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Chapter 2023 This son is worthless.

Wei Xin felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his father say this. He actually knew what happened to his parents back then.

As for many times, he thought his father and mother would reconcile.

Wei Xin's mother was a beautiful woman who was always in the past. She had a domineering brother in the business world and a star brother in the entertainment industry. She was held in the palm of her hand. Unfortunately, she suffered a lot after following him. If his father hadn't gone too far, his mother wouldn't have left without looking back.

Sighing, Wei Xin knew Wei Ying's concerns. His father had been like this for the rest of his life, but he definitely didn't want to watch Wei Xin follow the old path.

"I know, in two days, I will go find Qingyan."

Wei Xin pursed his lips and said softly, "Go and find Aunt Jiang Qi."

Apology and make up are necessary. The three words "sorry" do not mean that you can rest assured after you finish it. If you are truly sorry and truly admit your mistakes, you must be prepared to counterattack others, rather than thinking that this matter has passed after you finish it.

******* Wei Xin was indeed bored at his house for two days, and he hadn't eaten much in the past two days, and sat in front of the computer in a daze.

Wei Ying specially ordered his favorite takeaway to come to his house, but Wei Xin didn't move at all.

Leaving Han Qingyan, it seemed that he had deprived him of his happiness.

Until the third day, Wei Xin finally walked out of his room. Wei Ying glanced at the instant instant instant noodles in his room, frowned and said, "I have been eating instant noodles for two days. Are you in a better mood now?"

"fine."

Wei Xin's tone was calm and unchanged, as if nothing could withstand his turmoil. He went out of the room and took a shower, then ordered a takeaway. When Wei Ying saw that all the food was delivered.

He knew that his son could cook. Wei Ying thought that Wei Xin was ready to think about it and wanted to make a meal by himself to change his mood, so he didn't stop him. He just watched Wei Xin stew soup and porridge inside and outside, bake biscuits in the oven, and fry chicken wings in the fryer. He was proficient in all kinds of martial arts. He worked hard for most of the day. In the evening, his father sat down in front of the dining table.

He also prepared the plates very consciously, held the knife and fork, and said to Wei Xin like a child, "I'll have a big meal tonight?"

Wei Xin gave him a look, and then Wei Ying saw his son open a cute lunch box, and then put all the prepared food into the lunch box beautifully.

There was no half of the old father's dining table.

Wei Ying was stunned.

"This..." Isn't it for me to eat?

Wei Xin packed the bento box and said, "I made it for Han Qingyan."

"So many are?"

"It's also worthy of Aunt Jiang Qi and Uncle Han Rang."

...Wei Ying didn't expect that there was no one in the big meals. He looked at Wei Xin in a daze and slapped the table, "No, what about mine?"

Wei Xinzai carefully packed the lunch box, then took out a bucket of instant noodles from the kitchen, put it on the high-end dining table, and said to Wei Ying, "I was hungry last night and wanted to have a midnight snack, but I didn't eat it. I left it for you."

Looking at the bucket of instant noodles in front of him, Wei Ying was so angry that his eyes turned black, "Do I still have to thank you?"

Wei Xin smiled, "You're welcome, I'm out."

Well, I went to deliver dinner to Han Qingyan and his family of three.

Anyway, he doesn't have his share.

It's in vain.

Wei Ying just watched Wei Xin go out and was so angry that he sent a text message to his ex-wife. As for WeChat, it must have been blocked by his beautiful ex-wife.
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