Kanto Fengyue

Said: "Isn't it good to be friends?"

Shen Ye abruptly withdrew his hand from Han Jianfeng's grasp, and said in a stiff tone: "Not good. You are too strong."

Han Jianfeng persuaded softly: "Shen Ye, can you not leave? Because of such a small matter, it's not good to break the relationship."

Shen Ye's anger was ignited again, and it burned even more vigorously, and he scolded in a cold voice: "Han Jianfeng, you are endless. I am a man of seven feet, why should I put down my self-esteem and pester you! If you flirt with others, I will feel uncomfortable." In the end, he couldn't restrain himself, and directly yelled at the beast: "I will feel uncomfortable! Do you understand!"

"I understand." Han Jianfeng lowered his eyelids, his expression darkened for a moment.

"It's good if you understand." Shen Ye replied briefly with a cold face.

Han Jianfeng didn't say anything else, but subconsciously pulled Shen Ye lightly, and blurted out the words "don't go".

"Why are you still holding me, let go!" Shen Ye waved his arm unceremoniously, Han Jianfeng's injury was not healed, and he easily broke away.

With a gloomy face, Shen Ye continued coldly: "Don't you still have the third master, and that Liang Jiqiu, who will automatically come to your door to serve you."

Han Jianfeng looked at him calmly, and resumed his usual calm posture: "Are you really going to break up with me?"

Shen Ye glanced at him coldly: "I am a doctor, and it is my bounden duty to save the dying and heal the wounded. If you are about to die one day, send someone to me, and I will save you." When he said this, his expression was extremely firm, determined Even Han Jianfeng almost completely believed that Shen Ye was about to disappear forever.

Han Jianfeng looked at Shen Ye's straight back disappearing at the door with a sense of loss, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart.

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☆、Thoughts of Jianjia

Shen Ye left the Han Mansion angrily like this, the night was getting dark, and the weather in early winter in Manchuria was already very cold.Shen Ye was wearing thin clothes and walking on the almost deserted street, when the night wind blew, he shivered helplessly, tightened his collar and continued to walk forward.

It was already midnight when he arrived at Zhang Yaoyun's house.Zhang Yaoyun heard the eager knock on the door, thought something happened, put on a coat and hurried out to open the door.

Seeing Shen Ye standing outside the door in a daze, eyes staring, he was startled at first.He is a meticulous person, he probably already guessed that Shen Ye had something bad to do with Han Jianfeng again, so without asking anything, he silently took his box and let Shen Ye into the house.He gave up his bed to Shen Ye, hugged the quilt and went to sleep in Xiaoxue's small bed.

Shen Ye fell headlong into the bed and slept until the next day.A few days ago, I took care of Han Jianfeng and hardly slept well. When his injury was almost healed, because he hadn't seen patients for many days, there was a backlog of too many patients, and he was too busy to see a doctor.So even if you have a backlog of worries, once your boat is over, you will feel relaxed.He closed his eyes and fell asleep easily.

Shen Ye lived at Zhang Yaoyun's house for three days, whenever she was free, she would go out to look at the house.But after looking around, either the rent is too high, or the cheap environment is too bad, and I can't find what I want after looking around.

On the fourth day, new snowflakes fell from the sky. This was the first snowfall in Manchuria this year. Snowflakes scattered from the sky one after another, falling and flying like feathers.The snow kept falling for a day and a night, and finally it turned into a goose feather snow, covering the whole world with snow, and when I went out, the snow covered my knees.It is not common for the first snow to fall so heavily, even in the icy and snowy Northland.

Zhang Yaoyun came home and was busy cooking.Although Shen Ye knew nothing about housework, he still reached out to help.Zhang Yaoyun's cooking is not good, but fortunately, Shen Ye is not picky, unlike He Yaoting who is difficult to serve, he doesn't like anything.

When the food was served, Zhang Yaoyun didn't talk to Shen Ye intentionally or unintentionally as usual, but ate in silence.Shen Ye also felt that the atmosphere was not right, thinking that something had happened, he bowed his head to eat cooperatively and silently.

