The train started, and Xie Wanting, who was seeing off, could not control the sadness of parting with her lover, and shed tears on the platform. Luo Zhiyuan sat there, poked his head out of the car window and waved his arms at her. The girl looked at her foolishly, and suddenly ran after the train.

Woo woo!

The train rumbling and began to speed up. Xie Wanting stopped, panting and stroked her chest, and the fragrance of sweat was raining.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she felt the coldness and couldn't help but have a cold war.

The northwest wind suddenly swept hysterically and blew on the face, like a knife cutting. The originally clear sky was filled with haze in an instant, and the goose feather-like snowflakes sprinkled down without any warning.

Xie Wanting looked up at the crystal snowflakes flying in the sky. What was reflected in the snowflakes was Luo Zhiyuan's straight and angular face.

...

It was already late at night when Luo Zhiyuan returned to Anbei. The train was a little late on the road and delayed for an hour and a half.

This is a long-distance bus, and there are very few people getting off at Anbei Station. Under the dim and cold light, Luo Zhiyuan dragged his suitcase slowly along the underground passage and began to leave the station.

After leaving the station, he was about to walk to the edge of the station square to stop a taxi, but suddenly he found Tang Xiaolan standing not far away in a thick down jacket, her thin and tall body trembling in the cold wind.

Tang Xiaolan saw Luo Zhiyuan at first sight and ran over with excitement.

Luo Zhiyuan calmed down and quickly met him.

"You are finally back. I've been waiting for you for a long time. This car is not too straight, it's more than an hour late. It's so annoying." Tang Xiaolan muttered, spread his soft arms and smiled: "On behalf of the people of Anbei City and all employees of Kangqiao Industrial Company, we welcome our General Manager Luo from Moscow!"

Luo Zhiyuan and Tang Xiaolan hugged each other tightly. Despite the biting cold wind, Luo Zhiyuan still clearly sensed the passion and enthusiasm of Tang Xiaolan's plump body.

"Sister, let's go back." Luo Zhiyuan stared at Tang Xiaolan's flower-like face in front of him, and felt a little moved in his heart.

"Let's go, get in the car! Sister will take you home." Tang Xiaolan took Luo Zhiyuan's hand and walked towards the car parked on the left side of the square.

Tang Xiaolan parked the car downstairs of Luo Zhiyuan's house and pointed to the car door with a smile: "Okay, go home and rest quickly. We will negotiate with the two wool mills tomorrow - you get up early, we will try to meet at 8 o'clock, first finalize some details, and then go and talk to them."

Luo Zhiyuan hesitated a little, "Sister, it's so late, I'm a little worried about letting you drive home alone."

"It's okay, you go home quickly. Okay, don't be a mother-in-law and like a sissy!" Tang Xiaolan laughed and cursed, leaned over and opened the car door, and signaled Luo Zhiyuan to get off the car.

...

Luo Zhiyuan tiptoed into the house, not wanting to disturb his parents who had already fallen asleep, but Luo Polu and his wife knew that he was back tonight and had been waiting for him to sleep. When they heard something was going on in the hall, they immediately put on their clothes and got out of bed and walked out.

"Dad, mom, it's so late, you haven't slept yet." Luo Zhiyuan smiled guiltily.

This time he went to Moscow, he did not tell the truth to his parents, but instead took action. Luo Polu still heard from Luo Chaoyang that Luo Zhi had gone to Moscow. He was surprised and didn't know what his son, who was increasingly unable to understand, was doing. However, the couple did not think deeper, because they heard that their son was traveling with Xie Wanting, the granddaughter of the Xie family.

Luo Polu had a calm face, "Do you still know how to come back? When you go to Moscow, why don't you tell me and your mother?"

Luo Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly: "Dad, I just went to Moscow for a walk and did something. If I don't tell you, I'm afraid you will be worried!"

"What are you doing? I took the initiative to stop paying and stayed at work, and then ran abroad without saying a word. What are you going to do?!"

"Uh, even if you are talking about a deal, I can't understand it to you for a while. I'll tell you carefully another day, can I do it?"

Mu Qing pulled her husband's clothes and signaled him to stop here. Then he walked up with a smile and said, "Son, you are really, you young people go out to play together, we won't stop you, so why should we hide it from us? You are exhausted on the road, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed."

Luo Zhiyuan saw his mother relieved, and smiled with relief and put down his luggage. He was about to sneak into the bathroom to take a shower, but he heard his mother ask with a meaningful smile: "Take time to tell my mother, the girl from the Xie family..."

"Oh, you said Wanting..." Luo Zhiyuan responded casually, "She also brought you a gift!"

Cough cough! Luo Polu coughed twice, and returned to the bedroom with his hands behind his back. Seeing that his husband looked weird, Mu Qing had to shut up and followed her and entered the room.

