I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

In Shen Yanqing's memory, the role of "mother" is a little too strange.

When he was young, his parents were busy outside, and he was brought up by his aunt at home.

My father is fine, although there are many entertainments, but he will come back every day.

My mother is very career-minded and often travels all over the world. If I add up the time at home for a month, I am afraid that I will not be able to make up for a week.

But at that time, the parents were still loving.

It's just that with the passage of time, the relationship between the two has been going downhill, and a lot of conflicts have accumulated.

As time passed, the rift in this relationship became bigger and bigger, until it broke out completely in his high school stage.

At that time, my father still didn't want to let go.

But the mother wanted to leave with all her heart.

That day, after learning that his mother had returned to Jiangcheng in a fit of anger, he hurried over without even having time to change out of his school uniform.

But in the end, his mother also turned him away.

He waited outside for a long time until his mother came out.

But his mother just coldly asked him to tell his father to sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible, and then walked away.

When she left, there was no nostalgia, the car started very fast, as if she was afraid that he would catch up.

He remembered that scene for a long time.

His mother never seemed to be a qualified mother.

At first he will be sad and puzzled, and will want to keep in touch with his mother.

But after that, he felt that not disturbing each other was the best choice.

But it's clear that the two sides have a tacit agreement, so why come to break this balance...

Thinking of his mother's daily attitude, even he would be stabbed, let alone Nan Ge.

She was obviously well protected by her family.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Yanqing said before her mother could speak again: "Actually, you have never loved anyone before."

"I haven't loved my husband, I haven't loved my son, maybe my grandma hasn't received any love from you. In your eyes, you only see yourself."

"Before... No, actually including now. Every time I contact you, you always show a very impatient look."

"Including when I went to see my grandma that day, I lost contact after being hit. You didn't care about me, so you hung up the phone directly. There are too many similar things. I never mentioned it before because I felt that I was an adult. Complaining is always a bit hypocritical."

After a pause, he chuckled, "So since my existence is also a kind of disturbance to you, why not, from now on, we mother and son should not contact each other again."

Hearing this, the voice of the woman on the phone was sharp: "Shen Yanqing, who taught you to talk to me like this!"

"Now you are going to give up your own biological mother for an outsider, right?"

Shen Yanqing really discovered that his mother was very good at shifting the responsibility to others.

In my memory, when my parents divorced, in my mother's opinion, everything my father did was wrong.

But obviously, she is the one who longs for freedom and wants to leave the family.

"You are still my mother. If you need anything in the future, just come to me. This will not change. What I mean now is that it is best not to disturb each other for the time being."

"As for my criteria for choosing a mate, it's naturally different from yours, and you don't have to try to interfere."

"If you're lucky, I still hope you can come to my wedding."

"That's it, I won't bother you anymore, I wish you a happy return to China this time."

"goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Shen Yanqing didn't listen to what the other party said, and hung up the phone for the first time, blocking the noisy and chaotic reprimands over there.

He knew that if he continued, his mother would not understand him.

Since it doesn't make sense, there's no need to waste any more words.

Patience should be reserved for those who are more worthy.

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As soon as she returned to the bedroom from the living room, Shen Yanqing received a message from Special Assistant Yuan.

[Mr. Shen, the restaurants and cinemas are all arranged! Everything is going perfectly according to plan! Good luck with your appointment in advance! 】

【photo】

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On the dining table, there are candles and cakes, and there are many decorations in the background board.

It does look festive.

But looking around, I always feel that something is missing.

Five minutes later, Shen Yanqing finally found the problem, and asked by typing: [Are there no roses? 】

As a qualified special assistant, how could this be overlooked, Special Assistant Yuan: [Originally there was, but you are allergic to pollen, so I discussed it with the restaurant and canceled it. 】

For the first time, Shen Yanqing was annoyed with his physique.

[Girls probably like flowers very much. 】

Special Assistant Yuan: [According to incomplete statistics, this is the case. But your situation is special and understandable. 】

After thinking about it again and again, Shen Yanqing still sent the message: 【Order me a bunch. 】

Special Assistant Yuan had no choice but to agree, and asked him about his request.

Shen Yanqing has no experience in sending flowers, but thinks that this kind of festive red rose is the best match.

[Then I'll order a bouquet of red roses for you. 】

【Hard. 】

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The next day, Nan Ge woke up early and began to prepare the things he was going to wear tomorrow.

After tidying up, she began to carefully choose perfume.

As soon as Nan Zhe came in, he was choked by the mixed scent of perfume.

"What are you doing?" Nan Zhe almost jumped out and raised his hand to slap him, but he still couldn't take away the strong smell.

Nan Ge blinked and lied to him: "Just tidy up the perfume."

"If you really have nothing to do, go out and pick up some trash."

Just as Nan Ge was about to scold him, she saw the thing in his hand at a glance. Looking at the familiar orange box, her eyes lit up, "It's a gift for me!"

"Isn't this new year over?"

Although he said so, Nan Ge still got up and went to pick it up with a smile.

Unfortunately, the next second, Nan Zhe withdrew his hand.

Nan Ge: "Huh?"

"It's not for you, let you pick it out for me."

"..."

Nan Zhe walked in rubbing her shoulders, opened the two boxes and put them side by side, "I'm confused about these two colors, please help me to see."

Looking at the bag in the box, Nan Ge fell silent.

This is a women's bag, so naturally Nan Zhe can't use it.

It wasn't for her.

Mom doesn't seem to like this style very much.

That……

Suddenly, a candidate popped up in Nan Ge's mind.

Nan Zhe was still uncertain, and asked the SA over there, and the other party said that the two colors were selling well.

He had only selected gifts for Nan Ge before, but not many.

Because most of the time, Nan Ge had a clear goal and would tell him directly what he wanted.

He just pays the bill as it is.

So, he bought both of them back. Nan Ge is also a girl, so they should understand each other better.

"Which one do you prefer?"

"It's on the left. Can you send me the other one!"

Nan Zhe smiled slightly, and then said coldly like a Sichuan opera changing face: "No. I have some small things that are delivered in my room. You can pick them up. By the way, you can only pick two."

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