The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Beijing.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Mrs. He was still sitting in the living room with a cold face.

Although she is 68 years old this year, the years have only left insignificant traces on her face.

Her eyebrows and phoenix eyes are gentle and there is a hint of nobility. Her gray hair is meticulously tied behind her head with an emerald hairpin. When paired with a black silk cheongsam with red edges, she looks even more dignified.

But at this moment, her expression of sullenness actually showed her leadership style to the extreme.

"grandmother."

He Ting sat opposite her, his tone somewhat helpless.

Five hours have passed since she came back, and she has been sitting like this without saying a word and not eating a bite of dinner.

But He Ting was actually very tired.

He hardly slept well in the laboratory these days. During the day, he didn't dare to relax for a moment, and he 'participated' in a six-hour operation and rushed back without stopping.

Even though my body is made of iron, I can't bear it anymore.

"Since you don't want to talk to me, I'll get out of your way first."

He Ting sighed and stood up and walked upstairs.

Mrs. He immediately stared, her voice seemed to be trembling, "You, you stop!"

He Ting had known this, so he turned around and sat down.

Mrs. He began to criticize her, "Tell me what you did today! You are getting more and more shameful. Do you still care about me, your grandma?"

"It's a special situation. I'm in a hurry."

He Ting took down the small cup of bird's nest that had been kept warm on the table and pushed it over, with a calm expression on his face, "I'm so angry that it hurts my liver. Grandma, please give me some rock sugar bird's nest to calm down. I've already paid the compensation."

"Is this about money? He Ting, are you deliberately trying to make me angry to death?"

Mrs. He stood up and stamped her feet in anger, her eyes turned red, "Don't mention anything else, just because it is the place your grandfather dedicated his life to! You should have full respect, right?!!!"

He Ting couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he looked at Mrs. He with his dark eyes, "I know I was wrong, grandma, it's all my fault."

"Then just stay in the capital and prepare to get married!"

Mrs. He looked at him sadly, "I am already this age, and I can still see you for a few more years! You are trying to shirk away from a good marriage. When I go underground in the future, I will see your grandfather, your parents, and you. Sister, how can I have the face to face you!"

In an instant, He Ting's eyes darkened, as dark as an abyss.

"Sister, she took the initiative to ask to be assigned to Hancheng because she didn't want to marry Ji Qinglin."

But in the end he never came back!

"So it was because I was too soft-hearted! I was too spoiled to her!"

Mrs. He was even more excited, even with a hint of crying in her voice, "If you had listened to me and got married, now the children would have called me Grandma! But in the end! Not even the whole body was left! Xiaojin...she... What a good girl she is..."

She choked up, tears streaking her face.

"But that's not what she wanted at all."

He Ting frowned hard and forced himself to restrain his emotions, "Grandma, she is so good, how could she be willing to be trapped at home and be a noble lady? She is an eagle, not a canary!"

Therefore, there was only one last word in her preparation.

Buried in Hancheng.

"Then what does she want!"

Old Mrs. He was unwilling to accept his attitude at all, and she lost control of her emotions. "You all want something! You always only think about yourself! You are scrambling to dedicate yourself to your ideals, but what about me! Send your husband away, Send away my son and daughter-in-law, and even my granddaughter! Have you ever thought that I will gradually become lonely and helpless!"

After saying this, her chest heaved violently and she fell onto the sofa, crying silently.

He Ting remained silent.

Mrs. He sat up again after a while, with a pleading look on her face, "Grandma, can you please? Xiao Ting, just treat your poor grandma as a pity, don't leave anymore, let grandma know that she still has a family, and there is still a chance to witness You, you, get married and have children..."

"It's okay to get married."

He Ting still lowered his gaze, but his voice was firm, "I choose the person myself."

"That won't work!"

Mrs. He directly denied it, "You must be using the excuse that the person you want to marry is slowly looking for someone to stall me! Your sister has already used this excuse before, and I will never be deceived again! The Ye family's I am very optimistic about Su Han, so marry her!"

"Absolutely impossible."

He Ting raised his head, his dark eyes as quiet and cold as ancient wells, "If grandma insists on insisting, I will leave immediately and never come back."

"you!"

This sudden move made Mrs. He so angry that she could not speak.

All kinds of emotions surged in her heart, and finally she got up and bumped against the hard mahogany wine cabinet beside her, "Then you have to finish my funeral before leaving!"

He Ting immediately stepped forward to hold her.

"Let go! If you can, leave now!"

Mrs. He couldn't get away, so she stepped on him first, and then slapped him hard in the face!

In an instant, a red mark appeared on the profile of his handsome and deep face like a knife.

But He Ting just looked at her quietly.

Then suddenly, Mrs. He trembled, her eyes full of panic, "Xiao Ting, I'm sorry! Grandma didn't mean it, grandma just..."

"Grandma, you are tired, please rest."

He Ting let go of her wrist, then glanced at the servant next to him who didn't dare to express his anger, "Send the old lady up."

"Yes!"

The servant quickly supported Mrs. He, lowering her head and not daring to look at He Ting's face.

Mrs. He lost her temper now, as if all her anger was thrown away with that slap. At this moment, there was only endless self-blame and heartache, "Little..."

He Ting turned around and strode away.

Mrs. He lowered her head sadly, her tears falling like pearls into the carpet on the stairs.

"Grandma just doesn't want to lose it again..."

"Little Ting..."

*

In a simple study room.

"Ouch! Ouch, please be gentler! Look carefully at that old body!"

Qin Zhihang stood upright and rubbed his butt bitterly until it was about to burst. "Sir..."

"Stand still for me! Stop smiling so playfully!"

The old man dressed in military uniform and with a stern voice raised his feet high again, and his shiny leather shoes fell heavily on Qin Zhihang's butt.

Qin Zhihang bared his teeth, but just shook his head.

"Telling you to make nonsense again! You are becoming more and more daring! I recruited you specially and gave you preferential treatment so that you can give full play to your talents and contribute to the country! It is not that you become a big dog who can run away and break the discipline, let alone In order for you to mislead the grandson of the old He family! You little bastard!"

The old man was tired from kicking, so he sat down angrily and stared at him.

"This……"

Qin Zhihang couldn't help but scratch the back of his head. He was the one who led Brother Ting astray!

It was obviously Brother Ting who led him astray!

But just as he was about to open his mouth, the old man's eyes widened twice as wide, "If you talk back, your ass will really bloom!!!"

Qin Zhihang narrowed his neck like a quail in resignation, and then bared his teeth in an obedient manner.

Forget it, forget it, who made him and Brother Ting be good brothers!

After all, what Brother Ting faces is much more difficult than what he is facing now...