As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

Jiang Lin'an finally understood why Xiaozhou had to walk behind him when he was outside.

damn thing.

"Why are you not a dog?" Jiang Linan threw the phone back to him, full of helplessness, "You are really a dog."

Jiang Zhou caught the phone steadily, turned it around in his hand and then took it back. He came over to flatter him and said, "Brother, but you made me post it, are you angry again?"

The chair moved over quietly, and the face was almost stuck on it, as if the other people at the table were not there.

Jiang Liumeng pouted, threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl angrily, and deliberately raised his voice to hum, but Jiang Zhou ignored him and still approached him.

Jiang Linan leaned back, looked coldly at Xiaozhou's smiling face, and unceremoniously spread his five fingers on it, "Go back, you don't even look at the occasion when you're in heat."

"I still want to take a better official photo, but unfortunately this meal doesn't give me a chance." Jiang Zhou buzzed, pulling the hand off his face, "I really don't know why it takes so long to eat , Godfather wasn’t a talker before, I’ve piled up the food in my throat, and he hasn’t finished talking.”

He gently hooked Goujiang Lin'an's chin, as if scratching, "I think he can't finish talking, why don't we go back first? Having a meal is enough to save face, and some people don't really want to talk to you , an old stubborn, arbitrarily used to doing things, thinking that everything can follow his own heart, how can it be possible? Why don't we go back and take a shower and sleep, don't waste the great New Year's Eve here, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars..."

"Dad! I'm full! Let's go back to the room first!" Jiang Liumeng creaked the chair back, breaking the piano sound in the background.

But before she could stand up, Jiang Gaohan suddenly put the goblet in his hand on the table, a few drops of scarlet wine splashed out, and said sharply, "Sit down!"

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, Jiang Liumeng was terrified all over, sat down tremblingly, his face turned pale, looked at his father, then at Jiang Linan, and murmured with his mouth open. What's the matter.

Jiang Zhou let go, rubbed the back of his neck, and sat back casually.

The excitement that had just begun was suddenly interrupted, and it fell into silence again. Ms. Tong picked up the fork and scratched a piece on the dessert. I don't know if it was intentional. The scraping of the fork and the plate made some harsh noises. .

She took the dessert into her mouth, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, looked at Jiang Zhou, and said, "Are you going back? Let me go together."

"A Tong!" Jiang Gaohan showed a persuasive expression in front of everyone for the first time, looking a little humble, "Do you have to do this?"

Jiang Zhou leaned over again, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to get to the point. Do you think your father can keep Sister Tong?"

Looking at her white dress, Jiang Lin'an didn't have too much hope for her, and he clearly said that he didn't love her anymore, but she was still here, and even changed her previous attire, her thoughts were unpredictable.

He leaned back slightly, hooked his fingers, and signaled Xiao Zhou to come over.

On the contrary, he was very obedient, and came as soon as he waved his hand, regardless of whether it was inappropriate or not.

"Do you know something?"

"Know what?" Jiang Zhou pretended to be stupid.

"If you don't say anything, in the future..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zhou immediately stopped him and said, "Stop it, don't threaten me, I can't stand your threat." His expression was still a little unhappy, he rolled up his sleeve and looked at his watch, "Don't ask me, Anyway, the play has already started, everyone on this table is considered the protagonist, and you will always have a role in the scene, brother."

Jiang Lin'an looked at him coldly, and was frightened by him, so he had no choice but to show weakness: "Brother Ziyu is coming later, brother, how about you pick him up?"

"Is this the scene you arranged for me?" Jiang Lin'an turned his attention to Sister Tong again, "Is she going to choose one to go tonight?"

Ms. Tong put down the napkin, the lip gloss on her mouth had disappeared completely, and she took out a black rubber band from nowhere, randomly tied it around her hair, tied it into a high ponytail, and exposed the ostentatious tattoo behind her ear , took out a pack of cigarettes from her chest, ignoring the gazes of the people around her, the flame lit up, and she exhaled the smoke, "Son and woman, choose one?"

Jiang Gaohan's expression was turbulent, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed.

No one in this house smokes, and Jiang Gaohan doesn't like the smell of smoke. When Secretary Wu saw it, he was about to stop him, but he stopped him again.

The smoke was lingering under the light, lingering, "You know what I don't like, smoking, drinking and motorcycles, so you do everything for me, right?" Jiang Gaohan's eyes were bloodshot, and he finally put away those tenderness, The body line became sharper, but his face was uncontrollably pale.

Sister Tong shook the soot on the unfinished dessert, raised her eyes and said, "I'm old, I don't suit this dress anymore."

"If you don't have me in your heart, why would you move all the things I don't like to yourself?" After Jiang Gaohan finished speaking, he suddenly coughed while holding the table, and then continued: "No one wants to come up with something tonight. This door!"

