Strawberry A does not want to fall in love

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, in the Fang family's big villa.

There was a gust of cold wind outside the window, and there should have been heating in the house, but the atmosphere was not much better than outside the window.

Wang Quan, who works in the bank, led two appraisers in. He felt a little cold just as he took off his down jacket.

"Is there no heat in this house?"

Wang Quan murmured as he walked in, looking at the decoration in the room. Professionals could know the approximate value of these gorgeous pillars, decorative porcelain, and paintings on the wall just by looking at them.

How much can the bank owe you?

Wang Quan shouted twice into the depths of the room:

"Ms. Fang, Ms. Mi, I was sent by the bank to hand over the real estate. I came here to help you with the final handover of the house."

After shouting, only his own voice echoed in the house.

"Is this house empty? It's just right if it's empty. There's no need to move out the things in it. Let's see how much we can make up."

Wang Quan pointed to the two subordinates who followed in a low voice. The subordinates looked around, and one of the girls said with emotion:

"Why did such a rich family suddenly go bankrupt, and even the villa had to be taken back?"

Wang Quan smiled lightly:

"The richer people make more money, the greater the pressure, and the higher the risks they bear. This kind of thing is very common, but the collapse of the Fang Group is indeed a bit fast this time."

After he finished speaking, he said to his two subordinates:

"Their family has several other properties, some of which are located in other cities. In a few days, we will also have to go to appraise and recover them together. Then it will be a business trip at public expense."

The two subordinates looked happy.

Several people waited in the living room for a long time, and finally an old nanny came out:

"Please come to the study, my husband is in the study."

Wang Quan followed the old nanny with a serious expression, walked up the stairs and entered the study room. Looking all the way, it seemed that some fierce battle had taken place in the corridor of the villa. The paintings and expensive wall coverings on the wall were all broken, and some places even exposed bricks.

The condition of the house like this is not very good... But it doesn't matter, just a little bit of repair later will be fine.

Wang Quan walked towards the study, and was really startled when he saw the study.

Is this called a study? Isn't it really a garbage dump?

Several large expensive solid wood cabinets fell to the ground, scattered book pages were scattered all over the floor, and fragments of red wine bottles were also dropped, and many books were soaked in red wine liquid.

In the chaos, Fang Junzhi sat in an elegant chair with a goblet of red wine, facing the door, with a calm expression.

Wang Quan couldn't help being shocked.

Obviously in a situation of complete bankruptcy, even to the point of mortgaging real estate, Fang Junzhi looked as if he was at the negotiation table of a multinational project, still with a strong aura, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and his posture was leisurely and oppressive.

Wang Quan stepped into the study room and began to discuss matters related to the recovery of the real estate. He was not afraid at all, but the two subordinates outside the room, just being caught by Fang Junzhi for a few glances, trembled like chaff.

Wang Quan explained the purpose of coming, and put forward a general time request. Fang Junzhi held the red wine and shook the glass without saying a word.

After Wang Quan finished speaking, Fang Junzhi said lightly:

"Just follow your procedure."

Wang Quan, who thought he would encounter obstacles, was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"It's fine if you can accept it. Then when do you plan to move out? The time we give is probably after the Spring Festival holiday and before the legal working day, which is the seventh day of next year."

Fang Junzhi turned his head and looked out of the window, with a confused look in his eyes, as if a hero was late and the sun was setting, Wang Quan felt a sense of emotion.

For the experienced Wang Quan, it is rare to be able to express such emotions. The high probability is that Fang Junzhi, no matter what his personal virtues are, is a tycoon in business.

A generation of heros has fallen, and Fang Junzhi, who is still maintaining his dignity at the moment, is indeed extremely embarrassing to outsiders.

Fang Junzhi looked out the window for a long time, and finally said:

"...Yes. I still want to spend a new year with my children in this house. "

Wang Quan was in a complicated mood: It was rumored that the relationship between Fang's mother and child was tense, but now it seems that this is not the case. This tyrant in the business field is just a mother who loves children in life, and wants to wait for the child to go home at the last moment. ...

"Your children will surely understand your good intentions."

Wang Quan couldn't help comforting the other party.

After finishing the work, Wang Quan and his subordinates left the villa.

In the messy study room, Fang Junzhi drank the last sip of red wine, stared at the wine glass and laughed, and suddenly threw the wine glass to the ground hard!

"Ha ha……"

Her laughter echoed in the middle of the messy and empty study that lost the bookcases and furniture, and it sounded more like crying.

A woman's cry came faintly from the depths of the corridor, faintly visible, like a ghost in the cold house.

Fortunately, Wang Quan left early just now, otherwise he would have been so frightened that he would sell the house as a haunted house when he heard the voice.

There was the sound of kicking footsteps in the corridor. The handmade Persian carpets that used to fill the room were now dirty and messy, and could no longer cover up the sound of footsteps.

Mi Lan's figure in a nightgown stood out from the darkness.

She walked step by step to the study room, which was originally her forbidden place, a place she had never entered after marrying for so many years, and now it has lost its meaning.

The beige slippers stepped on the book and looked at Fang Junzhi.

She didn't know what she was doing here, tears were still streaming down her face, she couldn't stop, she had been crying like this for several days, her eyes were swollen like two peaches.

"Just now...they came to see the house, right?"

Fang Junzhi sat on the chair, like a piece of wood, without any response.

After all, Mi Lan couldn't hold back, squatted down, picked up a book from the ground, and threw it on Fang Junzhi with trembling hands.

