The famous family is shocked, the president is too dangerous

Chapter 91 One Thought Persistence, San Francisco, USA.

Today's weather is exceptionally clear. In the evening, shortly after the sunset, the lights of the city are lit up at this time. There are many high-rise buildings. Under the lights, there is a bustling atmosphere. one after another.

Although it is winter, the temperature here is not too cold. The young people on the street even wear a chic windbreaker, and they are fashionable among the crowd, full of vigor.

When Jiang Lizhe arrived, it was already evening, and the airport was full of people at this time, perhaps because the Christmas holiday was approaching and there were a lot of passengers traveling.

A group of people came out of the VIP passage, and the leader Jiang Lizhe walked in the front. The man was tall and straight, with exquisite and handsome features. The long black coat portrayed his figure even more elongated. Today, there is no suit attire, just casual The elegant clothes made him look like a jade tree, with a natural nobility, and at the moment, there was an indescribable laziness and casualness, almost immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding people as soon as he appeared in people's sight.

Escorted by the assistant, after leaving the airport, there was already a car waiting outside.

"Go back to the hotel to rest first, and I'll contact you later." After Jiang Lizhe bent over and sat in the back seat of the car, he pointed his head at Sun Ming outside the car door and confessed.

Sun Ming nodded his head to express his understanding, and he responded respectfully, then turned around and got into another car, driving towards the hotel he had booked.

The car went all the way, even though it was evening, the traffic on the road was still very smooth, and it didn't seem crowded.

The scenery outside the car window kept receding in front of his eyes, the lights were dim, Jiang Lizhe rolled down the car window, let the cold wind blow his hair, his elbow rested on the edge of the window, a cigarette was held between his beautiful fingers, scarlet was at the end , Ming Ming Mi Mie.

From the United States to Macau, and then to the city of S in China, today, when I return to this city again, I can see scenes that Jiang Lizhe is all too familiar with. Although this place is prosperous, it has a kind of comfort that makes people feel comfortable. Floating dryness doesn't seem to be born in this place.

The car stopped and went all the way, but Jiang Lizhe's mind never stopped, and many pictures were shown in turn. Those black eyes that made people invisible were as black as ink that could not be melted. No matter how bright the light was, it seemed that none of it could penetrate into his eyes.

He raised his hand, held the smoke to his thin lips, and when he breathed out the smoke, the slowly drifting smoke covered his handsome cheeks with a layer of mist, and there was a sense of solemnity rising. , that makes people feel sorry for each other.

The car moved forward all the way, crossing the orange-red Golden Gate Bridge, the road it was driving on was getting quieter and quieter, and after a long time on the empty road, a car roared past the body.

A cigarette had already been burned to the end, and his lungs were filled with nicotine, but in Jiang Lizhe's heart, it seemed that there were still many chaotic emotions that could not be suppressed.

Without thinking about it, he reached out and wanted to take out the cigarette case again from his coat pocket. At this moment, the car stopped. Jiang Lizhe looked up, and there was a three-story white villa standing in front of him. In this world, the peripheral lights are lit, which makes the building even more majestic.

"Master, I'm home." The driver in front of him is a Chinese, about forty years old, with a loyal appearance, and he has been working in this villa for nearly ten years.

Jiang Lizhe frowned slightly, and finally put the cigarette case back. Hearing what the driver said, he let out a deep "hmm."

The driver in the front driver's seat quickly opened the door, walked around the front of the car, stood outside the back seat and bent over to open the door for Jiang Lizhe. Jiang Lizhe got out of the car, and the driver on the other side nodded to him, and returned to the driver's seat. Then he drove the car into the garage of the villa.

Jiang Lizhe stood where he was, and was not in a hurry to go in. He stood a few steps away from the carved high-speed iron gate, as if he wanted to dispel the smell of cigarettes all over his body.

This is a very famous villa area in this city. The environment is quiet, and there are few passing vehicles. There are big trees on both sides of the road. When the wind blows, the rustling sound is very clear.

About 10 minutes later, the small door on the side of the carved high-speed iron gate was opened by someone sitting inside.

