On Saturday, Bi Xiaocong drove to his parents' residence. This villa is located in Xiaotangshan in the north of the capital. It has three floors and a total area of ​​more than [-] square meters. The [-]-square-meter terrace is decorated in a very European style, and it looks like a mansion in the Republic of China period.

My father left for Shanghai after staying in Beijing for five days. Today, my mother and nanny Xiao Liu are at home. In order not to make the house look too empty, my mother has raised many flowers and plants, and has three cats as companions.

"Come on, have some eggs." His mother continued to pick up vegetables for him. Looking at the dishes on the table, he felt a little troubled. Over the years, his mother's cooking skills have not been honed, and the level of cooking is only passing. It's hard for him to swallow in a high-end hotel!

"Don't pick it up for me, I'll do it myself." He only ate cold cucumbers, and the other dishes were really not flattering.

The mother watched her son eating, and asked with ulterior motives: "How are you and Nan Nan doing?"

He nodded: "It's okay... I don't want to get married for the time being, and we'll talk about the marriage in thirty years." He had already expected what his mother would say, and he didn't want to be tied up so early, let alone now that he Due to his special physical condition, he had no thought of starting a family at all.

She frowned and persuaded: "Since your personalities are compatible, don't delay. Nannan is the same age as you, so you can't wait that long." That girl loves her son sincerely, and her family background is good. After Nan Nan gets married, her life will get better and better.

"If you can't wait, just pull it down. I don't want to get married so early. Don't tell me this. I brought an agreement with me. It's a restaurant chain franchise. When Dad comes back, you can show him." He has no chance to see him now. Old man, I feel like I am my father's pony, and the big boss behind the scenes rarely shows up.

Mother put down her chopsticks, lowered her head and said, "Your father doesn't like to go home now... probably there are other women out there." It was really not worthwhile for the "third party" to get a divorce, so she chose to be patient.

Bi Xiaocong raised his head in surprise: "Do you have evidence?" In fact, he wasn't particularly surprised. How many rich men didn't raise women outside?It's just that my father is 56, and he still has a mistress like others, can he be able to bear it, why not live with his mother honestly.

"Do you need evidence? It's easy to tell whether a man is indifferent to a woman. Your father's woman must be in Shanghai, so he has to go to Shanghai every month. Sometimes he lives in Shanghai for half a month. I'm here. I'm in limbo." She smiled coldly, she clearly said that she didn't care about it, and just swallowed her anger for a lifetime, but she still felt a little unwilling, but she was already old, what capital did she have to compete with other women for her husband?Every time she looked in the mirror, she felt very sad.

"What are you going to do?" As a son, he had to stand by his mother.

"Just pretend you don't know, it's easier this way. If I get into a divorce with him, it will not be good for us, and it will also affect you. Let's make do with our age." She picked up her chopsticks to eat again, Try to appear as calm as possible.

The little aunt who was busy making porridge in the kitchen felt worthless for the aunt. Sure enough, a rich man didn't have any good things. She would just find an ordinary person in the future. Even if she had the heart, she didn't have the money to mess around.

Bi Xiaocong looked at his mother's face and asked in a low voice, "Are you really determined to endure it?"

She ate the food, and replied plainly: "Well, life is rare to be confused, and it's the same as a husband and wife. Can you live on if you are serious?"

"This is a matter of principle, not a trivial matter." He felt that it was unfair that his mother should bear the pain of his father's cheating.

"Stop talking about this topic, eat." She didn't want her son to get involved, otherwise things would get more and more complicated.

As a result, Bi Xiaocong was in a bad mood all day. After leaving the villa, he drove to the western restaurant in Zhongguancun. The decoration has reached the stage of acceptance. This year, catering will be the focus of their group's business. No matter how bad the economy is, people always have to eat .

He parked the car in the parking space at the entrance, and strode into the entrance of the restaurant. The vice president and designer of the decoration company had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him appear, they greeted him with a smile, and first served him drinks.

After carefully inspecting the store, he made suggestions for modification:

All the skirting boards were replaced, and they had to be light-colored. The quality of the suspended ceiling on the second floor was not up to standard, the edges were not tightly fitted, and the railing of the stairs was not smooth enough...

Since he had spent money, he had to be picky, and waited until all the above items were revised before talking about the final payment. The vice president and designer were speechless, so he had to order the workers to rework.

After the decoration team left the restaurant, Bi Xiaocong came to the center stage to observe the half-finished graffiti-style murals.

When Ai Ju saw him coming, she put down her pen and palette, wiped her paint-stained hands on her blue apron, and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't be here today?" It was past eight o'clock in the evening , it's time to go to bed.

"I have to come to check and accept. You've progressed fast enough, are you still used to living here?" He knew that someone lived in the restaurant this week and regarded it as his home.

"It's very comfortable. The bed in the lounge on the second floor is softer than my house. The water in the shower is also very hot. It's just a little prudent to stay here alone in the middle of the night." He smirked, looking at Ruya all the time. The handsome boss.

"Don't tell me you encountered a supernatural event." Boss Bi's eyes couldn't help staying on the man's chest muscles, and then kept looking down. The abdominal muscles hidden behind the apron made him salivate. He has really touched it, and this is called a pure man.

"No...the God of Wealth is guarding the door, shall I treat you to supper later?" He hasn't had dinner yet, and his stomach has been growling for a long time.

"Let me treat you. There is a Sichuan restaurant nearby that can deliver food. I'll order." He remembered that he put the delivery order at the front desk last time, then turned around and walked towards the door.

Ai Ju quickly caught up with him, and tentatively asked: "We really can't do that anymore?"

Bi Xiaocong rolled his eyes at him, and replied coldly: "Didn't I make it clear to you last time, it's just this time."

"You were having a great time that day too...do you have another man?" He struggled with this for a long time. Could it be that he was not capable enough to satisfy Boss Bi?

He stepped into the cashier, found out the delivery order, and replied very unhappy: "Who told you that I like a man, this is the first time for me that day, don't pour dirty water on me."

The cartoonist was very happy when he heard this sentence. As the first man of this man, he was very proud: "Well, I thought you were a veteran... It's also the first time I slept with a man , I didn't expect it to be so exciting."

Bi Xiaocong raised his eyelids and asked with a half-smile: "Since we are the same, we are talking nonsense. What do you want to eat?" Talking about such things made his ears feel hot, and he was easily led into a ditch. He couldn't ask " Estrogen" surrender, he has to be a "normal" old man.

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