Mr. Li, please stop abusing me. My wife is getting engaged.

Chapter 56: Cold Home

"Secretary Wang, arrange for a shoot with Murong Lin in Sucheng this weekend."

Li Zeyi sat on the sofa and looked at the already cold food on the table with a wicked smile.

"Ah? Tomorrow is the weekend, I guess it's too late."

"Then schedule it for next week. Anyway, let him go early and not in Shucheng."

Secretary Wang was confused for a moment.

It was too hasty for President Li to call at nine o'clock in the evening to arrange this matter.

The shooting location in Shucheng has been set up for a week and will start tomorrow, but now they say they want to change the location.

I don’t know what Mr. Li is thinking. This will probably cost him a lot of money.

However, it was not easy for Secretary Wang to ask Mr. Li about the decision, so he could only carry it out.

"Our sea view house in Suzhou is already on sale, let him take the endorsement photo as well."

"But Mr. Murong's trip to Su City is only two days."

"Then let him stay a few more days."

Li Zeyi curled his lips in a sarcastic smile and hung up the phone.

Murong Lin got the news from Lei Ming the next day. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't care much. They would do whatever the sponsor said, as long as the money was arranged.

"Next week is next week, just arrange your schedule." Murong Lin said casually while fastening the wrist buckle on his shirt.

*

Su Jinyan took a day off on Monday. Today was her mother's death anniversary, so she had to go back home.

"Zi Zi, can you go back alone? Hey, I have a professional course test today, otherwise I would take a leave to accompany you." Yingge asked anxiously.

"What can possibly happen? Don't worry. Just do well in the exam." Su Jinyan comforted.

After an hour's drive, Su Jinyan arrived at the magnificent three-story villa with a courtyard.

This three-story Western-style building was bought when my mother was still alive. It looks a little old now, but its shape is still grand.

But now their family lives here, Su Jinyan thought with self-mockery.

Entering the yard, there was a maid cleaning the courtyard.

When I saw Su Jinyan, I was attracted by her beautiful face for a moment.

Then he realized that it was the unpopular second lady, so he turned around and went back to his own business.

Su Jinyan walked into the inner room, which was very quiet.

The moment she entered, Aunt Chen heard footsteps coming out of the kitchen and saw her.

"Miss, I knew you would come back today. Have you eaten? Mother Wu will make it for you."

With tears in her eyes, Aunt Wu looked carefully at the girl in front of her, her eyes full of love.

"Mother Wu, I've eaten, please stop busying yourself. Are you okay here?"

Chen Ma was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "What can be wrong? Everything is fine. I just miss you a little bit."

"Auntie Wu, I'm sorry. I'll try to find more time to come and see you later."

"No need, Miss, just be happy. You don't have to come here just for me."

Aunt Wu knew that Su Jinyan didn't like coming here, so she said comfortingly.

A woman in her forties, wearing a champagne-colored silk nightgown with hanging parts, came down the stairs with a "clattering sound".

There were fine lines at the corners of the woman's eyes, and it was obvious that she had taken good care of herself in the past few years of living here. She looked even more delicate and pretty than when she first got married.

The woman was Su Jinyan's stepmother Xu Jiao. Six years ago, not long after Su Jinyan's mother Su Xinai passed away, her father Ding Jingpeng married her. At that time, she also had a daughter named Wang Mingzhu.

"Hey, what a rare visitor, Su Jinyan, why are you back?"

Su Jinyan raised her eyes and looked at her.

Xu Jiao looked at the girl in front of her and her heart trembled.

The girl was wearing a black dress, no makeup, and her hair was half-tied and hung behind her.

The dark clothes did not make her look old or serious, but instead made her face look even whiter and more delicate.

She was even more beautiful than she was a year ago, and Xu Jiao was burning with jealousy.

"Oh, I remember now. You went to burn incense for your mother, right? Just go by yourself. Don't come to your father again."

"He won't go." Xu Jiao looked at Su Jinyan with some hatred in her eyes.