A woman rushed out from the inside. She was dressed very plainly and neatly, her hair was combed meticulously behind her head. When she saw Jiang Lizhe outside the gate, she had a pleasant smile on her face and walked up to her quickly. "Master, you are back."

"Aunt Xuan." When Jiang Lizhe saw the person coming, a smile appeared on Jun Yan's face. Although it was shallow, it could be seen that it was unusually sincere, and the coldness between his brows had faded away. .

Jiang Lizhe was brought up by Aunt Xuan, so the relationship between the two is naturally deep, and Aunt Xuan is the old housekeeper of the family, her status is not low, seeing Jiang Lizhe is like seeing her own child , I was so excited that tears welled up in my eyes, and my complaining tone was full of distress, "You child, it's cold outside after all, you're already at the door, why don't you come in."

Jiang Lizhe smiled, he didn't say anything more after all, and it was almost time, so he walked into the villa with Aunt Xuan.

The appearance of this villa is European architectural style, but the interior decoration reveals a strong classical flavor, with woody fragrance everywhere.

"Where's mom?" Jiang Lizhe asked while taking off his coat.

As soon as Aunt Xuan entered the door, she ordered the servants on the side to bring tea, and now she took the steaming teacup and warmed it in Jiang Lizhe's palm, "Madam is in the Buddhist hall," she paused, and couldn't help but read : "My wife's appetite has decreased a lot during this period, young master, since you are back this time, you should spend more time with your wife, you don't even know, during your return to China, my wife has been thinking about you a lot, tell me You, why don’t you stay in the United States? You can still be busy with your business, but you still have to go back to China, and now you have to go home, it will take a lot of miles.”

The head office of Liya Holdings is located in New York, USA. Although Jiang Lizhe was busy with his business at that time, it was naturally closer to his home than in China. Since the past few months, Jiang Lizhe has shifted his career focus to S Of course, the number of times I went home this time is one of the few, so it's no wonder that Aunt Xuan complained.

Jiang Lizhe smiled, took a sip of the hot tea in his hand, and said a few words of comfort before walking to the second floor of the villa.

The Buddhist hall is located at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Jiang Lizhe's mother lives in this huge villa on weekdays. Other than that, Aunt Xuan and a group of servants live in it. It can be said to be very deserted.

But it happened that Jiang's mother, Di Anying, was happy and quiet. Over the years, she seemed to have gotten used to this kind of atmosphere, so she was quite safe.

Jiang Lizhe walked to the entrance of the Buddhist hall, raised his hand and opened the curtain. In the Buddhist hall with dark wooden floors, the incense on the stage was slowly burning, and a thin woman in an exquisite cheongsam was kneeling on the futon On the table, with his neck hanging down, a string of prayer beads in his hand slowly slid in turn along with the scriptures in his mouth.

Jiang Lizhe left his shoes outside the door, and walked in with light steps. Even so, the woman inside who was chanting scriptures still heard the movement sharply.

"My son is back." Naturally, Di Anying knew that Jiang Lizhe was returning home today, so she sensed the movement, quietly stopped what she was doing, and turned around to see her son, whom she had not seen for a long time, with joy in her eyes.

Xu has been cultivating his body all year round. Di Anying has a calm demeanor. She is nearly fifty years old and has not taken care of herself. Bai Xi's skin is naturally beautiful, and her wrinkles are not obvious. Her facial features are exquisite. The elegant and intelligent temperament added a touch of gentleness to her. It can also be seen that when she was young, she was a stunning beauty.

Seeing that his mother was about to get up, Jiang Lizhe stepped forward quickly, bent over to help her up, and at the same time as a deep male voice sounded, he stretched out his arms and hugged his mother, "Mom, I'm back."

"Okay, okay, just come back." Di Anying stretched out her hand and patted her son's back. The faint smell of tobacco was faintly audible on the end of her nose, but surprisingly, there seemed to be a trace of rumination mixed in at this moment. There was a faint fragrance, she was stunned for a while, but soon came back to her senses, gently pushed her son away, looked carefully with her clear eyes, and after a while, said with a smile: "It seems to be You have grown some meat, it seems that you are used to it in China?"

