You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2757: Your mom likes your dad’s money, not your dad!

"It can be seen from your dining etiquette that you are well-bred," Gu Junzhu said, "I don't think your current parents can teach you to be so polite and elegant."

"Since it was not taught by your current parents, it is most likely that your biological father taught it."

"It takes a long time for a person to form a living habit."

"It will also take a while to change."

"Your behavior has not changed, it should be that your biological father has not passed away for a long time, so you still maintain the behavior and habits that your father taught you during his lifetime."

Gu Jun pursed his lips, looked at Wen Qiuci and asked, "Did I guess right?"

Wen Qiuci looked at Gu Junzhu with a bit of novelty in his eyes.

He nodded: "Yes, my dad died six months ago."

"Six months ago?" Gu Junzhu raised his eyebrows: "When did your mother marry your current father?"

Wen Qiuci said: "Three months ago."

"Wow! Your father has only been dead for three months, and your mother has remarried. Your mother is so ruthless!" Qin Junye snorted contemptuously, and asked Wen Qiu Ci: "When your father was alive, You must be in a bad relationship with your mother?"

"Feeling?" Wen Qiuci was a little dazed, "I don't know."

Qin Junye said, "When your father was alive, did your parents always quarrel and fight?"

"No," Wen Qiuci said, "My dad never quarrels with people, he just doesn't care about people, he doesn't care about me, and he doesn't care about my mother."

Children need to talk too.

It's been a long time since his father died.

Faced with the inquiries from Gu Junzhu and Qin Junye, he suddenly had the desire to speak.

"My dad is a painter, and many people like his paintings."

"My dad has a gallery, and many people like to go to his gallery to buy paintings. One of his paintings can be sold for a lot of money."

"My dad likes to draw, but he doesn't like to communicate with people."

"My dad talks to me when he's not painting, but my dad never talks to my mom."

Qin Junye was surprised: "If your father doesn't talk to your mother, isn't that just domestic violence? Isn't your mother angry?"

"Don't be angry," Wen Qiuci shook his head: "Every time my mother goes to the gallery to ask my father for money, my father will give it to her."

“My mom likes my dad very much. Every time my dad sees my mom, he is cold and doesn’t pay much attention to my mom, but when my dad was alive, my mom often made soup for my dad and sent it to him. My dad's gallery."

Qin Junye said, "Then ask your father for money?"

Wen Qiuci looked at him strangely, as if wondering why he knew.

Qin Junye pouted and whispered, "Your mother likes your father's money, not your father!"

Wen Qiuci was silent.

Actually, he knew this in his little heart.

But what's the use of knowing?

No use.

Gu Junzhu asked: "How did your father die?"

This time, Wen Qiuci was silent for a long time before saying: "Suicide..."

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei frowned at the same time.

Ye Xingbei Xindao, it is irresponsible to have such a young son to commit suicide!

After another long silence, Wen Qiuci continued: "The doctor said that my dad suffered from depression because of severe insomnia. In fact, he didn't want to commit suicide, but because he was sick, he couldn't control it. His own actions, so he committed suicide."