rich concubine

Chapter 164 People who look like you are not my lover

In Jiang Yimin's eyes, nothing in the world can compare with the spirit in his heart.

Jiang Shunxiao stood behind him, looking at the people in the paintings on the wall, and slowly calmed down.

In his early years, he was ignorant. Because his mother died at a young age, he was extremely dependent on his father. However, his father hurriedly married the eldest princess. At that time, his mother's body was still cold. The young Jiang Shunxiao was not familiar with the world, so he hated his father who had remarried. .

He even ran out alone on his father's wedding day and wandered on the streets...

Later, his father found him. At that time, his father was wearing wedding clothes, such fiery red clothes. The more Jiang Shunxiao saw it, the more he hated him. He punched and kicked him. Jiang Shunxiao still remembers that his father was drunk at that time and held his arms full. He cried bitterly with hatred.

That was the first time that he saw his father cry and cry in front of him. Jiang Shunxiao was lying when he said he was not touched. He always felt that the emotion of crying should not appear in his father.

Growing up, he had never seen his father cry, not even when his mother passed away. He just locked himself in the house for more than a month, and then came out and said he wanted to marry the eldest princess...

This time, he saw his father in his most embarrassed state. His resolute face was full of tears, and his wedding clothes were his shoe prints. He was so drunk that he didn't hide his tears and held him for a long time...

Finally, his father was carried back by others, and the eldest princess stayed alone in the empty room that night. Jiang Shunxiao thought that he and the eldest princess had suffered a big loss, but early the next morning, his father whipped him with a whip.

With the past still vivid in his mind, Jiang Shunxiao naturally doesn't think as simple as he did when he was a child. Over the years, Jiang Yimin has raised him step by step, being both a father and a mother. He has been very attentive, and he can feel it.

Later, as he grew up, he gradually discovered that his father did not marry the eldest princess because he liked it, but out of necessity. Not only did he marry the eldest princess, he also took in several concubines. Every time he took a house, Jiang Shunxiao would run to the house. In front of his mother's portrait, he secretly scolded his father and expressed his dissatisfaction.

But he gradually discovered that the concubines his father took had one thing in common, they all had a bit of his mother's shadow.

The Zou family is the oldest one, and her mouth looks like her mother's. The mole on her ear looks most like her mother's, and then there's the Wang family, because when she smiles, the shallow pear dimples at the corners of her mouth look very much like her mother's. ... There are several other rooms, and all of them are similar to my mother's, but unfortunately, no one's eyes are like my mother's.

When Jiang Shunxiao first saw Rong Yi, he felt that her eyes were the most special. She looked very much like his mother. Even the clarity inside was exactly the same. He was afraid that his father would have other thoughts when he saw Rong Yi...

Thinking of this, Jiang Shunxiao's eyes darkened and he said, "It was the people in my son's house who bumped into my father. I ask my father to forgive me."

Jiang Yimin lay motionless. When he heard these words, he just gasped slightly: "Xiao'er, you are too restless."

Jiang Shunxiao was startled and lowered his head.

Jiang Yimin pursed his lips, and after a while, he asked, "You have been hiding this from me."

"Yes." "Do you like her? Or are you afraid that I have other ideas?"

Jiang Shunxiao frowned, and with a calm tone, he thought again and again and said, "It has nothing to do with it. It's my son who got drunk one night and took her in."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cup cracked at his feet. Jiang Yimin's eyes were still filled with anger. He stood up from the recliner and pointed at Jiang Shunxiao, his fingers trembling.

"Okay... okay, you are really my good son!"

Jiang Shunxiao frowned, holding back the discomfort in his heart, and raised his head and asked him: "Did my son do anything wrong?"

Jiang Yimin was stunned and speechless for a long time. He lowered his head, his back a little rickety, and then he sat crookedly in the recliner, as if he was deflated.

Jiang Shunxiao covered his eyes, sighed again, and said, "You shouldn't indulge in it."

"..."

"My mother is gone. No matter how much she looks like her, it's not her."

Jiang Yimin was silent for a while, then closed his eyes and said, "Get out."

Jiang Shunxiao did not stop and retreated.

He achieved what he wanted, and that was enough.

As for what my father thinks...

He couldn't control it, and he knew he couldn't persuade his father back.

But no matter what, her father would never think about her again, and that was enough.

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(End of this chapter)