About the little thing about mutual gluttony

go with.

The weight on the other end of the shoe-wearing device did not decrease, but Song Rong's laughter came from the bathroom. After a long time, Song Rong coughed and laughed: "Okay, thank you Chengye for helping me take the clothes." The weight on the other end of the shoe is gone.

Han Chengye breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and said with a blushing face, "No...it's all right."

Feeling in my heart: He is really a genius.

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13. Father's first spouse

On the way back to the company, Song Rong discovered that Han Chengye had intensive phobia.

The reason was that Song Rong had nothing to do, and used a tablet to check some oil paintings that had been collected for a long time.Several of them are modern gouaches with dry strokes, and the end of the brush brush leaves dense pinhole-like dots on the rough drawing paper.

Song Rong learned oil painting when he was a child, and he was used to such traces, but when he shared this work with Han Chengye, he saw that the other party's pupils trembled, his hands rubbed his arms, and there was a humming tone in his throat, "Hey!" , Then the whole person sank in the seat, twisting and twisting like a small earthworm.

Song Rong asked for a long time before realizing that the other party was afraid of those densely distributed dots.

After figuring out the rules, Song Rong adjusted the order of the paintings. Four or five normal paintings were mixed with a pair of gouache paintings with small holes.In this way, the timing was just right, and whenever Han Chengye relaxed his vigilance, he would suddenly turn back into a small earthworm.

Song Rong held back his laughter, teasing the dog, like this.

Before I knew it, I had played for 5 minutes.

Well, I can't play anymore, if I continue to play, it will be broken.

The two separated at the train station, Song Rong took half a day of annual leave, and Han Chengye went back to the company.

As soon as he stepped into the office, Han Chengye found that everyone was gathering to listen to Uncle Hua bragging.

Zhao Tiantian widened her eyes and exclaimed, "Oh my God, Xiaohan, are you still going back to the company on a business trip? If you want me, go home straight away! Are you trying to replace Song SIR like a pacesetter?"

Li Jiaer broke the siege and said: "Stop joking, by the way, Xiao Han, you came back just in time, come and listen to Uncle Hua talk about Song SIR's great achievements!"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Tiantian excitedly said: "Just now the personnel department distributed the new salary adjustment rules, and Uncle Hua did the math. Song SIR has a big salary increase this year, officially stepping into the ranks of the annual income of 500 million Already!"

Han Chengye looked at these people in the office drinking tea and fishing.Well, it's like that most of the time when Song Yong is not around.

Uncle Hua cleared his throat and gestured, "Low-key, low-key."

Vincent rolled his eyes, "It's not your great achievement, tell me quickly!"

Han Chengye put down the suitcase and listened to Uncle Hua's eloquent words: "Four years ago, there was a thunderstorm involving non-ferrous metals. Thanks to Song SIR's prediction in advance, the company avoided tens of millions of losses."

Jia Er suddenly realized, "Oh! Is that the time Xue Sir took the blame and resigned?"

Uncle Hua smiled and said, "After that time, Song SIR replaced Xue Sir as the director of Team B. Since then, in order to keep his job, Song Sir has never been in a relationship again."

Han Chengye was taken aback, "Why?" But his voice was too low, and he was suppressed by the shouting Zhao Tiantian, "But the thunderstorm four years ago was clearly Datong Iron and Steel, what does it have to do with non-ferrous metals? ?”

Everyone was speechless, and Vincent pointed out: "Tiantian, do you know why the same Omega, Song SIR can get 500 million a year, but you only have [-] to [-] a year?"

Han Chengye sighed, "If there is a thunderstorm in one sector, all the categories under the subheading will be damaged. I remember that that year, aluminum products fell by 15%, brass fell by 22%, and steel fell by an average of 35%. The worst was Daedong Steel, which fell more than 73 percent.”

Zhao Tiantian exclaimed "Oh my God", and Li Jiaer added: "The property market was so hot in those two years, and the steel industry skyrocketed along the way, and then there was a thunderstorm, and the stock price slashed in half, isn't it normal?"

Uncle Hua snorted, "Wow, I'm really the most shameful hindsight. Do you know what it means to be unsatisfied? In those two years, rubbish could be fired into the sky. How many people can stay awake?"

