"Your father is just eccentric, he threw you to the United States when he was in middle school, and your eldest brother and second brother stayed by his side all the time. Ay! It would be nice if your second brother was still here, he was biased towards you......" Chen Nanqian suddenly paused, a faint sadness appeared on her beautiful face, "In this family, he is the only one who regards me as an elder." ”

"Ms. Chen Nanqian, please pay attention to your choice of words and grammar. Do not hurt the purity of your son's heart...... Didn't I treat you as a family, son? Jin Zeming put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue, and his handsome face was cynical and lazy.

Chen Nanqian smiled and gave him a look, "I said you can't be so serious?" Really, don't let me grow. In the future, if your father's eyes are closed, I won't be able to share a penny with you, and then I will drink the northwest wind! ”

"I downloaded the weather forecast app......"

"Huh?" Chen Nanqian was stunned.

"Be prepared to keep an eye on where the northwest wind is blowing!" After Jin Zeming finished speaking, he flashed to the side and dodged Chen Nanqian's fist.

"Mom......" Suddenly, he shouted very seriously, put his hand on Chen Nanqian's shoulder and pressed it heavily, "I'll raise you!" ”

Chen Nanqian was accustomed to her son's usual uninhibited appearance, and this time he suddenly said so seriously, and his expression was so solemn and silent.

She remembered that such an excellent son was thrown to the other side of the ocean since he was a child just because of his identity, and no matter how good the results were, he couldn't get a smiling face and a hug from his father, and she couldn't help but have a sour nose and red eyes.

"Son, it's my mother who is sorry for you, it's my fault......" Chen Nanqian turned her face and touched her eyes with the back of her hand, warm teardrops stained her slender fingers.

"I'm fine, I never blamed you......" Jin Zeming stood up, bent down and hugged Chen Nanqian's shoulder, and comforted softly, "It's my blessing to be your son." ”

Chen Nanqian burst into tears and smiled, looked at her son sadly, raised her hand and stroked his handsome cheek, "Zeming, find a good woman to marry!" In this way, you can have one more person to hurt you, and your mother can rest assured. ”

"What woman in this world is worthy of your son?" Jin Zeming, who was still serious just now, suddenly regained that lazy look.

"I'll tell you a serious ......"

"Alright, Mom...... I'm going up to change my clothes......" Jin Zeming let go of her and turned to leave.

Hurriedly went upstairs to take a shower and change into clean clothes, Jin Zeming hurriedly went downstairs again, and at the corner of the stairs, he saw Chu Xiangyun just coming up from downstairs.

"Zeming, Dad's face has been bad today, you should be careful later." Chu Xiangyun's voice was soft and warm, the kind of tone that could make people quiet.

Jin Zeming nodded, silently walked past her, and went downstairs.

The Jin family's study is at the end of the first floor, with a large area and luxurious decoration. There are several rows of bookcases in the study, and there are many beautifully bound books inside.

In the direction of the floor-to-ceiling door leading to the garden, there is also a special space for a black Steinway piano.

The piano is spotlessly polished and gives off an elegant sheen in the light.

Jin Shaotang sat at the desk, leaning back on the comfortable and wide leather swivel chair, squinting slightly and staring at the piano tightly, with a rare gentle light in his eyes.

Some memories, even after many years, are still unforgettable and unforgettable.