Sweet Wife Sad President Guan

Chapter 1511
Hearing what he said, Ji Tianyu couldn't help but sighed, and said earnestly: "Yanbei, do you believe it or not, the world will be yours."

"Oh, should I take it by myself, or will you give it to me?" If he gave it to him, it would be meaningless, it's just compensation, but, does he think he can get his forgiveness again?

Or maybe his forgiveness doesn't matter, what matters is his mother...

"I know you hate me, but this time, I really want to make up for it. I will quietly transfer the shares of Tiannandibei to your name, and I will make up for you."

He has been diagnosed with lung cancer, but he didn't tell anyone about it, even Ye Xiwei didn't know, because he knew that he didn't have a long time, and what he couldn't let go of was his eldest son, who he owed him, It was too much, and he was sorry for his mother, so he wanted to use the last time to make up.

First of all, it is to let him enter the world. It is a pity that he is not the only investor in this advertising company. A small half of the shares in it belong to the Ye family.

Therefore, he also agreed to Ye Xiwei's condition, let Yanbei marry the woman she appointed.

Although I don't know her purpose very well, but I saw that girl just now, she has a pair of big intelligent eyes, and she behaves gracefully, with clean and pure pupils, she is by no means a scheming girl.

I hope that one day, she can change Yanbei's indifference for so many years.

He also believes that with his strength, no matter what moves Ye Xiwei makes, he will be able to handle them with ease. As for Chen Nan, he has spoiled him for more than 20 years, and it is time for him to train himself.

"No need, what to do, I know very well in my heart, since I'm back this time, I won't leave like I did back then, I'll leave first if I have nothing else to do."

Ji Yanbei said coldly again, his face was still serious, if this one could be called his father.

"Yanbei! Just stay at home, I have told Yu Ma to take care of your room long ago, and this is the first time Xiaobai has come to our house—"

"Our home?" Ji Yanbei interrupted him, the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was not a smile, and he said it really aptly, can this be called his home?
He didn't enter the gate of this house until he was seven years old. Here, he was bullied and insulted like a servant, until he left with his aunt when he was ten years old. What is it about this place that is like his home?
"Tomorrow is your mother's death day..." Ji Tianyu said with difficulty. In front of him, he had already put aside his dignity. He owed it to him, so he had nothing to say.

"It's hard for you to remember." Ji Yanbei narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see from his expression, was it because of him that he deliberately checked the date of his mother's death, or did he remember it?

"Believe it or not, I never forget that every year, I go to see her, Yanbei, it's not that I don't love her—"

"Enough, don't say this word in front of me, I never know what love is!"

Ji Tianyu was silent for a long while. From the moment he came back to now, he always had an indifferent face. He said very little, but he was full of thorns. It wasn't until now that he mentioned his mother that he became more emotional.

He sighed and said, "Stay here, let's go see her together tomorrow."

"Okay, I hope you won't break your promise." Ji Yanbei suddenly nodded in agreement, uncharacteristically.

(End of this chapter)