Seeing Ji Changye's sincere face, Xihe couldn't help but look up at the sky.
Ji Changye noticed her movements: "...What are you looking at?"
Xihe: "I'm looking to see if the sun is coming out in the west. In my lifetime, I can actually see you apologizing to me! Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's incredible."
Ji Changye: "..."
The emotions that had finally been brewing collapsed in an instant.
He said with a dark face: "Xia He, that's enough for you! Don't push yourself too far!"
Xihe immediately glared: "Ji Changye, I am your sister-in-law. No matter how little you treat me, believe it or not, I will file a complaint with your brother? Let him beat you to death!"
Ji Changye subconsciously recalled the painful experience of being taught by his elder brother that he cried for his father and mother.
He couldn't help but tremble and gritted his teeth: "...Tell me, what do you want?"
Xihe instantly smiled and said, "No matter what, aren't you planning to open a factory? Let me participate in individual stocks." She teaches, Ji Changqing is in the army, and Ji Heng only knows how to do scientific research all day long, and they are all careers with no money.
The entire Ji family, as for Ji Changye, can make a lot of money.
Xihe said fiercely: "Hey, you can't bear to part with me, right? Qi, you're stingy!"
Ji Changye immediately exploded: "Who are you saying is stingy? If it weren't for the sake of my brother and Hengheng, I wouldn't bother to talk to you."
Xihe replied "Oh" to him, then turned around and left. Anyway, her goal was achieved.
She wore a turquoise embroidered cheongsam, her long hair was pulled up, she had a slender figure, and her walk was full of joy.
Ji Changye suddenly called her: "Xia He."
Xihe turned around helplessly: "What's wrong?"
Ji Changye smiled, as cool and handsome as when they first met: "My brother is lucky to marry you."
Xihe rolled his eyes at him: "You have to say it."
Turn around and stride away.
Ji Changye watched her walk up to his eldest brother, and they entered the living room hand in hand.
After a while, Mrs. Xia and his mother's laughter came from the living room. Just listening to it, you knew what a happy and warm family this was.
Ji Changye looked at the sky with a touch of relief in his eyes. Suddenly, a glass of water appeared in front of him.
Ji Changye turned his head, and Daya didn't look at him, but also looked up at the sky.
"Dad, tell me, does she regret it?"
They didn't name him, but they all knew who it was.
The smile on Ji Changye's lips fell, and his eyes were cold: "I don't know if I regret it later, but she must hate your aunt even more."
Da Ya was startled, then shook her head: "Yes, she has always blamed her aunt, thinking that her misfortunes were all caused by her, and she is the most innocent and pitiful."
Ji Changye took a sip of tea and turned to look at her: "Why don't you go and have a rest? What if your aunt takes you to play later and you can't get up..."
Daya immediately turned around: "I'm going to bed!"
Ji Changye just laughed, his laughter was hearty, as if years of haze had been swept away.
Ji's mother heard this and shouted: "Changye, what are you doing alone? Come on, let's play mahjong together. Damn old man, you stole the cards again!"
Ji Changye responded, then strode towards the living room.
At night, after Ji Changqing fell asleep, Xihe called out "gouzi": "Look at Xia Luo."
In an instant, pictures of Xia Luo over the years appeared in her mind, from the confusion after divorcing Ji Changye, to getting married again, to getting divorced again.
That young face gradually went from beauty to vicissitudes, and finally settled in regret.
She was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, and a lame man was rummaging through the house: "Money, where did you hide the money? Damn old woman, give me the money!"
The man lifted her up like a dog to death, and smashed her down with his fist: "Do you want to tell me?"
Xia Luo sobbed in pain: "Xiaobao, mom really has no money."
Zhang Baocai didn't believe it and hit her hard until Xia Luo was dying and had to take out his last bit of money before throwing her away.
He counted the money: "Why do you think you are so useless? We are both sisters, and my aunt is a professor and teaches at Imperial University, but you don't even get ten yuan! What a waste! How do you have the face to live?" "
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but kick her in the face.
"Why am I not Uncle Ji's son? But I am the son of that bastard Zhang Yuan!"
"If I were Uncle Ji's son, I would have new clothes, new shoes, a bicycle... I would have everything I want. I would also have an uncle who is an official and an aunt who is a professor."
"It's all your fault!"
He kicked her hard, slammed the door and left.
Xia Luo lay on the ground unable to recover for a long time, looking at the roof, tears flowing out little by little.
Xihe: "..."
Her face was full of doubts: "Zhang Bao doesn't know that he is Ji Changye's son?"
Gouzi was not surprised: "She must be shameless, after all, she turned out to be a fool, abandoned Ji Changye, who became a rich man, and married a weak and incompetent man who has a habit of cheating."
"If Zhang Bao knew that it was Xia Luo who made him lose his wealthy life, he would only hate her even more."
Xihe was speechless for a long time. What is this called? It's your own fault.
She browsed quickly and found out that after Xia Luo married that man, it was good in the beginning, but then the passion faded and the man no longer coaxed and supported her, but even stole people behind her back.
Xia Luo has a tough temper, how can I bear it? So they got divorced again.
Just like this, her reputation was ruined. No one married her, and she could only raise her son alone.
She had no ability and could only work early in the morning and late at night, so she neglected her son's education. Zhang Bao grew crooked and was a gambler. He hung out with gangsters all day long and even dared to beat her.
Zhang Bao actually felt guilty the first time, but Xia Luo was such a precious son and couldn't bear to teach him a lesson.
Gradually, Zhang Bao became more and more unruly, and finally evolved into hitting and scolding him.
Just before Ji Changye and his family came to the imperial capital, Zhang Bao was imprisoned for fighting. Xia Luo went around asking for help, but everyone avoided her.
Xia Luo sat on the ground and cried bitterly, but no one took pity on her.
Who can blame this?
If you want to blame her, blame her for not raising her children well.
Xihe didn't know what to say for a while. She had even predicted Xia Luo's future ending. The only thing she didn't understand was how Xia Luo got to where she is today step by step. Although he was reborn, he became increasingly miserable.
Shaking her head, she simply turned off the screen and went to sleep.
In the days that followed, Xihe took the two sisters Da Ya to visit the imperial capital, and then went shopping separately.
The two girls were well-behaved and obedient. Xihe rarely thought of dressing up the children, including skirts, pants, and hair perms. When the two children returned home, the whole family did not dare to recognize them and told Xihe that he was acting nonsense.
Xihe touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.
But Da Ya Er Ya immediately defended her: "We like the one chosen by Auntie very much!"
Everyone was helpless. These two children were too honest. Didn't they realize that their aunt was just trying to satisfy their bad taste of dressing up dolls?
However, if the child is happy, they won’t talk about it.
The yard was filled with cheerful laughter.
