No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

Chapter 1082 Everyone is sick

"We're not that familiar with each other, we only see each other a few times a year. I really thought he wanted to break up at the time. Although I knew there was nothing going on between him and that Xiao Qiao, when the rumors came out, I thought to myself, I wasn't really sure." Bai Feifei was too lazy to hide it and picked up the phone, "Brother, I'm going to the airport now, don't be late."

There was no direct flight to Soochow from their small town, so they had to transfer in Beijing. She and Zimo and the others made an appointment to fly back together and accompany the old lady to see off the last batch of students.

On the way, Xiaomei stopped talking. She knew very well that Bai Feifei didn't want to talk at this time. Bai Feifei just said that she was in the cooling-off period before breaking up. Whether it was to distinguish herself from Mo Qin or because she had not made up her mind to break up, it also showed that in fact, at least in her subconscious, she still didn't want to break up with Mo Qin.

Mo Qin seemed to be asking for clarification, but he made it clear that they had broken up. The wedding house had been sold. If it really came out in the future, it would be the woman's fault because the man had paid. "He has proposed to me, what else do you want?"

Xiaomei was so angry, what does this mean? Come to inform me that we broke up. Of course, after the breakup, you still have to explain to me why you want to break up. Who are you pretending to be a white lotus for?

Why? Why should you take the initiative in a relationship? Girls don't even have the right to say no?

Not bad, Feifei just said it very clearly, you are just self-satisfied, everything you do is not on point. Do you really want to get married? Or do you just want to break up and then push the responsibility away?
Jin Zimo answered the phone, called Ou Zikui, packed his things and prepared to go to the airport.

But when he arrived at the door, Jin Ziying stood there. In the past month, the Jin family had rarely appeared in front of Jin Zimo. Of course, Jin Zimo also knew that some things could not be changed. For example, people who knew his relationship with the Jin family actually knew that he was the son of the Jin family. After all, he had been in Beijing for twelve years, and he had fulfilled his duty as a son to support the scene. So in some occasions, he was still Jin Zimo. Jin Zimo of the Jin family!
"I'm busy. I have a plane to catch." Jin Zimo said without waiting for her to speak.

"Okay, I'll take you there." Jin Ziying nodded and waved the car keys at him. Xiang Xiang, "Are you going to pick up Brother Zikui?"

"No, he asked the hospital to drive him in his car." Zimo did not refuse. He might not be able to treat Jin Ziying as a sister, but he would not treat her as an enemy. Just treat her as someone you know a little bit! He followed her downstairs. Thinking about it, Zikui was a little speechless. Zikui was a mysophobia patient. It was a death sentence for him to take a plane.

Jin Ziying also smiled, "Brother Zikui's illness still needs to be treated, otherwise, in fact, it's okay for us to cooperate with him, it's mainly because he is too uncomfortable."

"My mother has tried it. He may be able to tolerate the people in the family, but he will just turn against other people." Zimo spread his hands. Everyone in the family has tried it, and there is really no way.

"I watched Feifei's live broadcast, and sometimes I felt that the relationship between you two was really good. She specifically talked about her adoptive mother, adoptive brother, and her parents in the live broadcast. Sometimes I thought that you must have been very interesting when you were young." Jin Ziying started the car and looked ahead. "I think I may understand what she meant."

"Actually, I don't know what you want. I have no interest in the Jin family's huge wealth. It's all yours. So you really don't have to come to me every now and then. Really, what I said that day was quite sincere. If they feel unwilling, they can sue me. I think it's a good idea. After the lawsuit, I will terminate the relationship once and for all, and everyone will be clean." Jin Zimo fastened his seat belt and said slowly.

"Actually, I don't know what I want. What do I want? I want you to go home, at least I still have a brother?" Jin Ziying smiled. "You're welcome. You were so old when I first met you. So you are your only child, and I am the eldest brother to those two bastards and the son to my mother. We don't interfere with each other." Jin Zimo didn't take Jin Ziying's words to heart at all. When they met, he was 22 years old and Jin Ziying was 16. Is it a bit late to cultivate feelings? Of course, he didn't want to cultivate it. After coming to Beijing, he was really busy. He was very respectful to his blood relatives to take time to entertain his parents.

Now Jin Zimo thought of the two bastards in his family and sighed again. Really thinking about it, it was not easy for him to live to this day.

"So in your heart, she is your sister." Jin Ziying felt a little disappointed.

"When Feifei first came, she was six years old, but she looked only four or five years old. She was really small. I went to pick her up. She was carrying a small schoolbag and felt like she was about to be crushed by the bag. She was at the end of the line, two heads shorter than the tallest fat boy in their class. When she saw me, she rushed over like a small cannonball. I picked her up and put her on my arm. She put one hand around my neck and said to the students below, "This is my brother. Don't bully me!" Zimo thought of the little girl talking to the children in a baby voice and laughed again, "Who would have thought that the little guy could become a star."

"Is this what Teacher Ou hopes for? No matter how I look at it, I don't think Teacher Ou would like her children to be stars. For careers like yours and Xiaokui's, the old lady should like professionals." After she finished speaking, she regretted it again. She actually spoke of the old lady's wishes, her own children. Has she subconsciously admitted that they are all the old lady's children?

"I have no comment on this." Jin Zimo smiled and let out a long sigh.

"Fei Fei said that if she doesn't go to film, you will send her to England?" Jin Ziying said after thinking about it.

"In fact, all three of us are sick. Zikui is probably the least sick because he is the most obvious. Feifei is very afraid of being alone. She needs someone to accompany her in everything she does. I sing well. Xiaokui is a modern dancer even though she has a mysophobia. My mom can play the guzheng. We accompanied her to learn. If we didn't accompany her, she wouldn't learn. Even when I went to film a movie, I would arrange all the people for her and would never let her be alone."

"Does that mean you lied to her?"

"Of course not. We wanted mom to go with her. There was someone courting mom at the time. He was a British Chinese, an education scholar, but mom couldn't let go of school and us, so she refused. Feifei didn't get into university, so we thought that if we let Feifei go to study in the UK, Feifei would naturally force mom to go with her. We also thought about it at the time and persuaded mom to get another degree in education. The uncle was a nice guy, but if she wasn't happy with it, forget it."

"Fei Fei doesn't know about your arrangements?"

"Yes, Feifei only knew that someone was pursuing mom, she was very conflicted at that time, and a little rebellious. But generally speaking, she was a good child, she didn't want mom to be separated from that person, so she ran off to film. She thought that this way, mom and that person could be together. Because the three of us can be independent. Stupid child!" Jin Zimo thought about the time when the little fool heard them cursing, he was stunned for a long time, holding up the contract and timidly said, "Can you afford the penalty for breach of contract?" He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone again.

Today is another day to go to the bank