When she returned to the room, she woke Jing Shaoqing up and said, "Get up and pack up, your dad is back!"

Jing Shaoqing suddenly turned over and sat up: "What?!"

She nodded wildly: "I didn't lie to you, it's true. I'm downstairs. Come down with me quickly. I'm so nervous alone..."

Jing Shaoqing frowned and went to the bathroom to take a shower slowly before putting on his clothes and going downstairs. At the moment he saw his father, he looked cold and did not say hello, and pulled Chen Mengyao to sit down on the sofa.

"Shaoqing, you have grown up."

Jing Shaoqing looked up at the man sitting opposite him and said expressionlessly: "Of course people will grow up. I should still stay in your memory of how old I look, right?"

His father lowered his eyes, filled with deep guilt: "It's all my fault."

Although Jiang Ling was curious, it was someone else's housework after all, so she didn't talk much. Xia Lan's patience was amazing. Although she showed unhappiness on her face, she didn't make a fuss. When she was having a meal, the whole family was still happy, but Jing Shaoqing kept his face cold and didn't say much.

After returning to the room after dinner, Xia Lan finally couldn't help but quarrel with her husband: "I haven't heard from so many years, and I really thought you were dead. I won't get divorced and I'll just spend my whole life with me. I want to waste my whole life like this? Let me tell you, if I had divorced early in the morning, Shaoqing would have called other men dad!"

Jing Chengxu was a little regretful: "Xia Lan, I'm sorry for you all these years. At first I just wanted to fulfill my dream, but after a long time, when I want to come back, I feel no face... If you hadn't called me this time and said that Shaoqing was about to get married, I probably wouldn't know what reason to come back. When I was young, I was really focused on my dreams and did not care about the feelings of you and Shaoqing. Now even if I look back, you and Shaoqing are more important than dreams."

Xia Lan looked at him with a sneer and said, "You have been tempered from a 'dumb' over the years to speak sweet words. Who wants to believe your nonsense? Your dream is the most important. My wife who forced her to put her into an arranged marriage is not as good as your brush. It's ridiculous to say that she has been married for so long in the past, and you have no more than ten words to me. You are an art-playing person and look down on me, a vulgar lady, and say that she has nothing in common. Now facing me, do you have something to say?"

Jing Chengxu sighed: "It's not like this... Back then... I was a little too straightforward, and I just wanted to do what I wanted to do... If, now I want to come back, can you accept it? If we can't, we divorce, I will let you go."

Having been a widow who has been living for more than 20 years, now he says he wants to let her go. Xia Lan's eyes were red in anger: "Jing Chengxu, you are a bastard. I have been living for you for more than 20 years. You just have such a few light words? I know you have become famous. It's not a business material. But you can really draw a few broken paintings and become a very famous painter. Your dream is fulfilled. Now you want to return to your family and become a kind father? Even if I agree, Shaoqing will agree?"

Jing Chengxu was able to talk to his colleagues in the circle of painters, but when facing family, he was still a little bit poor, especially when facing Xia Lan. He had a problem of "dumb" back then. He was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I will express it slowly... I have been alone in these years, and I still pretend to be you and Shaoqing in my heart. My dream was fulfilled more than ten years ago. I didn't come back immediately... It was because I felt that I had no face to come back to face you... I am a person who can't speak, I'm not cheerful, and stupid, don't be angry."

Xia Lan raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. The emotions in her eyes had long calmed down: "If you could say these words to me, I wouldn't give up on you. We were arranged marriages, but we couldn't resist you being good-looking. I was moved by you, willingly gave birth to a child for you, and willingly waited for you. After a long time... I still couldn't stand it. Now you suddenly said you wanted to come back, not just for Shaoqing's marriage. I didn't know what to do for a while. Let's go and see, after all, this is your home, and I can't drive you away."

Although he is middle-aged, Jing Chengxu can still see the shadow of his youth. He has the same father as his son. Jing Shaoqing can be outstanding, so he is naturally not much inferior to his father. Even when he is middle-aged, he still has a mature temperament of this age and can still attract Xia Lan as he used to. After all, he has loved her, so Xia Lan is certainly unable to be ruthless.

Jing Shaoqing had nothing else to Jing Chengxu except strangers and complaints. It was impossible for him to call him dad, and he refused to even communicate. After dinner, he sent Jiang Ling and Chen Mengyao to leave the Jing family mansion. Since Jing Chengxu appeared, he had never smiled.

When he returned to the Baishuiwan villa, Chen Mengyao began to comfort him carefully: "I can see that you have a bad relationship with your father, but at least you are still alive, alive, my dad... I can't even see him even if I want to see him. It's a good thing to come back, you should be happy. In the past, you smiled with me all day, but now you suddenly have a calm face and I'm afraid..."
Chapter completed!