After being stopped by Aunt Zhang, Lin Hui calmed down. Looking at Qi Jin's poster, Lin Hui had to think of the meaning of Zhang Xue's call at noon.
Whirlwind? Jin Dynasty
Lin Hui took out her mobile phone and searched online, and there was indeed information about Qi Jin.
Lin Hui curled her lips in disdain, only those Internet addicted teenagers would like a game competition, and she said that the father and son would not be able to make a big difference.
When Wan Hui came back, he saw his girlfriend sitting on the sofa with a sullen face.
"what happened
Lin Hui glared at him, motioned him to look at the living room, and said, "Your son's masterpiece, I have a good talk with him, but your son is picky, Wan Hui, when you proposed to me, you said you would not let me marry you." Wronged!"
Wan Hui looked at the large poster in the living room and went in without knowing it, thinking that Lin Hui didn't like it, so he coaxed: "He has done this before, this is his home, he doesn't have to be so angry if he likes to decorate it."
Lin Hui was angry and explained helplessly: "I'm not an unreasonable person. He is free to do whatever he wants with this family, but he put up this poster just to make trouble for me."
Seeing that Wan Hui was puzzled, he had no choice but to say: "The person on this poster is my ex-husband's son, why, now you still want to keep it?"
Wan Hui was surprised, walked over and carefully looked at the person in the poster, and couldn't help feeling: "This child looks really good, just like you!"
Lin Hui rolled her eyes and urged, "Tear it off quickly, what are you looking at there?"
Wan Hui was not in a hurry, walked over with a smile and said, "I'm not in a hurry when your son's photo is there, why are you angry?"
After speaking, he remembered something, and asked puzzledly, "Look at this photo, why does it look like a game poster?"
This poster is a photo of Qi Jin and the hero he used in the intercontinental competition. Wan Hui knows that his son likes games, and he has seen a lot of them on his son's computer desktop before, so he really has some impressions.
Lin Hui looked powerless at his indifferent appearance, and said: "My ex-husband and I have been divorced for three years, and the child belongs to him again. I don't know very well, but the child was addicted to games before, and now he runs to play games , his father doesn't care what I can do."
Knowing about Lin Hui's past, Wan Hui couldn't help but want to comfort her, but before he could say anything, Wan Cong walked down the stairs.
"dad."
Wan Cong called for someone, ignoring Lin Hui sitting on the other side of the sofa, and Wan Hui gave him a glare, but nothing changed him.
Wan Hui was not willing to scold his son all the time, so he changed the subject: "Why did you post the photo of your Aunt Lin's son there? When did you two meet?"
Wan Cong raised the corners of his mouth, and said rascally: "I don't know him, but he is my favorite idol recently, what's wrong with me posting an idol poster!"
Wan Hui was surprised. He didn't expect his son to say that. Looking at his girlfriend with a sullen face, he coaxed: "I didn't expect Xiao Cong to be so attached to your son. Why don't you contact him and pick him up to live with us? Although the child is awarded I killed your ex-husband, but that is also your child, how can your ex-husband stop you from connecting with your mother and child?"
Lin Hui was a little guilty. Looking at the smug Wan Cong, she couldn't help but suspect that he knew something, but she immediately regained her composure. What guilt did she have? It was because of that brat before.
Lin Hui said: "What's the point? When he was a child, he didn't get good grades and thought I was in charge of him. His father relied on him for everything. That child chose his father when we divorced. Now he is doing well. There's no need to come to the door to dislike people."
Wan Hui didn't understand the truth, and thought it was the child who didn't kiss her, which broke her heart, so he said to his son, "You like to post it in your house, and you have to receive guests in the living room, and it doesn't look good to make a poster. "
Wan Cong shrugged, ignored his father, and went upstairs alone.
When it was time to go to bed, Wan Hui came to his son's room, saw him playing a mobile game, sat next to him and coaxed him and said, "Your Auntie Lin is a strong character, she doesn't care if you fight against her every day." , it's not because you don't want to embarrass me for your own father, so you can't think about it for me, stop making trouble."
