After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

If you can't beat it, join.

If it doesn't work, overturn the table and no one will be able to eat.

Push here and push away!

This one feels it is inappropriate, and that one is timid.

When can we sit together calmly and not worry about these emotional matters?

"Jiang Ge, send Miss Wen back." The Shen family's affairs have not been settled yet, and Shen Xunzhou doesn't want Wen Jin to be involved.

Jiang Ge stared at the eyes of several people and asked Wen Jin to leave.

The moment he stood in the yard, Wen Jin suddenly felt... this was the taste of freedom.

"Miss Wen, I'll take you back."

"No need, just give me the car keys and I'll drive away. You can come and collect the car later."

What's the difference between sending her back and being watched?

Shen Xunzhou finally felt guilty, so shouldn’t she run away quickly?

Finishing the run would be disrespectful to Shen Xunzhou's conscience.

Jiang Ge thought about it and thought, since the young master has already spoken, it’s okay to let them drive back.

house.

The old lady sat on the sofa and looked around the villa.

It is close to Shen Xunzhou's company, only about twenty minutes' drive away, and it is indeed a good place to imprison people.

"What do you think?" At this point, everyone knew what their grandson was thinking.

Asking, just to make sure.

"Get married, but now is not the time."

"Why are you imprisoning people when it's not the right time?" The old lady shouted angrily, "Are you a cheapskate?"

Song Jinzhi couldn't bear to hear her son was imprisoned, and it made her son act like a perverted demon: "Mom, is the imprisonment too much?"

The old lady was so angry that she wanted to kick the dogs on the street, not to mention her daughter-in-law who was confused: "Don't you know whether I am imprisoning you or not?"

"And you, you keep saying it's not time yet, it's not time yet. What's the time? Is it time when Wen Jin becomes someone else's wife, or when you die?"

Seeing Shen Xunzhou pursed his lips and said nothing, the old lady knew that he had his own opinions since he was a child, so she didn't know what to say.

"Forget it. You know what's going on in your mind, so just decide for yourself."

"Let me remind you, don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches. I see that Wen Jin is very stubborn when he takes the maid. If you imprison her this time, she might find someone to get the certificate first and end your fantasy. At that time, if you want to overturn the rules of the Shen family and marry her, it will not be so easy."

"Your mother looked down on me when I was still a young girl, so you can't expect her to be reconciled to my second marriage."

As the old lady spoke, her leisurely gaze swept over Song Jinzhi.

Not angry.

That's all! She's old.

I can’t control that much anymore.

"You two can discuss this behind closed doors," the old lady said, glancing at Aunt Xu, "Let's go."

"Mom," Shen Changze stood up and followed the old lady out.

I am really angry when I see people.

Thinking of coaxing her nicely.

"You keep asking for help all day long, are you just like your stupid son who is still breastfeeding?" The old lady stopped and scolded him, "If I were you, I would be too ashamed."

"A good child has developed a timid character. Doesn't he know the heavy burden on his shoulders? He needs you to remind him from time to time, and his lively nature has been firmly ingrained into his bones. Since he was born, the Shen family has determined the path he will take. He has to be tolerant in everything, and even his marriage has to be decided by you? Just force him to death, what's the point of living?"

"Don't come to see me in the future. I'm upset to see you."

Shen Changze watched the old lady leave and sighed.

Somewhat helpless.

In the villa, Song Jinzhi saw Shen Xunzhou's face was red and swollen. He was sitting on the sofa with his head propped up and his brows furrowed.

He called out carefully: "Looking for the boat..........."

"Let's go!" The latter's tone was hard, his head filled with emotions.

"I care about you, too!"

Shen Xunzhou slightly opened his eyes, lowered his eyelids, like a god, without any emotion: "Care about me?"

"Are you sure?" Shen Xunzhou looked at her directly, his emotions overflowing: "Stop using the excuse of doing things for my own good to do things I don't like."

"I don't want to say anything too serious. I will marry Wen Jin sooner or later. If you can accept it, then accept it. If not, then we can live separately in the future."

"You............" Song Jinzhi's eyes turned red with anger at Shen Xunzhou's tough words.

The hand that fell beside him trembled slightly.

"Have you never thought about your own situation? Not only will Wen Jin not be able to help you at all if you marry her, but whether her family will be a burden to you is secondary. Can she get along with the Shen family's annual interpersonal exchanges, social gatherings, and social activities with the Nanyang ladies?"

"What are the etiquettes for dignitaries to give gifts, and how to accept gifts? There are hundreds of kinds of tea in the Shen family's gift room. Can she recognize them all? Shen Xunzhou, it's not that I don't accept Wen Jin, nor is it that the Shen family doesn't accept Wen Jin. It's your family background that is here."

"When you are together, she is tired, and you are tired too. Even if there are no external factors, you may not be able to get through the seven-year itch."

Song Jinzhi stood up with red eyes: "If you go against the will of heaven, you should accept the punishment of heaven. If you really want to do good for Wen Jin, you should let her live happily, away from the struggles and intrigues of these aristocratic families."

Shen Xunzhou was not moved at all, and asked coldly: "Are you unhappy staying in the Shen family?"

"I love your dad, and I do it willingly. What about Wen Jin? Does he love you? Is he willingly doing it?" Song Jinzhi's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Shen Xunzhou's heart.

"When you were toasting at the table, it's not like no one pushed women into your arms, but you saw what happened to those women. I'm your biological mother, and I just want you to have an easier life."

"No one in this world loves you more than I do."

Song Jinzhi left.

Shen Xunzhou's stiff back slowly relaxed.

It feels like someone has pulled out my spine.

The warm and affectionate scene with Wen Jin in this room was ruthlessly torn apart by the Shen family.

He is not even allowed to dream.

Aristocratic families are the cruelest existence.

..............

On the way back to Shen's house.

Song Jinzhi leaned his head against the car door.

Shen Changze held the cigarette between his fingers and switched one after another.

Normally, Song Jinzhi hated him smoking in front of him, but today he didn't care.

The car stopped in the yard. Song Jinzhi pushed the door open with big strides and got out of the car. He went upstairs to take a shower with a gloomy face.

I was still angry when I was lying in bed.

"Angry?"

"What's the point of me getting angry? I have to make your son happy!" Song Jinzhi pulled the quilt angrily.

"After all, he is your own son. Why are you angry with him?" Shen Changze advised patiently.

"Since my son likes it, why not take a step back? Just in time, there are relevant documents coming down from above, about the acquisition of equipment companies for transformation. I'll take this opportunity to talk to Wen Qiyun and find out what he means."

"Aren't the Wen family engaged in medical equipment?"

"Wen Jin acquired a company some time ago, and it happened to be at that opening. If the document hadn't come down today, I would have suspected that Shen Xunzhou had leaked the information."