"Grandpa's people have been arranged, so there is nothing wrong with it." Jiang Lizhe responded, helping his mother out of the Buddhist hall, and the two came to the side hall on the second floor and sat down. He walked up with the tea tray, carefully placed the tea and snacks on the table, and then quietly retreated.

Hearing this, Di Anying raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't rush to speak, she reached out her hand to pick up the teacup in front of her, and took a small sip.

The fragrance of tea surrounded the two of them, fresh and tangy, and the night sky outside the window was also peaceful, with the twinkling stars accompanied by the crystal lamp above their heads, there was an indescribably warm atmosphere flowing.

Regarding her son's words, Di Anying actually had other thoughts at this meeting, it's not that she doesn't believe it, of course she knows that his grandfather loves him, but, "Azhe, will you go back this time?"

There seemed to be a momentary pause between Jiang Lizhe's brows, but then he just frowned, nodded silently, with a handsome face, "the career over there is in the expansion stage."

"Can you tell mom the reason? What made you decide to leave home and America? For so many years, mom thought that you would never leave this city." Di Anying stared at her son in front of her. , she has an illusion, in fact, it is not an illusion, because her son really looks too similar to his father, so she often looks at him, and she can't help but think of the one she loves so much. man.

"The development prospects over there are good." Jiang Lizhe took it lightly.

But his momentary pause just now did not escape Di Anying's eyes. She knew this son, he was too reserved and deep, he kept everything in his heart and refused to tell anyone, including her mother.

"Azhe, mom doesn't want to interfere with your life. You are 32 this year, you are not a child anymore, but to be honest, mom doesn't worry about you, because, like your father, you are emotionally It’s all so persistent that it makes people feel distressed.”

"mom."

"Listen to what mother has to say." Di Anying interrupted him. She finally looked forward to her son's return today. She knew there were some things that she couldn't hesitate any longer. She had to say them. After thinking for a while, there was a touch of determination on her gentle face. , said earnestly: "Mom is not urging you, Mom wants you to be happy more than anyone else, so Mom thinks, you can no longer let your temper come, this is not going to be the Lunar New Year soon, you will come back when the time comes. Go to Singapore, your grandfather has arranged a girl for you, don't try to shirk, just go and meet her."

Jiang Lizhe listened, it seemed that it was unexpected and expected, and there was no excessive emotional fluctuation on his face, but the look in his eyes was serious.

"Mom, why did you join hands with grandpa? Are you in such a hurry to push your son away?" Jiang Lizhe pretended to be sad to win his mother's sympathy.

Di Anying slapped him, not in the slightest bit soft-hearted, "Stop doing this, I promised your grandpa, so don't let your mother get off the stage, and go there on time."

"Can you not go?" Jiang Lizhe argued hard.

"Unless you bring a girl back before the Lunar New Year, then I can intercede for you, but let's make a statement, those star models will be saved. Mom is too old to be stimulated."

Jiang Lizhe stretched out his hands to press the center of his brows, as if he had a headache, but Fang Xin's delicate face suddenly appeared in his mind, her gentle but stubborn appearance, when he thought of it, an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart. The emotions of words are like the torrents under the calm lake, which cannot be calmed down.

Jiang Lizhe put his arms around his mother's shoulders, "Mom, when did my son get so bad, if I let others know that I have fallen into a blind date, it will really be a shame."

Di Anying frowned, and sighed at this moment, but she still couldn't hold it back, and persuaded earnestly: "Azhe, you should understand, Mom wants you to let go of the past and start over. If you focus on Liya wholeheartedly, mom will let you be happy, but mom thinks that you just need some time to accept the facts, but in the end, I found that you don't want to get out of the past at all. If you are so persistent, mom will definitely I won't agree, Mom can't just sit and watch going down the crooked road without stopping, and I thought, "The words stopped here, Di Anying suddenly stopped, he stared at the son in front of him, lingering in his throat, In the end, he still took a deep breath, and finally said heavily: "I don't think Ya Rong would be willing to see you like this."