Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

A sneer curled up at the corner of his lips, looking at his father and said, "What you can't do by yourself, what qualifications do you have to ask me now!"

"Hua Jinan! You..." Hua Cheng stood up filially, pointed at Hua Jinan, but didn't say a word for a while.

Hua Jinan said coldly, "Uncle Wu, see off the guests."

Hua Chengxiao felt that he was hiding his face and sweeping the floor, and said angrily, "If you want to go your own way, don't blame me for being polite."

There was a bit of chill in Hua Jinan's voice, "Dad, if you dare to move her, I won't be caring about your face."

"Unfilial son!" Hua Chengxiao said harshly.

Hua Jinan sneered coldly, "I'm far from what you think."

Hua Chengxiao's hands trembled slightly, as cold as ice.

"Is this retribution?" Hua Chengxiao said with a trembling voice.

Hua Jinan shook his head, "No, this is not retribution. You almost killed your grandfather back then and wanted to be with an illegitimate daughter. And I just wanted the media to marry a woman I like. How can this be retribution? "

Liang Bijun's face was blue, and for many years no one dared to mention her life experience and the initial embarrassment.

Today, when Hua Jinan spoke out in front of Subei, she felt ashamed.

Liang Bijun said fiercely, "Hua Jinan, as a son, do you really want to slap your father in the face like this?"

Hua Jinan looked at her and said coldly, "You are the one who slapped your face. Over the years, I haven't said anything, because our well water doesn’t make the river water, it’s not who I’m afraid of! If anyone wants to break This peace, Hua Jin will stay with him to the end. If I dare to stab my mother's heart, I will never show mercy."

"you……"

Hua Chengxiao clutched his heart, his face was extremely ugly.

Liang Bijun stretched out his hand to support Hua Chengxiao, "How about you Chengxiao?"

Hua Jinan didn't even look at it. He looked directly at Zheng Yunhua and said softly, "Mom, I will help you upstairs to rest."

Zheng Yunhua nodded, and Subei helped Zheng Yunhua upstairs.

Hua Chengxiao was helped by Liang Bijun and walked out. Hua Jinan’s voice came from an autobiography, “Fifth Uncle, look after the gate and don’t let everyone in. My mother, if something happens, you can’t afford it.”

Uncle Wu nodded quickly, "Yes, I see."

Hua Chengxiao's footsteps paused, and the emotions in his eyes were complex and tolerant.

Hua Jinan and Subei helped Zheng Yunhua upstairs without even looking at him.

"Look at him like that, and you don't know how her mother is, so she doesn't even care about her father."

Liang Bijun said with dissatisfaction.

Hua Chengxiao shook his head, "Just say a few words."

"Why, are you scared?"

"He is my son, I will be afraid of him!"

upstairs

Subei pulled the quilt over to cover Zheng Yunhua, "Auntie, what do you want to eat, I'll make something for you."

Zheng Yunhua shook her head, "I'm not hungry."

Subei thought for a while and said, "Then I will cook you a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed porridge, which is sweet, delicious and delicious."

Zheng Yunhua nodded, "Then you are tired."

Subei smiled slightly, "What's the tiring of making a bowl of porridge."

She patted Hua Jinan on the shoulder, "Ann, you can talk with your aunt, I'll be here in a while."

Hua Jinan squeezed her hand, "Be careful."

"It's okay." Subei got up and got out of the room.

Hua Jinan held Zheng Yunhua's hand and said distressedly, "Mom, I'm sorry, I caused you trouble!"

Zheng Yunhua shook her head and reached out to hold her son's hand, "Silly boy, I'm your mother, what do you want to say to me?"