Yi Ci Leng supervised Zhong Ziang to finish his homework and put it away in his schoolbag before leaving.
The euphemistic name is: "Tomorrow you will bring it to the teacher for you, and you will definitely not be able to get away with a compliment, so keep up the good work!"
Zhong Ziang: "... Get out!"
Yi resigned and left, following the steps of disrespecting his relatives, extremely arrogant.
When I got home, it was getting late, and the nanny stood at the door: "The young master is back."
"Um."
"It's time to eat."
"I'll go upstairs and change."
When he came down, Yi Hansheng was already sitting in the dining room, as if he was waiting for him.
Yi Ci paused: "A rare visitor."
Usually eat, do not see other people at all.
Yi Hansheng's expression was embarrassing: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"
Yi Ci opened the chair and sat down, grabbed the chopsticks and put a chicken leg into his mouth, "Xiang—"
Yi Hansheng: "..."
The nanny brought the last dish: "Sir, it's time to eat."
"Um."
She voluntarily retreated to the kitchen, only the father and son were left in the huge dining room.
"Cough... why are you back so late today?"
Yi Ci squinted at him: "Do you know when I usually come back?"
"..."
"Just say 'late' if you don't know? Is the president as lax as you?"
Yi Hansheng's face darkened completely: "Stinky boy, are you a good upper body?"
Yi Ci gnawed on the chicken leg, and gave his father a "you know, don't mess with me" look.
"… "Grass!
After a while, Yi Hansheng said with a serious face, "I heard that you resigned your tutor?"
"oh."
"You literally—"
Yi Ci: "It happened last semester, why are you asking now? I thought you were acquiescing if you didn't express your opinion."
"..."
"Okay, I'm done eating, take your time." After finishing speaking, he took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and was about to leave.
"stop!"
Yi Ci: "?"
Yi Hansheng coughed lightly: "... sit down."
"what?"
"Our father and son haven't chatted for a long time, let's sit down and talk."
Yi Ci stared at him like a ghost: "Have we talked?"
"..." The gentle and loving father collapsed in a second.
"Old man, are you okay?" Yi Ci leaned forward and looked carefully, that's right, it was his biological father, Yi Hansheng, could it be...
"You were pierced by a human soul?!"
"..."
"Yi Ci! Why don't you talk to me well!"
"Oh, it seems that there is no soul to wear." Yi Ci sat back, "Tell me, what is the matter? It's so roundabout, except for finding me a stepmother, everything else is easy to discuss."
Yi Hansheng muttered: "It's not big or small..."
Immediately, he became serious: "Is the daughter of the owner of Jiangji Pancake Shop the same grade as you?"
Zhong Ziang had a weird expression: "Why are you asking this?"
Could it be that his liking for Jiang Fuyue was discovered by his old man? Are you going to give courtesy first and then soldiers, come and fight mandarin ducks with a stick? !
It doesn't make sense, doesn't he care about these things
Yi Hansheng recalled the investigation materials he got this afternoon: "Her name is Jiang Fuyue?"
Yi Ci's complexion changed slightly, and his tone became cold and hard: "Are you investigating me?"
Yi Hansheng's eyes were dazed: "Check you?"
What he wanted to investigate was also Jiang Fuyue, what was his son doing
Yi Ci didn't answer his doubts: "You are really enough. It's fine to show fatherly love, please use some normal means, thank you."
After finishing speaking, he walked away.
Yi Hansheng: "?" Just, very confused.
Last time he asked people to check the advertising company, but found nothing. Later, he remembered that Jiang Da said that the signboard was brought back by his daughter, so Yi Hansheng asked people to check the boss's daughter.
Didn't expect to find something.
The boss's daughter is called Jiang Fuyue. She is studying in No. 1 Middle School. She is in the same grade as Yi Ci and is in a different class. She has recently performed outstandingly in two subject competitions.
But other than that, there was no direct relationship between her and the four words on the signboard.
Yi Hansheng originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask his son if he knew Jiang Fuyue, but he didn't expect him to react so strongly.
"Did you eat dynamite?"
Yi Ci returned to the room, the more he thought about it, the more restless he became.
The old man suddenly mentioned Jiang Fuyue, what does it mean
But he never chased after and asked the bottom line, as if he was really just asking casually.
What about Yi Hansheng
After Zhong Ziang's dining room, he lost his appetite.
