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Wang Yan responded and expressed his understanding. Then he hugged the little one and watched cartoons, ignoring Su Mingyu.

Seeing Wang Yan's look, Su Mingyu wanted to say something, but she kept her mouth shut. She knew that Wang Yan didn't want to see the old Su family, but she just didn't say it.

She watched the TV with dull eyes, and the scenes from her childhood to adulthood reappeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

The little kid who was watching TV felt that the atmosphere was weird. He turned around and looked at his mother. Seeing her crying, he quickly stretched out his chubby hand to wipe his mother's tears: Mom, why are you crying? Dad, Dad, look at Mom. She was very busy, wiping tears, greetings, and looking back for help.

Wang Yan sighed and held his daughter in his arms: Mom is in a bad mood, and she gets better after crying. Have you forgotten? When your mother lectured you, didn't you also cry so sadly that you didn't remember anything after you cried?

Wang Lin blinked her eyes: Is this really the case?

Of course, mom will be fine by herself in a while. Wang Yan got up and went upstairs with the girl in his arms: Let mom stay by herself for a while, okay, let's not disturb her?

As soon as the words fell, Su Mingyu burst into tears, her tears flowing down uncontrollably. Obviously, she was crying for him.

It's not that Wang Yan is heartless, it's that he doesn't care what she does. Of course, that was for him. Zhao Meilan was also Su Mingyu's biological mother. Although alive and dead, now that she was really dead, some feelings were normal.

His mother has never died, nor has he been treated harshly. Even though he has seen a lot, he still cannot have true empathy. He cannot truly empathize with others. This is all his subjective judgment. So judging from his subjective point of view, he definitely didn't want to care about it. There is no such thing as death, and funerals are superfluous.

But as a woman, Su Mingyu has a strong character but not cruel enough. She is also her biological mother, so she can understand but disagree. But before coming, Wang Yan checked the information and found out that Su Mingyu in the original book was not like the one in the TV series. Of course, what he comes to is a TV series, which has nothing to do with the original work. It has to be developed according to the plot of the TV series.

After all, she is your own woman, you just have to express your attitude, you can't really ignore her. Putting down the girl holding his neck in his arms, Wang Yan bent down and said, How about you go upstairs and play for a while, while daddy coaxes mommy.

It's only around eight o'clock now, and it's not the normal bedtime yet. The kids are full of energy, so they have to make some serious noises.

The little girl looked at her mother who was crying non-stop: Well, you have to coax her well and don't make her sad.

go quickly.

Seeing the sensible girl going upstairs three times, Wang Yan turned off the TV, took a piece of paper and put it on Su Mingyu's lap, then sat on the sofa and said, Okay, stop crying, wipe your tears. You said you've been here for so many years, why do you still want to do so much? And don't forget, they collected money back then.

Su Mingyu still cried non-stop, with runny nose and tears: I just feel aggrieved. They are all my own children. How could they be so determined to write a letter after death? The Su family has long since lost Su Mingyu, tell me What should I do? No one told me and I didn’t want to, but my dad suddenly called me and told me that my mother was dead. I couldn’t help but think about all the things that happened since I was a child. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became...

Wang Yan didn't say anything, he held her in his arms and patted her back gently to comfort her.

After a long time, when his mood stabilized, he said: Do you want to go see him off?

Su Mingyu didn't answer, just choked with sobs, and after a while she cried and said: Let's go and see...

It's okay. Wang Yan said, But there are some things that need to be agreed upon first.

What?

Just take a look and don't worry about anything. Can you do it?

Su Mingyu was a little unhappy: What else can I do? It's really...

Okay, let's pack up and go take a look.

Wang Yan knew it, but it was in vain to say so. Judging from the plot, Su Mingyu has illusions about family. Otherwise, she wouldn't be everywhere. Either people would come to her without rejecting her, or she would try to find trouble for herself.

Afterwards, Su Mingyu tidied up, and Wang Yan comforted the little girl and asked the nanny Aunt Zhao to play with her for a while, then sat on Su Mingyu's big G and went to the hospital.

