Chapter 2709 (1/2)

Zhao Zifei's heart was filled with deep fear, at the same time, with strong resentment.

He knew from an early age that his existence was just a chess piece used by his mother to complete her ambition.

But under the influence of his mother, would he be willing to be at the mercy of his mother?

”What's the look in your eyes? Why, do you disagree when I hit you?”

Mrs. Duan looked at him coldly and asked.

Zhao Zifei desperately bit his back teeth, even though his mouth was full of the rust smell of blood, but he still lowered his head.

”My son doesn't dare. My son just feels guilty.”

He climbed humbly in front of his mother and stretched out his hand to pull her dress.

As before, he firmly fastened the disguised mask of a good son on his face.

”It's really useless for my son to help my mother. But mother, I did it to let you master everything of the Zhao family as soon as possible.

If Fang Rao's niece succeeds, you and I will have no place in the Zhao family. ”

His plea did not make the cold look on his mother's face better.

Zhao Zifei's mind turned very fast.

Anyway, he and his mother haven't torn their faces yet. As long as he bites to death and says that all this is for the goal that their mother and son want to achieve, what can he do even if his mother doubts him?

After all, he is still a useful chess piece.

Mrs. Duan's cool eyes fell on his drooping head.

”So I misunderstood you?”

”No! It's my own bad work that bothers my mother and loses face. Next time, I won't act without authorization and will listen to my mother.”

He looked up again with tears in his eyes.

”Mother, only you and I are connected by blood in this world. My son knows very well that if there is no mother, there will be no son now.”

He cried with sincerity, but he hated the powerlessness of holding the future and destiny in the hands of others.

Even if the other party is his biological mother, she shouldn't drink like a dog all the time.

Mrs. Duan seemed to be moved by his ”sincerity”.

After sighing, he helped him up and booed him like a competent loving mother.

”Is it painful to kneel? Zifei, you know my intention to be a mother. You're right. Our mother and son are one. If we can't work together, how can we get back the part we deserve from the enemy?”

Zhao Zifei seemed very moved, but his heart was cold hum with disdain.

But over the years, he has been used to pretending his nature in front of his mother. Now he just bites his lips, but he looks more and more guilty.

”In fact, I know you have to do this. The girl's means are fierce and equal to her dead aunt. If you fight her rashly, I'm afraid you'll suffer.”

On this point, Zhao Zifei is rarely consistent with his mother's point of view.

”So, I've been fully prepared.”

Mrs. Duan gently stroked her son's shoulder and said softly, ”among your father's old friends, you don't necessarily buy the first lady's account. Besides, you are your father's only son. What can you do even if she steals the limelight temporarily? After all, you are the young master of the house. It doesn't matter if you are ignored temporarily. Naturally, some people will value your value.”

After listening to his mother's words, Zhao Zifei realized how many mental means were missing between him and his mother.

Even though my mother had never been to the Zhao family, everything about my father was still in my hands.

He nodded slightly excitedly to show that he understood.

Mrs. Duan looked at him with satisfaction. ”Now that you understand, clean up and go to the front yard to help your father receive his old friends. They will be your help in the future. Now, at least, you should make a good impression on them.”

Zhao Zifei repressed the excitement in his heart.

He thought he would lose, but now he has a new turn. How can he not hurry to show himself?

”Mother, I'll go first. You're waiting for my good news!”

He left in a hurry.

But I didn't see the gentle mother who smiled at him just now. The expression on her face gradually disappeared.

When Zhao Zifei was pulled back to education, Lin Mengya also encountered a little trouble.

But it's not that it can't be solved. It's just the object of her trouble. Her identity is a little special.

”Can she solve the Zhao family's affairs as a little girl? What's more, she is still a person with a different surname.”

The man in front of her obviously didn't think highly of her.

Lin Mengya didn't get angry because of these two words. After all, what others said is the truth.

But elder Zhao doesn't think so.

Seeing elder Zhao's face slightly stiff, she thought at least not to quarrel with the guests at the gate, so she gently pulled elder Zhao's sleeve and motioned him to let the guests in first.

Elder Zhao swallowed his words, but the smile on his face faded.