Close the door, Mu Qing looked at her husband unhappily and said in a low voice: "Why don't you let me ask? My son is old and has a girlfriend, this is a big deal!"

Luo Polu said silently: "Chaoyang told me that the old man of the Xie family intends to betroth Wanting to our Zhiyuan. The old man and Zhiyuan are particularly close. I didn't expect that Zhiyuan would really meet Wanting, the girl."

"Isn't this a good thing? My son likes it, but the Xie family doesn't object. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with? Is it the girl of the Xie family..." Mu Qing raised his eyebrows.

Luo Polu shook his head, "Don't think about it. I've seen that child Wanting last time. He is beautiful and gentle, dignified and generous, and is definitely worthy of Zhiyuan."

"Then you still..." Mu Qing was a little surprised and stared at her husband.

"Qing'er, you don't understand. This is a political marriage. Once a simple relationship and marriage involve two big families, it is not their business. Because the things they carry are too heavy, they may not be happy in the future. Really, Qing'er, if there is a choice, I would rather hope Zhiyuan find an ordinary girl." Luo Polu sighed deeply.

He did not object to the matter between Luo Zhiyuan and Xie Wanting, but he did not support it very much. Because he knew very well that no matter what Luo Zhiyuan and Xie Wanting were together, once they were bound together, it would inevitably be a combination of political interests - marriage and family were mixed with some utilitarian, complex, and unpredictable factors, which may be unbearable for Luo Zhiyuan!!!

Mu Qing said oh, but she felt that her husband was thinking too much. It was a good thing that a man and a woman had a relationship. As long as her son and the girl in Xie were truly in love, she would not be afraid of those messy things. Back then, when Luo Polu could give up the entire Luo family for her, wasn’t it the decisive factor that was the decisive factor.

She disagreed with her husband's words, but she didn't argue with Luo Polu. She just smiled and said, "Polu, go to bed. Let him make the decision on his son's affairs by himself, so don't think so much about it."

Luo Polu said oh, and lay down and fell asleep. Recently, he had nothing to worry about - his wife was virtuous and his son was filial. His grudges with the Luo family for more than 20 years have also been quietly resolved. He was about to start a new life, so his sleep quality was extremely high.

Mu Qing gently covered her husband with a quilt, then went to bed, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. A strange and beautiful girl's face kept popping up in front of her eyes, and sometimes her son's face appeared faintly. It took more than an hour toss and fall asleep in a drowsy way.

...

Tang Family.

When Tang Xiuhua heard the movement of her daughter entering the door, she put on her clothes and got out of the bed and walked out of the room.

Tang Xiaolan hurriedly took off her coat, turned around and glanced at her mother standing there with complicated eyes, staring at herself, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Mom, you haven't slept yet."

"Where have you been?" Tang Xiuhua walked over.

Tang Xiaolan avoided her mother's eyes staring at her, "Mom, a merchant came from the capital, I'll pick it up."

Tang Xiuhua sighed lightly, "Lanlan, you are still lying to mom! What kind of merchant can make you run to the train station without sleeping at night and wait until midnight? It's the boy from the Luo family."

Tang Xiaolan's pretty face turned slightly red, "Well, he came back from Moscow to discuss business, I went to pick it up - Mom, mainly we have to discuss some important things, after all, we are partners."

"Lanlan, it's not that my mother told you that she advised you not to get too deep. This child is good, but he is not suitable for you." Tang Xiuhua rubbed his hands sadly, "Mom can't help you, but she really doesn't want to see you hurt."

Tang Xiuhua's words made Tang Xiaolan feel sad when she heard this. She forced a smile and said, "Mom, see where you are talking about it. Zhiyuan and I are just good friends. He called my sister, so I would treat him as my brother, nothing."

"That's best." Tang Xiuhua shook his head, "Anyway, you are not a child anymore. You have your own ideas, but your mother still has to nag a few words - we women, we must learn to protect ourselves, not to blindly move our emotions, and then suffer ourselves, fall and crawl by ourselves!"

Tang Xiuhua said, turned around and left.

She remembered her situation and emotional pain in that year. If she continued this topic, it would not be her who advised her daughter, but her daughter would come up with "all kinds of solutions" to comfort her.

Tang Xiaolan looked at her mother's haggard and thin back and felt mixed feelings. She was not unable to understand her mother's hints, but in fact she had already known her age - age may not be a problem between her and Luo Zhiyuan, but her "bad" reputation for "entering society" over the years is definitely a huge obstacle. Although she is clear-headed, she cannot block others' long-term mouths.

Luo Zhiyuan's parents found it difficult to accept that their son married a "socialist" who was not clear about the past and had many men. With Tang Xiaolan's mind, how could she not overcome this? But now, it is difficult for her to look back.
Chapter completed!