Rich Mommy's Talented Sons

"It's been hard on you these days." Old Madame Diwu looked at Zi who was changing constantly and knew what she was worried about.

Actually, she had considered this matter for a long time. Her heart was made of flesh and blood, and all these years, she had been in charge of the financial affairs of the fifth family. However, she was also a real woman, and had a weak side to her.

"Come back to Italy in a few days. Go to your mother." Old Madame Diwu's calm words stirred a storm in Zi's heart.

She looked at her grandmother, and her terrified eyes were filled with despair. Her frail body trembled, and she looked exceptionally pitiful. Was it to separate her and her sons? He didn't expect to come so soon. Why? Why did he have to do this to her?

Tears streamed down her pale face, not a trace of blood could be seen on her slightly parted lips.

Old Madame Diwu looked at her silently. Her eyes were not gentle, and contained an unexplainable meaning.

"If you are so emotional, you will easily fall sick. If you continue to cry, then go back!"

Zi didn't understand what that 'go back' meant. His vision had turned blurry, and at this moment, he could no longer see the expression on Old Madame Diwu's face clearly. Grandmother, I beg of you, please don't let me separate from the child. As long as you agree, I can do whatever you want. "

"Then get ready to go back to Italy!"

The tone that never changed since time immemorial was dignified and aged.

Zi knew that there was no point in fighting any further. He returned to his room and silently watched over his two children, crying nonstop.

At night, when Diwu Yan returned, she was already asleep on the crib in the nursery. Ye Zichen frowned, as if he was worried about something. He leaned over to kiss her forehead, picked her up, and carried her back to her room.

On the morning of the second day, when Diwu Yan was about to talk with her over breakfast, he silently avoided her eyes with even a word. He quickly finished his meal and went to the nursery to look after the baby. He thought she was worried about the baby, so he didn't take it to heart.

After greeting the Old Madame Diwu, he rushed over to the company.

"Are you ready?"

"En!"

"Butler, send Miss Zi to the airport."

"Yes, Old Madame."

"I'll contact your mother when we get to Italy, and then you'll know why I'm letting you go. Don't think about anything now. This matter, do not let Xiao Yan know, you can do it! "

"I know, Grandmother."

Her purple clothes outlined her perfect figure, and her long hair that had been coiled up didn't have the slightest messy feeling. Her exquisite facial features carried coldness and elegance, and her spirit was also intelligent.

Old Madame Diwu nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand, "Be careful on your journey."

"Grandmother, I'm leaving."

The Zi from before seemed to have returned at this moment, leaving the fifth house without a speck of dust. He didn't even turn around to look at his child. If that man knew that he had left without saying goodbye, would he feel sad and would he blame himself for being heartless?

On the way to the airport, her mind was full of him, his clean little face a little sad.

The sunlight shone into the car. The elegant side of her face and the white neck became blurry under the sunlight. She squinted and looked up, the bright sunlight evaporating the mist in her eyes bit by bit.

Love is only a matter of one person, I love you, it has nothing to do with you. Even in a world without you, I'm still trying to picture you.