Han Chengye returned to the original question, "Then why did you say that Song SIR didn't fall in love to keep his job?"

Uncle Hua looked helplessly at the stunned head with the old fritters and said: "You little fool, now dozens of colleagues outside are staring at Song Sir with fiery eyes. As long as Song Sir has a sign of falling in love, those people will definitely flock to him. Our business is devoured to the brim."

Jia Er said with a bit of regret: "But even if Song SIR is great, so what? Doing the same thing, Angela in Group A next door can earn 1000 million a year. Song SIR made twice the performance goal last year, and this year's salary increase Including the year-end bonus and dividends, it will only be 500 million. Angela got the shares after joining the company for one year, and the general manager and the others still refuse to sign the shares for Song SIR."

Han Chengye was a little surprised, the executives of the company more or less had shares in the Han family, but Song Rong didn't?Can't help asking: "Why is this?"

"Why? Do you still need to think about it?" Wen Sen took over, "Sir Song is at this age, what if he gets married and has children immediately after taking the shares? What if we have two children for three years and take three months of maternity leave every year? "

"That's right, can the surnamed Han agree? It's not for the surnamed Han."

Han Chengye: "..."

During the business trip for a day and a half, there were many things left behind. Han Chengye filled out the business trip report, connected with the people from Huamao for the final business, and when he recovered, there was no one around.

When I returned home under the starlight, I heard the sound of the piano as soon as I entered the door. It was a dream wedding.

Han Chengye changed his shoes and went to the piano room.

Han Xiuyuan was wearing a white shirt and a black casual suit, playing in front of the piano with his eyes closed.

Many people will use this piano piece as an accompaniment at their wedding, but in fact, the tune of this piece is sad, and the story behind it is that they can't get what they want, and it ends in tragedy.

At the end of the song, Han Chengye applauded heartily.

Han Xiuyuan stroked the keys and said to Han Chengye, "Do you play?"

Han Chengye shrugged, "I haven't played for a long time."

Han Xiuyuan stood up and gave up the piano chair, "Play it, tomorrow... it will be sent away."

"Send it away? Why?" Han Chengye looked at this wooden piano. It was not expensive or even cheap, but it was Han Xiuyuan's favorite thing.

——The soul of music comes from the performer, not the instrument itself.

When Han Xiuyuan taught him how to play the piano, he would never forget to say this sentence.Han Xiuyuan's love and care every time he uses the piano is seen by the young Han Xiaobao.

My brother likes the piano from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, this wooden piano has a special meaning. It is the dowry of the eldest brother and father. It was very honorable and honorable to have such a wooden piano at home 30 years ago.

Han Xiuyuan sighed, and pressed three Do-Re-Mi keys on the keyboard, "Father will bring Dad back in a while, I called the doctor, and the doctor suggested that Dad should try not to see the things from the past, so as not to Touching the scene creates emotion. This way the disease may be brought under control."

"That's it." Han Chengye sat down after hearing this, and touched the keys lightly, "Then let's play some happy tunes."

After Han Chengye finished speaking, his slender fingers jumped quickly on the keys. Han Xiuyuan listened to it for a while, then smiled and said, "Bach's well-tempered G minor?"

Time seemed to return to that summer many years ago. The two brothers sat side by side, one big and one small. Han Xiuyuan put Han Xiaobao's chubby little hands on the keys and said impatiently: "Study hard. If you can have a job, even if you become a piano teacher for someone else, you won’t starve to death.”

Han Chengye played the music, and soon became intoxicated with it. The lively notes danced in the air. Han Xiuyuan listened to Bach's equal temperament after Han Chengye's transposition, and nodded in satisfaction, "It's a good change. It can fool laymen."

The music stopped abruptly at the climax, and Han Chengye stuck out his tongue, "As expected of a professional, you can understand it as soon as you hear it. I can't do it. I just recognize a score. I can't grasp the technique and rhythm well, and I don't understand the music well." not enough."

Han Xiuyuan patted Han Chengye on the shoulder, "You have done a good job."

Han Chengye lowered his head, thought for a while and said, "Then... I'm going to move out first these few days?"

"Father seems to have other arrangements." Han Xiuyuan closed the lid of the piano, "It's okay, Xiaobao, it has nothing to do with you. Don't have psychological pressure, and don't always feel that you owe us something."

