"Humph, I can do it with just a nod of my head. But I warn you, Zuo Aiai, before you leave Binhai City, don't try to do anything to influence Jin di. If I find out... "
"since you've decided to leave, what's there to do? " "I'm not that stupid. Don't worry, Mr. Jin. I'm doing all this just to let those who have harmed me be punished. ". "If you help me, I'll definitely do as you asked. I won't contact Jin Di after I leave. "
As if he was very satisfied with Zuo Aiai's answer, Jin Jingrong nodded and his tone was a little happy.
"At least you are a sensible woman. After your mother leaves, I will be lenient and find a good sanatorium to take care of her for you. After you settle down overseas, I will help you send her over. "
Zuo Aiai's smile was a little helpless and mocking. "Then I really have to thank you. "
Jin Jingrong also felt that this thank you sounded a little harsh. He did not reply and directly hung up the phone.
When Jin Jingrong hung up the phone, Jin di just happened to walk in from the front door of the Jin family's residence. He had been working all night recently, which made him lose a lot of weight, and he looked a little tired.
After all, he was his own son. Seeing him become like this, Jin Jingrong also frowned with heartache.
Because Feng Shuyuan had been throwing a Tantrum with him, she went on a trip with her best friend. Jin Jingrong felt that this big house was more and more empty when he was at home alone... ...
As soon as Jin di entered the house, he saw Jin Jingrong standing at home in a dark gray robe with dragon patterns. He was holding a watering can in his hand, watering a few pots of Fugui trees that were as tall as a person in front of the window... ...
Jin Di's face darkened slightly, and so did his tone.
"Dad, are you alright? "
Jin Jingrong naturally did not feel that there was anything wrong with him calling his son back because of his illness. After all, this little bastard had not shown his face at home for almost a month.
"You still want something to happen to me, don't you? Are you happy that I'm dead? "
Jin Di knew Jin Jingrong's temper like the back of his hand. He was too lazy to argue with him in this kind of anger, so he sighed and turned around to leave.
Before he even took a step, Jin Jingrong roared confidently, "Brat! You just entered the house and you want to leave. I've raised you for nothing, haven't I? "
Jin Di was not the kind of unfilial son. If it was not because Jin Jingrong was unreasonable about Zuo Aiai, he would not have been angry with him for such a long time.
Although Jin Di's temper was a little strange, he was as inflexible as Jin Jingrong. He would not turn back when he had decided on a woman, even if no one could say it well.
Jin Jingrong loved and hated his son who had inherited his temper!
He glared at Jin Di and wished he could go up and drag him in from the door!
"If you dare to walk out of this door today, I will disown you as my son from today onwards! "
Although the father and son had had many conflicts over the years, it was the first time Jin Jingrong had said such harsh words. Jin Di frowned and stopped in his tracks.
He was an old man after all, and he did not want to go too far with him. After all, Zuo Aiai would still have to enter the house in the future. Like Bian Yinuo said, it was not impossible for her to come back occasionally to coax the old man.