Anyway, the youngest child is in junior high school, and the eldest is a senior in high school. He will be an adult soon, and he will have children.

The head of the Feng family said coldly: "Mom can say it or do it. Don't think she is joking."

"Mom, I know."

My old mother never jokes.

Zheng Yifan assured: "Mom, don't worry, the grandchildren you love are my children. How can I, the father, not think about their future?"

"It's good to know."

"After your father is discharged from the hospital, let him live in the house of the third oldest brother. From now on, his care will be handed over to your three brothers. Anyway, you all have houses under your name. Take turns to pick him up and live there for a while."

"Your father will pay for your family's expenses if the amount is appropriate. Mom will pay for those expenses. You just take care of him and stay with him."

Zheng Yifan asked carefully: "Mom, my dad has done that, can't you forgive him? Now that Aruo is dead again, the debt will be wiped out after death, so mom can forgive my dad. My dad and Aruo have an affair, It was also an accident.�

If he had known that there was medicine in the half bottle of wine, he would never have given it to his father to drink.

"cannot!"

"When I see your dad, I will remember that he has done something sorry for me. Your dad also hates me in his heart. Since we are tired of seeing each other, we should not meet each other again."

The head of the Feng family made it clear that he wanted to separate from her husband.

The head of the Feng family decided the matter, and Zheng Yifan had no control over it as his son. He had to say: "Mom, we brothers will take good care of dad. But dad and mom live separately, and there is no one to accompany mom when she is upset. �

The head of the Feng family said coldly: "That's my business. I will solve it myself. Don't worry about it. You just need to take good care of your father and fulfill your filial piety."

After finishing speaking, the head of the Feng family hung up the phone.

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City A, Province X.

In the CEO's office on the top floor of the thirty-eight-story office building, a tall young woman wearing a women's suit and her long hair tied into a bun was standing in front of the window, looking out the window. The sky is slightly gray.

My stomach suddenly sang the empty city plan.

This made her a little distressed. She didn't eat well at lunch.

It wasn't that the food wasn't delicious, it was just that she was tired of having a chef cook it and wanted to change her taste.

But she hasn't found a chef yet, mainly because she hasn't found a chef whose cooking suits her appetite.

She is too picky and has become famous in City A for being picky. JrNovels.com