Wan Cong threw the phone away, looked at his father, and asked curiously: "Dad, what do you like about her? She is indeed good-looking, but she is just like those young girls in their twenties. If you play I won’t say much about a little star girl, you are almost fifty years old, why, you still believe in love like a young boy!”
Wan Hui twitched his lips and scolded with a smile: "What nonsense, is your father that kind of person? Why can't a fifty-year-old find a partner? Your father, I have not married for so many years because of you. Are you so old? You still want me to live alone!"
Wan Cong rolled his eyes, and said disdainfully: "If you want to find a partner, you can find a good one, anyway, I don't like this."
Wan Hui slapped him angrily, and asked him with a smile: "Then what do you like? Tell me."
Wan Cong squinted at his father, and asked back, "Dad, how much do you know about your current girlfriend? How much do you know about her ex-husband? Do you know why they divorced?"
Wan Hui frowned, thought for a while and said, "I know a little bit about it. Her ex-husband is a person who doesn't think about making progress, and she is a bit aggressive. The two of them often quarreled over the discipline of their children, and finally they simply divorced."
Wan Cong curled his lips and said, "She told you this, right? Have you met her ex-husband?"
Wan Hui looked at his son's determined look, and asked curiously: "Do you know anything? Although she has some shortcomings, but no one is perfect. After careful consideration, my father thinks that she is someone who can live with me and have face when I go out." My son, if you are worried about other things, Dad can guarantee you now that she and I will not have any more children, and all the family property will be left to you in the future."
Wan Cong looked at his father with a smile, and couldn't help asking: "Dad, does the woman know what you said? It's still your own decision. Don't marry someone into the door, only to find out that the person thinks differently from you." .”
Lin Hui didn't like children, and she did say that she didn't want children. Besides, at their age, it wouldn't be interesting to have another child. As for the family property, although I haven't talked about it, Wan Hui thought he wouldn't treat Lin Hui badly. The son inherits the family business, and he will also ensure her life, and the two of them can just go out and have fun.
But looking at his son's expression, he finally couldn't hold back and said, "If you want to know anything, tell me quickly, otherwise after a while I will marry your Aunt Lin, and you can no longer object."
Wan Cong stopped entertaining his father, and took out a stack of documents from the safe and put it in front of Wan Hui.
Wan Hui was surprised and couldn't help but looked at his son and beckoned him to explain.
"You found an inexplicable person who is going to get married suddenly, why can't I find someone to check!"
Wan Hui nodded at him, planning to talk about him after reading the materials.
It's a pity that after Wan Hui finished reading the information, before he could open his mouth, he heard his son say: "Dad, take a look, you stand with her ex-husband, if you don't know your worth, who would a woman choose! Don't talk about being aggressive, She teaches in a key high school, and is rated as an outstanding teacher every year. Now she has published a set of necessary mathematics analysis books for high school students. In the eyes of most people, she is clearly successful in her career, but after she divorced, she let her ex-husband take her son with her. It’s really conscientious to almost leave the house.”
He heard his son continue to say: "Because Qi Jin didn't develop according to her ideas, and even cruelly wanted to send people to that disgusting school. Not long ago, there was news that some students were abused by the instructors there. This person Sending it in will definitely peel off the skin."
Whenever Wan Cong thinks of this, he feels disgusted, but he doesn't say anything because he hates the poor and loves the rich. He wouldn't object as much as he does now, but ever since the private detective told him about Lin Hui's plan to send Qi Jin to this kind of school, he didn't have a good attitude towards that woman.
Wan Hui was silent for a while, looking at Qi Sheng's photo, it was obvious that the two were only a few years apart in age, but the years seemed to have left no traces on this person. He will be a person who has no ambition and no interest. If he is not Mr. Wan, few people will choose him at first sight.
Looking at the registration information of the youth management school, Wan Hui couldn't believe it. He himself is a person who spoils children very much, so he really doesn't understand that some parents will give their children to a group of strangers when they can't teach them well. Discipline at will, even knowing that this discipline includes corporal punishment and beating.
Wan Hui felt a little chilled, his son was particularly rebellious for a while and he was not willing to beat him up, this...
