The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 1973
"Zhanyang, I hope you can change your name to mine."

Sitting behind the large desk, Ji Bohai put down the "Guidelines for Disciples" in his hand and looked up at his son.

Long before Meng Zhanyang was born, he had already chosen a name, but due to various reasons, that name was not used, but now the past has been settled, and he hopes that his son can use the name he personally chose.

"Father, I'm already 30 years old. It may not be easy to change my name. No matter what my surname is, I'm still your son. This will not change. I don't think there is any need to change my name."

If he suddenly changed his surname to Ji, he would not be used to it.

Following his name for 30 years, it is also a memorial to his mother.

I still clearly remember that when my mother talked about the origin of his name, she was so kind.

"Zhanyang, you are God's gift to mother. I love your son. I hope you will be happy and spread your wings soaring all your life."

At that time, my mother must have despaired of love. Only him was the meaning of her continued life. Maybe he was not a gift, but a burden of mother's life and the source of suffering.

No matter what, he likes his name and is willing to believe that what his mother said back then, he is a gift from heaven to her. No matter how much suffering there is, having him is still a sweet memory.

"Zhanyang, Dad already gave you a name when you were born. It doesn't matter if you don't want to use Dad's name. I still hope you can take my surname."

Since he is a descendant of his Ji family, he should return to the surname that should belong to him and get what he deserves. Even if he doesn't want it, he has a share of the company's shares and real estate.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I don't want to change my name, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

Whether the surname is Ji has no meaning to Meng Zhanyang, it's just a title.

Maybe mother would care, but he didn't.

He didn't want to take any responsibility because of this surname. As early as ten years ago, he had already planned his life, which did not include everything about the Mo family.

After recognizing his father, he doesn't want to do other things outside of his plan.

"Zhanyang, go back and think about it."

Hearing his father shouting from behind, he shook his head, he really didn't need to think about it, he had already made a decision regardless of gain or loss.

Meng Zhanyang went downstairs and saw a person in the living room.

Knowing that that person hated seeing him, Meng Zhanyang still smiled politely and called out, "Brother."

When passing by Meng Zhanyang, Ji Yunyi lightly glanced at his sunny face, and replied, "Yes."

"Brother just came back from another place?"

Seeing the suitcase in the living room, he asked casually.

"Yes, I just came back from Shanghai." Ji Yunyi didn't turn his head, turned his back to Meng Zhanyang, and went upstairs.

"Oh!" Meng Zhanyang wanted to say something more, but there was no sign of Ji Yunyi on the stairs.

Although he knew that this so-called big brother hated him, he was his big brother after all, and no one could deny the family affection that blood was thicker than water.

No matter who was right and who was wrong back then, it is already a thing of the past, and it should be buried in peace with the mother's departure.

He can figure it out that people can't live in chains for a lifetime, but some people may not.

No one else can manage it, just manage yourself.

Meng Zhanyang shook his head, walked out of the living room, and drove away.

Standing by the window, Ji Yunyi watched the man he hated so much drive away before he stifled the cigarette in his hand, then turned around and asked, "Did you come to me for something?"

(End of this chapter)