Ji Yunting pursed his lips but smiled without saying a word.

That night, he took the high-speed train in Haicheng and returned to Guangzhou.

I originally thought that it was a bit late to leave the station, so I simply found a hotel outside to sleep for one night before going home the next day.

But thinking about what his adoptive parents had said to him, Ji Yunting gave up the thought in his heart.

When he was young, his adoptive mother Zhang Xiaohui said to Ji Yunting: "Child, we will be a family in the future, and you will be the son of our Ji family."

Don’t get along with your parents. Mom and Dad will raise you well and grow up, give you a stable life, and let you live a good life."

When Ji Yunting grew up and went out to work, Zhang Xiaohui would ask about her well-being on the phone. Whenever she heard Ji Yunting’s return, she would always say happily: “Mom left you a door and cook the food you like for you to come back.

It’s okay no matter how late it is, mom is waiting for you!”

Ji Yunting also treats his adoptive parents as his biological parents from the bottom of his heart and is filial.

But the better his adoptive parents treat him, the more he can't suppress his emotions and compare Song Meixin with them.

There is no harm without comparison!

Gradually, his hatred for Song Meixin, a cruel woman, became deeper and deeper. The more he wanted to forget, the deeper he became.

The Ji family's house is located in the old city of Suicheng. The house is a bit old and backward now.

But in the 1980s, those who could build such a large house and those in the central part of the city were rich and wealthy houses.

The Ji family did have a rich family in the 1980s. The adoptive father Ji Congli was one of the first self-employed businesses. He traveled around the world and earned his first pot of gold in his life at a young age.

Later, the business grew bigger and bigger, and the family's conditions became better and better. As the only son of the Ji family, Ji Yunting loved him very much, so he naturally lived a good life.

It’s a pity that in the mid-1990s, Ji Congli encountered a group of fraudsters in the business world, and almost all of his life’s savings were cheated.

Ji Congli was also hit hard, and he could no longer be able to get excited and energy to start over. He only relied on renting a few street shops in his home to make a living.

Ji Yunting opened a company in Kyoto. After making achievements, he wanted to take their two elders to live in Kyoto, but Ji Congli was conservative and unwilling to leave Suicheng.

Ji Yunting thought about buying a new house for his adoptive parents in the new city area, but his adoptive parents also refused.

Later, his adoptive mother Zhang Xiaohui secretly told her son, saying, "Your father is arrogant and arrogant. Although more than ten years have passed, he has always been resentful of his past failure.

The greatest achievement in this life is this once enviable mansion. If you let him move out, it is equivalent to erasing his former glory, and he will definitely not agree.

Besides, this house was always thought about asking someone to design and built with good materials. I am used to living comfortably, so don’t worry about our food and accommodation.”

The adoptive mother said this, and Ji Yunting also understood the adoptive father's complex towards the house. After asking someone to renovate it two years ago, he did not mention buying a house.

It was already ten:30 pm at this time, and the old city was shrouded in dim light and shadow, looking backward and decadent.

The once hustle and bustle night market is gone forever. Apart from a few food stalls and snack shops that open midnight snacks, there are fewer and fewer people than before.

Ji Yunting walked through two familiar alleys and followed the dim street lights at the entrance of the alley towards his old house.

The gate of the courtyard had already been locked. Ji Yunting pulled up the black iron for more than ten times, and finally heard footsteps coming from the courtyard.

"Who is that late?"

"Mom, it's me, I'm back!" Ji Yunting answered.

When Zhang Xiaohui inside heard that it was her son's voice, she was happy on her face. She walked in two steps in three steps, quickly pulled out the door bolt and opened the door.

Ji Yunting's tall and straight figure appeared in her eyes like a mountain.

The shadows enveloped the top of his head, making Zhang Xiaohui, who was originally short, look even more petite and thin.

"Yunting, why don't you call your mother in advance when you come back?

Are you hungry? Mom makes you a midnight snack for you..." Zhang Xiaohui hugged her son, patting his back like she did when she was a child and chattered.

Ji Yunting was held by his adoptive mother like this, and an unspeakable warmth rose in his heart.

He also bent down and hugged his adoptive mother, and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm not hungry, don't be busy. I'm just passing by on a business trip, thinking of going home to see you and my dad!"

"Are you here for a business trip? Don't you stay at home for two days?" Zhang Xiaohui asked while pulling her son into the yard.

"I have to fly to Kyoto tomorrow, and the company still has a lot of things to deal with!" Ji Yunting apologized.

Although Zhang Xiaohui couldn't bear to leave her son so quickly, she thought that her son was doing his career and did not dare to delay it. She smiled and said, "Work is important.

Your dad is not asleep yet. I didn't let him drink during dinner. He was still saying that if you were drinking with you at home, I wouldn't have read it.

Look, I’m so hungry that I can’t sleep because I’m so hungry.

Just in time, when you come back, I'm going to make two of you guys and have two drinks for you guys, and you can have two drinks with your dad!"

When Ji Yunting heard his adoptive mother say this, he naturally would not refuse. He smiled and said yes, and let his adoptive mother go into the kitchen to work hard. He carried a large bag of supplements and went into the main hall to talk to his adoptive father.

The two men and women had a great time chatting.

Although Ji Yunting was not their biological son, they had never concealed his life experience, but they always used heart to protect the children they raised, and their feelings between them were no longer something that could be distinguished by one blood relationship.

Ji Congli was happy to drink a few more drinks. Seeing that his son had bought so many supplements, he waved his hand to tell him not to do these next time, but he didn't pay attention to letting him say that a few days ago, Cousin Song from Haicheng came over and gave him a lot, but he didn't eat them.

When Ji Yunting heard about cousin Song, his eyes suddenly became cold.

He guessed that this cousin Song must be Song Meixin.

He wanted to ask his adoptive father what she was doing at home, but his adoptive mother Zhang Xiaohui was very sensitive. When he heard his wife inadvertently mentioning sensitive characters, he showed a secret expression and reached out to twist her waist gently.

The pain made Ji Congli sober a little. He realized that he had just spoken without any restraint. He was worried that his son would continue to ask questions, so he took advantage of the excuse of being sleepy and went back to his room to rest.

Ji Yunting knew from the reactions of the two elders that the questioning was just a dilemma between them, so he simply suppressed his emotions and asked to the end without breaking the casserole.

After lunch the next day, Ji Yunting left a bank card for the two elders, told them to take good care of their bodies, and rushed to the plane to leave Suicheng.
Chapter completed!