Rebirth: The fake young master became a millionaire after becoming a millionaire

After Gu Nian picked up Xu Chuyi, he drove back to Xu's house.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw a bunch of people sitting in the living room.

Xu Chuyi paused for a few seconds, then ran over happily and hugged Song Xia who was standing at the front.

"Mom! I'm back!"

The night was dark, and when he returned home from a busy day, he found his whole family waiting for him. Xu Chuyi felt that all his fatigue had suddenly disappeared.

"Okay, okay." Song Xia patted the lively Xu Chuyi on the back with a smile on his face.

Xu Xiaoxing joked on the side: "You are such a big man, why do you still act like a little kid, looking for your mother as soon as you get home?"

Xu Chuyi let go of Song Xia and made a face at Xu Xiaoxing: "Second brother, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

When Xu Xiaoxing heard this, he held back his laughter and stepped forward to sneak away.He glanced at Gu Nian next to him, pinched Xu Chuyi's cheek, and said, "You dare to tease me after not seeing me for a few days."

The flesh on Xu Chuyi's cheek was pinched gently. He puffed up his cheeks and snorted, then asked Xu Zhiyi behind Xu Xiaoxing for help.

"Big brother!"

Xu Zhiyi received the signal, took a step forward, patted Xu Xiaoxing's shoulder, and said behind him: "Tuantuan has just returned home, don't make trouble with them."

Seeing this, Song Xia smiled repeatedly and came over to take Xu Chuyi away. Then he looked at Gu Nian who was standing behind Xu Chuyi and quietly watching these people playing, and asked softly: "Have you eaten? I asked the old man He is making some soup in the kitchen."

"I had something to eat on the way back just now," Xu Chuyi said, "but I still miss the food at home!"

Xu Chuyi's appetite was spoiled by Gu Nian.I have been unable to eat for the past few days. The food produced by the program crew is not terrible, but it is not as good as the food cooked by Gu Nian himself, nor the food cooked by the chef Lao He who has been used to it for 16 years.

In fact, no matter how delicious the food in restaurants outside is, what people miss the most is home-cooked meals.

Xu Chuyi took Gu Nian and sat on the dining table, waiting for Lao He to bring the stewed soup.

He raised his eyes and looked through the glass window at the people standing in the living room. After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that they showed no intention of coming over to eat together, he asked, "Mom, Dad, don't you want to eat together?"

Song Xia's voice sounded outside: "We all ate, that's specially reserved for you two."

Several people outside the living room looked at Xu Chu when he spoke. Seeing that Song Xia had replied, they stopped explaining.

Xu Chu nodded. Just as he was about to look away, he saw Uncle Zhang coming down the stairs, seemingly holding something in his hand.He stared for a while with half-squinted eyes before he saw clearly that they were black dots.

He muttered: "Why are you at home?"

Gu Nian raised his eyelids and glanced at Lao He, who was slowly walking over from the kitchen carrying two bowls of soup, and answered Xu Chuyi's question.

"I brought it home yesterday," Gu Nian said. "My mother said I couldn't take care of myself in the apartment alone."

Just when Xu Chuyi was about to say something, Lao He brought two bowls of soup to the dining table. While placing the bowls and chopsticks neatly, he whispered: "My wife made these by herself."

Xu Chuyi was stunned and tried to digest this sentence: "Mom...did it?"

"That's right!" Lao He said happily, "Madam has been learning how to cook in the past few days, just to cook for the young master."

Lao He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice a little: "Young Master, Madam is not very good at cooking, but this soup is still good."

"Try it?"

Xu Chuyi's throat was a little choked. This was the first time that his mother had done such a thing for him and their children.

A strong woman in the workplace who has no fingers in the sun is willing to be stained with fireworks for her beloved child.

Xu Chuyi glanced at Gu Nian, seemed to have thought of something, stood up and ran out.Under the confused looks of other people in the living room, he took Song Xia's hand and looked at it carefully.

I don't know if it was Xu Chuyi's misunderstanding, but the fingertips of Song Xia's slender, white hands seemed a little redder than before, as if they had been burned before and had not fully recovered.

"What...what happened?" Song Xia asked softly.

"Mom, don't be like this next time." It feels really wonderful to be cared about by someone, especially Song Xia, who has raised me for more than ten years.

Growing up, his mother would not express her concern for her children. It was only in the past few years that she suddenly realized how she cared about her children. She ignorantly learned how to get along with them in the way ordinary families get along with each other.

But Xu Chuyi doesn't need his mother to be like this.

Mothers all over the world are generally different. Some are housewives who enjoy taking care of their families and gain satisfaction; some are white-collar workers in the workplace who pursue work but silently care about their children...

They have different careers, but have the same identity - mother.But cooking is not how all mothers express their love.

They have all kinds of possibilities and don't need to force or sacrifice anything for their children.

The identity of mother has never been a shackle.They put themselves first and the mother of a child second.

Xu Chu's eyes were filled with tears. There were some things he had wanted to say for a long time.

"Mom, I know you have been blaming yourself for my sudden departure two years ago."

Song Xia was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but curl up with his left hand held by Xu Chuyi.She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Xu Chuyi said: "Mom, I don't need you to be like this."

His departure two years ago was a huge blow to everyone.It was at that moment that his mother truly learned to be a mother.

Xu Chuyi filled in the blank memory that had been missing for two years from Uncle Zhang's words.He has a more or less understanding of his family's situation.

After Song Xia left Xu Chuyi, he spent more time at home.The busy life seemed to come to an abrupt end because of this incident, and gradually returned to peace.

Song Xia is as stubborn as Xu Chuyi in some aspects.They all like to take the blame for their mistakes.

Feeling guilty and guilty, Song Xia trapped herself in the Xu family.She was alone in the empty Xu family villa, waiting for the bad boy who had been wandering away and not returning home for a long time.

It seems that by doing this, the children can go home earlier.

But Xu Chuyi knew that Song Xia should not be fettered by his family and trapped here without ambition.She is so bright and elegant, an ambitious woman should show off her talents in the workplace and dominate the world.

For Song Xia, the workplace is like a fish swimming in the water or a bird flying in the sky.

"Women are not weaker than men, but they can still be invincible in the business world and be at the top." This has been Song Xia's goal since childhood.

But now...

With tears in his eyes, Xu Chuyi said with a smile: "I like mothers who kill everyone in the workplace."

Song Ya heard the implication. She paused for a few seconds before coming back to her senses. She patted the back of Xu Chuyi's hand gently, and her voice was supported by her breath: "Mom knows."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Xiangzhen asked.

The two people spoke so quietly that even Xu Chengyan, who was sitting nearest, didn't hear them clearly.

Xu Chuyi suddenly raised his eyebrows, glanced at Song Xia, and replied, "This is a secret between me and my mother."

Everyone: "..."