Rebirth of the ugly girl

Chapter 484 [Fan Wai] Trifles

Does 30 count as middle age?Jian Jiayang has been thinking about this question recently.

He has a successful career and insists on exercising every day. His figure is the same as when he was in his 20s. No matter where he goes, he can be admired.

At the age of 30, his internal and external conditions are much better than those of his peers, but the problems he faces are similar to theirs.

The wife doubts this and that every day. As long as she works overtime, the phone is like a deadly chain lock. If she calls desperately, she can think of a long series of bloody dramas even if there is nothing.

All men hope to have a wife who can understand them, but life after marriage is always accompanied by trivial matters and endless noise.

He had a good personality, but he had no choice but to face his unreasonable wife.

As long as Xiao Ran felt that he had been wronged, he would cry to his parents. He didn't know what was going on with the old couple. His son didn't feel bad, so he accepted his daughter-in-law's cry unconditionally, and turned around to reprimand him.

If you want to love your wife more, you are already a father, so you have to learn to be patient.

A man should stand upright, but he is not a silent stone, he has given everything, and he has to swallow his anger and tolerate all the good and bad.

Xiao Ran went to find his parents again today, and brought the child to cry loudly, with an obvious slap mark on his face.

After she left, Jian Jiayang carefully picked up the pieces of the music box that had fallen to pieces on the ground, and tried hard to put it back together into the original shape, but it was too difficult.

The workmanship of the music box is so fine that even the eyelashes are so lifelike that they are dropped to such an extent that they cannot be restored to their previous appearance at all.

After fiddling for almost an hour, he still couldn't put it together. Jian Jiayang lit a cigarette a little irritably, took a deep breath, lowered his head, and began to think seriously.

This music box has been with him for more than ten years, and it is the oldest thing around him.

Jian Jiayang has forgotten how he got it in the first place. He cherishes it very much and usually keeps it out of the reach of children, but today, it was accidentally touched by his daughter and broke.

My daughter is just five years old this year, less than one meter long. How did she run into the closet, reach for the music box on the top floor, and then accidentally fall off?

Xiao Ran has a bad temper and always wanted Jian Jiayang to throw away the music box, but Jian Jiayang disagreed, so she made a fuss.

No matter how many times she made a fuss, Jian Jiayang would not agree. He thought that after so many years, Xiao Ran wouldn't think about it again, but he didn't expect her to instigate her daughter to do it for her.

Probably because he was sure that no matter how much he lost his temper, he would never target the child, so Xiao Ran confidently pretended to be an accident in the face of Jian Jiayang's sudden rage, first shifting the responsibility to the child, and then saying that the child was just careless It's just a music box, do you need to lose your temper like this?
It's not that she doesn't know how important the music box is to Jian Jiayang. His attitude says it all. Jian Jiayang exploded on the spot and slapped her.

The two quarreled in the largest and longest-lasting fight since their marriage, and then Xiao Ran cried and took the child away.

Jian Jiayang didn't want to chase her, she was too tired, once or twice was fine, every time it happened, he really didn't have the mood to pay attention to her.

Just when Jian Jiayang was racking his brains thinking about how to restore the music box to its original state, the door of the villa was opened, and no one was seen, Jian Jiayang's fucking voice came over.

"It's outrageous, Ran Ran, don't worry, I will definitely tell him well and help you get justice."

Jian Jiayang frowned, watching his parents walk in first, followed by Xiao Ran and the child.

Jian Jiayang and Xiao Ran grew up together as childhood sweethearts. The parents of the two families are not very close. Jian's mother gave birth to a child, Jian Jiayang. Since Xiao Ran was young, she regarded her as her daughter. My own son can't be forgiven lightly.

Jian's family has always been dominated by weak men and strong women. Jian's father has a gentler personality and doesn't care about trivial matters. Jian's mother is different. From the financial power of the family to the daily expenses, they have to calculate everything clearly.

Moreover, she loves Xiao Ran very much and does not allow her to be bullied even if it is her own son.

Jian Jiayang sometimes couldn't tell whether he was his mother's biological child or Xiao Ran was her biological child.

As soon as Jian's mother came in, she saw Jian Jiayang fiddling with a broken music box on the sofa. Seeing his obsessed seriousness, she immediately became angry.

After walking a few steps, Jian's mother swept the pieces of the music box to the ground, pointed at Jian Jiayang and cursed: "You beat your wife because of such a rotten thing, I think your days are passing by."

Jian Jiayang looked at the pile of parts on the ground, and clenched his fists tightly. He really had enough, and stood up abruptly. He looked at Jian's mother with condescending eyes, and said indifferently: "You don't even know what happened, just Protect her like this, and since you like her so much, let her raise you in the future, as if you never gave birth to my son."

Jian Jiayang seldom loses such a big temper. Jian's mother was stunned by him for a while, but after a while, she frowned unbearably and yelled at him: "What are you talking about? I shouldn't protect Xiao Ran. Is it? She married into our family, there is no reason to be angry, I want to be worthy of her mother's entrustment..."

Jian Jiayang said without a smile on his face: "You are really my real mother." He picked up the clothes on the sofa and walked straight out of the house.

Xiao Ran, who was crying, stopped his voice at once, looked at Jian Jiayang's figure who slammed the door, and asked Jian's mother timidly: "Mom, did I do something wrong?"

Jane's mother didn't say anything, but Jane's father glanced at her, bent down to pick up the debris on the ground, and said casually: "I remember this thing, Jiayang kept it by my side when he was in high school. It must be hard to be broken.”

Jian's mother muttered impatiently: "You are such an old person, it's just an old thing, it can be more important than your wife, listen to what he said just now, I'm so mad!"

After Jian Jiayang went out, he drove away from the house directly.

He was fed up with his mother who always favored others indiscriminately, and his unreasonable wife. The family background and beautiful wife that people around him envied were actually illusions. No one knew what he was facing when he returned home every day.

Jian Jiayang came to a bar he frequented, walked to his usual place with ease, and a waiter came over to ask him what he wanted.

Jian Jiayang ordered a few glasses of pungent whiskey, and drank silently by himself.

The style of this bar is quite high, unlike the usual noisy ones. Slow piano music is played in the corner, and the music hits the depths of the soul directly, bringing some different feelings.

Jian Jiayang was listening intently, when a male voice suddenly came in, he was patted on the shoulder, and the man in front of him with greasy back hair looked surprised.

"Jian Jiayang, it's really you. I thought I was wrong just now, but it just so happened that I ran into you here."

(End of this chapter)