Although Su Zhenxi didn't say anything, the blunt tone still made Qian Weiyi uncomfortable.She turned her face to the side: "Since you have hatred for me, why hide it in your heart? I would rather you scold me a few words than your cold attitude. "

Su Zhenxi knew her mother would be angry.

Obviously she mentioned it herself.

Su Zhenxi told the truth, but she didn't like to hear it.

What's the use of scolding?

Childhood is over.

Nothing can make up for it.

It was Su Zhenxi who had such a tragic experience that made her unwilling to leave her children behind wherever she went.

She feels that as a mother, bringing her children into this world, she has the responsibility and obligation to take care of them and do her best to make them happy.

Qian Weiyi is not a competent mother.

But she was Su Zhenxi's mother after all.

This topic is like a thorn stuck in the throat, even if it is not mentioned, it will be uncomfortable, let alone such a repeated mention?

"I'm leaving in a few days. Have you packed all your things? Have you taken care of things here?" Su Zhenxi changed the subject, "After going abroad, you won't be so free."

"Well, I don't want to go!"

Qian Weiyi sighed, and leaned back on the sofa, "I'm already old, and I don't need money or fame. Sometimes when I think about it, I really don't understand why I have to live so hard."

Su Zhenxi looked at her mother.

She, who has always been elegant, is coiled on the sofa like a girl, her long velvet skirt is naturally placed on the ground, her posture is lazy and comfortable.

"It's okay if you don't go, I'll just tell you over there again."

Su Zhenxi didn't find it bothering, everything was her mother's choice, she always liked freedom, "It's just that if you go back and want to go, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

"Forget it!" Qian Weiwei waved his hand, a little bit reluctant, and looked at Su Zhenxi, "What about you?"

"Someone will replace me for the time being, and I can stay a little longer."

Su Zhenxi stood up after finishing speaking, and said to Qian Weiwei before leaving: "Mom, if you really don't want to go, don't force yourself, it's okay."

"……it is good."

Qian Weiyi didn't stand up, looking at Su Zhenxi's leaving back, his eyes were red.

To make any decision, you need to make up your mind.

After returning, Qian Weiyi often regretted it.

She lost her daughter's childhood. Isn't this a kind of regret for a mother?

It was raining outside, the road was wet, and the wind was cold on people.

As soon as Su Zhenxi came out, a red car stopped in front of her, and the window was lowered, revealing Tang Mengli's face wearing sunglasses.

Su Zhenxi frowned: "You should be recording a romance drama at this time, why are you here?"

Tang Mengli tilted her head: "Come up and tell me."

Su Zhenxi opened the car door and sat in. The red sports car rushed out like an arrow from the string, creating a cloud of smoke and dust.

The man on the phone under the shade of the tree took a mouthful of exhaust and coughed repeatedly, "Ahem, Boss, the security of this house is very good, there are cameras everywhere, I'm afraid it's not easy to attack."

The man's angry curse came from the other side of the phone, which was blown away by the wind.

In the car, Tang Mengli blew a bubble with chewing gum, and said in a leisurely tone, "I beat the director. While she is in the hospital, I will give myself a day off."

Although Tang Mengli was unconcerned, she would not hit someone for no reason. Su Zhenxi looked at her, "If I remember correctly, the director is a woman. What happened to her? It made you so angry that you fought?"

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