Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa as if he was discouraged. The force of the sofa was too great, and the elasticity of the sofa bounced him up a few times.    

This was the reason why he was the most angry and helpless.    

He liked Xiong Miao, but he knew that it was impossible for him to be with her. In this lifetime, he would be satisfied if he could stay by her side and become good friends with her.    

However, the moment JIO appeared, even his small wish was about to be shattered.    

Song Enzhu heard the reason and also knew the sequence of events. She frowned. She sighed slightly and did not say that JIO was wrong. Instead, she comforted Soong Mingzhe. "Son, in this world, men and women don't have the purest friendship. There will always be one side that can't ask for it. And now, you are the one who can't ask for it. Since staying by Xiong Miao's side will make you sad, it is better to stay far away. It is also to avoid being sad... "    

During this period of time, Soong Mingzhe had always surrounded Xiong Miao and selflessly dedicated himself to her. After being busy, he was never tired of it.    

Since Soong Mingzhe had done this for Xiong Miao, Song Enzhu had seen it all. It also hurt in her heart.    

She felt sorry for her own son. She could not let go of him even if she could not get him.    

Ever since that fake marriage, Song Enzhu felt more and more sorry for Soong Mingzhe.    

As a mother, she cared for her own child wholeheartedly. She could tell that if Soong Mingzhe continued to stay by Xiong Miao's side, he would only sink deeper and deeper, becoming more and more painful. It was better to leave Xiong Miao as soon as possible.    

JIO's actions made it so that the two of them could not even be friends. It was also good.    

"Mom, why are you messing around with us too!? Xiong Miao is your good friend's child. Me and her are childhood friends. Xiong Miao's mother is dead. Don't tell me you don't even care about your good friend's face? " Soong Mingzhe's anger was directed at Song Enzhu.    

"Xiong Miao has a good home now. We won't disturb her. It's best for her." Song Enzhu said.    

She knew that Soong Mingzhe was just finding an excuse not to cut off contact with Xiong Miao.    

"She and Zhan Yeling have a conflict again. If I don't help her, then no one can help her!" Soong Mingzhe shouted loudly, using anger to hide the helplessness in his heart.    

Because he understood from the bottom of his heart that even he could not help Xiong Miao.    

Zhan Yeling had monstrous power and wealth that could rival an enemy. How could he possibly defeat him?    

Xiong Miao stood at the entrance of Yening Garden for the middle of the night yesterday. It rained in the middle of the night because she wanted to see Zhan Yeling explain the conflict between them. Zhan Yeling did not even see her.    

This meant that the problem between Xiong Miao and Zhan Yeling this time could not be solved.    

When Manager Lee called to tell him, his heart was also clenched.    

His heart ached for Xiong Miao.    

Her body was not good to begin with. Not only did she have low blood sugar, but her body was also thin and weak.    

It was hard for him to imagine how Xiong Miao looked like after being drenched in the rain for so long in the middle of the night.    

"Brother, don't be stubborn. Listen to me. I promise you that I will let you marry Xiong Miao. You have to know that she can only live happily by your side. Because only you who truly love her, can truly dote on her..."    

JIO couldn't bear to see her brother suffer so much.    

When he saw Soong Mingzhe in pain, his heart also trembled in pain.    

"You shut up!" Soong Mingzhe mercilessly interrupted him and scolded him.    

It was like scolding an insensible child.    

JIO really did not speak, but her deep blue eyes reflected a feminine light as she looked at the Persian cat in his arms.