Lin Jingya took the opportunity to go back to Lin's home for lunch at noon, and then inadvertently said the news.

In fact, this matter itself is not good or bad, but if it is used to make an article, it is not just a simple discussion.

After all, everyone's position is different, the angle of thinking is different, and the behavior of seeing this will be different.

When Lin Fu heard the news, his first thought was not whether his daughter was well or not, but whether the relationship between the Lin family and the Ji family would be affected by the news.

And Lin's mother knows that Lin An'an, who used to exchange billions of projects, is unwilling. She is worried about why Ji Chengyan suddenly agrees to Lin An'an's return to school.

Both Lin's father and Lin's mother wanted to call and ask what happened to Lin an. Even when Lin an was discharged, they didn't know, let alone went to see him. A trace of guilt flashed through Lin's mother's heart.

Ji Chengyan's villa.

"Ding Ling Ling"

"it's my wife's phone, young master." The servant handed the phone to Ji Chengyan.

"Hello, mother." Ji Cheng Yan's indifferent voice has a tone of alienation.

"I heard that you let Lin an an go back to school and set her free? I don't care what you think, just remember that without my consent, Lin an an can't enter our house! " Ji Mu's voice is severe, and her commanding tone does not contain any emotion. It's heartbreaking to hear that. Is such a person really a biological mother?

Ji's mother didn't wait for Ji Chengyan to answer, so she hung up with a bang.

Ji Chengyan took the phone and didn't know what he was thinking. He put it down after a long time.

Sitting on the other side of the study, Lin an, who was addicted to learning, listened to Ji Chengyan's conversation with his mother and only said three words in the whole process. She didn't know that Ji Chengyan and his mother usually get along like this. In his previous life, he had seen his mother several times, and could count the fingers of his hand.

Seeing Ji Chengyan's low air pressure, Lin An'an suddenly flashed a trace of years in his mind: is the past life really as simple as it seems?

A melodious bell rings, and Lin An'an's mobile phone calls in.

It was Lin's mother who called Lin An'an.

"Hello, mom." Lin an an takes a look at Ji Chengyan who is already working. He goes out of his study and answers the phone.

"Ann, you don't know how to talk to your mother when you are discharged from hospital, so that your mother can go to celebrate your discharge." There was some guilt in Lin's voice on the phone.

"It's OK, mom. I'm fine now." He said politely, but Lin An'an was a little resentful to his father and mother. At the beginning, their behavior was like selling their daughter, which she could not accept psychologically.

"That's good, that's good An'an, my mother doesn't know what happened between you and Ji Chengyan, but if you have any grievances, don't hold them in your heart. Talk to my mother. Although my mother may not be able to help you, she will feel better after saying it... " Lin's mother nagged and said comforting words, but Lin an felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Lin's mother's temperament is a little soft, which makes Lin an an, who used to live alone all the year round, a little uncomfortable. In a short time, she hasn't learned how to get along with her better.