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"Xiao Ge, come out for dinner." A knock on the door sounded outside the door, which made Ai Yige, who was still thinking, suddenly realize it, and stood up mechanically and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was his familiar and strange mother, a housewife, a standard working people, but now he was radiant and dressed in a white career suit. No matter how you look at it, they were all successful women in important positions. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses were also placed on the bridge of his nose. This was probably evidence that Ai Yige looked at it for a while and felt that his mother was completely different from the mother in his memory.

"Have you made your father angry again?" Chen Fengying touched his son's head kindly and sighed, "Why are you two men and women so hard to get together? It's also my fault, I'm so busy." There seemed to be a little guilt in his tone.

Ai Yige looked at the mother who had basically no trace of the housewife from the inside out, and couldn't help but ask: "Mom, how much are you worth now?"

Chen Fengying looked at her son with a strange look, as if she didn't know him anymore: "More than 50 billion, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just ask casually." Ai Yige avoided Chen Fengying's hand caressing on his head. Although he knew that this was his mother, the mother who had traveled through time, he could not raise the original intimacy in his heart. If he could choose, he would rather his mother be the timid housewife.

Looking at the back of his son going downstairs, Chen Fengying thought: "What's wrong with this child? Are you blamed me for spending all day on the company and not caring for him enough? Yes, everything in the company is on track, and I should have retired long ago. However, more than 10,000 people in the company are waiting for me to spend. Even if I want to retreat, there must be a successor, right?" After talking to myself for a long time, Chen Fengying's face showed a little fatigue. Although she is a strong woman who calls for the wind and rain, who will know what kind of effort she has made behind the glory?

The atmosphere is definitely not friendly. The supper was spent in the silence of the three of them. Ai Changhu couldn't figure it out anyway. He had been in a military life for half his life. On the Vietnam battlefield, even the people who were known as the No. 1 Death Squad of the New China Army were wholeheartedly and dared not disobey him. Why did it seem like God sent him to oppose him when he gave birth to a son? He didn't want to live in the military compound, so he would rather stay in that dilapidated old house. He let him meet the daughter of the Zhao family.

After the marriage was decided, he was reluctant. It would be fine if the daughter of the Zhao family was not outstanding enough in one aspect, but Zhao Xinnan's appearance, figure and reputation in the army made all the leaders of the military region sigh that Lao Zhao had really had a tiger girl. If it weren't for the relationship between Lao Zhao and Ai Changhu, they had set up their children and relatives in Vietnam, and those old men would have rushed out regardless of their face to marry Zhao Xinnan to their children and grandchildren.

But Ai Yige looked unwilling to buy it. He said nothing, hurriedly finished the rice in the bowl, and returned to his room upstairs that made Ai Changhu look so frightened. In this military compound, which general's children and grandchildren were not in the room that was played with by men? Only this kid had a bunch of toys. He was still very confident when he said that the future army was relying on Gundam, Transformers and other things that human technology could not achieve. He said that people a hundred years ago would not have thought that mobile phones and computers would appear in this world. Why could Ai Changhu assert that Gundam and Transformers would not appear in the future? It made Ai Changhu very helpless. He knew that this kid was making a fuss about making a fuss, but he still couldn't find a better reason to refute him.

"Old Ai, drink less!" Chen Fengying took off the wine glass from Ai Changhu's hand and said angrily.

Ai Changhu sighed and looked at the woman who was the tycoon of the shopping mall, but kept silently supporting him behind his back. Although the reason why he has such a status today is related to his ability, it is absolutely impossible to deny that Chen Fengying has many driving roles behind it.

"You spoiled this bastard. Look at him, and you don't know how to say it after dinner, and you have no education at all."

Chen Fengying was so happy that she picked up a chopstick dish for Ai Changhu: "You, your son is uneducated, isn't that my fault? Are you saying that he is naughty or that you are incompetent in discipline?"

Ai Changhu was stunned for a moment, recalling what Ai Yige said on the phone in the afternoon, he couldn't help laughing: "Look, this kid's tone looks the same as you. I scolded him in the afternoon and said that he was a little bastard, a little bastard, but he was good, saying that this is not good for parents from a genetic perspective. The little bastard, and from a genetic perspective, he got to know me!"

Chen Fengying kept laughing and simply put down her chopsticks: "Haha, at least the way he contradicts you has also begun to change. You are mainly for the soft and your son has begun to understand the principles and strategies, which is also a good thing."

"Just spoil him!" Ai Changhu snorted, picked up his bowl to eat, took a few bites, and couldn't help but feel happy: "This guy is so stupid, I'm so arrogant and give me a fucking genetics!"

Chen Fengying looked at Ai Changhu like this, and knew that her husband, who was honest, was basically relieved. He picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth, as if he said casually: "Do you think we care less about him?"

"How do we care about him? I think this kid is born in blessing and doesn't know how to be blessed!" With a snap, Ai Changhu's brows, which had just stretched, frowned again, and the chopsticks in his hand were slapped heavily on the table.

Chen Fengying didn't say anything, just ate and picked up food silently, waiting for Ai Changhu to recover by himself.

But in a few dozen seconds, Ai Changhu picked up the chopsticks again and whispered: "We both have a lot of things, and we are leading thousands of troops. Isn't we working so hard to create better conditions for this kid?"

Chen Fengying then put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, looked directly at Ai Changhu, and said clearly, "Old Ai, tell the truth, did your son extend his hand with us once after graduating from college? Even if his own company did borrow the help of our power, no matter how small he was, he would never want to use all the power of his parents like the children of your old comrades? Many people also said that our son is truly successful. At least he was stuck in that movie by the Radio and Television Bureau last time, he didn't say that you would help him with relationships, right? In the end, I would rather give up the domestic market. Sometimes I ask myself, maybe we gave him something that other families can't give, but there are also many normal children who should enjoy, but he can't enjoy it. When he was a child, Lao Song held his parents' meeting for him, so we..."

Ai Changhu also put down his chopsticks and looked at his wife thoughtfully.
Chapter completed!