Mingyu, you're finally here. Your mother is gone and I'm the only one left. How will I live in the future? I... Seeing Su Mingyu and Wang Yan walking over, they stood up with the silent Su Daqiang. He came towards her and took Su Mingyu's hand, no stranger at all. Tears flowed from his eyes, it was so miserable.

Zhu Li, who had been comforting her, and Su Mingcheng, who had red eyes, didn't say a word when they saw Wang Yan and his wife. Zhu Li wanted to say hello, but due to the circumstances and the fact that they had never met each other before, she didn't know how to speak. She just stood there and said, Mingyu, you guys are here.

Su Mingcheng looked at the two of them with the eyes of enemies. One was because he really couldn't see Su Mingyu, and the other was remembering that Wang Yan had taken revenge on him, but his dearest mother had just left and he didn't make any noise to cause trouble.

Okay dad, I'm going to see mom.

After speaking, Su Mingyu and Wang Yan went to the morgue to see Zhao Meilan's body.

Su Mingyu had thought a lot on the way here. When she saw her mother lying there, she didn't cry anymore, but her eyes were complicated. There was hatred, confusion, grievance, and sadness, but in the end there was only relief. Wang Yan saw clearly from the side that the relief was nothing more than the idea that death would be a big deal.

After reading it, he returned to Su Daqiang, frowned and asked, Dad, how did my mother die?

Su Daqiang wiped his tears and began to talk: Your mother played mahjong with others this morning. She also had good luck today and won a lot. Your mother was so enthusiastic about winning that she didn't even eat a morsel of food and continued playing until the evening. Later. Since I won a big one, I fainted from the excitement.

I was confused at the time and didn't know what to do. I followed a group of people to carry your mother to the roadside and wanted to take a taxi. However, I finally got a taxi, but they were unwilling to pull me. Several people in a row did the same thing. Finally, After waiting for a long time, I met a kind person. As a result, your mother died on the way. When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked and said it was the one called...what was it called?

Julie on the other side answered: It was excessive fatigue and excessive excitement that caused a large area of ​​​​myocardial infarction. Also, because Dad's incident happened suddenly and he was out of control, which delayed the best rescue time.

Su Mingyu frowned: You should have called 120 at that time and asked someone to help carry it? Or take a taxi?

Su Daqiang burst into tears again: I was frightened at the time. My mind went blank. How could I have thought of so many things? Whoever thought of it would just play mahjong. Your mother... Hey, it's all my fault, it's all my fault...

Su Mingcheng, with red eyes, came over and hugged Su Daqiang, comforted him, and turned to glare at Su Mingyu: Dad is over sixty, what does he know? Mom is dead, what's the use of saying that? The top priority now is to give It's not Dad's responsibility for Mom to handle funeral arrangements. Su Mingyu, and you, if you don't want to come, you don't have to come. No one will welcome you. As he spoke, he pointed to Wang Yan, who stood beside Su Mingyu and said nothing. .

Although he was a little rude, Wang Yan was too lazy to talk to him and couldn't do it. However, Zhao Meilan's death is indeed a bit problematic. Later in the play, Su Mingyu also wondered whether she was delaying the treatment on purpose, and because she was afraid to go back to her old house, was she harboring evil intentions.

Moreover, in the play, the old Nie who played well with Su Daqiang, the one who taught him to enjoy life, invest and manage money, suddenly fell ill, and Su Daqiang's reaction was not like this. But it makes sense to say that with experience and lessons learned.

But Wang Yan felt that it was more likely that Su Daqiang did it intentionally. After all, he had been a coward all his life and was still the same as he grew old. It would make sense for him to have evil thoughts and want to enjoy himself if he had the opportunity. Besides, Su Daqiang showed no deep affection for his children and was selfish. Otherwise, if he knew a little bit about everything, he wouldn't be so fussy.

Of course, this is Wang Yan's own free thinking. Anyway, whether Zhao Meilan dies or not has nothing to do with him.

