President Daddy is awesome: President loves to the bone

I have to say that alcohol is really a catalyst for all emotions, and it can also inspire people's courage.Without getting drunk, you can also make people do things that they usually dare not do or say.

Luo Qingye's alcohol tolerance is actually not good.

After a few glasses of red wine, she started talking: "Mr. Rong, you don't have to be too sad. Compared with me, you are much luckier."

"Really?" Rong Yuxuan said noncommittally, with clouded eyes.

"Of course." Luo Qingye nodded heavily, looked up at Rong Yuxuan and said, "Mr. Rong, do you know what real sadness is?"

"What?" Rong Yuxuan looked at Luo Qingye and asked.

Luo Qingye didn't answer right away, but the circles of her eyes slowly turned red, and she murmured after a long while: "It's the son who wants to support but doesn't want to be loved."

As she said that, Luo Qingye wiped her eyes carelessly, and said, "Actually, you don't know how much I envy you."

"However, don't think about it too much. I don't envy you as the high-ranking president of the Rong family, nor do I envy you for having a lot of money. I only envy your parents. Although they may not be very good to you, but...but they all exist."

"Besides, you still have Xiaobao. Such a well-behaved and cute Xiaobao."

"Mr. Rong, your luck is already very good."

"En." Hearing Luo Qingye mention Xiaobao, Rong Yuxuan's eyes warmed up, he nodded, and replied, "I also think that I am very lucky."

"So." Luo Qingye held the wine glass with one hand, patted Rong Yuxuan's shoulder vigorously with the other, and said, "So Mr. Rong, you really don't have to be so sad that you can't sleep that you have to drink to drown your sorrows."

"Haven't you heard a word?"

"Use wine to drown your sorrows and make your sorrows worse!"

Rong Yuxuan's expression suddenly became weird, and he couldn't hold it back. He looked at Luo Qingye and asked, "Miss Luo, did your eye see that I was drowning my sorrows with wine?"

"All three eyes have seen." Luo Qingye waved three fingers in front of Rong Yuxuan, and said, "Left eye, right eye, heart eye."

Rong Yuxuan pulled a very faint smile from the corner of his mouth, the smile disappeared in a flash, and he looked a little cold.

Luo Qingye 'caught' the sneer that flickered from the corner of Rong Yuxuan's mouth, shook her head and said: "Mr. Rong, you make people panic when you smile like this, don't laugh like that in the future... "

Rong Yuxuan ignored Luo Qingye's last words, and just said: "Miss Luo's eyes are not very good, I'm not too sad, and I don't want to use alcohol to drown my sorrows because of this kind of thing."

"However, when I was Xiaobao's age, um... even when I was a little older than Xiaobao, I had such emotions. It's just that it didn't work. So... I threw it away."

"Of course, it's impossible to say that I don't feel anything about it. After all, that's my mother..."

"However, not all mothers in the world love their children. I knew it very early."

"However, I don't blame her, um... I don't blame her that much. After all, in order to give birth to me, she suffered from dystocia and hemorrhage. She should not like me... It's just that I still don't understand..."

Rong Yuxuan said, shaking his head, and after taking a sip of the wine, let out a long breath.

Looking at Luo Qingye again, she said, "Miss Luo, actually, I envy you too."

At least, when Luo Chengdong and his wife were alive, they really loved her and treated her very well.

Who knows, Luo Qingye looked at Rong Yuxuan with a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "Envy me? What do I envy? You don't even know...you don't even know..."

You don’t know anything, you don’t know that I know the bloody pain when my parents passed away, I don’t know how helpless I am when my grandparents and uncles calculate property shares, I don’t know that I am struggling to survive abroad alone Difficult, I don't know...

I climbed out of the mud, how difficult it was to climb...

"Don't talk so much, come and drink." Luo Qingye raised the glass to clink with Rong Yuxuan, raised it halfway, then put the glass down heavily, and said, "Mr. Rong, do you think we should drink white wine?" ?”