Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

Jiang Jingcheng stayed at home since the accident in the studio. He did nothing, and did not start looking for a new job. He usually attended the cocktail party, opening ceremony, party or something of his friends.

This kind of life is normal for him, and he is used to it slowly.

His family knew that his feelings were frustrated, especially his father, Jiang Jianguo, and he was indulgent in his arrogance. Jiang Jianguo, who has always paid attention to life etiquette, believes that his son will consider the cause and effect of his work. As long as he gives him enough time, he can get out of the difficulties.

Jiang Jianguo never played against his son and did not limit any of his actions. He believes that young people, who have their own ideas, are very good. They can analyze the pros and cons of anything, and do not need him to be a father to give him advice.

Only this time, Jiang Jingchen’s actions made Jiang Jianguo unable to lift his head in his colleagues.

"Hey, Teacher Jiang, how did your son go to the newspaper recently? I also played with the President of the Moh Group. I think you should take more time to educate your children..."

When Jiang Jianguo heard the news, he still knew the situation. He just felt that he was mad at him. Jiang Jingcheng let himself lift his head in front of his colleagues.

Everyone will think that Jiang Jianguo has not even educated his son, and what ability is there to educate these students. Moreover, if this is to let the school leaders know, Jiang Jianguo does not know how to explain this time.

Looking at the newspapers, those words, Jiang Jianguo felt that they were all poked their own chests and satirized his experience in educating children over the years.

In the face of the concerns of his colleagues, Jiang Jianguo bowed his head slightly, and his voice was extremely low: "My son, I am too indulgent. I think he knows righteousness and can distinguish between right and wrong. In fact, it is all fake, just you. Just thinking about it, it seems that I need to go home and talk to my son..."

Everyone sees Jiang Jianguo as always, his face is as calm as the surface of the water, and there is nothing in the bottom of his eyes. In this case, he can remain calm and communicate with each other in this relaxed tone. Smiled, the atmosphere no longer seems so deep and deep.

"Yeah, is the child still young, and it is inevitable to do things. At this time, parents should be patient and persuade, and they should not be anxious with them. Otherwise, the more sensitive they will be to the sensitive nerves in their hearts."

"Yeah, yes, don't blame them. If you patiently say the pros and cons, I believe that the children of today will think of it."

In the office, everyone talked about it. The topic of educating children became a hot topic in the office. Jiang Jianguo listened quietly to the side, and looked at his eyes. He was racking his brains and thinking about how to go home with Jiang Jingcheng. Pros and cons.

As night fell, the sky gradually sank...

In the big home, Jiang Jianguo sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the outside of the car, the night view of the city, his face did not hang a little expression, except that the lips were a little white, black scorpion, deep bottomless eyes The whole person does not seem to have any signs different from the past.

After Jiang Jianguo sighed, the door opening sound suddenly sounded, followed by heavy closing.

"Jingcheng, you come over..."

Jiang Jingcheng's body trembled a little, looking at the back of the man sitting in the chair in front of him, the inexplicable suffocation was born.

“Well...” Jiang Jingguo violently turned the chair to the side of Jiangjingcheng, and a pair of deep-eyed eyes locked in the side of Jiangjing. He changed his tone and said: “Jingcheng, what happened recently. ?"

Jiang Jingcheng’s heart violently slammed and looked at his father’s concerned eyes. Jiang Jingcheng felt warm in his heart. These days, these things encountered outside make Jiang Jingcheng feel restless and nowhere to vent.

Cold and unconcerned words, so that Jiang Jingcheng difficult to adapt for a time, his nose sour, tears hovering in the eyelids, has not fallen for a long time. He stood upright and squatted for a few seconds.

Jiang Jianguo went to his son and pulled it on his shoulder until they sat on the sofa together. Jiang Jingchen was indifferent and returned to the gods. He said abruptly: "Dad, are you back?"

"Hmmm, Dad, today, I want to chat with you, we father and son, I haven’t had such face-to-face communication for so long. It used to be my father’s fault. I haven’t had time to accompany you. Now, although you have grown up, you are a father. If you feel something, just tell you clearly, lest you take a detour in the future."

Raised, facing the face of Jiang Jianguo's kindness. Jiang Jingcheng stunned, this feeling seems to have rarely been, warm and awkward, looking at the man's rough eyebrows, deep eyes, pretty nose, across such a distance, Jiang Jingchen feels the temperature of his father's chest . At this moment, he felt that the taste of concern was indeed so wonderful.

In the same way, Jiang Jian’s domestic heart has a strong sense of guilt, which is so close, watching his son’s tender cheeks, watching his melancholy eyes and feeling his strangeness to himself.

It turned out that for so long, he has always ignored the most important things.

When Jiang Jianguo was young, someone once asked him: "Is life important or work important?"

At that time, Jiang Jianguo said to the people around him: "Work is important. With work, life will not be boring. Work is the foundation of life. Work makes him feel that he has not been white, work, and filled up. His life"

At that time, Jiang Jianguo also asked a lot of people, they all seemed to have discussed in advance, and they felt that life is the most important in their lives.

At that time, he felt that their thoughts were very naive, and all of them were just the scorpions they used to live their lives.

However, Jiang Jianguo at this moment understands that he has lived a life of humiliation for the rest of his life, and his hard life has become a joke in the eyes of others. Work is for life, for the family, all the work is only due to the family's sense of responsibility.

In the days to come, he should focus on the family and the son. After all, Jiang Jingcheng is the whole of his life.

The two people face each other and experience the strange distance, and experience this extremely familiar and distant family.

Jiang Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, bowed his head, and his thumbs twisted and twisted. He said a long time ago: "Dad, how do you have time to care about my private life today?"

"No, you are my son, I don't care about you, who cares about you..."