Hearing Su Mingcheng talk about this, Su Daqiang exclaimed: Yes, Mingyu, your mother's funeral must be properly arranged, and your mother must go away in glory.

Su Mingyu glanced at Wang Yan and said, This... you should talk to my eldest brother and Su Mingcheng, the two sons.

No, Su Mingyu, what do you mean? No matter how you say she is your mother, she gave birth to and raised you, how can you talk like this? Su Mingcheng's atmosphere was unbearable.

Yes, Mingyu. No matter what conflicts you have with your mother, now that your mother is gone, death is the most important thing, so let him let go of the past. Now I am the only old man left. If anything happens, I have to I'm counting on you children. If you don't look at your mother, you have to look at me.

Before Su Mingyu could speak, Wang Yan spoke: Does this mean you want us to pay? If I remember correctly, I took half a million to settle Mingyu's living expenses in the Su family. As for Mingyu You should ask me to know whether I spent that much. And you said at the time that it will never matter in the future.

Old man, I remember you didn't say a word back then. You stood back and watched Mingyu's mother count the money one by one. Isn't it inappropriate to say this now?

Su Mingyu kept pulling Wang Yan to stop talking.

If you don't want to pay, don't pay. Why are you talking so much? Let's go, let's go. Su Mingcheng was still angry and even wanted to push Wang Yan. If he hadn't still remembered how easily he was taken down, he might have rushed forward...

It was Zhu Li who looked at Wang Yan from the side, and she was afraid that Su Mingcheng would suffer, so she quickly stopped him: Oh, hubby, can you stop making trouble?

That's what I said. Su Daqiang didn't look at the two of them, and explained to Wang Yan with tears: You and Mingyu have been married for so many years, you shouldn't know what I am like at home. Me talking? My words must be useful.

Knowing that it was useless to talk to Wang Yan, an outsider, Su Daqiang changed the target: Mingyu, don't blame dad, dad has missed you these years. But your mom is here, and I don't dare to call you. It's dad who is sorry for you. ah.

Su Mingyu frowned and looked at Su Daqiang. Of course she knew what kind of character Su Daqiang was, but she didn't think Su Daqiang was innocent. After all, if Fan had helped to fight for more, he wouldn't be where he is today. Put all the blame on the dead Zhao Meilan and keep your innocence, how can such a good thing happen?

But I have to admit that even though I promised Wang Yan before coming here, I was sure of it. But now when she saw her biological father crying, she still softened her heart.

But when he saw Wang Yan frowning, his words still changed: Have you informed my elder brother?

Notice, your mother died, I called Mingzhe first. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Su Mingyu's lack of direct reply, Su Daqiang still cried and replied: He will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow morning. You both have cars, so far away It’s not far. Tomorrow is still Sunday, so go pick it up.”

Okay, I'll pick up my eldest brother. Su Mingyu nodded: Then my mother will stay here for a day, and we can wait until my eldest brother comes back tomorrow to talk about the funeral. You are so old, don't be too sad, you can't bear the trouble. .”

If you don't want to take care of me, I will drag mom to the funeral parlor soon. You, Su Mingyu, are not needed. Su Mingcheng shouted to Su Mingyu with red eyes. He couldn't understand Su Mingyu's supercilious attitude. He felt that Su Mingyu was not filial, and felt that filial piety was something Su Mingyu should take for granted, so he automatically ignored the five hundred thousand.

You can do whatever you want, no need to yell at me. Su Mingyu ignored him and turned to look at Su Daqiang: Where are you staying tonight?

Let's go to Mingcheng. I don't want to go back to my old house. I'm scared to be alone there and can't sleep.

Su Mingyu frowned: What are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of your mother. The old house is full of your mother's shadow. I can't sleep well there.

Okay, let's do it like this. We'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else. We'll go back first. After saying that, in the eyes of Su Daqiang who was disappointed, Su Mingcheng was angry, and Zhu Li didn't know what to do, he pulled Wang Yan and turned around. Just left, not caring that Su Daqiang cried harder and Su Mingcheng shouted even more fiercely behind him.

