When I asked you to confess your feelings, you went to a gangster’s daughter?

Chapter 401

In the clinic, the guards looked at the lost Ximen Shang, and for a moment they didn't know how to answer his questions.

However, Ximen Shang seemed to not need their answers, and continued to speak: "Let alone the four great families, even the heirs of other families in the capital have their own abilities and can have a place in the capital."

"I have no brains, and I couldn't read books since I was a child, let alone any conspiracy."

"Not to mention fighting, my body is so weak that I have to gasp for breath after running a few hundred meters."

"I am like this...but I have to inherit such a huge Ximen family?"

Ximen Shang said, and he laughed at himself, as if he heard a big joke coming out of his mouth.

For many years, the emotions buried in his heart broke out at this moment.

"How ridiculous...hahaha..."

"Master, you..."

The guards looked at Ximen Shang who was laughing, and didn't know how to persuade him.

How to say?

You are not that unbearable?

This kind of words is like telling you, a person who failed the college entrance examination, that it's okay, you actually worked very hard.

Will he be comforted?

No.

He will only think that his efforts over the years have finally failed at that last step, and in the mouths of others, it is just a light and floating "it's okay".

There is no real empathy in this world, and all the comfort is just pale and powerless.

Ximen Shang cried and laughed, as if he wanted to release all the emotions that he wanted to accumulate in his heart at this moment.

He has no ability, but he must have the ability.

This kind of pressure has been with him since he was born until now.

No one has ever understood his pressure, and everyone always says a few flattering words to him.

"Young Master is worthy of being Young Master. The future of Ximen Family will be brilliant!"

"You blind people, didn't you see Young Master's car coming? Get out of the way!"

"Young Master's shooting skills are unparalleled. As long as he works hard, he will definitely become a sharpshooter!"

"How can you let Young Master do the things that servants do? Young Master, get up quickly. It will be bad if the head of the family sees it!"

"Young Master..."

"Young Master..."

Those words kept ringing in Ximen Shang's mind, making him feel a splitting headache and bloodshot eyes.

Why do I have to be an all-rounder when I was born?

Why do the streets clear out when I want to practice driving?

Why do they say I have talent when my shooting skills are so rubbish that I can't even hit the target?

Why do I have to hide from doing things I like?

"Why !!!" "Bang!" Ximen merchants were kicked out by a kick. The guards were shocked and quickly ran to help Ximen merchants. "" "" Can you consider the feelings of others, cry and cry for a corner, don't make a good voice, and then say that Lao Tzu will definitely stun you! "He turned back to the room and tightened the door. The place where Mu Rou just kicked was still painful. "Master, this..."

"Don't worry about me, just do what you should do."

Ximen Shang waved his hand, walked silently to the recliner in the corner, and lay down with his back to them.

Soon, Ximen Shang became quiet, without any movement.

I don't know if he fell asleep, or if he really cried silently as Mu Rou said.

The guards had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened and do their own work.

Su Jiang returned to the room, but did not sleep. Instead, he sat by the window, crossed his legs, and looked at the moon in the sky.

He wore a white Bluetooth headset on his ear.

He originally wanted to sleep, but he didn't expect An Rou to be still awake at this time, so the two of them started talking on the phone.

Ximen Shang cried so loudly that Su Jiang couldn't help but go out and kick him.

After returning, An Rou's voice came from the headset.

"What happened just now? Was someone crying?"

Su Jiang looked at the moon and said casually: "Well, the young master I told you about before was crying outside."

"Ah? Why was he crying?"

"ChengIn the world of young people, when emotions come up, they just cry. Especially in the middle of the night, when thinking about the wallet in their pockets, tears will flow unconsciously. "

"Isn't he a young master? He shouldn't cry because of this, right?"

"Hehe... He... Maybe he cried because his wallet was too bulging."

Although Su Jiang was talking to An Rou on the phone just now, he also listened to every word Ximen Shang said outside.

He probably guessed Ximen Shang's current situation, but he was too lazy to care.

After all, he is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business. If he has that time, he might as well talk to his wife.

"Is that so... By the way, where was I just now?"

"Speaking of you making egg fried rice for Uncle An, but Uncle An didn't eat a bite and slipped out to eat spicy hot pot."

"Yes! I'm really mad at you. He clearly asked me to make the egg fried rice, but he actually disliked it in the end! "

Su Jiang's mouth twitched. With your cooking skills, it's hard for people not to dislike you.

But he didn't dare to say this, otherwise An Rou would fly directly to Beijing to beat him up.

The little devil of the An family is not kidding you.

"I don't know where my mother has gone recently. She's so mysterious. I haven't seen her for several days. Every time I ask my father, she says she's playing mahjong."

An Rou complained in a tone of voice: "I'm not a child anymore. You lie to me every day. If you don't want me to know, just say it directly. You lied to me and said you were playing mahjong."

Su Jiang laughed when he heard this: "It's hard to say. With Aunt Zhu's personality, she might really be playing mahjong."

"Hehe... Fortunately, she's not here, otherwise she would be angry again when she heard you call her Aunt Zhu."

"After all, we haven't had a wedding yet, and it's not time to change our words to mom."

"Then why did you call me so annoying before? ”

“I’ve already said it, I was coerced by Aunt Zhu, I’m a victim…”

The two seemed to have endless things to talk about, until the end, An Rou’s voice could clearly be heard to be sleepy.

“Su Jiang…when are you going home?”

“If you don’t come back, I’ll want to find you.”

Su Jiang heard this, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes: “Wait a little longer, I promise to go back as soon as things are over here.”

“Okay…Did Hua Qing rebel by you?”

“Hello? Rou Rou, what did you say? My signal here is not very good suddenly…”

“Su Jiang, I’m going to sleep, good night!”

“Good night, wife!”

At this moment, his signal is good again.