Han Chengye lowered his head and did not speak again.He understood that this was his brother's tenderness.

But gentle people are always hurt.

The same goes for Song SIR, who is obviously so outstanding and capable, but he can't get equal treatment.

This is not fair.

Why do people simply use differentiation results to define whether a person is good or not?

For the family, Alpha does not need to bear the task of reproduction, and in peaceful times, Omega is also needed to share the financial burden.

As far as the society is concerned, Alpha has more promotion channels, while Omega is still difficult to gain people's recognition even if it puts in twice as much effort.

The next day, when Han Chengye came home from get off work, the piano room was already empty.

"Master." Uncle Fu knocked on the door, "Madam and Eldest Young Master are back, Master asked you to go downstairs to see Madam."

Han Chengye felt a little uneasy. He remembered the dispute in the attic when he was young, and the shadow lingered.

After tidying up his clothes, Han Chengye went downstairs and saw the man with gray temples, his skin was pale, his eyes were dull, and his back was slightly hunchbacked... It was far from the bookish man in his memory.

"Hello." Han Chengye held out his hand facing the man.

This familiar scene is the same as back then, when his mother brought him to the door, stretched out her hand to him and said, "Hello, I am the woman whose husband is outside."

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14. Painful Memories

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was startled, and it took a long time before he realized, "You... hello."

Uncle Fu took out his teacup and said softly, "Master said on the phone that he won't be home in 10 minutes." Then he turned to the man and said, "Ma'am, Master bought you a cake and said your birthday is coming soon. You celebrate early."

These words made Liu Nian's originally stagnant eyes rippling. At first it was because her husband still remembered the joy of his birthday, but then he became anxious and looked down at his clothes in a panic.

"Xiao Yuan, do my clothes look good? Is it too old-fashioned? Does it make you uncomfortable?" After Liu Nian finished speaking, he hurriedly lowered his head to check his clothes.

Han Xiuyuan's heart bleeds, Liu Nian is a simple person, so simple that even after so many years, he still has husband and wife affection for Han Jingshan, and still believes that that person will have a prodigal son one day.

"Dad, it looks very nice. The clothes and pants are new, very good."

Liu Nian was still a little uneasy. When he was arranging his clothes, he found his own fingers and exclaimed, "Oh, my nails are so long, I look like a monster who wants to eat people. Jingshan saw it and said I Yes. He called me back and wanted to celebrate my birthday again, just to have a good time with me in the future, how could I see him so sloppily..."

When Liu Nian spoke this long series of words, although he still stumbled, he was much more fluent than the previous video.

It was inconceivable for Han Xiuyuan to hear his father say these words shyly. He once heard the doctor say that his father's illness lies in the knot in his heart, and he can only be cured if he gets out of the knot in his heart.

Seeing that his son was silent, Liu Nian pinched his son's arm uneasily, and said coquettishly, "Xiao Yuan, cut it off for me."

Han Chengye rushed upstairs to get the trimming kit. The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, helped Liu Nian to fix it.

It seems that the joy affected Liu Nian, his words gradually increased, his brain seemed to be active, and there were lights in his eyes, "Oh, this young man is really pretty good. Xiao Yuan, who is he?" ah?"

Han Chengye was startled, he changed his name, but Liu Nian didn't know this name.

"Master, you are back."

Everyone greeted Han Jingshan cautiously because of Han Jingshan's arrival. Han Jingshan smiled when he saw Liu Nian, "Isn't this very good?"

At the dinner table, Liu Nian frequently picked up vegetables for Han Jingshan. When Han Jingshan saw the place where Liu Nian's chopsticks were wet with saliva, he frowned and said, "I have enough to eat. Don't pick up vegetables for me." He changed a bowl of rice.

"Oh, don't throw it away. There are so many vegetables, what a waste." Because of Liu Nian's illness, his mind was still stuck in the time of economic contraction more than 20 years ago. At that time, 50 yuan of vegetable gold could be used for a whole week.

Han Jingshan looked a little displeased after hearing this, as if some bad memories had been evoked, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little tense.

"No waste, no waste, I'll eat." Han Chengye waved at Uncle Fu, and poured the half bowl of food that Han Jingshan didn't want into his own bowl.

