Before the luxury car enters the garage, the windows are lowered.

What's the relationship between that man and Maki?I do not know how?Zhen Ji didn't mention it to herself?

"I am back"

Zhen Ji's words did not receive any response.

Looking at the empty room, Zhen Ji, who was in a good mood, suddenly felt a little lost.

Because of work, parents always leave early and return late.

Even when they are at home, they care more about their grades than themselves.

Almost every question my father asked was.

'Maki, how are your grades? '

'Zhen Ji, go to a friend's party tonight, you should learn how to communicate with people, these things are what you will use in the future. '

'Maki'

What my father cares about is always her achievements, and rarely asks about other things.

As for the mother, because she has to help the father with the hospital affairs, she also pays little attention to herself.

"Maki is back."

Just when Shinji was about to go back to the bedroom to do homework, a male voice came from the living room.

Following the sound, Zhen Ji saw a handsome man sitting on the sofa in the center of the living room.

This handsome-looking man is Zhen Ji's father.

"Father"

Originally, when seeing her father at home, Zhen Ji had a lot of things in her heart that she wanted to say to her father.

But today, she didn't want to talk about these things with her father.

Not only is her father not going to give her a chance, Zhenzhen Ji herself is somewhat resistant.

I can't do it myself

Zhen Ji looked tangled.

Before this, he clearly promised his senior that he could do it, but now that he saw his father, he didn't know how to say it.

"Father, I want to talk to you about something"

"It's something, Zhen Ji, come over and sit down and talk."

Originally thought that her father would refuse as usual, but Zhen Ji didn't expect that her father would not refuse today, but instead sat down and had a good talk.

Sitting obediently opposite to his father, he glanced at his father who was originally reading a newspaper, but today he was flipping through a book. Judging from the cover of the book, it looks like

The name "My Youth Love Story Sure enough***" sounds like a novel, how could my father read this kind of thing

"Father, I want to talk to you about my club at school."

"Oh go ahead."

Zhen Ji saw her father continue to read books that looked like novels and ignored herself, Zhen Ji mustered up her courage.

"Father, the club I joined at school is the idol club."

"Idol"

Hearing this, Zhen Ji's father put down the book in his hand and looked at Zhen Ji.

"Zhen Ji, you should know that as the future heir of Ximuye Hospital, your status does not allow you to join such a society."

"Maki, in the future, even if you appear in front of everyone, you will be the 'heir of Xikino Hospital' rather than an 'idol' for entertainment."

"Zhen Ji, since you took the initiative to speak up about this matter, then I also blame you. You should understand how to do it."

After listening to Zhenji's father's words, Zhenji felt inexplicably sad.

Once again, she felt sad to be born into such a family.

With affluent food and clothing, she grew up under the special care of her parents.

This special care is not their parents' care for themselves, but what they care about is their own future.

Whether it was the piano competition when I was a child or the idol now, my father never mentioned the specifics.

All he cares about is the ending.

She didn't get the first place in the piano competition. Zhen Ji can still vividly remember her father's performance at that time.

'There is no first, so there is no need to go on like this, just give up. '

The disappointment at that time made Zhen Ji, who was originally praised by her parents for second place, a blow that was not usually small.

From that time on, Zhen Ji decided in her heart that she would no longer have expectations of her parents.

(To be continued.)

304 Nishimino Ruifei

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