Covenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap

Song en picked up the kettle and poured two cups of tea. One cup was placed in front of Jiang Mohan, and the other took a sip in his hand. When he put down the cup, he opened his mouth. "When I was eight years old, my grandfather gave me a simulated pistol. I like it very much. It has become my favorite toy, but later I accidentally lost it. I couldn't find it until one day I saw another child holding it. I also regarded it as a beloved toy. From that moment, I knew that if I lost it, it would never come back. Knowing that it could not come back, I learned to let go. "

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Mohan“ Do you think I'd better ask the child to come or let go? "

Jiang Mo Han looked indifferent. "If it were me, I would be more willing to ask who would hold the gun."

"But I think if I lose it, I won't be qualified to have it. What do you think?"

Thorne leaned over. "Why did I lose it? That's because I don't have the ability to protect it, so it will leave me. "

"How can you be sure that the man who found it won't lose it?" Jiang Mohan looked at him, "Mr. muticha, may I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"How long have you had that gun?"

"Eight to twelve, four years."

"Four years? If the gun has a soul and feelings, how long do you think it will take to forget its former owner? " Jiang Mohan looked at Song en“ Do you know how many years my ex-wife and I have known each other? "

Before Song en asked, he said, "the first time I saw her, I was nine."

He didn't forget the kind little girl who had met once.

Songen was silent.

Jiang Mohan has never been humble to anyone. He has never begged anyone at any time. Now he wants to say to song en, "I don't know what kind of family you live in, Mr. muticha. But I want to tell you that she taught me to love. You may not understand what it feels like. "

Song en didn't keep silent, "but you hurt her."

"So I want to make up for it."

"But have you ever thought that's what she wants?" Song en stood up. "She will stay in China until her brother gets married. During this time, if she still loves you. Or if you can win back her heart, I will send her blessings, but if she still doesn't come back to you during this period of time, I will try my best. "

Then song en left.

Jiang Mohan didn't move.

Zong Yanxi, who returned home on the other side, hasn't slept yet. It's all in the living room.

"So late?" Qin Ya looked at her and asked.

"My sister went to see a friend." Before Zong Yanxi spoke, Shen Xinyao said.

Zong Yanxi came over with a smile, "we haven't slept yet."

"Come with me." Zong Jinghao stood up and walked towards the study.

Zong Yanxi greeted them and followed them. After entering the study, Zong Jinghao asked her to close the door.

"Dad, what are you going to tell me?" Zong Yanxi closed the door and came over.

"Have you heard of loda?" Zong Jinghao sat at his desk. Send her a copy of the information.

Zong Yanxi shook her head.

"Look at the information first." Zong Jinghao said.

Zong Yanxi looked at it roughly, "is it a Thai company?"

"Yes." Zong Jinghao looked at his daughter, "wait until your brother is married. My mother and I will go back. I want you to stay with us. I found you a job. "

Zong Yanxi naturally wants to stay with her parents. So she could take care of them, she nodded. "I'll go to this company."

She promised without asking for any position.

"Is there nothing else to ask me?" Zong Jinghao looked at his daughter.

Zong Yanxi walked around the desk, hugged his neck from behind and spoiled his father, "can you still pit me?"

Zong Jinghao patted her hand. Even if he is a father, his daughter has grown up. It doesn't matter how she was educated when she was not a child. Now she is an adult and has experienced another marriage. There are many things she can't say frankly.

But he believed in what happened this time. She is mature.

"Your mother is in the house. Go and accompany her." Zong Yanxi spoiled, "you go with me."

"She won't beat you. What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid. Do I want to go with you? I haven't seen me for a year. I don't want me. " She was in front of her father. Always like a little child.

Zong Jinghao pretended to be serious, "how old are you? You still look like a child."

"Your child."

Zong Jinghao, "..."

Then, the father and daughter entered the room together. Lin Xinyan was writing. Zong Yanxi was naughty, made a hissing gesture to Zong Jinghao, and then walked quietly behind Lin Xinyan and stretched out her head to see what she was writing.

When her son gets married, as a mother-in-law to be, she wants to prepare wedding things for her future daughter-in-law. There are too many things. She writes down a list to avoid forgetting when she gets it.

"Oh, so generous." Seeing the gift list written by Lin Xinyan, he said, "you're going to give all the money to your little son. Don't your eldest son?"