Wang Lingxi There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes. "That's right."
"I think you just don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings. You were led astray by that stinky girl. Otherwise, why would you suddenly contradict your mother and say such hurtful words?"
She sat down next to her mother and held her arm. "Mom, our family will definitely not have a daughter-in-law like this who instigates the relationship between mother and child."
Father Wang glared at her fiercely. "Don't make trouble. You have managed your own marriage like that. Stop interfering in your brother's marriage."
"Dad..."
Father Wang stared at her warningly.
Huh, just pamper her and see what you end up with.
As long as you don't regret it in the future.
Wang Lingxi curled his lips and returned to his room unhappy.
Father Wang looked at his son who looked irritated. "Tell me, what is the situation at her home and what does it mean? If you can do it, pull her down. Don't waste time."
Mother Wang was silent for a moment, "Your dad is right, if they are suitable, we should be together. If not, just pull her out! With our family's conditions, we are not afraid of not being able to find a woman with good conditions."
In the past, Wang Zhiyao could still hear these words, but now, after listening to them, it feels particularly harsh.
I feel like they don't understand me at all.
"Pull him down, pull him down. Does this mean he will be pulled down when he is pulled down?"
"What about my feelings? Is it possible to just say it's gone?"
"She has broken up with me. She said she will never talk to me again or see me again. Are you satisfied now?"
Father Wang was also annoyed and stood up, "What are we satisfied with?"
"Your mother wants to write our names in the house book, isn't it all for your sake?"
"The divorce rate is so high now. If you have relationship problems in the future and you want to divorce, what will happen to the house? Do you have to give half of it to others for free?"
"We bought a house and spent more than 700,000 yuan at once. What's wrong with asking them to pay for decoration, furniture and electrical appliances? Isn't this the rule in other houses? Are we wrong?"
"There is still a child. Isn't there nothing we can do about it? Is it possible that you don't want to have a son? Don't you want to continue the legacy of my Wang family? Who doesn't want to have a son now? Are we asking too much?"
Mother Wang couldn't care less about being sad and quickly got up to comfort the father and son.
"Stop quarreling, stop quarreling. If you have anything to say, talk slowly. Arguing won't solve the problem. Instead, it will hurt the relationship between you and your son."
Both father and son looked unhappy. They turned around and found a sofa to sit down on, each feeling sulky.
Mother Wang sighed, poured a glass of cold water for each of the father and son to let them calm down, and then persuaded his son in a good voice.
"Zhiyao, Mom knows that you and Su Qiao broke up. Mom has a certain responsibility, but she will know these things sooner or later. Telling her earlier will save both of you a lot of trouble."
"Think about it, if you tell her these things after marriage, she will definitely quarrel with you. What if she divorces you?"
"You will be married for the second time by then. A man who is married for the second time, even if there is no child to drag him down, will give more thought to the girl who wants to marry him."
"Calm down and talk to your mother about the situation. When we encounter something, we need to be as calm as possible, so that we can solve the problem better."
Wang Zhiyao finally calmed down a bit, but his expression was still gloomy.
"There is no need for a bride price, and you can put your names on the house, but they don't know how to decorate the house. Her mother said that we will decorate it after we earn money and buy a house."