Chapter 217 Father and Son Frozen Release (2)

He has never thought about what Shangguan Ning said. He has always wanted to be the best since he was a child. He hopes that he can satisfy Jing Zhongxiu and let him know that he is the best. How can he be like Shangguan Ning? , I would think that there will be a huge difference in treatment because of gender.

Moreover, he and Jing Yiran are both boys, but the treatment is completely different. He has to receive heavy knowledge learning and physical training every day, while Jing Yiran never needs to do anything. If he likes to learn, he can learn. Son.

Today, he was awakened by Shangguan Ning's words.

It turned out that Jing Zhongxiu never raised Jing Yiran as an heir. He was the only heir in his heart from the beginning to the end!

He finally understood why everyone in the family, including the old lady, Zhang Rong, and even the old man, said that his father favored him.

He used to think that Jing Zhongxiu's indulgence to Jing Yiran was a kind of preference, but it turned out that his father's strictness towards him was the real preference.

A certain part of Jing Yichen's heart suddenly became clear. He felt a little guilty, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

He kissed Shangguan Ning's forehead, and said softly, "A Ning, you are really my lucky star."

However, Shangguan Ning didn't appreciate his praise at all, and her voice showed indescribable distress: "I'm not your lucky star, but my disaster star is almost the same. You almost lost your life because of me. If you want to say Lucky star, you are also my lucky star."

Jing Yichen smiled: "We are each other's lucky stars, isn't this the way to go?"

The husband and wife chatted and laughed. They lived in Mu's Hospital for half a month, and they almost regarded this place as their own home. Chef Lao Du and two maids, Sister Lan and Sister Fang, even came over to take care of their daily life.

In half a month, both of them had basically recovered from their injuries, so they left the hospital and returned home.

If it wasn't for Jing Yichen to get the best care and self-cultivation, Shangguan Ning would not be willing to stay in the hospital for so long. There is nothing outside as comfortable as his own home.

Shangguan Ning didn't take a good bath for half a month, and went into the bathroom as soon as she got home. As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she heard Jing Yichen's low voice: "Ah Ning, change your clothes, I'll take you there a place."

"Where are you going, what are you wearing?"

Jing Yichen found her a black long-sleeved dress from the closet: "Put this on."

He said, and then picked out a black suit himself, and after changing, he sat in the living room and waited for Shangguan Ning.

Shangguan Ning quickly changed her clothes, dried her hair, and walked out the door holding Jing Yichen's arm.

The car drove for a long time and walked a long way before Jing Yichen stopped the car.

He picked up a bouquet of white chrysanthemums from the back seat of the car with one hand, took Shangguan Ning's hand with the other, and said softly, "Let's go."

Shangguan Ning didn't ask anything, and quietly followed him to a small road.

The path is covered with light blue cobblestones, which are very long and clean. It is obvious that someone cleans them frequently. The surroundings are surrounded by dense and tall emerald green cypresses, which look quiet and deep.

Passing through the tender green grassland and the neat piece of bald cypress, what appeared in front of us was a small grave.

Jing Yichen led Shangguan Ning to a grave, looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said softly, "A Ning, this is my mother, and today is her death day."

Shangguan Ning originally guessed that Jing Yichen brought her to see his mother, but she didn't expect that today was his mother's death day.

No wonder Jing Yichen chose to leave the hospital today, so there was another reason for this.

The woman in the photo has delicate and perfect eyebrows and slightly raised lips. She looks gentle and beautiful. She is very similar to Zhao Anan's mother, Zhao Zhao, whom she has seen before, except that Zhao Qing seems more lively and cheerful.

She held Jing Yichen's hand tightly, and said softly to the grave, "Hello, Mom. I am Shangguan Ning, your daughter-in-law. From now on, I will take care of Yichen for you. Don't worry."

After Shangguan Ning finished speaking, she took the white chrysanthemum from Jing Yichen's hand and placed it in front of the tombstone.

In front of the tombstone, a bunch of white chrysanthemums had already been placed.

Shangguan Ning looked at Jing Yichen, and said in a low voice, "Did Dad come to see Mom?"

Jing Yichen nodded, his voice was much lower than before: "It should be, he will come every year." And he would come earlier and leave later than him.

Shangguan thought, Jing Zhongxiu should have never forgotten this wife. When she went to Jing's house for the first time, she found that Jing Zhongxiu looked at Zhang Rong without any emotion, but with endless indifference, and Zhang Rong seemed to have been used to it for a long time.

She only heard Jing Yichen mention the grievances of the year, but she didn't know the specific reason. She has never quite understood why Jing Zhongxiu married Zhang Rong and had a child with her since he didn't love her.

Although Jing Zhongxiu felt a little partial to Jing Yichen, he did not neglect Jing Yiran too much. On the contrary, he had actually been protecting Jing Yiran all along, preventing him from dying in Jing Yichen's hands.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. For a wealthy family like the Jing family that stands at the top, the life inside may not be as happy and stable as an ordinary well-off family. Because the responsibilities and pressures to be borne are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The two stood for a while, and then walked back along the path they came from.

Halfway there, I met Jing Zhongxiu who was walking up with fruits and food.

"Father!" Shangguan Ning called him in surprise. She thought Jing Zhongxiu put down the bouquet and left, but he didn't.

Jing Yichen didn't make a sound, but stood there quietly holding Shangguan Ning.

Whenever his mother's death day, he would always hate Jing Zhongxiu very much. If it wasn't for what happened to him back then, he wouldn't have lost his mother at the age of three.

But today, Jing Yichen surprisingly didn't hate him, maybe it was because Shangguan Ning was by his side, giving him warmth and strength, or maybe it was because he had gradually realized that his father might be more painful than him when it came to his mother's death .

Because Jing Zhongxiu never drank alcohol on weekdays, he would only drink on this day every year, and he would get very drunk, every time the housekeeper personally carried him home.

He was silent for a long time, then said lightly, "Dad."

Hearing the word he uttered, Jing Zhongxiu froze all over.

Ever since Jing Yichen became sensible, since he knew how his mother passed away, he stopped calling him "Dad". Jing Zhongxiu knew that his son hated him, so he didn't blame his son, because even he hated himself and couldn't forgive him. Own.

He killed his beloved woman and made his most beloved son lose his mother. He was once unable to face his son because he felt that he had made a huge mistake that was unforgivable.

He thought that his son would never forgive him for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, today his son was willing to call him out.