Zhang Jing sat in the living room, and she found two people to come to her home to teach her embroidery and spend time.

Chen Yuezhi walked in with a calm face, rushed to Zhang Jing regardless of the outsider's presence, and said angrily, "Are you really my real mother?"

He stared at Zhang Jing and said the first sentence in the past three years, a sentence full of depression and anger.

Zhang Jing's face turned pale, her eyes were red, and she stared at Chen Yuezhi angrily.

Seeing that the mother and son were about to quarrel, Chen's mother hurriedly asked the two embroidery ladies to go back first.

"You are looking for me for that bitch..." Zhang Jing's voice trembled slightly, and she raised her hand to point at Chen Yuezhi.

"Stop!" Chen Yuezhi stopped Zhang Jing from cursing.

He stared at her, with a strange look on his face and a hint of helplessness. He pinched his fists and took a deep breath. Only then did Chen Yuezhi gradually control his temper.

He slowly spoke, "Mom, why are you like this? Why can't you accept Tingting?"

He wanted to talk about this issue calmly with Zhang Jing and resolve this contradiction.

He really couldn't understand why Zhang Jing just couldn't accept Huang Tingting.

"Silly son, because she is not worthy of you!"

"Mom, I have the final say whether you are worthy or not. Mom, can you let go of your prejudice and look at Tingting, the woman your son falls in love with is very outstanding, really."

"Yuezhi, can you not be obsessed with it? It's all for your own good. Will your mother harm you?"

Zhang Jing was astonishingly stubborn as this matter.

Chen Yuezhi's patience was wiped out little by little. Thinking of the insults and hurts Huang Tingting was once again due to Zhang Jing, he was afraid that his wife would escape again.

Chen Yuezhi's expression became cold, "Three years ago, you humiliated her again and again. She let go of her child and escape, and the mother and son separate. In three years, she would force her to leave. Do she hope I will always pull the child alone?"

He stepped forward and frowned at her in confusion.

"I even had a ligation surgery to tell you that Xiaobao is my last child. Even if she doesn't come back, I won't marry another woman. Mom, do you want me to die alone? Is this for my own good?"

Chen Yuezhi's questioning made Zhang Jing's face look embarrassed, but she quickly straightened her back.

"Is there no other woman in this world except Huang Tingting? Su Moli is very good. You know her well and you know her best, how good is she marrying her."

"You like Su Moli so much, you'll marry her. Mom, I'll say it last time. I only love Tingting and only marry Tingting. If you continue to fight her, I have to endure the pain of breaking off the mother-son relationship."

Chen Yuezhi seemed to be unwilling to say another word. He left this sentence and left Zhang Jing directly and turned to the stairs.

"Chen Yuezhi! Stop for me!"

Zhang Jing stood up and shouted with red eyes, but Chen Yuezhi didn't look back.

Zhang Jing looked at Chen Yuezhi's back as he quickly left, and suddenly thought that when he was a child, he would come back to coax her after only a while of a fight.

But this time, she knew he wouldn't look back.

Chen Yuezhi left the living room and went directly to find Shen's family. He looked calm and pushed the door open and entered.

The old man was practicing calligraphy, concentrating on his strokes and strokes, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the footsteps.

"Grandpa!" Chen Yuezhi frowned and spoke.

The old man raised his brush, pointed to the chair next to him, and signaled him to watch from the side.

Chen Yuezhi didn't go to sit, stood upright, but didn't say anything anymore.

He picked up the pen and finished writing a pair of words before handing the brush to Chen Yuezhi.

"Come on, write."

Chen Yuezhi walked over, stood behind the desk, and danced on the rice paper.

Mr. Shen took a sip of tea and said, "Write again."

"Yes, grandpa."

Chen Yuezhi changed another piece of paper and sighed almost unpredictably, and the word "tolerance" was still the word "tolerance".

This time I wrote vigorously and powerfully, but the words were much more restrained and thicker.

"Well, the resentment has been curbed and it has made some progress."

The old man nodded and praised, Chen Yuezhi put down his pen, "Grandpa taught him well."

Mr. Shen smiled, "The little bastard has always been sweet, but his temper is going to be restrained. Such a big person is a father."

"If my grandson lost his temper early, wouldn't it be bullied? Grandpa said that my grandson lacked the blood of the Shen family."

Chen Yuezhi was taught a lesson by his grandfather and smiled helplessly.

When Mr. Shen saw that he was so angry that he slapped him.

"Little bastard, tell me what made you anxious and angry." He was helped by Chen Yuezhi and walked to the sofa and sat down on the side.

Chen Yuezhi let go of the old man and reported the matter solemnly, "Reporting to Chief, your grandson wants to get married!"

Mr. Shen was a little stunned and looked up at his eyes.

"Married? Xiaobao's mother is back?"

In recent years, the young grandson and his son didn't even talk about a girlfriend, so he knew that his grandson was waiting for that woman.

Now that Chen Yuezhi suddenly mentioned getting married, he guessed that it must be Xiaobao's mother who has returned.

"Yes." Chen Yuezhi replied in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, he seemed a little worried that Mr. Shen would disagree, so he sat down, looked straight with the old man, and beat his legs.

"Grandpa, Tingting is so awesome now. When she comes back this time, the third grandpa's surgery was performed by Tingting."

"Well, young and promising."

"I studied for a doctorate abroad and have many years of experience in practicing medicine. If my grandfather is uncomfortable in the future, it will be convenient for Tingting to show you. Just like two days ago, my grandfather suddenly fainted. If Tingting was there, he might not get sick at all."

"You don't expect me to be well at all?"

Mr. Shen pretended to be angry and glared at Chen Yuezhi.

Chen Yuezhi hurriedly stopped and laughed, "Grandpa, you know that I didn't mean that."

"Excellent!" Mr. Shen patted Chen Yue again.

Suddenly I remembered that a few years ago, when Xiaobao was not yet, he knelt in front of him and said he wanted to get married.

In a flash, Xiaobao is three years old.

Things change, people change. The young master who was still young back then has grown into a strong man, but his sweetheart is still the same one.

The old man was moved, and his descendants of the Shen family were all infatuated.

"Grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time. I'll show you to me when I have time. Of course, I won't object. You can persuade your mother."

"Grandpa, don't mention it on Mom, just agree."

Chen Yuezhi said in surprise and immediately grinned.

He stood behind Mr. Shen, clenched his shoulders attentively, and flattered him.

"Grandpa is wise! Tingting misses you too."

Mr. Shen smiled and said, "Okay, you must be kind to others as always and to their parents."

"Don't worry, we must be harmonious."

"Skinless and shameless!"

Mr. Shen shook his head and laughed, and Chen Yuezhi also laughed loudly.

"Tingting has been injured these days. When she is discharged from the hospital, she will bring her to see you. She is as beautiful as she is, and has not changed at all."

"You young people, what's the change? I'm old and I'm afraid that people won't recognize you."
Chapter completed!