Seeing that the food was not wasted, Liu Nian calmed down. Han Xiuyuan glanced at Han Chengye gratefully, and Han Chengye smiled back.

With a "bang", Han Jingshan put his rice bowl heavily on the table, and said angrily to Han Chengye: "Is the Han family bankrupt? Are you going to let you eat leftovers? Are you starved or reincarnated? Come on!" Want to eat other people's leftovers? You look poor! Who are you showing this to? Show me!"

A pun, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai.

Han Chengye lowered his eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry, father. I will pay attention next time."

Han Xiuyuan on the other side felt his father's fear and took this note in his heart.

"Hmph." Han Jingshan took a sip of tea. He would occasionally put on sheepskin to show generosity and friendliness, but he would not wear sheepskin forever, for as long as 10 minutes and as short as ten seconds.

Today's role-playing was too long for Han Jingshan, he finally couldn't continue, so he went straight to the point and said to Liu Nian: "I think your illness is almost cured. There will be one next week." At the charity gala, you will attend it with me. At the gala, you told the media that Chengye is your son, just to take care of you, and you often run around the country, so you don’t show up much. Do you hear me clearly?"

Liu Nian looked at Han Jingshan, his eyes became dull again, he didn't react, and said stupidly: "I don't have any other sons, I only have one son, Xiaoyuan. Why do you want me to say that he is mine? son?"

"I told you to say so and you just say so! Where did you come from so much nonsense!" Han Jingshan stood up and asked Fu Bo to greet the driver.

Seeing this, Liu Nian immediately became emotional. He threw himself on Han Jingshan, grabbed his arm tightly, and overlaid his past memories with the present situation, "Where are you going? Are you going to find that woman again! Jingshan , you can’t go to that woman! We have a family! We have children!”

Liu Nian turned his head, only a pair of red eyes remained on his pale face, "Xiao Yuan, come here quickly! Tell your father not to go to that woman!"

"Are you crazy enough?" Han Jingshan pushed hard, Liu Nian's feet were unsteady, and he fell to the ground.Han Jingshan wiped his hands with a paper towel in disgust, and then threw it on the ground, "It's like a crazy person, and I still have such a strange smell on my body. Why did I go blind and marry you?"

Han Jingshan took the driver and left. Liu Nian sat on the ground and began to cry. Han Xiuyuan knelt on the ground and held Liu Nian in his arms. "Dad, don't cry. Let's go back to the hospital, shall we?"

Seeing this, Fu Bo and He's mother panicked, Han Chengye waved to them and told them to go back to their room.Then he walked to Liu Nian and half knelt down, handing over a pack of tissues.

Nestled in his son's arms, Liu Nian was emotional but helpless, "When I married him, he was just a small bank teller, and he was late every day. I was in charge of production in a state-owned enterprise, and when I went home It's late too."

"He can only eat overnight meals with me when he goes home every day. I don't want him to work so hard. In order to let him eat a hot meal, I quit my job and went home to wash his clothes and cook for him."

"At that time, I had a big belly, and the factory manager told me to let me resign after giving birth, so that I could get a subsidy. But it happened to be winter at that time, and I couldn't bear him to ride a bicycle for an hour to go home. I can't eat anything."

"After I resigned, his salary alone could not support his family, so I taught others to play the piano to make money. Even if it is half a month before the due date, I still have to teach three students a day. Two mornings, one afternoon, It can't be at night, because he is tired at home and wants to sleep, so there can't be any sound..."

Speaking of this, Liu Nian was already sobbing.

"Then that woman came! That country girl came!"

"A guy from the countryside who doesn't understand anything, works as a nanny for someone else's family, and brings the employer's child to piano lessons!"

"It just so happened that he was on a bank holiday that day, so he saw that woman! They were flirting right in front of me! They were flirting right in front of me! They were flirting right in front of me!"

Liu Nian hammered his thigh with his fist in pain, his hoarse voice cracked with excitement.

"In order to support that woman, he gave her 1000 yuan a month, which was 20 yuan 1000 years ago!"

"The house more than 20 years ago cost only a few hundred yuan per level, but he gave her 1000 yuan every month!"

When Han Chengye heard this, he bowed his head guiltily.

