Love and warm marriage: BOSS is addicted

Chapter 508 I have the final say on the rest of your life (8)

Xiao Qingyan has always known that joining politics or joining the army is the hope of the entire Zhao family for Zhao Ziliu's successor, and joining business is his own choice.

It's just that people are in their positions, even if they are as noble as Zhao Ziliu, they have their own missions that they have to shoulder. Many people who are attached to the Zhao family have brought countless honors to the Zhao family, but they also put high demands on each heir of the Zhao family.

If he can't lead the Zhao family to stand upright, and can't provide those followers with a stage to display their ambitions, then even if it hasn't had much impact in the past few years or more than ten years, over time, the Zhao family, a big family, will inevitably die. will withdraw from the track of history.

It's like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.Many aristocratic families have gradually withered away under the waves of years and years, and the collapse of the Thousand Miles Causeway may be just any incumbent—in his position, he does not seek his own government.

"Well, maybe I will be busier in the future." But I will try my best to be by your side and spend every ordinary and wonderful day with you.Zhao Ziliu said silently in his heart that he didn't want him and Xiao Qingyan to repeat the old ways of his parents after 20 years. Apart from the harmony in front of others, the indifference of others was as indifferent as subordinates.

"Does Uncle know your decision?" Although Zhao Ziliu didn't show any emotion, Xiao Qingyan inexplicably felt that he must be helpless at the moment, and couldn't help feeling sorry for him, this man who seemed so radiant to outsiders.

Zhao Ziliu nodded, and pushed the girl in his arms away until the two looked at each other, "Don't be sad, I decided this matter as early as the founding of Qianshi, and your appearance just brought up the time for me to let go. "

Not wanting Xiao Qingyan to get too entangled in this issue, Zhao Ziliu continued, "I can get out of bed in two days, so push me to see Axi's son. I heard that the Ling family has turned upside down because of this child."

Xiao Qingyan clicked her tongue, "Isn't the mother and child both safe? Why did the world turn upside down?"

"Mother and child are safe and sound is what the Ling family doesn't want to see." Yue Mo was afraid of affecting the mood of the pregnant woman. Zhao Ziliu didn't want to talk too much about the internal strife in the Ling family. Ling Yunxi's strength was barely preserved.

Anyone with a heart can tell what Ling's mother is up to, that is, this silly girl thought that everything would be fine after giving birth to Lin Qiyu's child.However, these words are just private talks, after all, Lin Qiyu gave birth to the real grandson of Ling's parents, although the two have not yet received the certificate.

But everyone in the circle who should know about it already knew about it. Even if the two of them parted ways in the end, the child's status would still be there. Now it's up to Lin Qiyu to rely on this child—mother is more valuable than her son.

What Zhao Ziliu said casually became reality the next day.

The reasons are as follows: Xiao Qingyan dreamed about that child from the Ling family for two consecutive days, which made her tired from dreaming at night and yawned during the day.

Zhao Ziliu really couldn't see it, so he asked someone for a wheelchair, and asked Xiao Qingyan to push it to the obstetrics and gynecology inpatient department in the same building.

Lin Qiyu's childbirth went smoothly, she was already alive and well, and her complexion was much better than that of Xiao Qingyan, a pregnant woman. After Zhao Ziliu and Ling Yunxi were driven out of the ward, the two of them started talking around the newborn baby.

Xiao Qingyan carefully held his soft little feet, "Qiyu, when you hug him, are you afraid that you might crush him with too much strength?"

　If one day our song ends, it must be that the past was too good, and the memory - can't help but seal it up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)