The Situation of the First Meeting
"Is that so? That's good. Thank you, Mr. Molly!" Smith was even more grateful and tears welled up in her eyes. "Why don't we put it this way? The Molly family members are all good people."
"Mrs. Smith, compared with changing your surname, I hope to talk about the Yan Feng's future marriage..."
Yara strode over and quickly interrupted the topic with his phone. "Mr. Molly, your son is going to propose. He wants to hear some blessings from you!"
Max looked at her coldly. She did not know if she should blame Jin for ruining the family reunion banquet or for trying to disturb him with something like this!
Smith quickly pulled Yara over and started blaming him. "Kaul, what's your name, Mr. Molly? Why do you treat me like a stranger? It's time to call me father! Mr. Molly won't force you. You can't be ignorant. The rest of the Molly family will think that you're unwilling to return to the Molly family. Since you don't change your surname, we'll still have to change our way of addressing you..."
"Mom... it's none of your business, okay?" Yara was a little embarrassed.
"How can I ignore it? I'm your mother!"
Max stared at Jin on the other side of the phone screen. "What's going on?"
"I wish you good luck, of course!" Shawn was holding the diamond ring over there. "You are my family, and this is my life-long event. If nothing goes wrong, Nangong and I can enter the wedding hall next time. Didn't you always urge me to get married..."
"Then come to me and ask for my blessing when you get married." Natasha was a man of few words. He was indeed a person who had kept the secret of his second son's background from his wife for decades. He immediately threw his phone aside and was too lazy to say more.
"Hey, are you still my dad or not?"
Max picked up the teacup and blew on the water. Thinking of something, she said to the other side of the phone, "But don't forget that you promised me that you would set up a small family that is more harmonious and happy than our family in the future. I'll wait here for the new Chairman."
On the other side of the screen, the corners of Clark's brows twitched. "What's wrong? Do you look down on me or what? Do you think I'm just joking? Fine, then wait and see!"
The butler picked up his mobile phone and said with a smile, "Young Master, Master is happy. I hope that you can have a good result with Miss Nangong. He means that he is looking forward to your wedding and hoping that you can bring Miss Nangong back as soon as possible."
Max said, "I didn't say that."
"Old Master, if you're happy, you can admit it."
The butler said as he heard Smith's words.
"What? Young Master is going to propose to his lover? Good, good, good, good, good!" When Smith heard that the Young Master of the Molly family wanted to get married, she was excited and moved. "Good thing. Can I call Young Master and talk to him?"
Mrs. Smith, please." The butler quickly handed over the phone.
On the plane, after hearing a bunch of wishes from Jin's family, he was satisfied. He said a few more words to Max, such as that he would call back if there was any news, and then hung up the phone.
"Sir, our plane is about to take off. Please turn off the electronic equipment or switch to flight mode." The air stewardess's sweet voice sounded in his ear.
Clark raised her sunglasses and looked at the flight attendant beside her. She pursed her lips and turned off her phone.
"Thank you for your cooperation. Do you need anything?"
"A cup of coffee."
"Okay."
The plane went through a long drag and rose to the blue sky. The white clouds like wedding dresses were like the wedding clothes of the bride. Looking at the soft clouds in the distance, Shawn seemed to see the smiling face of Nangong, who was standing in the church, and slowly smiled at him.
Some people just knew that he (she) was the person they were looking for. He had waited for this person for half of his life!
After the Molly family's reunion dinner, Madam sat on the balcony of the room and drank wine. Before going to bed, she had a glass of wine, which was her habit for most of her life.
However, she did not drink alone in the room where the curtains were closed. Instead, she was accompanied by starlight. She looked out of the window at the night view of her home, which she had never enjoyed for more than 20 years. It turned out that the night of the Molly family was so quiet and peaceful.
There was flowing water on the small bridge, and the moon was bright. The Molly family's house combined with the Chinese style was designed by the two of them when she and Mo Chu got married.
"It turns out that home is so beautiful." There was a hint of helplessness in the corner of Madam's mouth, and her eyes were a little red.
In the past two decades or so, did she shut herself out in her hatred for Mo Fei and ignore too many people around her?
"I'll drink with you." Jin brought a cup over. Madam did not move.
This was their wedding room. Ever since their husband and wife had a conflict in the past, Max had moved out and never came in again. Usually, the housekeepers or servants would come in when they had something to do.
Max was very natural when she returned to this room after so many years. She poured half a glass of wine into her cup and said, "The housekeeper went out to send Yara and his mother off. I left that child with him, but he insisted on going back with his mother. I think his mother is not used to it."
"Jin really went there again and went to Italy to find that Miss Nangong." Mrs. Molly sighed. "It seems that he really likes that Nangong. Am I going too far?"
"You have your concerns, so you can't say that you are wrong." Natasha said, "But when the child grows up, there will be a small family for him sooner or later. If so, let him choose what he wants. As parents, we should also believe in the people that Jin trusts."
"Humph."
Madam smiled bitterly.
She looked at the Molly family outside the window. "I thought a lot just now. I've spent all these years on how to deal with you, how to hate you, and how to train my son into a successor that I like. I don't know that I'm just torturing myself endlessly."
Max looked at his wife, who had always been strong, and could not help but feel sorry for her when she said such self- blaming words.
After all, she would never admit that she had done something wrong to Max.
She would rather bear the price.
Max patted her on the shoulder gently and leaned over to tell her, "Well, we have retired. Everything is over. You don't have to worry about those things in the future."
Max smiled and said, "Yes, it's time to think about how to live after retirement."
Max clinked her glass and took a sip of his wife's favorite wine. He looked up at the courtyard, which was designed by the two of them. Suddenly, he asked her, "Do you still remember the first time we met?"
"Why don't you remember? Many people pursued me that year. I don't know why I fell in love with you at first sight." Madam smiled helplessly. There were tears in her eyes. The calm tears were filled with the stories of her previous life.