Han Xiuyuan stroked Liu Nian's chest, giving him comfort, "Dad, stop talking, let's get out of here, okay?"

After hearing this, Liu Nian shook his head in resistance, "No, you can't get divorced...you will be criticized... Anyway, that bitch is dead too, and that bastard is gone...he is here..." When Liu Nian said this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and he reached out and grabbed Han Chengye by the collar, "Why did he tell me that you are my son? Who are you? Who are you!"

Han Chengye's eyes overlapped with those in his memory.

Liu Nian thought about that day, the woman touched her swollen abdomen and said arrogantly to him: "You had a difficult labor when you gave birth to Xiuyuan, and you won't get pregnant again. But I'm different. I'm younger than you. One, and another in my stomach. What are you comparing me to? You old thing."

The memory dissipated, and Liu Nian suddenly realized.

"You are her son? You are that bitch's son?!" Liu Nian slapped Han Chengye angrily, "Why do you look so similar to your mother! Why do you look so similar to that bitch! Why is that Bitch's son! Why!"

"Father!" Han Xiuyuan grabbed Liu Nian's hand, but Liu Nian's body suddenly stiffened, he had difficulty breathing, and his whole body kept twitching. It looked like epilepsy, but it was actually a complication after extreme emotional fluctuations.

"I...I'm going to drive..." Han Chengye stood up, sniffed, and went to the garage.

Liu Nian was sent to a private hospital for rest and isolation, and Han Xiuyuan went to go through the hospitalization procedures.

Han Chengye bought a bottle of Coke from the self-service beverage machine, stood by the window, and looked at the street scene in a daze.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a familiar voice called him softly, "Chengye?"

Han Chengye turned around and saw Song Rong wearing a white turtleneck sweater and holding a black coat in his hand, looking at him tenderly, just like when they first met.

"Why are you here?" Song Rong walked over, but saw the young man who was originally confused, suddenly showing a helpless and sad expression, his watery eyes were filled with messages for help.

"What's wrong?" Song Rong only felt his shoulders sink and his chest warm, and the boy in front of him suddenly hugged him tightly, and a soft coquettish voice sounded in his ears, "Just this time, don't push me away, okay?" good?"

Song Rong stretched out his hand, gently stroked Han Chengye's back, and said softly, "Okay."

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15. I will let him die

The two sat side by side on chairs in the hospital corridor, Han Chengye squeezed a Coke with both hands, and remained silent.

This passage can be regarded as an air vent, the windows are all open, and the opening of the central air conditioner is far away from here.

Seeing that he was only wearing a shirt, Song Rong put his coat on him, and said softly: "Chengye, what happened? If you want, tell me, okay? Let me Share it for you."

Han Chengye's expression was still bitter after hearing this, but he forced a smile and said softly, "Didn't you say last time not to tell you about your private affairs?"

Song Rong put his hands on his knees, summoned up his courage and said, "I want to know now. Chengye, I want to know everything about you now. Are you willing to tell me?"

Han Chengye sniffed, obviously he was tall and handsome, but at this moment he was like a child, fragile and helpless.

After a long time, Han Chengye breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were slightly red, and he said hoarsely: "My mother... is someone else's concubine. I didn't have a name or registered permanent residence until I was 17 years old. I was... a wild child."

"Wild child" is the scar that he has been unwilling to face since he became Han Chengye.He always thought that changing his identity would allow him to let go of the past calmly, but it doesn't seem to be possible now.Han Xiaobao couldn't hide his thoughts, and neither could Han Chengye.

He needs to have a channel to pour out.

He who lost his diary, at this moment, in front of Song Rong, told the secret that had been suppressed for a long time.

"I was in physical education class that day. I didn't feel well. I hid in the bathroom and didn't dare to come out. The skin all over my body hurt like it was about to crack. There was a strange smell on my body, and I couldn't wash it off... I was afraid that others... would laugh at me .”

Song Rong patted Han Chengye's head and comforted him softly: "Silly boy, you are divided. Everyone will be like this, Beta will too, but Alpha and Omega are more obvious and uncomfortable. This is not a bad thing, no one will laugh at you .”

