Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 129 - Let's try it on the sofa

Since waking up in the hospital yesterday, Ying Lan has never looked at his eldest son.

Now that Rong Zheng took off his mask, Ying Lan couldn't help but glance at him, and naturally noticed his reddish left cheek.

Ying Lan is not the kind of mother who uses domestic violence against her children. Rong Zheng and Rong Rong have never hit the palms of their hands since they were young. Yesterday's slap was her first time hitting a child. She was in a rage at the time, she didn't pay attention, and now she saw Rong Zheng's cheeks with finger prints faintly visible. Fingerprints were still visible overnight, so the scars would only be more obvious yesterday. Only then did Ying Lan realize how hard she slapped her yesterday.

Distress is naturally there, but if time goes back, the slap will still fall. I know that Rongrong likes boys, but that person shouldn't and can't be Xiao Zheng.

Ying Lan tried to capture even the slightest trace of guilt on his eldest son's face.

She was disappointed. An unprecedented sense of powerlessness rose in Ying Lan's heart. This feeling of powerlessness is mixed with her disappointment with her eldest son and a deep sense of frustration with the current situation.

"Xiao Zheng, don't you think you have done anything wrong until now?"

Rong Zheng sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed, "You mean, is it wrong that I like fluffy, or I shouldn't like gays? If it's these two things, I don't think I've done anything wrong. The place."

It was one thing to see her two sons kissing, and she could convince herself that the two were just a whim. It's another thing to hear the eldest son admit that he likes the younger.

Ying Lan felt as if she had been thrown into the cold wind. She unconsciously closed the quilt covering her to make her body a little warmer. But in reality, her actions were futile. She still felt the chill to the bones, and she realized that the eldest son was serious about this matter. She actually knew that with Xiao Zheng's character, if he wasn't serious, he wouldn't have allowed him to do such outrageous things to Rongrong himself.

Ying Lan couldn't accept it, "Xiao Zheng, Rongrong is your brother! How can you, how can you..."

With slightly red eyes, she said earnestly and earnestly: "Xiao Zheng, since I was a child, my mother has never begged you for anything. This time, it is my mother begging you. You can't...you can't just be a brother. Does your identity love him?"

Rong Zheng started and poured a glass of water for his mother, "I am his elder brother and his lover. I will only love him more than before. The identities of elder brother and lover do not conflict."

Ying Lan had no intention of drinking water at all, she glared at Rong Zheng, "No conflict? Do you really think so? Have you ever thought about it. What if one day the two of you break up? Rongrong is still so young. He could be like that for a Zhou Yu in the first place. How do you know that he won't like other people in the future?"

Rong Zheng's eyelashes moved slightly, and Ying Lan suddenly realized that this was likely to be a breakthrough. Knowing that what he said next might be a bit cruel, for the sake of the two children, Ying Lan still said, "Rongrong is still too young, if one day he gets tired of it and wants to end this relationship, the two of you can still do it. Do you get along like this now? Xiao Zheng, you have acted calmly since you were a child, and you have never made me and your dad worry or disappointed.

"I thought about it."

Rong Zheng's words had no beginning or end, and Ying Lan's eyes flashed with a daze, but he couldn't help but realize what the eldest son's "thought" was referring to.