Since then, I will not pay in vain

This Friday, Hua Zijiao went back to Huayuan for a reunion dinner as usual.

Several months have passed, except for this day, he has never been home, and the reason why he came back this day is mainly because of Ning Xiangmin, he just wants to come back to see grandma.

He finally understood grandma's good intentions, but it was too late to regret it!

In the luxurious dining room, a whole family is waiting for him, he is the head of the house, if he doesn't come back, no one dares to move their chopsticks!

Ning Xiangmin sat at the main seat, her complexion was rosy, but her eyes were deep and her face was serious.

"Zijiao." Hua Zijiao strode in, and Wu Xianglin immediately went up to meet him.

She hadn't seen her son for several months, and she often shed tears. Today, she finally saw her son, and she was very excited.

But as soon as Hua Zijiao saw her, his face stretched longer than that of a horse, his whole body was indifferent, as if he didn't recognize her, he passed her and walked straight towards Ning Xiangmin.

Wu Xianglin's enthusiasm froze on his face, and he stood disappointed and sad.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Hua Zijiao sat down beside Ning Xiangmin and asked gently.

Ning Xiangmin looked at her most proud grandson, and nodded slightly: "Zijiao, I'm fine, after dinner, we two have a good chat."

"Okay." Hua Zijiao agreed. During this time, grandma is the only light in his heart. All his guilt and pain can only be relieved when he sees grandma.

The old lady announced dinner.

Everyone started to eat quietly, the servants stood on the ground, and the whole meal was silent.

For this kind of family banquet, Hua Zijiao always eats something symbolically and then leaves.

Ning Xiangmin was old and had no appetite, so he just stood up after drinking some soup.

Hua Zijiao supported her and walked towards the study.

"Mu Qing, bring the best Longjing tea." Ning Xiangmin ordered as soon as he entered the living room.

Wen Muqing promised to go busy.

Hua Zijiao bowed his head and sighed endlessly.

After he divorced Jiang Xinyao, he was never seen by his grandmother, and he was always neglected every time he came here, but after Jiang Xinyao's death, his grandmother treated him better and restored him the best treatment.

But he would rather grandma scold him and beat him than grandma treat him so gently, he really doesn't deserve it.

After a while, the aroma of Longjing tea slowly permeated the air, and Hua Zijiao held the teacup, feeling sore in his heart.

At this moment, he clearly realized again that he had lost Jiang Xinyao forever.

"Zijiao, do you still hate grandma for forcing you to marry Xinyao?" Ning Xiangmin asked in a muffled voice after taking a sip of hot tea.

The word 'heart ballad' made Hua Zijiao tremble all over.

"No." He shook his head immediately, feeling extremely ashamed, "I only regret that I fell in love with that vicious woman Wang Jiayu when I was blind."

Ning Xiangmin let out a long sigh: "Actually, it's not completely your fault. Grandma and your mother are both at fault. Wang Deyu and his wife have already set your mind on you, and you are still young and have little social experience, so they tricked you."

Hua Zijiao lowered his head, after all he was confused and his sins were serious.

Ning Xiangmin's eyes shone with sagacity, and he said again:
"But now, Xinyao and the child in her belly are dead. There is no medicine for regret in this world. The dead are gone. The living should move forward. Some things have passed. No matter how much you feel guilty or regretful, it will be of no avail. , I advise you to try to let go of everything."

Hua Zijiao's nose was wet and his body was stiff.

"Thank you grandma for reminding me, I will, but in this life, I will never have happiness again." He smiled bleakly.

"Zijiao, compared with family business, personal happiness is always more important than family business. In a big family, someone has to bear the burden to move forward. You are the head of the family, and the responsibility belongs to you. I allow you to be sad for a while, but this time There is definitely a time limit, I hope you can come out as soon as possible and return to your normal life, don't let me worry about you again, grandma is really old." Ning Xiangmin's face was serious.

At present, in Hua Zijiao's almost crazy work, Huayu Group has been thriving. She is satisfied with this, but in life, he is almost strict with himself, which is torturing himself in disguise. Qiangqiang couldn't bear this kind of torture.

She didn't want to see a young body being tortured like this.

That's her grandson.

She wants him to live a healthy life.

Hua Zijiao understood grandma's intentions and did not speak.

After a while, he got up to say goodbye, and the tall figure walked outside.

Ning Xiangmin watched him try to raise his head high, but the heavy breath all over his body was oppressive, and she was so distressed that she shed tears.

She understands his thoughts best.

But it's too hard to go on like this, when will I be tall!

She really regrets it now, regretting that she shouldn't have bought Jiang Xinyao back as his wife, which hurt the two young people.

Hua Zijiao was walking in a daze on the tree-lined path in Huayuan. When he raised his head unconsciously, he saw a heavy gate.

Hearing Pavilion.

He actually came here!
After standing blankly for a while, he opened the door and walked inside.

"Young master." Sister Shen stood in the living room and looked at Hua Zijiao who walked in, choked up without words.

After Jiang Xinyao died, she lived here. The old lady said that this house belonged to Jiang Xinyao, and no one could live in it. She lived here every day to guard the house for her.

She keeps the villa clean and tidy every day, just like Jiang Xinyao used to be here.

She knew that she would never be able to wait for the hostess in this life, and often shed tears of sadness. Seeing Hua Zijiao today, she felt sad again.

"Sister Shen, I'm just here for a walk, you go first." Hua Zijiao waved her hand and walked upstairs with heavy steps.

"Master." Sister Shen chased after her, wiping her tears, "Young Mistress has already left, please let your condolences pass. You are the head of the family and the president of Huayu Group, and you are responsible for the important mission of the family. It's time for you to start a new life of your own."

She had known for a long time that Hua Zijiao had lived a life of neither human nor ghost during this time. Although she was saddened by Jiang Xinyao's departure, she also hoped that the young master could come out. After all, the living always have to move forward.

Hua Zijiao paused and continued walking upstairs without saying a word.

in the bedroom.

Everything that belongs to Jiang Xinyao remains unchanged.

He sat down by the bed and stroked the sheets, his nose gradually panting.

Fingers caressed her temples.

In the past few months, he deliberately used work to anesthetize himself and didn't think about her, but her voice, smile and every bit of the past would drill into his mind bit by bit in the dead of night.

Her smile, her tears, and her blood penetrated into his heart little by little, and melted into his blood.

He was like a trapped beast about to break out of the cage, struggling to the death in extreme pain.

He knew that in this life, he would never be happy again.

He has lost their love!No longer qualified to have love.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the bed screen, as if he was about to fall asleep.

After a while, I stood up and walked to the embroidery room.