Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

Ling Youting was at a loss for words when he heard the words, he wanted to thank Si Mohan for his compliment, but he didn't know what to say.

"As the saying goes, one stands tall and sees far, but high places are often too cold. The position of Patriarch is not easy to do, because the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Si Mohan said again, but this time his words were full of fatigue.

"Are you going to settle the issue of Si Chiquan at the family banquet?"

Ling Youting frowned and asked softly.

Si Mohan was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

"You don't need to bear such a great pressure. My opinion is very simple. With your character, if Si Chiquan has the ability and level to lead the Si family to a higher level, your position as the head of the family will be a big one. What's the point of giving it to him?"

Ling Youting's eyes were piercing, and he looked at Si Mohan's profile with affirmation.

"It's a pity that he is not an individual, so your actions are not killing brothers, but saving the Si family from danger.

If the Si family really lets Si Chiquan take power, it will definitely plummet within three years. You must know whether my words are alarmist or not. "

Ling Youting finished his thoughts in one breath, then fell silent, lowered his head and sipped his tea and coffee seriously.

But Si Mohan was slightly surprised. He was surprised by Ling Youting's sharp words today, as if he seemed to be a different person.

It's true that everyone has changed, and with everything that has happened during this time, everyone has entered a new chapter for themselves.

Si Mohan then carefully savored Ling Youting's words. It had been a long time since he had listened to someone's opinion so carefully, and he was actually slightly lost in thought at this moment.

While Si Mohan was immersed in this, a group of figures walked in quietly.

"Hello, old man!"

A junior from the Si family bowed down and greeted the visitor respectfully, while a white-haired figure in a wheelchair gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Pushing forward behind the wheelchair was Si Chiquan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was dressed lightly, wearing only a simple white shirt, black pants and black shoes. .

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, come here and let me hug you!" The old man had a ruddy complexion and shouted at the child just now.

And the latter also obediently jumped into the arms of the old man, hugged him tightly and refused to let go.

After a while, the old man put down the child contentedly, then reluctantly returned the child to the woman beside him, and said with a smile: "This kid is much heavier than last time, you are very lucky."

When the woman heard the words, she immediately looked flattered.

"Thank you, old man, for your praise. Xiaoyuan is also able to thrive because of your love. Our family is very grateful."

The old man also had a smile on his face when he heard the woman's words, obviously very useful for it.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Si Chiquan pushed the old man slowly to the table.

At this time, Si Mohan walked up to the old man gently, and said respectfully: "Is the old man still in good health? Mo Han has been thinking about it very much."

Having said that, Si Mohan bent down and looked at the old man with extremely clear eyes.

"Dad," Si Chiquan said abruptly at this moment, and was about to speak, but the old man immediately interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

It turned out that Si Chiquan's father, Si Ding, was sitting in the wheelchair at this time.