Wealthy Families: There Is a Mysterious Wife

As soon as the words came out, Ji Rufeng's mother's face turned gloomy, but she didn't answer.

Seeing this, the corners of Ji Rufeng's lips curled into a faint smile, then he lowered his eyes leisurely, and took out the folder in Qin Peng's hand. After a few seconds, he said in a calm voice, "Since you already know , why go around asking me for an answer?"

Even if the facts were confirmed, Ji Rufeng's mother was still very dissatisfied with his son's extremely disdainful tone, her face darkened, she raised her hand, grabbed the folder in Ji Rufeng's hand, threw it on the seat, and scolded: "Look at the files! Look at the files! Look at the files! Ji Rufeng, I'm your own mother, why can't you just put aside the work at hand and spend time with me like a son? That's really what you did when you were young. Race against time?"

Ji Rufeng looked up at his mother who was suspected of being vexatious, smiled slightly, and leaned over to pick up the documents from the chair with a calm expression.

"Feng'er, what do you look like now?" Ji Rufeng's mother was angry and depressed, her tone was full of accusations and dissatisfaction.

Ji Rufeng opened the document indifferently, took the pen from Qin Peng, and wrote it handsomely with a 'shua shua'. After a few seconds, he handed the document and the pen to Qin Peng, and opened his thin lips unhurriedly: "Mom , do you remember how long we haven't seen each other?"

Ji Rufeng's mother couldn't help being taken aback by her son's sudden question.

Ji Rufeng couldn't help laughing wryly, and said softly: "Mom, if Feng'er remembers correctly, we haven't seen each other since I passed my seventh birthday and arrived at the orphanage, although we often video chat afterwards, But Mom, more than 20 years have passed, and I am no longer the seven-year-old boy who can act like a baby in his mother's arms. I have grown up, I have my own home, and I have already formed my own independent thinking mode and concept , but your understanding of your son is still at the age of seven, isn't it?"

Tears quickly filled Ji Rufeng's mother's eyes.

After being reminded by her son, she was surprised to find that the care and love for her son over the years was not pitiful, but almost none.

Heart-piercing pain engulfed her whole body, and her voice choked up uncontrollably: "Feng'er, it's mom who is sorry for you, it's mom who made you..."

Seeing that his mother was about to cry, Ji Rufeng held back his heaviness, forced a calm smile, and said, "Okay, Mom, let's not talk about these past things."

"Then, do you still blame Mom?"

"Is it useful?" Ji Rufeng asked without answering.

Ji Rufeng's mother pursed her lips, and swallowed back the words that came to her lips in pain.

Ji Rufeng took a long breath, and smiled lightly: "It's a lie to say no! But, before the Ji family's iron rules, I think you, as a mother, must be unwilling, reluctant, and helpless. So in the end, I chose to accept my fate instead of blaming anyone!"

Ji Rufeng's mother was very excited, she directly grabbed her son's hand, her voice trembling: "Feng'er, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true!" Ji Rufeng smiled lightly, pulled out his hand without showing any trace, turned his face away, looked out of the window, and said from the bottom of his heart: "In the beginning, I didn't complain just because I figured out how to complain." Not only can't solve any problems, but it will make me depressed and lose myself; in the end, my non-complaint turned into gratitude and even rejoicing, because it is because of your cruelty that I have the opportunity to know the love of my life .”

At the end, his lips couldn't help but filled with tenderness, happiness and sweetness.

Pan Xue, who had been silent all this time, raised her eyes inadvertently, and happened to see this scene, and her heart of admiration and admiration couldn't help but thump.

The car fell into silence again.

The difference from before was that Ji Rufeng no longer dealt with the documents, but quietly looked out the window.

In Qin Peng's eyes, the boss is admiring everything outside the window with the same novelty and purest heart as Shui Lingyou.

The reason why Ji Rufeng's mother remained silent was that, no matter how gorgeous the situation was, the words seemed pale and powerless, and the second was that she couldn't imagine how a girl could manage her cold, arrogant and withdrawn son so well.

After an hour, the car finally drove into the 'Hong' villa area slowly, but it didn't stop at Qinyuan, but directly stopped at Ji Chengwei's Ningyuan.

Ji Chengwei walked out of the room with a smile on his face.

The car door was pulled open by the driver, and Ji Rufeng's mother hesitated for a moment before getting out of the car, and said bluntly, "Feng'er, why are you so unwilling to let mom come and sit with you?"

Ji Rufeng didn't intend to hide it, and replied: "Mom, I won't hide it from you either, I must go to find Lingyou immediately!"

"Just leave it to the police to find someone like this! As the president of the group, you are the first to take charge of the overall situation of the group." Thinking that his son's busyness is actually for the woman who took away half of his property, Ji Rufeng Mother was so angry.

Ji Rufeng didn't care what his mother thought, smiled lightly, and said firmly, "Mom, maybe in your heart, you are just like Dad, as long as the wife of the heir of the Ji family is a high-class daughter who is good for the family, , it doesn't matter who you are, but in your son's heart, without Lingyou, I will die!"

Ji Rufeng's mother couldn't help being angry: "You... are so worthless!"

Ji Rufeng chuckled.

The smile is very charming, but reveals a touch of desolation.

"Mom, I know that you feel in your heart that you look down on Lingyou who also grew up in the orphanage, and think that she is not worthy of me with a noble status! But do you know that without her, I would not be where I am now!" She glanced at Pan Xue lazily and indifferently, and smiled without any meaning: "If I have to give up, then I will choose to give up the dispensable title of being the heir of the Ji Group!"

Hearing that his son had the idea of ​​abandoning his heir again, Ji Chengwei quit, stepped into the car, and expressed his position in a loud voice: "Rufeng, don't worry! As long as your father is there, the position of heir's wife will always belong to Lingyou, and everyone else Don't covet it!"

At the end, she gave Pan Xue a very serious look.

Ji Rufeng smiled knowingly: "Dad, with your words, I feel relieved!" He raised his eyes to look at his mother, smiled slightly, and said, "Mom, do you know? Lingyou is a girl like crystal, not only With an alluring appearance that makes people fall in love at first sight, and a heart that is as clear as crystal, in this life, unless I die, no one will let me let go of her hand!"

Ji Rufeng's mother didn't take it seriously, and the corners of her lips curled into contempt: "If, I mean, if, if she ran away from home this time because she stole a man with your money and raised a man, would you still be like that? Is it so swearing to never give up?"