The moment Mi Lan threw out the book, Mi Lan felt refreshed all over her body, as if the shackles that had been pressing on her body were suddenly removed, and she no longer felt the heavy burden that made her weak and sick.

Fang Junzhi was hit on the head by a thick book, and slowly turned around, staring at Mi Lan.

Mi Lan used to be very afraid of this kind of gaze, as long as she was glanced at, she would retreat into the darkness trembling all over.

But now, probably because of throwing off the shackles, Mi Lan dared to look Fang Junzhi directly in the eyes.

She took a closer look and found that the eyes of the person she usually regarded as a scourge were nothing special, no matter how imposing the eyes were, she was too lazy to be afraid.

I've been afraid for half my life, it's really... ridiculous.

Mi Lan stared at Fang Junzhi like this, and laughed from the bottom of her heart:

"Haha...hahaha..."

Fang Junzhi asked calmly:

"why are you laughing."

Mi Lan finally couldn't help laughing, and leaned forward and backward with her stomach in her hands:

"I just heard... Hahaha... When those people left, they were still talking about how much you have a mother's love and want to see your own children. It's so funny hahahahaha!"

Mi Lan smiled and raised her hand to wipe her tears, and continued to laugh:

"I burst into tears laughing! At this time, you finally think of your child? Hahahahahaha!"

Fang Junzhi squeezed hard with her fingers and crushed a ballpoint pen she had just used to sign the housing contract.

"Usually I don't care about children at all. I only know how to scold and even beat children. How many times have we, Ah Shui, been injured by you? Why didn't you remember that you had children at that time! When you were messing around outside, you didn't think about it." What will your child think when he knows it, and now he thinks of the child, which is so funny, I really thank you for contributing such a good joke to me!"

Mi Lan spoke more and more vigorously. She had never said so many words at once, but today, as long as she opened her mouth, many words burst out from her soul. They were not spoken with her mouth, but with her soul.

It's been a long, long time since she talked so freely!

Fang Junzhi stood up and walked towards Mi Lan step by step, showing her clenched teeth.

Like a dying beast, still wanting to threaten its prey.

Mi Lan suddenly found it even more ridiculous:

"You know, I used to think that the top A is omnipotent, you are the sky, and our O is the earth. But now I think, you look like an animal, there is no human elegance at all, hahahahahaha , It turns out that I have lived with an animal for so many years, and I am also ridiculous hahahahaha! I also gave birth to two children for the animal, so what am I, what is the first half of my life, hahahaha!"

Mi Lan smiled, tears streaming down her face, and the laughter gradually turned into crying.

Fang Junzhi came over, raised a hand, and easily grabbed Mi Lan's long hair, pulling it out with a cold face.

Mi Lan let out a cry of pain, suddenly raised her hand, and knocked Fang Junzhi's hand off!

This action stunned Fang Junzhi for a moment, and he let go of his hand. Mi Lan staggered and turned around. He was about to run away, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Fang Junzhi realized something was wrong, Mi Lan had already picked up half a wine bottle from the ground and threw it at her!

No matter how fast Fang Junzhi reacted, she was still stabbed in the thigh, and her suit pants were immediately soaked in blood.

Mi Lan had already laughed and ran away, her white nightgown fluttering behind her, like a bird that finally experienced freedom, flying far down the living room.

"Hahahahahaha! You have no children, that's great, I want to tell the children, let them never come back! Oh I forgot, there is nowhere to go back in the future, I can finally escape from this broken house ! Hahahahahaha!"

Mi Lan's crazy laughter resounded in the living room, and the only female nanny left came out of the maid's room in the living room, with her luggage on her back, bowed to Mi Lan, and left as well.

Mi Lan looked at the open door and ran out like this.

It was freezing cold outside, but Mi Lan felt that winter had never been so lovely.

It turns out that even in winter, the flowers and plants in the garden are covered with snow, but there are still new shoots emerging!

This world is not always dark, so why haven't I opened my eyes to see it for so many years?

Mi Lan smiled while crying, she couldn't run anymore, it was too cold, so she stood on the side of the road and breathed on her hands.

But no matter how cold it was outside, she didn't want to go back to that villa again. It was not a warm home, but a hellish cage on earth!

Just at this time, a white car drove over on the asphalt road.

The car approached Milan, braked suddenly and stopped, the door opened, and Fang Zhishui walked out quickly.

She looked at Mi Lan, without saying a word, took off her thick coat and quickly put it on him, and helped Mi Lan into the car.

Mi Lan kept laughing, she recognized Fang Zhishui, wrapped her clothes tightly, got into the car obediently, and glanced at the co-pilot - there was someone, but she couldn't see who it was.

Fang Zhishui arranged Mi Lan in the back seat, closed the door, and quickly turned up the heating in the car. Then he exhaled and said to the co-pilot:

"In this case, there is no need to go back to the villa. We were only here to pick up my mother."

A smart and pleasant voice came from the co-pilot:

"You decide."

Fang Zhishui let out a "hmm", started the car, turned a corner, and left this cursed land.

Mi Lan was in the warm back seat, with a smile on her lips, falling into a coma.

Ruan Mei, the co-pilot, turned her head to look at her, and asked Fang Zhishui in a worried voice:

"Is she all right? Or should I go for a checkup first?"

Fang Zhishui nodded:

"It's been so many years, there should be some old injuries...Then let's go to the hospital."

Ruan Mei stretched out her hand to hold Fang Zhishui's hand on the steering wheel, and said softly:

"She is like this now, reminding me of my mother... In the future, I will take good care of her with you."

Ruan Xiaoqian once went crazy because of the same person.

Today's Milan... will have a different future.