"I'm here to see my dad, not you." Su Jinyan said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"He only listens to me now." Xu Jiao looked at Su Jinyan with joy in her eyes and a boastful tone in her voice.

"Your words don't count. I have to ask him first." Su Jinyan ignored what she said and replied calmly.

At this time, Ding Jingpeng was walking down from upstairs. He was of medium build, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and had the air of a cultured man.

"Dad..." Su Jinyan didn't say anything else.

She didn't need to say anything, because for three consecutive years, she would only step into this house on this day.

"Let's go." Ding Jingpeng said to Su Jinyan.

Su Jinyan felt a little relieved. Her father did not completely ignore her, nor did he forget her mother.

Ding Jingpeng picked up the car keys and walked outside, with Su Jinyan following behind him.

"Ding Jingpeng, how dare you? Have you forgotten what you promised me? She has been dead for so many years and has nothing to do with you anymore." Xu Jiao's voice came from behind, with a hint of screaming.

Ding Jingpeng paused for a moment and continued walking forward.

"How dare you? You don't want your son anymore, right?" Xu Jiao held her flat belly, her tone full of threats.

Ding Jingpeng stopped suddenly and said, "Zi Zi, be good. Zi Zi has grown up now. Go by yourself."

There was moisture in the corners of Su Jinyan's eyes, but she still raised her face and begged, "Dad..."

There is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.

Ding Jingpeng didn't give her any response, he turned around.

Xu Jiao stretched out her hand to him, and he held it and put his arm around her waist.

Wang Mingzhu yawned, came down from upstairs and saw this scene, and looked at Su Jinyan with eyes full of mockery.

The three of them stood together, just like a family of three. In the future, they will be a family of four.

That was where Mom and her used to be.

And now, she is just an outsider.

Su Jinyan turned her back and no longer looked at them.

She thought she was strong enough after living independently for a few years, but why did she still feel heartbroken and weak when she saw them?

Su Jinyan, you are so useless!

"Su Jinyan, my name now is Ding Mingzhu..."

Every word echoed from behind him, full of sarcasm and complacency.

Su Jinyan felt a sharp pain in her heart, and her throat felt dry and tight. She pursed her lips, but could not utter a word.

What's wrong with having the surname Su? My mother's surname is Su, and so is mine.

Walking out of the small western-style building, Su Jinyan felt depressed and aggrieved.

She was once her parents' favorite daughter, and she was the one who lived in that small Western-style building.

The cell phone rang, Su Jinyan picked up the call, it was Yingge.

"Zi Zi, are you okay? They didn't target you, did they?"

"Yingge——" All the resentment and grievance that had been suppressed poured out at this moment.

Su Jinyan squatted down, her voice choked with sobs: "Yingge, tell me, why is it that when a child's mother leaves, the father's love also disappears?"

Tears were like beads that had broken off the string, blurring Su Jinyan's vision.

Su Jinyan could no longer hear what Yingge said.

She squatted on the ground and cried wildly, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

Yingge hung up the phone, her heart aching. Every year on this day, Su Jinyan would be in a low mood.

Yingge knew how long she had been holding back the grievance and pain in her heart.

When Li Zeyi's cell phone rang, he was in the middle of his Monday regular meeting.

A man in a suit was holding a meeting. His deep, magnetic voice echoed in the quiet office, and a group of executives around him were staring at him intently.

Li Zeyi recognized that number, it belonged to Xia Yingge.

"Li Zeyi, are you free? Can you go look for Zi Zi? She's crying so hard, I'm worried about her."

"Okay. Where is it?" Li Zeyi's heart paused for a moment, his brows furrowed, and his hands clenched into fists.

"She's not in Taoyuan Mansion. She's in Yueting South House. If she's not there, go to the Jiading Cemetery in the southern suburbs."

"it is good."

Li Zeyi strode out of the meeting room, leaving a group of confused employees behind.

What happened to the president? He left before the meeting was over.

He looked very anxious, and even a little angry.

It's totally inconsistent with his usual calm and reserved style.

The executives looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, they dispersed at the reminder of Secretary Wang.