When she went back, it was Wang Yan who drove the car, and she was afraid that Su Mingyu would not be able to control it well.

Su Mingyu turned her head and looked out the window, and suddenly said: Do you think my mother's death has anything to do with my father?

I can't tell. Wang Yan drove with one hand, leaning on the car window with his left hand and stroking his long hair: But even if it is related, do you think he will admit it? Just think about it. But you My performance was very good today, and I didn’t say anything soft after all.”

You underestimate me. Although she smiled, Su Mingyu's tone was somewhat bitter: I have been disappointed with them for a long time. The reason why I want to see them off is that ashes will return to ashes and dust will return to dust. Speaking of this, Regarding my mother’s funeral…”

You want to spend money? Wang Yan said with a smile: You want to repay the last payment for the gift of childbirth?

Um.

It depends on the situation. It doesn't make sense for us to pay for it. I bought it out with 500,000 yuan at the beginning, and others have already said that I don't need you to support me until the end of your life. Where is the love? I don't know how your father has the nerve to give it to you. You’re on the phone and you still have the nerve to cry and play the emotional card?”

When Su Mingyu cried before, he thought she was soft-hearted. Looking at it now, someone like him, Wang, thought wrong. What I cry is the pain of the past, and it is for myself. When I went to see him off, I had been holding my breath for so many years. Now that my anger has dissipated, I felt like I was drawing my sword and looking around with my heart at a loss as the culprit was gone.

Maybe she did think of Zhao Meilan's good deeds. After all, she was used to being oppressed. Zhao Meilan's casual care that had nothing to do with money would be remembered for a long time, and she would be reminded of the rare mother's love in her opinion.

As for Su Daqiang's call to Su Mingyu, Wang Yan felt that he probably heard somewhere that Su Mingyu was doing well in business and making a lot of money. Maybe there was his reason, after all, he came to the door with half a million in cash that year. Not a fool knew that he was rich, and Su Mingyu got it. And Su Daqiang is vain. Since his daughter and his wife are so rich, it makes sense that they want to enjoy it.

Regarding Wang Yan's statement, although it was the truth, it was not pleasant to hear. Su Mingyu changed the subject: Let's pick up my eldest brother together tomorrow?

No, it takes five hours to run back and forth to Shanghai. If you have that time, why not spend more time with your child? I will arrange for someone to go there in a while, and we can just pick him up and go there together.

Yeah, that's fine.

Silent all the way, the two returned home and interacted with the children. After Su Mingyu took them to wash up, the family fell asleep.

The next day, Wang Yan got up early for exercise as usual and ran around Jinji Lake for more than 20 kilometers. Then I found a secluded place, stretched out my arms and kicked my legs, tossing and turning for a while.

After practicing martial arts for three hundred years, he didn't know how powerful he was because he had no specific reference. However, Wang Yan still humbly gave himself the title of 'The Invincible King of Martial Arts'. Over a hundred years, he has gathered the greatest achievements in martial arts in the world.

His moves have long been out of routine, and now they are the simplest and most superficial punches and kicks. Coupled with the force-generating techniques he has developed himself and suitable for his body, every punch and kick is thunderous.

And his 'strengthening martial arts' has been studied for many times and has reached the optimal efficiency that he currently perceives. It lays the foundation and strengthens the muscles and bones, and is suitable for all ages. It doesn't make you live longer, but it gives you a healthy body.

The little girl in the family has been practicing every day since she was four years old. Coupled with the body-building pills prepared by her own father according to her physical condition, she is full of energy and lively every day. She is even more energetic when poking cats and teasing dogs. .

After exercising, it was only about seven o'clock when I got home. Su Mingyu didn't go to bed until half the night after tossing and turning yesterday, and now she was sleeping deeply. Wang Lin, on the other hand, went to bed early and woke up naturally. When he came back, he was watching her rubbing her eyes and going downstairs to the kitchen to look for water with the nanny Zhao who was making breakfast.

Morning, daddy.