Wan Cong saw that his father had been silent. Just as he wanted to comfort him, he heard Lin Hui knocking on the door. He couldn't help twitching his mouth. The father and son can't even talk now
Wan Hui arranged the materials and put them on the sofa, and when he got up to leave, he did not forget to ask: "Go to bed early, don't play too late."
After returning to the bedroom and lying on the bed, looking at the woman with a plump body, fair skin and delicate skin, she couldn't help asking, "What do you think of the Internet addiction control school outside?"
Lin Hui couldn't help but looked up at Wan Hui, seeing that his face was a little heavy, she thought for a while and asked, "Why did you ask this suddenly?"
But seeing Wan Hui not answering but waiting for her answer, Lin Hui frowned and said: "I think since the school exists, it should have its value. It is not incomprehensible to send a child who cannot be disciplined at all, and whose parents are in a hurry to go to the doctor."
Seeing that Wan Hui's expression was not good, he added: "Of course, parents should investigate clearly when choosing a school in a situation like this, and treat it with caution."
Wan Hui lay on his back on the bed, looking at the exquisitely decorated ceiling, a little dazed.
Seeing him like this, Lin Hui couldn't help pushing him twice, "What's wrong with you? Just speak up if you have something to say!"
Wan Hui smiled wryly, and said after a long time: "It just suddenly developed that our values are very different."
Lin Hui thought it was nothing at first, so she sat up immediately when she heard this, and asked Wan Hui, "What do you mean by that? What happened to you tonight? Did Wan Cong say something to you?"
Wan Hui didn't want to talk about it at first, but when she heard her questioning, she couldn't help asking: "You wanted to send your child to a youth management training school?"
Lin Hui didn't expect him to talk about it, but seeing Wan Hui's expression turned pale, she explained it well: "I was impulsive back then, and that kid was really hard to manage, and my ex-husband was very spoiled by him, so I just wanted to find him." A closed school accepts his temperament, I have inquired about the school carefully, and I also want to do it for his own good."
Wan Hui nodded, feeling a little disappointed in his heart. He didn't know until today that he didn't understand the person he thought he could marry and be with for the rest of his life.
Standing up with a wry smile, he put on his slippers and said to the woman on the bed, "I'm going to sleep next door tonight, you should have a good rest first."
Lin Hui was startled, so she got up and asked him, "What do you mean?"
It's a pity that Wan Hui ignored her and walked out directly.
Lin Hui scratched her hair, feeling suffocated in her heart. She was doing it for the children's good, so it's all her fault now!
Wan Hui kept fighting with her for the next few days, and Lin Hui couldn't stand this situation. She wanted to ask him in person, but she didn't want Wan Hui to take the initiative to talk to her.
"let's break up."
Lin Hui opened her eyes wide and asked him in disbelief: "Is it because I almost sent my son to the Youth Management School?"
Wan Hui nodded but shook his head again, and said, "I just thought it through. We have different ideas. Although we don't have any children, I have a son named Xiao Cong. Xiao Cong won't accept you no matter what. I think we really don't. fit together."
Lin Hui was going crazy, and forced her to ask: "He's already an adult, he doesn't accept me, we can live apart, and then..."
Lin Hui wanted to say something more, but seeing Wan Hui's firm expression, she almost lost her temper, "If we break up, we will break up. I really think it's rare for him to accept it!"
Lin Hui wanted to leave directly, but remembered her things in the bedroom, shook hands, and went upstairs to pack them up.
Since she moved into Wan's house, the clothes and jewelry Wan Hui gave her have been kept in their bedroom. Lin Hui opened the suitcase and put away the jewelry one by one.
Wan Hui has been sitting there since he said the breakup, and he didn't stop Lin Hui from going upstairs to pack her things. Although they broke up, she still had to deal with the gift that was given to her back then.
It was not until Lin Hui left for a long time that Wan Hui came to the bedroom. Looking at the empty dressing table and jewelry box, he shook his head and said nothing. He just called Sister Zhang to tidy it up, and asked someone to turn this bedroom into a guest room. .