Aunt Mei closed the door gently, looked at the oil painting, looked at the woman in the oil painting, and her eyes showed a layer of reverence and pity.

This is the only lady of the Jin family who is marrying, Jin Zeheng's mother Du Xiyan.

In her heart, this woman is the eternal mistress of this home.

"Master......" Aunt Mei respectfully saluted Jin Shaotang.

"What about her?" Jin Shaotang glanced at her.

"Madame has already gone back to her room to rest," Aunt Mei said, stepped forward and stood two steps away from Jin Shaotang, "Is the master going to rest?" ”

"Hmm!"

Hearing this, Aunt Mei slowly turned around and went upstairs, she pushed open the door of the master bedroom, which was still the same as when Du Xiyan was alive.

The furnishings, the beds and even the curtains in the room are custom-made every year when they are replaced.

So, the style here is permeated with the old atmosphere of decades ago, and walking here is like stepping back in time.

Aunt May carefully made the bed, then went back into the bathroom, filling the bathtub with hot water.

On the cabinet next to the bedroom wall, there is a photo of Jin Shaotang and Du Xiyan, the man is handsome and chic, and the woman is as beautiful as a flower, which can be called a pair of beautiful people.

When she came out of the bathroom, Aunt Mei looked at the photo and sighed lowly.

After a while, Jin Shaotang came up, and she asked in a low voice, "If the master doesn't give instructions, I will leave." ”

"Hmm!" Jin Shaotang walked into the bathroom with a gloomy face.

Outside the house, it was raining, thunder roared, and lightning was incessant.

He stood in front of the sink, grabbed a small-leaf rosewood comb placed on it, and held it tightly in his hand.

originally lost the woman he loved, and he also had a son as a thought, but he didn't expect that fate would be so cruel that one day it would completely cut off the only blood connection between him and Du Xiyan in this world.

Therefore, although Jin Zexuan is not the best choice for Jintai's heir, many times it is also the only choice.

It is impossible for him to let the person who killed Zeheng sit in the position of the pinnacle of Jintai, in his eyes, giving Jin Zeming a surname and letting him live is already the best care for this son.

……

Mornings in the mountains come very early.

Jin Zeming remembered the ringtone of his mobile phone in his ears, and he was afraid that he would wake up Luo Xingchen, so he quickly grabbed the phone and answered it.

Then he carefully lifted the sheets, carefully got out of bed, and walked to the window.

"Zeming, when are you coming back?" On the other end of the phone, Chen Nanqian's anxious voice was full of worry.

"In two days, what's wrong?" He replied in a whisper.

"Are you with Luo Xingchen?"

"Hmm!"

There was silence for a while, and soon Chen Nanqian was heard say: "Zeming, I see that you have a lot of news these days, saying that you are spending your wallet to support her, and your money ...... Where did it come from? Your dad would never give you that much money. ”

Jin Zeming didn't answer where she got the money, but just said lightly, "Mom, I want to marry Xingchen." ”

"You...... Have you figured it out? ”

"Don't think about it, it's my decision."

"Marriage is not something to be exploited."

Jin Zeming chuckled in a low voice, "Don't you want me to get married soon?" ”

"Aren't you afraid she's coming for your money?"

"I've got what she wants, and that's good." Falling in love with his money, he didn't think so. Otherwise, if the money is earned and not spent, can it be used and set on the wall?

Ze Ming...... Listen to me......"