Empire Cute Baby: Despicable Mommy Pets Overwhelming

Gu Tao clinked glasses with Mr. Chen and Yao Zhian, "The principle of making friends is to help each other sincerely. Since Mr. Chen is so forthright to save face, I naturally have to give Mr. Chen face. I have a plan here, which will be implemented in about half a year. At that time, I recruited Mr. Chen to join the team, and tomorrow I will ask the secretary to send you the copy."

A few people whose interests are paramount are confiding their hearts in a high-sounding manner, and they keep saying that they are friends, but they each have their own calculations and interests.

After a meal, Gu Tao did not neglect Yao Zhian, but he really felt the gap between people, especially the invisible sense of distance.

Mr. Chen's sudden change of decision also dealt him a big blow, but in such a situation, there is unspeakable suffering.

Then think of the relationship between Yao Qingxiao, Yang Aitong and Gu Tao, and tomorrow is the death day of Yao Qingxiao's mother.

Yao Zhian couldn't be sure that today's situation had something to do with that incident, but it showed that he really should win over Yao Qingxiao.

Early the next morning, while Yao Qingxiao was still asleep, she received a call from Yao Zhian, "I'm at the gate of your community, we'll go visit your mother's grave together, I've prepared everything, you can just pack it and go downstairs by yourself. "

Yao Qingxiao vaguely knew what he said, "I'm in Eastern Soho, I haven't woken up yet, I'll sleep for a while."

In order to show his sincerity, Yao Zhian came so early on purpose, "Okay, you go to sleep, I will go to Oriental Soho to pick you up."

Yao Qingxiao hung up the phone and turned over, and fell into a warm embrace. A hoarse voice sounded beside her ear, "Who is it?"

"My Father."

"doing what?"

"Go to visit my mother's grave, my father found out with conscience."

Liang Mingfeng kissed her cheek, "Go to sleep, it's still early."

Yao Qingxiao couldn't fall asleep, "Tell me, what would happen if you bankrupted my dad as quickly as possible and left him on the street?"

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"No, I'm just talking about it. No matter what, Yao Kexin's child should be born properly. I don't want to see her live without burdens."

"Okay, don't think so much."

"No, I can't sleep anymore." Yao Qingxiao was in a bad mood, "My mother has been away from me for so many years, why is my father still alive? I often dream about my mother recently, but my father, even I I don’t even remember the day my mother died.”

Liang Mingfeng let her whine.

Yao Qingxiao couldn't fall asleep anyway, so she got up later. While having breakfast, she received another call from Yao Zhian, saying that he was waiting for her at the gate of Oriental Soho.

The smooth lines of the dark yellow Ferrari body quickly receded, and the car drove out of the gate. Yao Qingxiao quickly stepped on the brakes, slid down the window, and waved to the opposite car.

Yao Zhian got off the car and walked towards her, "The color of this car is good, it suits you young girls. I also said to buy you a red Maserati. It seems that you don't really need it."

Yao Qingxiao didn't talk nonsense with him, "Father, you should follow me, you probably don't know where my mother's grave is."

After saying this, she slid on the window and stepped on the accelerator.

Yao Zhi'an really didn't know about Wang Wanjing's cemetery, nor the date of her death, because he didn't care about these at all, and he didn't care about Yao Qingxiao either.

But the world is unpredictable. He has worked hard for many years and experienced too many unpredictable things, but he has realized the meaning of these four words from his eldest daughter.

The car meandered all the way, drove through the suburbs, and drove to the Qingshan cemetery outside the county seat below. The cemetery here is very cheap and located in a remote place. Like this, she accepted Yang Aitong's love and borrowed Yang Aitong's money to buy it. To the cemetery.

Yao Zhian never thought about where Wang Wanjing's cemetery was. He followed Yao Qingxiao's car all the way away, and even wondered in his heart what Yao Qingxiao was taking him to, and whether he could return the same way.

The Qingshan Cemetery is empty and bright under the sun, and the evergreen pines and cypresses cannot make people who are buried underground feel the evergreenness of life.

Holding flowers, Yao Qingxiao walked along the path to Wang Wanjing's tomb.

The photo on the tombstone is just like her name, gentle and quiet. She really hasn't been here for many years, and she hasn't seen a photo of her mother again.

Wang Wanjing's face is different from the one in the dream, but this familiar expression once gave her all the warmth and love in the world.

"Mom, I came to see you. I'm sorry. I was too young to protect you. I was ashamed of you. I didn't even dare to come to see you. You will forgive me, right? I often dream about you recently, You called my name in your dream, you said you miss me, mom, have you been reincarnated, have you become someone else..."

Yao Qingxiao's eyes gradually became moist, and her voice was choked with sobs.

Yao Zhian next to him didn't speak, and he had nothing to say. Looking at the picture of this woman, he couldn't stir up ripples in his heart anymore.

The so-called love has long gone with time, he doesn't feel sorry for her, she didn't give birth to his offspring, and he has lived with her for so many years, he is busy with work, and the love she gave after returning home It is warm, and sometimes even makes him ignore that they have no real love crystallization.

Although it was Su Shumei's appearance that interrupted all of this, Yao Kexin was his own daughter, and it was not wrong for him to leave everything to his own child.

"I'm sorry, I treated you badly for so many years, our daughter has grown up and become a talent..."

Life is like a drama, and drama is like life. A person with an extremely cold heart is saying apologies and memories in his mouth.

"Without Aunt Su, our family of three would be fine now." Yao Qingxiao said this deliberately.

Yao Zhian apologized, "I will always be responsible for Kexin."

"Then what do you owe my mother for so many years?"

"I'll make it up to you."

"How to make up for it?" Yao Qingxiao tilted her head, stared into his eyes aggressively, "Mom has passed away, what kind of compensation can make her come back to life?"

"Sorry, the past can't be changed, let's look at the future, shall we?"

"Okay." Yao Qingxiao said seriously, "I want my father to make a will and notarize it. I have 40% of the inheritance right. It doesn't matter if my father disagrees. With Liang Mingfeng here, as long as we don't separate, as long as he is My children's daddy, I believe that Yao Kexin and Aunt Su will never get a penny in the future."

Yao Zhi'an shivered suddenly. The spring was cold and the wind was a little bit cold and hard. He was vaguely aware of this. Yao Qingxiao never mentioned it, and he deliberately avoided it. When she said it himself, he had to face it squarely, "Okay, I promise. you."