After the dregs

The time returns to 3 minutes ago.

As soon as Han Zhibai came back, he and Lin Zhou slipped out to make room for the ex-husband and ex-wife in the room to talk.As soon as he left the door, Lin Zhou didn't know where he went. Yan Lang was alone in the dark crossing and hadn't finished smoking a cigarette in his hand. His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, indicating that there was a text message.

He took out his mobile phone and looked down at the text message, "Brother Yan, your information has been sent, and there are some problems in it, which is very troublesome, you'd better take a look at it yourself." It was the guy from the Information Bureau.

He thought what could be wrong with a broken report?

So Yan Lang lit another cigarette and casually turned on his phone, glanced at it, and found that there were birth reports, dates, and files in the document. When he turned the screen page by page, he slowly opened his eyes until the butt of the cigarette burned his hands. Not found.

impossible? !When he saw the last column, he went back and took a closer look. It was written in black and white, and it was clearly written in the hospital documents. It was indeed the words Gu Yuxiu, which proved to be very complete.Except for the birth column...blank?

blank?What does this mean?Didn't that child come from your arms? !Or... Impossible!

Yan Lang checked it several times before he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his eyes. He dropped the cigarette butt and rushed in anxiously, blurting out: "Third brother...then what, there is something wrong with the information, you'd better take a look..." he said In the end, it was wilted like frost.Good guy, there are handsome men and beautiful women in this room, it looks like a mandarin duck with his barge in.

Han Zhibai couldn't understand Yan Lang's nonsense.He froze slightly, frowned and got up to look at Yan Lang: "What did you say?"

"I..." Yan Lang glanced at Qin Zhiren's mouth, still faltering.

"Zhiba, you talk," Qin Zhiren saw that they had something to say after thinking about it.She smiled and got up: "I'll go back to the hotel first. I'll go back later. Mom sees that I don't need to worry anymore."

"Wait," Han Zhibai said to Yan Lang first, then he turned to Qin Zhiren and said, "I'll take you back."

Qin Zhiren shook her head, she smiled slightly: "I'm fine."

Han Zhibai insisted on disapproving: "I'll see you off."

"Okay..." she could only respond.

Qin Zhiren waited downstairs, she thought that Han Zhibai would send her to the gate of the community, but unexpectedly saw that he went directly to the parking lot in that direction to take her back to the hotel.

Only then did she suddenly realize that Han Zhibai didn't want to hide his mother's news about his visit tonight.Or... He was going to tell Mrs. Han about it.

"Zhibai..." She looked at the back and sighed silently.

The two were silent all the way.When the car drove for about ten minutes and got on the main road, Qin Zhiren sat in the passenger seat and kept looking at the headlights outside the window. She thought about it several times in her heart and became more worried about the situation later.

"Zhibai," she wanted to turn around and said lightly to Han Zhibai, "Actually, you don't have to do this."

Han Zhibai sat beside her, the lights and shadows of the lampposts on the roadside flickered on his face as they passed by, he looked at the front of the road with his eyelashes closed and slightly parted his lips: "Which one are you referring to? "

"That matter..." The corner of the skirt held tightly by Qin Zhiren's two fingers trembled like a fragile butterfly wing. She frowned slightly after thinking about it and said: "Are you going to let everyone misunderstand like this? What if?" Someday..."

In case... She was always afraid.

All these years, everyone thought Tangtang was Han Zhibai's child and raised that child like a star, but she dared not say it.And according to Han Zhibai's temperament, he wouldn't say anything about it, so this incident became a thorn in her heart. Every day, she became more and more worried.

"You have done a lot for me," Qin Zhiren had made up her mind, she looked at him and shook her head firmly: "Zhibai, I don't want to make things difficult for you anymore."

Han Zhibai concentrated on holding the steering wheel without looking at her: "I promised your father about this matter. Even if he doesn't speak, I won't ignore it."

Qin Zhiren was a little lost in thought when he heard that.Speaking of which, the difference between the two is obviously not a few days, but he has always fully played the role of the elder brother since he was a child.When she was a child, she mischievously passed a note and slipped out of the house. The little boy stood under the window sill and stretched out his arms to catch him, so stubborn.

