He took out the ring, and the diamond still shone, still the same as before, but no one who once owned it was.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the wine glass, put it down heavily, and with a snap, the bottom of the cup was pressed on the table.

That year, in order to propose to her, he specially customized it. This was not the most expensive ring for her. She came from a wealthy family and had many precious jewelry, and there were many valuable ones.

But after putting on the ring, she never took it off again.

She said, "Mo Han, I like it very much."

She looked happy at that time.

"I'll wear it for the rest of my life."

She put her arms around his neck and said, "Mo Han, I love you, I believe in you, and I am willing to give everything for you."

Jiang Mohan looked at her simple and beautiful smile and asked, "Why?"

Zong Yanxi snuggled in his arms, "Love means trusting each other and giving each other, right?"

Because this is how parents are.

At that time, he was very disdainful and thought that she was a flower in a greenhouse, not understanding the sufferings of the world, nor understanding the hearts of the people. How could there be unreserved love in this world?

His father and mother also depended on each other and fell in love with each other, but what did they end up like?

Change your mind, abandon, divorce... He should not believe in her love, nor do he believe in the love she said in this world.

He doesn't believe it! "But why am I so sad after you leave? I feel heartbroken when I look at your past relics?"

He pinched the cup in his hand tightly, and the glass almost crushed it! buzzed... buzzed... The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He didn't go to look at it, but just supported his side face with one hand, and could vaguely see his eyes being confused by the fog.

The phone rang and stopped, and it stopped and then rang again, and there was a stance that it would not stop until it was answered.

He took out his cell phone and saw the caller ID on it, and he hung up directly.

It quickly vibrated again.

He calmed down and started to get his voice very cold, "Is there anything?"

"Your dad is so sick, come back and see him."

The woman there was very careful voice and even prayed.

He did not respond, but the expression on his face became more gloomy and cold.

"No matter what, he is your father. Come back and have a look. If... you will regret it."

regret?

A sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his lips, and hung up the phone, and when he said he regretted it, he also wanted to ask his father.

He dialed the driver's number and asked him to prepare the car, and he was going out.

The driver over there responded.

He hung up the phone, stood up and walked to the sofa to pick up the coat on it and put it on his body, and walked out.

The driver was already waiting at the door. He walked over and opened the rear door and bent over and went in.

The driver closed the car door and ran to the front and sat in the driver's seat. The car drove out soon.

He sat in the back seat and pressed his eyebrows to relieve the alcohol on his head.

After a while, the car stopped and the driver came over to open the door for him. He bent down and got out, "Give me the car keys, wait until I go back by myself, you get off work."

The driver handed over the car key, he reached out to take it, stood downstairs and looked up, and walked in without expression behind.

When he walked to the door, he raised his hand and knocked on the door. Soon the door opened from inside. It was his stepmother Qiu Mingyan.

"Come in quickly."

She quickly turned her body and gave him a seat.

Jiang Mohan walked in without expression and said coldly, "I have something to say to him, and I don't want anyone to disturb me."

Qiu Mingyan couldn't hold back her face and said embarrassedly, "Okay, no one will come in and talk to you father and son."

Jiang Mohan walked towards the room.

When he opened the door and saw his father lying on the bed, he walked in and closed the door, pulled a chair and sat by the bed.

"You're here."

As a father, he did not have the majesty of being a father, nor did he have the concern of family affection. Some of them seemed like greetings between people he knew.

Last year, he suffered a stroke and suffered a lower body aversion and has been in bed since then.

Jiang Mohan rarely sees him.

"Is there something wrong with asking me to come?"

His expression was very dull and he had no emotions.

He didn't come, and he knew his situation. It would be fine if he lived for a few more years. Qiu Mingyan suddenly called him to come. It was probably because he had something to ask for.

As for what happened, it was naturally the couple's son, his half-brother.

The couple's hearts are so sweet that they are so spoiled that they don't go to school well and drop out of school before going to school to get into society.

I don't have a serious job and don't love home all day.

"Mo Han..." Jiang Jun wanted to speak but stopped, and did not have the majesty of being a father. "You are just such a younger brother. Do you have the heart to see that he doesn't even have a job?"

Jiang Mohan's expression was faint, "My mother gave birth to myself."

Jiang Jun's face looked a little ugly, but for the future of his youngest son, he still smiled, "Mo Han, my mother and I divorced because we no longer love each other..."                                                                                                          

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Mohan.

He looked at Jiang Jun, with an undetectable emotion hidden in his eyes, "Since it's not because of love, why did you marry me?"

Before Jiang Jun could give him the answer, he said again, "At that time, your family was the same poor. In today's words, it was a good family, so if you marry her, if you don't come out, you might be old together. But when you come out, you have achieved something and are not a good family with her, because you are richer than her, you look down on her countryside, don't know how to dress up, have no education, and you have no face to keep it by your side, so you don't love her anymore."

“Did you ever think about it?

When you are out there, who will take care of your son and respect your parents?

When you are not here, she will take on all the burdens of the family and shoulder the responsibilities that a father should have shouldered. If you say no to love her, you will abandon her."

Jiang Mohan's expression and voice became colder and colder, "You don't love her because she has no smooth skin, no slim body, and no longer has her youthful appearance when she married you. Her face has no traces of youth, her hands are rough and her face is yellow, so you don't love her."

"Why should I take things that have been in the past for a long time? Can you be happy if you are upset?"

Jiang Jun frowned.

Jiang Mohan sneered, “Happy?

Father, tell me, what does happiness feel like?"

Jiang Jun remained silent.

"Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Mohan mocked, "Is there nothing to say, right?"

"You should not let go of things in the past, it will not be good for you."

Jiang Jun tried to enlighten him and let him let go of his past events.

"If she didn't die, I wouldn't hold a grudge against you, because of you, she would die!"

If he didn't divorce her, she wouldn't be a nanny for her and wouldn't die! As long as he gave him some time, he would definitely take care of her when he grew up.

But she didn't have the chance to see him grow up! "After marrying you, she was everything a wife should do. What did she do wrong?

If you don't love her, why did you marry her?

Let her spend most of her time was wasted by herself?"
Chapter completed!