Get up and go back to the study.
Since his son couldn't find anything to ask, he didn't intend to continue asking. He just told the other side: "Investigate further! Be sure to find out the origin of this signboard first."
On the other end: "If you really want to find out, why not ask her directly?"
Yi Hansheng: "Don't worry, I don't have much information, even if I ask, I can't judge whether the answer is true or not. Even if I want to ask in person, I have to wait..."
Only when he gets enough materials and information can he accurately identify and make rational judgments.
If that person is still alive...
Yi Hansheng closed his eyes, shutting off the blazing heat in his eyes: It's been twenty years, and he must be alive!
Since God let him see those four words and see hope, please be merciful to the end, and don't drive him into the abyss of despair when he is about to see the dawn.
…
Under the same moonlight, the Ling family.
"Ah Xuan, drink milk."
"Thank you mom." Ling Xuan took it and put it aside, not in a hurry to drink.
"Do you still want to study?" Zhou Qin glanced at his desk. It was either a test paper or a workbook, and there was also a computer that was always on, so it was convenient to check the information.
"Well, it's still early, you can do another set of test papers."
Zhou Qin: "Isn't the competition over? You should also relax properly and don't push yourself too hard."
Ling Xuan: "The content competition is over, but the Mathematical Olympiad has just begun."
"You..." Zhou Qin looked helpless, "I don't know who I'm competing with, so desperately."
Ling Xuan's eyes were dazed, and Jiang Fuyue's face immediately flashed in his mind.
Do you compete
He just didn't want to leave her too far away.
"By the way, Axuan, I received a call from the school this morning, saying that your admission notice has come down. It's the School of Physics of Q University. You can choose your major. What do you think?"
Ling Xuan didn't speak.
Zhou Qin pursed his lips, but stopped talking.
"Mom, what do you think?" He suddenly raised his eyes.
Zhou Qin breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little guilty: "Q University is a very good school, but the physics major..."
She paused: "I don't mean to interfere with you, but Ah Xuan, I hope you think carefully before making a decision, whether this major is really suitable for you, and what is your plan for the future."
"If you are interested in physics and plan to go on this path for a long time, then my mother will definitely support it. But if you don't really love it, then think carefully and don't give up just because of the recommendation."
"In a family like ours, no matter what your score in the college entrance examination is, there are ways for you to receive the best education, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Zhou Qin has this confidence, and so does the Ling family.
If you do well in the exam, you can stay in China, go to a first-class university, and then go abroad to be gilded;
"Mom, do you want me to study business?" Ling Xuan's eyes flashed.
Zhou Qin didn't hide it, and generously admitted: "Your father and I have this plan. After all, you are the only son, and the Ling family cannot live without an heir. However, we also respect your wishes. It would be better if the two sides can reach an agreement."
Ling Xuan closed his eyelids halfway, and hummed lightly: "I will seriously consider it."
"Then you go to bed early after finishing, Mom is going out first. Remember to drink milk."
"good."
Zhou Qin exited the room and gently closed the door.
Nanny: "Ma'am, the tea is cold."
"Okay, I'll come right away."
Zhou Qin sent the nanny to rest, poured the cold tea into a glass, and carried it into the bedroom.
Ling Qingzhou was wearing a nightgown, leaning against the head of the bed to open the file, the wall lamp hit his handsome side face, there was a hazy sense of abstinence, and the gold-rimmed glasses added elegance.
Zhou Qin was stunned for a moment.
Time seems to have given this man special favor, and there is almost no difference between him today and twenty years ago.
The same handsome, same earnestness, also the same clear and indifferent, lukewarm.
"Husband." Zhou Qin raised a smile.
Ling Qingzhou looked up at her, "I'm back. What did Ling Xuan say?"
"Don't worry, don't worry about our son? He will think about it carefully."
"Um."
"Come, drink tea, just chilled."
Ling Qingzhou waved her hand: "Leave it alone, I'm not thirsty for now."
After finishing speaking, he continued to look through the documents, suddenly paused his gaze, and raised his eyes again: "Ling Xuan, you should pay more attention to it. Q major is good, but a physics major...is not suitable."
"Okay." Zhou Qin put the cup on the bedside table, and sealed the cup with a lid to prevent dust from falling.
Then he lifted the quilt and lay down next to the man...
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