Yan Jiayu's mother, Aunt Ye, who was beside her, also had her eyes red. She was reluctant to look away and stared at Yan Jiayu.

"Jiayu, come here and let me take a good look."

But at this moment, Auntie Ye's cell phone rang suddenly.

She looked down and saw the caller ID, with a hint of hesitation on her face, and finally said to Yan Jiayu, "Jiayu, I'm in a hurry. I'll go and answer the phone first."

After speaking, she quickly answered the phone and walked to the terrace. Yan Jiayu retracted her raised foot.

Qin Mingzhu's ears were tipped when she heard her name.

"Zhenhui..."

Zhenhui is the name of Auntie Ye's student. Yesterday, he heard that Auntie Ye had been praising Zhenhui.

Chapter 50

Qin Mingzhu couldn't help holding Yan Jiayu's hand. Yan Jiayu was staring at the direction Aunt Ye left. After being held by her hand, she seemed to have just recovered.

"Brother Jiayu." He called to the other side softly.

Yan Jiayu's expression was colder than before. He rarely showed such an expression. When he met Qin Mingzhu's worried eyes, his expression softened a lot, and slowly returned to his previous appearance, "It's okay." After a second, he added in a low voice. "I'm used to it."

got used to……

Think about it, too, a pair of parents who left their unhealthy son thousands of miles away in Nancheng. They don’t see their son several times a year. They don’t care about their son as much as they care about their business or their students. .

Obviously his own son is by his side, but when he sees the student's phone, he will put his son's business aside first and turn his head to answer the student's phone. What is even more frightening is that they clearly know that their relationship with their son is not normal.

Although Yan Jiayu said he was used to it, Qin Mingzhu couldn't stand it, he really couldn't stand it.

So after dinner, he secretly went to Aunt Ye alone, "Aunt Ye, can I talk to you?"

Aunt Ye turned around and saw him. Although she was a little surprised, she nodded, "Okay."

When they went to the back garden, Qin Mingzhu organized the words she had thought of, and said slowly, "Auntie Ye, there may be some things I shouldn't say as a junior, but I still want to ask you, you and Uncle Yan really love Jia. Brother Yu?"

When Aunt Ye heard this, her expression became stiff for a few seconds. She unnaturally pulled her hair on her temples, "Why do you ask this? Jiayu is our son, and of course we love him."

"But I can't feel that you and Uncle Yan love him. Maybe you love Brother Jiayu, but don't you think that your mother's love is transferred to your students? Obviously, Brother Jiayu is your child. The Zhenhui you talk about is not, she is just your student, but you can leave Brother Jiayu for a phone call from a student."

Qin Mingzhu pursed her lower lip forcefully to control her tone not to overdo it, "You and Uncle Yan can arrive in Nancheng half a month earlier, in fact, you both want to be nice to Brother Jiayu, right? But why did you meet? , Uncle Yan only thinks about business, what about your students?"

Qin Mingzhu couldn't understand such a thing. In his family, everyone regarded his family as very important, such as his mother Mrs. Su, his father, his grandfather, his grandmother.

Even the uncle, who works abroad all the year round, is obviously very busy with work, but just now he tried on his engagement clothes, and he had to make a video to see if he was dressed well, and he also asked the lobby brother to take a few photos and send them over.

In his view, this is a normal family, a loving family.

Aunt Ye's face turned pale from the repeated words. She didn't speak for a while. It took a long time before she said, "I...I want to be nice to Jiayu, but he..."

Qin Mingzhu recalled the expression of Yan Jiayu she had just seen. Although she said she was used to it, her eyes kept chasing Aunt Ye's figure until she disappeared from sight.

"Let me tell you a secret. Brother Jiayu has been waiting for you and Uncle Yan to pick him up when he was a child, but you haven't come. Even if you come, it's only a few days during the New Year's holiday, and you'll go back to Beishi again."

Qin Mingzhu didn't lie, he really saw Yan Jiayu and other Uncle Yan and Aunt Ye. He remembered Yan Jiayu's first birthday in Suyuan. Even though his grandfather and grandmother would accompany him on Yan Jiayu's birthday, he always felt that Yan Jiayu was not very happy.

Yan Jiayu always looked at the door, but there was nothing at the door. At noon, Su Yuan's phone rang.

After the grandmother answered the phone, the expression on her face changed slightly, and she spoke to Yan Jiayu in a softer voice than usual, "Jiayu, it's your father's call."

Yan Jiayu went over in a wheelchair and picked up the landline, "Hello, father."

Qin Mingzhu didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but after hanging up, Yan Jiayu didn't look at the door again.

Later, he learned from his grandmother that Uncle Yan and the others had said that they wanted to come to Nancheng to accompany Yan Jiayu, but something happened and they didn't come.

Yan Jiayu also waited for her second birthday.

But there was still only a phone call. This time, Auntie Ye called.

Qin Mingzhu continued: "Why didn't you care more about Brother Jiayu when he was a child, but did you think about picking up the relationship between mother and son when he grew up? I know it's wrong to say such a thing as a junior, but I want to tell One thing about you, I will be the family of Brother Jiayu in the future, you and Uncle Yan can rest assured, you take care of your students, and Uncle Yan can also be busy with his own business."

As soon as the call was over, Qin Mingzhu felt that he had no right to accuse Aunt Ye, because he was not Yan Jiayu, but he felt sorry for Yan Jiayu.

After he bowed to Aunt Ye as an apology, he turned around and strode away. Before taking a few steps, she suddenly saw Yan Jiayu standing next to the eustoma not far away, and her footsteps stopped.

Yan Jiayu didn't know how long she had been standing there, but her face became more and more beautiful under the background of the lisianthus in the night. He looked at Qin Mingzhu quietly, then walked over with a cane.