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Bewedded, Not Beloved

Chapter: 419

Is it true that a rich man would be ridiculous when he was young? He obviously has a good wife like Mama Xi, but he wants to provoke my mother outside.
If he knows that he still has a daughter in this world, I don’t know if he denies it or opens his arms to greet him?
I think the possibility of the latter is relatively small. A successful person like this has always maintained his own face, and he will not admit that he has done wrong.
I gave the gift to me. My gift was quite satisfactory. Although it was expensive, I didn’t care about it.
Mother Xi was still surprised and thanked me.
My interest has never been high, and I am always shaking my mind.
When the dishes came, Papa Xi gave Mama Xi the dishes, and the fish was thoughtfully removed from the fish bones and put into Mama Xi’s bowl.
A big man who is racing in the mall, is so considerate to his wife. If it is photographed for the media, it will definitely be a portrayal of what kind of immortal couples, loving couples, and so on.
But in the eyes of someone like me who knows the inside story, everything is so hypocritical and ridiculous.
I’m not saying that he is not sincere in treating Mama Xi, but this is just a wake-up call after he had derailed.
My mother seems to have been caught by a junior again.
Dad Xi is now 50 years away, but he is like a middle-aged Yiqiong, who still has his unique charm.
When he was young, he was about the same as Xi Qingchuan. Duo Jin was handsome and attractive. If he wanted to pursue him, which woman would not be distracted? Including my mother.
I don’t know if she has ever loved Dad, but I think since she is willing to give birth to me for him, it must be love.
“Xiao Sheng.” Xi Qingchuan’s voice sounded in my ears: “You can’t eat a bite of food, what’s wrong, it doesn’t suit your appetite?”
I turned my head, Xi Qingchuan was looking at me for a moment.
My appearance is too abnormal, so everyone can see that I am wrong.
I picked up a shrimp and stuffed it into my mouth: “Nothing, I had a little bloating just now, now it’s over.”
“Pregnancy is like this. Usually you don’t feel any discomfort in yourself. As a result, all the small problems of this and that will come when you are pregnant.” Mama Xi smiled and put me a piece of sour old meat: “This is sour and sweet. Very appetizing.”
I ate a lot without knowing the taste, Xi Qingchuan and his father both drank a little wine.
He raised his cup: “Happy wedding anniversary, there will be one more kid with you on the next wedding anniversary.”
Mother Xi laughed so hard that she couldn’t see her eyes. “Yes, this feeling is good.”
After Xi Qingchuan finished speaking, I looked at me, and I was taken aback for a moment, and then picked up the juice.
I couldn’t express my blessings, I just smiled.
Mother Xi didn’t mind, they raised their glasses and took a sip together.
After Papa Xi finished drinking, he put down the cup and stretched out his hand to take off one of the hair strands that Mama Xi had stuck to his lips.
His movements are gentle and considerate. I usually don’t pay much attention to their interactions. Now when I think about it, Xi’s father and Xi’s mother seem to have been very good.
The Yingying Yanyan outside of some men is just a passing moment for them, and they have to return to their families after all.
I kept looking at them in a daze, Xi Qingchuan gently touched my hand: “Why keep looking at my dad and my mom?”
I put down the cup: “They are so loving.” I murmured.
“Yes, since I remembered when I was very young, the two of them sprinkled dog food in front of me every day.”
Xi Qingchuan put the shrimp that I peeled off to my mouth: “Taste this shrimp is sweet.”
The ingredients in all the dishes today are very fresh, but the sweet shrimp meat is salty and bitter in my mouth at this moment.
Mother Xi was going to the bathroom, but she was wearing high heels. Originally I planned to accompany her. Xi Qingchuan stood up:? I happened to go too, mom and we were together. ”
So Xi Qingchuan helped Mother Xi to go to the bathroom, and only me and Dad Xi were left on the table.
He picked up food for me and said to me, “Xiaosheng, you eat too little, you should eat more. You won’t get fatter if you give birth to a child at a young age.”
Dad Xi hadn’t said anything to me, but I said a lot today.
I looked at him, and I really wanted to ask him if he still remembered my mother, but I can only keep this secret by myself. No matter who, even if my biological father is sitting opposite me, I can’t follow He recognizes each other.
I don’t deserve it even if I lack the love of my father.
I lowered my head to eat in silence, and suddenly Dad Xi said to me, “The ring on your finger is very unique. How can you wear such a thin ring on your thumb?”
He was talking about the ring that my mother gave Qin Guan on my finger.
“Mom left it to me. I said my fingers are too thin, so I can only wear it on my thumb.”
He nodded, and then there was nothing to say.
Father Xi lowered his head to drink the soup, and I kept looking at the top of his thick black hair.
Does he know that the woman he once provoked has already passed away seven or eight years ago and left this world.
I don’t know what role he plays in my mother’s life?
Was it just a passer-by as he treated my mother as a passer-by, or did he hurt my mother deeply?
I don’t want to face him again, I don’t want to live with him under the same roof.
I really want to drop my chopsticks and run away now, but I can’t because it would be too obvious to do that.
When Xi Qingchuan and Mama Xi came back from the bathroom, the meal lasted for a long time.
When Xi Qingchuan and Dad Xi drank a whole bottle of red wine, the meal was over.
After dinner, they still have activities and want to listen to the symphony.
There was a symphony orchestra that Mama Xi loved to perform in China. Mama Xi asked me if I wanted to see it together. I said, “I can’t listen to symphonies and I can’t appreciate it.”
Mother Xi smiled and said, “Yes, you young people should get in touch with what your young people like.”
Father Xi and Mother Xi went to the opera, and I stood at the entrance of the restaurant looking at the back of them.
I was imagining what my mother and father Xi looked like standing together.
Xi Qingchuan took my hand: “The weather is good today, and it is not far from home. How about we two take a walk and go back!”
Xi Qingchuan’s palm was warm, dry and soft, but it was actually very comfortable to hold.
I broke my hand out of his palm: “No, I’m tired. Let’s go back in the car. I don’t want to walk.”

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