After a while, Zhang Yaoyun put down the bowl and chopsticks, thought for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Doctor Shen, Jianfeng's place, are you planning to go back?"

Shen Ye also put down his chopsticks, and replied firmly, "Yes, because I don't want to see this person."

Zhang Yaoyun frowned slightly: "Doctor Shen, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's so serious, you can just say it."

Zhang Yaoyun said in a low voice: "Jianfeng is sick, very sick. I heard from Yao Ting that it was caused by wound inflammation, and he has been running a high fever. Yao Ting asked him to go to the hospital, but he just refused. You ...do you want to go and see him?"

Shen Ye was taken aback, and almost cried out: "What? He looks good, how could his wound be infected? No, I have to go and see!" Throwing down his chopsticks, he immediately went to find the medicine box, knocked down the chair in a hurry, and The soy sauce bottle was knocked over.After he hastily packed up the medical supplies, he ran out with the medicine box.

Zhang Yaoyun hurriedly ran out to catch up with him: "Mr. Shen, you don't have any coat on. In this cold weather, no matter how urgent you are, you have to wear enough clothes." Then he handed the cotton coat to Shen Ye.Only then did he realize that he was walking in such a hurry that he didn't even wear his coat.

It was severe winter at this time, there were no rickshaws on the road, and the trams were closed due to the heavy snow. When it got dark, there were very few pedestrians on the street.Shen Ye trotted and dashed all the way to the Han Mansion, but fortunately Zhang Yaoyun's house was not too far away.

When the housekeeper opened the door, he was startled to see Dr. Shen covered in snowflakes and air-conditioned.When he was in a daze, Shen Ye was already walking in, complaining majesticly: "I've only been walking for a few days, why did he get inflammation in his wound, and how did you take care of him!"

When Shen Ye lived in the Han residence, the servants were sick, and he took care of them, so he charged a fee for the medicine.So the servants of the Han house respected him a lot.Shen Ye became angry, and the officials just kept a good face. While guiding Shen Ye, he explained respectfully: "Mr. Shen, you don't know something. Isn't it snowing a lot these days? The heating pipe was frozen and cracked. When Mr. Han came out to look, it happened that the water pipe was spraying water all over his body, which probably caused the wound to become inflamed. In addition, there is no heating in the mansion these days, and the husband suffered from cold again."

Shen Ye's eyebrows straightened up, and he asked sharply: "Then why doesn't he live in Xueyuan, and you don't persuade him?"

The official replied embarrassingly: "I have persuaded, but Mr. Han just didn't listen. Mr. He came to persuade him, but he ignored him, and finally drove Mr. He away in anger. Dr. Shen, please take a look at him. Han Mr. has a fever, does not eat or take medicine, and all the doctors he invited were kicked out by him."

Walking to Han Jianfeng's door, Shen Ye frowned impatiently: "Okay, I got it. Go and do your work, I'll do it with you."

After Shen Ye entered the door, he saw Han Jianfeng was covered with a quilt and had a fever, and his whole body was so cold that he couldn't stop shivering.Shen Ye stretched out his hand and pulled off the quilt that was half covered his face. Seeing that Han Jianfeng's face was pale and bluish, his cheeks were slightly flushed due to fever, and two blisters formed at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help stretching out his hand. , Probing his forehead, it was already burning hot.Shen Ye was startled immediately, his heart sank.

With his eyes closed, Han Jianfeng suddenly held Shen Ye's hand that was caressing his face, slowly opened his eyes, and hummed angrily, "Shen Ye, are you here?"

"I'll come and see you. Are you still confused?" He said as he lifted the quilt and lifted the hem of Han Jianfeng's pajamas.The wound on the rib was somewhat infected, and some pus and blood had already flowed out, which was mottled and bloody, which was very hideous.