"You have made so many choices, isn't this the most difficult decision in your life?" Sister Tong said lightly, but there was still a trace of sadness on her face, "Let's take a step back, if you don't Embarrass the Jiang family, let Xiao Zhou and An An do whatever they want, and stop messing him into your muddy water. I will forget everything in the past, and I will spend the rest of my life with you, right or wrong. "

"Joke!" Jiang Gaohan closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his sword eyebrows clustered together, his slightly pale face made his edges and corners become sharper and unkind, "He is our son, don't you want him to stay? By our side? Or do you want the two of us to spend the rest of our lives alone?"

"Lonely?" Jiang Liumeng murmured, "Dad, am I not your child?"

Jiang Gaohan frowned again, but he didn't pay attention to her.

"I didn't listen to you except for asking me to marry brother Xiaozhou. What did you ask me to do that I didn't do?" Jiang Liumeng's voice choked up, "You asked me to accept your new wife, although I don't like it very much. Yes, but I'm still learning to accept it."

Tears streamed down her eyes, she wiped her tears and sobbed: "Mom has never been nice to me, and my brother doesn't want to come back now, you don't even treat me as a daughter, I... what do you want me to do, I am Isn't it just redundant, I interrupted your family reunion, didn't I?"

Crying on the pear blossoms with rain, rubbing the back of his small hands around his eyes, Jiang Linan's heart throbbed suddenly. He always hoped that his sister would be stronger and not continue to be arrogant and arrogant under his wings.

People have to grow up, how can they grow up if they don't let go?

But after more than two years, apart from becoming a little cowardly, she didn't seem to have changed in any other way.

Amid Jiang Liumeng's cries, Sister Tong shook her head, stood up slowly, walked behind Jiang Liumeng, pressed her shoulder gently, and half-closed her eyes, "Jiang Gaohan, you are not at all There is no qualification for longing for a family, is there?"

There was a long silence during the dinner, watching his daughter's tears dripping down her skirt, but Jiang Gaohan didn't show any sympathy.

"Brother," Jiang Zhou tapped the surface under the table, "Why don't you take Meng'er out to relax, this room is really boring."

"You...do you think I'm noisy!" Jiang Liumeng scolded with red eyes, picked up the napkin on the table and threw it at Jiang Zhou, "My dad doesn't think I'm noisy yet, what do you think about me? !"

Jiang Zhou hurriedly turned sideways, and the crumpled napkin flew past him, and he hurriedly gave Jiang Linan a wink.

Jiang Gaohan pressed his temples, thinking he felt upset, but Jiang Liumeng saw this action, and the unstoppable tears burst out again.

Jiang Lin'an stopped thinking about it, got up and pulled her up, and said in a low voice, "Go with brother."

His words are full of distress, he is not a person who can express his emotions too much, and he can't say any words of comfort. The only thing he can do is to wipe away those tears again and again.

"I said it! No one is allowed out of this door tonight!"

As soon as Jiang Gaohan finished speaking, Secretary Wu stood at the gate, blocking their way.

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Lin'an hugged the girl in his arms, his tone was low and he could not refuse, "Do you think you are stopping me?"

Jiang Zhou stood up holding the table, and walked towards the piano at a leisurely pace, with an ambiguous smile on his lips, "Godfather, this yard is full of your people, even if my brother wants to leave, he can't." Drop it, don't you?"

He sat down in front of the piano and lightly pressed a key, "Brother, I'll be playing the piano and waiting for you."

Jiang Gaohan coughed a few more times, this time the cough was worse than the last time, his always straight waist was bent down, he covered his mouth with one hand, and searched for something on the dining table with the other.

Secretary Wu's face changed slightly. He glanced at Jiang Zhou who was sitting in front of the piano. He finally didn't stop him when he heard the sound of the piano flowing out slowly. Pass the handkerchief.

Jiang Gaohan covered his mouth with it, and he didn't recover until the sound of the door closing behind him, and he straightened up again by leaning on the edge of the table.

Sister Tong's expression was not very good-looking, and she wanted to get closer several times, but hesitated to take a step forward.

"Ma'am," Secretary Wu's respectful attitude fluctuated a bit, "Boss Jiang treated you badly, and he was indeed sorry for you back then, but this is not something he can change. Now, now he..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Gaohan said loudly in an extremely rude manner.

"President Jiang! What's the point of you keeping it a secret?" Secretary Wu said emotionally: "Maybe Madam won't be like this after she finds out. She has feelings for you! She will never ignore you!"

"I tell you to shut up, can't you hear me!" Jiang Gaohan slapped the heavy marble dining table, the protruding blood vessels on the back of his hand seemed to burst, and the scarlet eyes seemed to bleed, "I don't understand Just get lost! I don't need to be sympathized by anyone!"

"What are you hiding from me?" Sister Tong's cigarette butts were left on the ground, and there was a faint smell of burning in the air, "Why should I sympathize with you..."

"Because he is going to die." Jiang Zhou's slender fingers rose and fell on the black and white keys. Every time he rose and fell, he was happy. Hanging is comfortable.

Sister Tong vaguely saw red stains on Jiang Gaohan's handkerchief, and the cigarette butt that had already been burned in her hand fell to the ground.