were full of complexity. At the same time, I felt that the big hand holding her small hand was also trembling slightly.

She knew that Deng Mingxuan could not be as calm as he appeared.

He's just trying to make excuses for not forgiving his father.

Since they are father and son, they love each other deeply, especially Mingxuan's father.

No matter how big the misunderstanding in the world is, as long as the two sides can sit down calmly and talk well.

What misunderstanding can't be solved? Maybe between Mingxuan and his father, there is just one needed:

An opportunity to calm each other's hearts and talk.

She was firm in her thoughts and determined to reconcile Mingxuan and his father.

She pulled the corners of Uncle Wu and Deng Haoran's clothes, pursed her red lips lightly, and said softly:

"Let's go out for a while, let Mingxuan and Uncle be alone for a while, how about it?"