Wang Yan laughed, took the girl to drink some water, and after sobering up, he fucked her on the carpet in the living room, and then watched her slowly wash herself.

Okay, very good. Wang Yan took the trouble to give a thumbs up to encourage the girl who had finished washing herself, and then said: Okay, let's go get my mother who is lying in bed to get up and have breakfast together.

Received. The little girl smeared Su Mingyu's skin care lotion on her face randomly, then saluted her father and trotted to the bedroom to wake up Su Mingyu.

The family had breakfast, waited for Su Mingyu to finish washing and putting on makeup, and then drove to the amusement park to have fun.

Wang Yan, as a father, is quite open-minded. He doesn't have any aristocratic and elite education. He just plays around every day. There are only two interest classes, one for music and one for dance. It was Wang Lin who went to kindergarten and found that other children knew it well. They came back crying and shouting that they wanted to learn, and they were very serious about learning. However, this method also has its flaws, the main one being comparison. This is human nature, and Wang Yan has no choice but to provide good guidance.

The little girl went to a public kindergarten with the best reputation. There were also many children from wealthy families. It was inevitable for children to talk to each other about their parents and knowledge.

The reason why Wang Yan went to a public kindergarten was that he felt that the environment there was much better for cultivating children's self-care, hands-on and other abilities. Private kindergartens focused on cultivating personal talents, hobbies, and languages. They were of no use. He didn't really care. Moreover, going to kindergarten, including going to school in the future, is more about finding friends for children to play with. Otherwise, as far as pure education is concerned, he himself is enough, and his system is the real elite education.

As for Su Mingyu, when it comes to teaching her children, she always wants to give them the best because of her own experiences, but that is obviously not the best for the children. Therefore, she knew that she was not as good as Wang Yan in her profession, so she spent most of her time playing with her children and enjoying family time. For example, for the two music and dance classes in the afternoon, she would accompany them whenever possible, cheering them on.

Linlin, mom and dad can't accompany you to study this afternoon. Su Mingyu said to the girl when the family of three were eating out at noon.

It's okay, I can do it myself.

Why would you let yourself go? Your sister who plays with you every time you go to your father's company will go with you.

The little girl nodded, not caring at all. And she's not stupid. Her mother cried so hard last night, and she went out with her father for a long time. Obviously something happened today. And she didn't care very much. The food was very sweet and she wolfed it down very freely.

Wang Yan smiled and handed the paper to the girl: Here, wipe your mouth. No one is trying to snatch it from you, why are you eating so hard? Be careful of choking.

He took the paper casually and wiped it on his face randomly. He smiled with his little white teeth on his pretty face. When he continued to eat, his movements slowed down and he became more gentle.

When the meal was almost finished, Wang Yan answered the phone and asked his female assistant to pick up the girl to go to a hobby class. He and Su Mingyu went to a community where Su Mingcheng and Zhu Li lived.

Because there were restrictions on purchases and loans in Suzhou last year, and in recent years, because of the giant Longteng, Suzhou has risen by leaps and bounds. Affected by this, the overall housing price is much higher than the same period in history.

Therefore, Su Mingcheng, who bought the house early, took advantage. The house prices in this kind of place have risen a lot, including the three-bedroom apartment Su Mingyu bought before.

Of course, Longteng's impact on Suzhou is definitely not as simple as housing prices. After all, housing prices are a reflection of urban development to a certain extent, and other aspects have contributed too much.

After waiting for a while at the gate of the community, a Mercedes-Benz business car drove over. The door at the back slid open, and Su Mingcheng bent down and walked out. The driver driving in front got out of the car and nodded to the big boss as a greeting, then ran to the back to get his luggage and politely left.

Su Mingzhe held his luggage, with a slumped face, and nodded to Wang Yan as a greeting. Then he looked at Su Mingyu aside and accused: Su Mingyu, what's going on with you? Why did you and Mingcheng get involved when something happened to my mother? Not even around? Are there any children like this?

Thanks to brother (Mo Xueyiyun) for the reward of 500 coins for continued support.

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