She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 489 Little Fairy with Wine and Meat

"Even if it's not your father, I will consider it out of my own position and Chen Rui's interests, and take the initiative to find other marriage partners."

When Wei Shuyu said this, his tone was calm and his expression was indifferent, as if he was referring to a person who had nothing to do with him.

"I'm with your father just because I need a strong family to get married, and your father also needs a strong family to protect Hongsen."

Wei Shuyu wanted to say something else, but Jing Xing suddenly interrupted her: "Then you want to marry this uncle now?"

He looked at her fixedly, his dark eyes filled with emotions like a thick fog.

"Of course not." Wei Shuyu answered quickly, with a firm tone, as if there was no room for consideration.

"Why did you marry him?" She seemed strange to his question.

"..."

Jing Xing was confused by her reaction.

"Then do you want to divorce your father?" He simply changed the question.

"Of course not." Wei Shuyu gave the same answer, still answering without hesitation.

Jing Xing was completely confused by her.

The person you like, don't get married.

People who don't like don't get divorced.

Then what is the purpose of this big show she staged today?
Just pull him out and show him?
"Let's go, I don't know what you think, but in my mother's opinion, marriage is marriage, and feelings are feelings." Wei Shuyu acted calmly and rationally, "And feelings are the most unreliable thing in this world. "

She didn't feel any strangeness in her thoughts at all, and conveyed her view of love to him in a tone that was so calm that it was almost cruel.

"I don't have the energy to start a new marriage, and I don't have any plans. Take your Uncle Jiang as an example. I like him, but the Jiang family's family background is far from that of the Jing family. Why should I give up on the Jing family? And choose the Jiang family?"

A strong sense of strangeness welled up in his heart, Jing Xing's five fingers hidden in his cuffs were tightly clenched, and he resisted the thought of turning his head and leaving.

"Leverage, I'm a businessman, so all the decisions I make will only be considered from the perspective of interests, and nothing can be greater than the interests of the company."

"..."

Jing Xing twitched the corner of his lips mockingly.

Yes, she only thinks about her interests, and nothing else matters.

Including him, he is the same.

In his mother's eyes, even his own son was insignificant.

Seemingly aware that his expression was a bit wrong, Wei Shuyu's tone softened: "Large, Chen Rui and Hong Sen are not ordinary people. It is impossible to divorce after marriage. The company under the mother's name, and you The company under Dad's name, these things will be yours in the future, and only yours."

She raised her hand to touch his head, but he resisted and avoided it.

Wei Shuyu didn't care, he just thought that he was still young, didn't know the circles in it, and was still losing his temper with himself.

Jing Xing was silent, no expression could be seen on his face.

Wei Shuyu will always give him wishful thinking things that she thinks are good, but she never asks him what he really wants.

For a child of a few years old, abstract topics such as companies and interests are too far away.

At that time, what he wanted most was to be like other children, a home with parents.

It's not that every time the school holds a parent-teacher meeting, besides his grandfather, the people who go there are his grandparents.

For this reason, it's not that Jing Xing didn't work hard.

I heard that parents like children with good grades, so he always takes the first place in the exam, but Wei Shuyu has never looked at his report card.

Over time, Jing Xing also understood.

No matter how much he did, it was useless, because in his mother's eyes, there was something more important than him.

More than ten years have passed, and until now, Wei Shuyu has not been able to understand his thoughts, and is still wishful thinking to give him things he doesn't need.

"Leverage, you are still young, maybe you can't understand these things now, when you grow up a bit, mother will tell you these things in the future."

Jing Xing closed his eyes and didn't want to speak.

He really can't understand.

Not only the current situation, but also the absurd marriage between Jing Zhen and Wei Shuyu, which he couldn't understand from the beginning to the end.

How can two people who don't have any feelings get married?

Probably because he felt that he was still young, Wei Shuyu didn't intend to say anything to him too much, pointed to the direction of the elevator, and said, "Okay, come on, go up first, mom is waiting for your Uncle Jiang to come here .”

Jing Xing didn't say anything, and stood up from the sofa.

Looking at the time, Wei Shuyu said again: "In room 1408, your Uncle Jiang's daughter is also on it."

"..."

There was no one in the elevator, Jing Xing pressed the button for the fourteenth floor, then leaned against the back wall of the elevator, his eyes darkened.

Seeing the red numbers changing bouncingly on the display screen, Jing Xing felt that his head was hurting.

He reached into his pocket, but found no cigarette.

When I went out today, I changed into a coat and didn't bring a cigarette in my pocket.

I probed inside with my fingertips, but found the phone instead.

Jing Xing closed his eyes, trying to force himself to suppress the nonsense words he heard just now, but what Wei Shuyu said, "I have no relationship with your father", "The Jing family and the Wei family are just a simple family marriage" still Go down one sentence after another.

These sentences seemed to remind him that his existence was an accident.

In this world, there is nothing more cruel than biological parents telling their children over and over again, "I don't love you, I have to be with your father just for the sake of profit".

Jing Xing felt that his mind became even more chaotic, as if it had become a mess that could not be cut.

He leaned back, leaning on the rear bar, and was about to withdraw his hand from his pocket, when the phone, which had been quiet all along, buzzed and vibrated like telepathy.

Jing Xing noticed from the corner of his eye that the red number had just changed from four to five on the display screen of the elevator. He raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, and then took out his phone a little tiredly.

It's a WeChat message.

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi sent a photo of having dinner with Jian Jian, with a sentence attached.

[Small Glutinous Rice Dumplings]: A person lives for [-] days, a little fairy with wine and meat.

Within a few seconds, there was another voice message: "Next time I will bring you here, this rice cake is so delicious, I will take you to try it."

Through the screen of the mobile phone, Jing Xing could feel the soft breath between her words, just like she usually lay beside his ear, whispering with her voice pressed down.

(End of this chapter)