"No, I was really scared at that time. My father said that if I differentiated into an Omega, he would throw me and my mother away, and he would no longer pay my tuition fees, nor would he pay my mother's medical expenses. I thought about dying in the past, and after I die, no one will know what I will be transformed into, and he will not refuse to pay my mother for medical expenses."

"Chengye, you can't think like this. You were not yet an adult at the time, and your father should have raised you." Song Rong calmed Han Chengye's pain gently, and guided, "What happened later?"

"Later... Later I passed out in the toilet. My classmates called the teacher, and the teacher took me to the hospital. I was very scared... I didn't want my mother to know. After I returned to school from the hospital, my father was already at school and helped me Transfer procedures, he asked me to see my mother for the last time, he said he would take me away and let me go to study elsewhere..."

Seeing Han Chengye recalling the painful appearance of the past, Song Rong's eyes were also moist, "He wants to take you away from your mother?"

Han Chengye nodded, "Mom is undergoing chemotherapy, and all her hair has fallen out. Uncle Fu told me that the medical expenses for cancer are very expensive. Father and mother are not married, so there is no obligation to pay for mother's medical expenses. But as long as I go with my father, He will continue to treat his mother. My mother begged me on the hospital bed to let me not listen to him."

Only then did Song Rong understand that under the seemingly sunny appearance, Han Chengye's heart was sensitive and fragile.

The lack of paternal love made him form a flattering personality to a certain extent, and he became a good boy in everyone's eyes.

The unequal status of the biological father and the biological mother made him feel inferior and inferior on the basis of a flattering personality, forming a distorted mentality that others are so good at what he does, but he is not worthy or comparable.

Song Rong finally understands why Han Chengye, who has advanced education and perfect appearance, always hides a trace of inferiority in his bones, always does not fight or grabs, and habitually doubts himself.

Holding Han Chengye's hands, Song Rong firmly said: "Chengye, you have to believe in yourself. You are excellent, you are really excellent. You are better than most of the people you meet!"

"No...no..."

"Why not? You are a student of Q University, which is the second-ranked school in the country. The number of people who take the college entrance examination in the country exceeds 1000 and 1 million each year, but the top two universities enroll no more than 0.1 students each year. People. In terms of probability, the admission rate is less than [-]%, you are really outstanding."

"But... I can't always do anything well."

"That's because you haven't been in contact with it. Work is not studying. There is no set textbook, but you have your own learning methods. You are doing really well. I really never thought that you could talk to people from Huamao within a week. It's a really big thing to do all the docking, and you're new to it, it's really cool!"

The dumb hair on Han Chengye's head drooped, and he said dejectedly, "That's because Song Sir is very gentle and comforting me, that's why he said that. I know, what I did was not good at all."

Song Rong was rotten by that pitiful appearance, he didn't know why this kid got into a dead end, so he could only try his best to praise and coax him.

At the same time, in the ward, there was also one sobbing and one coaxing.

The nurse put on a new drip for Liu Nian.

After the uproar before, Liu Nian had to calm down due to the exhaustion of his body, but he was still emotionally unbalanced, sobbing: "Why does he always say that I have a strange smell... I don't have a strange smell... I No……"

"Dad, that's not a strange smell, it's the smell of pheromones. Everyone has it, and everyone is different."

Han Xiuyuan covered Liu Nian with a quilt, and there was a sudden commotion in the corridor. The nurse on duty ran in and said to Han Xiuyuan, "Mr. Han, the gentleman who came with you was too excited in the corridor."

When Han Xiuyuan came to the passageway, he saw Han Chengye was panting heavily from his cheeks flushed to the base of his neck, and was wearing a black coat that was one size smaller.

"What's wrong with you? What are you yelling at in the hospital?" Han Chengye looked at Han Chengye's coat, "Don't wear such ill-fitting clothes in the future, didn't I give you money last time, go buy something that suits you .”

Han Chengye stared blankly at the coat on his body, took it off, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

Han Xiuyuan was startled, "I didn't tell you to take it off now, what are you doing smelling it?" It's like a pervert!

Before he finished speaking, Han Xiuyuan saw Han Chengye holding the coat in his arms like a treasure, and couldn't help frowning: Is it possible that people who enter the hospital will not work well?

Disgusted: "Xiaobao, you go back. It's late, go to bed early."

"Brother!" Han Xiuyuan was stopped before he took two steps, and the person behind him said stupidly: "Brother, would you kiss someone to comfort them..."

