Chen Gui asked his mother to have tea.

While waiting for his mother, when he recalled Lu Ming's words, he was still itchy at all.

Turtle and deer are spring together, and that must be one deer and another. What does it have to do with his "Gui"?

His "gui" is a jade...

Can you make wine? Can you make it? Cut...

But because of this, I couldn't help but think of the story my aunt told.

Two jade artifacts should not be met, so this name should not be taken.

When Chen Gui thought of this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and his fingertips slid across the edge of the teacup.

High heels sound.

Chen Gui looked back and saw his mother coming in a state of demeanor.

The old lady has a natural demeanor and is arrogant without anger.

Chen Gui hurriedly got up and greeted her and hugged her mother, "When did you come back? Why didn't you tell your son? Do you want to give your son a surprise?"

The old lady took off her sunglasses and smiled, "I didn't come back for you, and I don't think of you. So what do I want to tell you to do?"

Chen Gui immediately made a heart-stopping pain, "Are you still my dear mother?"

The old lady laughed heartily and sat down first, "Mom is my biological child. If you don't believe me, I will test my DNA. But I didn't come back for you, and I don't miss you that much, it's true."

She reached out and patted her son's cheek, "You are so old, you are not a baby anymore. Why do I have to surround you every day? I have to say I miss you every day?"

"You are an adult, Mr. Zhao... You have your world, your life, your circle; I also have my own world. Just be happy!"

Chen Gui actually likes his mother's unrestrained temperament the most. He doesn't like it now. Some elderly people in China are only fifty or sixty years old. After only half of their lives, they start to yell at the age of retirement, play, and be filial to their children... becoming another form of giant baby.

My father was in poor health back then, and the entire Junlin Group was operated by his mother, which was quite like the style of Wu Zetian in the ancient era of "Two Saints and Honors".

Later, when his father passed away, it was his mother who endured the grief, supported the company, and taught him the ability to operate little by little.

When he was twenty years old, he could take on the throne alone, but his mother retreated bravely. Because he loved skiing and shining diamonds, he lived in Europe all year round, taking turns between Switzerland and Belgium.

Chen Gui hurriedly turned around, gave up his seat, and deliberately squeezed shoulder to shoulder with his mother on a canal.

"Then... my son can always know why my mother came back this time, whom she missed?"

The old lady laughed heartily again, "You shouldn't ask who you miss... You should ask what you miss."

The old lady raised her hand to ask for the menu, and glanced at Chen Gui while looking, "I miss these authentic Chinese food!"

"In Europe, although Chinese restaurants are everywhere, the Chinese food they make is a Chinese food that blends European flavors, and the taste has changed. Can you imagine adding cream to the spicy hot pot soup base?"

"As for me, I have a strong adaptability and can hold on for a while. However, there are restrictions on this time. After more than three years, my Chinese stomach will not be able to stand it. I have to fly back and raise my Chinese stomach..."

Chen Gui smiled helplessly, "Oh, it turns out that I came back for this."

I still breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.
Chapter completed!