Without that thing...

Qin Zhiren lowered her eyes and smiled thinking about those things in the past, she put aside the topic and asked: "Your person... have you found it?" She also knows something about the person in Han Zhibai's heart , she understood that he probably came to Haidong this time because of that person.

Han Zhibai responded simply: "Yes." Qin Zhiren couldn't hear any emotion from his words, only felt that his voice was slightly lower.

"Look at you, people should be angry these years, right?" She blinked and asked playfully, "Do you want me to explain?"

Listening to Han Zhibai's lips pursed into a line, his tone became a little lighter: "No need."

"Really don't need it?" She insisted on asking: "Maybe you will ask me to help one day?"

Han Zhibai focused on driving and ignored her.

The man's temper remained unchanged.Qin Zhiren smiled unconsciously thinking about it.

The top VIP suite on the top floor of Haidong Hotel.

When the two of them entered the room, the smell of the used massage oil had not faded away, and the luggage in the room had not been unpacked.Mrs. Han was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Mrs. Han raised her head when she heard the movement.Did she come from a wealthy family and have been accustomed to a dignified and elegant style all her life, and the beaded buttons of her cheongsam are the closest to her body, and she even asked softly: "Are you here?"

"Mom," Qin Zhiren sensitively heard the subtle emotions in these words, he hurried forward to kiss Mrs. Han and tried to cover it up: "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" ?”

Mrs. Han took her hand and reprimanded her a few words: "You ran out alone, and I haven't said anything about you yet."

"Don't be angry." She said coquettishly.

"What are you talking about?"

The two were talking affectionately, but Han Zhibai hadn't said a word since entering the room.Madam Han saw that he was still standing far away and did not come forward, so she looked at him and said calmly: "Sit down too."

Qin Zhiren winked: "Mom, you and Zhibai haven't seen each other for a long time, I'll take a bath first, and you two talk first."

Mrs. Han patted her hand and said in a warm tone, "Go."

As soon as she stepped out, Mrs. Han's tone suddenly softened a little: "Child Zhiren, she didn't tell me when she went to find you."

Han Zhibai straightened his back and looked at his mother, his eyes dimmed and he spoke first: "I have something to talk to you about."

"You have something to talk about." Mrs. Han gently twisted the bone china tea stove in front of her with two fingers and poured a cup of tea gracefully, then raised her eyes like his and asked in a flat tone: "Including divorce thing?"

After listening silently, Han Zhibai suddenly said: "The breakdown of my relationship with Zhiren is not what you think. I hope you will not interfere in this matter."

Mrs. Han stared at her son, he said so lightly but he has already made a decision alone.She knows her child's temper, and she also knows that he has this ability.

But she didn't expect her raised son to confront her for someone else!

Mrs. Han raised her lips and smiled: "Isn't that what you tried so hard to get Yan Lang to do? Who do you think you can hide from?" She took out the information from her bag without saying much, and sneered: "It's reasonable for you to abandon your wife and son for an outsider, and raise someone else's child for him? As my son, I educate you because I hope you will be independent, sober and self-aware instead of what you are now. ……absurd."

When Han Zhibai looked down at the document, his knuckles on the document slowly tightened.

"Have you checked him?" He raised his head and confronted his mother.

It's not yet dawn outside, but the night is coming to an end.At this time, the restaurant was still closed.

There was freshly peeled tangerines on the small table with hot tea on the plate, Gu Yuxiu's cell phone was vibrating non-stop, Shi Yan only raised his eyelids, he watched quietly and suddenly stretched out two fingers.

Swipe left, hang up.

Clean up.

Buddha jumps over the wall simmering on the stove in his back kitchen.This dish takes time, effort, and thought, but it doesn't matter that someone is watching for him right now.

"Turn down the fire."

Shi Yan didn't know when he appeared in the kitchen, he stood quietly behind Gu Yuxiu and directed.

[The author has something to say]: Continue to go astray... What Mr. Han thinks is: Am I green/or am I screwed up?

In other words, do you really want to see him grow grass? (////)