Han Xiuyuan was stunned for two seconds, looked at Han Chengye's 1.8-meter tall man writhing around, took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Hello, Doctor Lu? Yes, alas, something happened at home recently, my brother The spirit seems to be a little abnormal. Well, I will arrange for him to be hospitalized today, and when you check my father tomorrow, you will check him too, thank you."

After Han Chengye saw his brother mumbling on the phone, he walked towards him and patted himself on the shoulder, "Chengye, I have something to do today, can you stay in the hospital for me and help me take care of my father for one night?" ?”

Half an hour later, Han Chengye, who was lying on the hospital bed, asked Han Xiuyuan curiously, "Brother, why do I live next door to my uncle?"

"This floor is all single rooms."

"Aren't I an escort? Don't I need to sleep in an escort bed?"

"I'm afraid you won't be used to sleep."

"But I think it's kind of weird."

"Don't talk anymore, go to bed early after taking the sedative, I will ask you for leave tomorrow, you don't have to go to the company, you know?"

"Why should I sedate..." The little nurse inserted a needle into Han Chengye's arm.

In his sleep, the young Han Xiaobao was sitting in the corridor aggrieved, Song Rong came over to comfort him and said, "Xiaobao, why are you unhappy?"

"They said I was a wild child and wouldn't play with me."

Song Rong squatted halfway, tilted his head and said, "Then how about I play with you?"

"it is good."

The two were playing on slides, building blocks, and sand in the kindergarten...

Han Xiaobao raised his head, and said in a childlike voice, "Song SIR, why are you being so nice to me?"

Song Rong smiled softly: "Because I like you." After speaking, he held Han Xiaobao's face and kissed him on the forehead.

Han Xiaobao who was kissed by Song Rong grew up with a bang and became Han Chengye.

Is this a spring|dream?Han Chengye thought so.

Han Xiuyuan, who left the hospital, did not go home, but drove to the law firm. Attorney Yan was already waiting in the meeting room.

"Sorry, Lawyer Yan, I called you over so late."

Lawyer Yan spread his hands, "You are my big client, of course I will treat you with [-]% service attitude, sit down, coffee or tea?"

"Anything you want." Han Xiuyuan sat down, and said straight to the point: "I came here to know how far the evidence I have now can be achieved?"

Lawyer Yan put the coffee in front of Han Xiuyuan and made a helpless gesture, "The question is not how far you can do it, but what you want."

Han Xiuyuan tapped the table with his index finger, "I'm going to make him bankrupt! Put him in jail! Make him never turn over again! Let him die utterly!"

Lawyer Yan sighed after hearing this, "Let him go bankrupt and go to jail, based on the evidence you have now, it's completely achievable. But...you have to think about your father."

"What?" Dad was Han Xiuyuan's weakness, he calmed down, "How should I say it?"

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16. Old occupational diseases

Lawyer Yan pushed the thick lenses in front of his eyes, "Han Jingshan didn't divorce your father because the husband and wife's property is shared. Therefore, the debts of the husband and wife are also shared. Once Han Jingshan goes bankrupt, your father goes bankrupt." , A bankrupt person will be restricted from spending, and the hospital your father is currently in is a high-end private hospital, which is high consumption and is not allowed."

Han Xiuyuan thought for a while, "Can you say that my father has a history of mental illness, and he doesn't understand it at all. I can go and issue certificates, and it doesn't matter how many certificates are issued."

Lawyer Yan shook his head, "This is not acceptable. If you can get rid of all your debts and resume normal consumption with just one certificate, then anyone can be an old man."

"Then...I invite the equipment and the doctor to my home, is that okay?"

"The cost will be very high. I know that you have made some private investments over the years, and it is more than enough to start a small company. If you continue to work hard, you will be able to reach the height of your father in less than ten years, but, just Now, this part of the cost is not something you can afford."

Han Xiuyuan slammed his fist on the table.

"In addition, your dad needs to have a kidney test every year. This can only be done by going to the lighthouse. Once he is restricted from spending, he can no longer fly. And a private jet is not something you can afford now. of."

Han Xiuyuan looked at the "evidence" in the phone, and pressed the power button on the left to put the phone into sleep.