When Shen Ye saw it, he was startled at first, and then he was furious, and couldn't help shouting: "I was fine when I left, it's only been a few days, how could it be like this!" He picked up a medicine bottle and threw it at the corner of the wall as a tool to vent his anger. The glass shattered to the ground.

Shen Ye got angry, calmed down a little, and calmly injected anesthetics for him, then used a scalpel to remove the festering areas, and then applied anti-inflammatory drugs.Han Jianfeng just lay there quietly, following the movement of gouging out the flesh, he groaned slightly and trembled violently.

After everything was dealt with, he covered him with the quilt again, Shen Ye put away the medicine box, turned around and poured a glass of water, and fed Han Jianfeng to drink it bit by bit.They found a bunch of anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-fever drugs and forced him to drink them one by one.

Han Jianfeng had barely eaten these days, and his stomach could not withstand the sudden stimulation of the medicine, so he vomited out all the medicine he had just taken.When Shen Ye saw him vomited, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was suffering, his heart throbbed with pain.

If I can't take the medicine, I have to get an injection. Anti-inflammation is one aspect. If a good person continues to burn like this, the organs will burn out.

Seeing his half-dead look, Shen Ye was in a hurry, and the medicines he took were all large doses of anti-inflammatory drugs with strong irritation.The liquid medicine flowed into the blood vessel along with the needle tube, and the capillaries on Han Jianfeng's arm expanded accordingly.

Shen Ye gently raised his arm, put it carefully in his hand, and said softly: "This medicine is effective, but the arm will hurt when you inject it. I'll rub it for you, and it won't hurt after rubbing it warm. "Then carefully help him rub his arm through the sleeve one by one.In fact, Han Jianfeng had a fever and a headache at this time, and the wound on his body was also painful. The small pain of the injection was nothing.

This bottle of medicine is a stimulant medicine, Shen Ye was afraid that the medicine liquid would flow in too fast, and it would stimulate Han Jianfeng to vomit, so he slowed down the dripping speed.He kept rubbing Han Jianfeng's arm, and when the bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine was finished, Han Jianfeng's sleeves were rubbed brightly.

Shen Ye helped him pull out the needle, stood up and beat his back, twisted his neck, and there was a crisp sound of Kaba, probably because he had been sitting in the same position for a long time, and then helped him tuck the quilt again.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, it was almost dawn at this time, Shen Ye tried Han Jianfeng's body temperature again, and the temperature dropped a little.He breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt hungry, ready to eat something.

Han Jianfeng suddenly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently grab Shen Ye: "Don't go." A pair of peach blossom eyes, full of desperation and sadness, reflected in Shen Ye's eyes like water , both desolate and sad.

Shen Ye felt sore for a while, bent down to help him tuck the corners of the quilt, and patted the quilt lightly: "I won't go."

Han Jianfeng hugged him almost with all his strength when he was leaning over, and managed to say a word with all his strength: "Don't go, Shen Ye, don't go."

Shen Ye pressed her whole body against him, and was afraid of hurting him, so she barely supported her body with her arms, looked at Han Jianfeng tenderly, and said softly, "What's wrong with you? Does the wound hurt?"

Han Jianfeng still looked at him with those passionate eyes, and called out pitifully softly: "No, Shen Ye, I miss you a little bit."

Shen Ye immediately became angry when he heard the words, he lied to me again, he was saying those jokes again!Shen Ye shook off his hug, and roared at him: "Han Jianfeng, why are you still saying such things to me!" If it weren't for seeing him sick now, Shen Ye really wanted to drag him out of the bed, violently Beat up.

Han Jianfeng frowned slightly, and whispered: "I'm just expressing my true thoughts." She looked aggrieved, and suddenly let go of Shen Ye's hand, turned around and put the quilt on her head , sighed muffledly under the quilt: "You go, you have to go anyway, it doesn't matter if you go early or late." There was infinite sadness in the tone.

Shen Ye was startled, feeling uncomfortable for a while, feeling as if she had bullied him.He lowered his head, kissed Han Jianfeng's quilt lightly, and said softly, "Jianfeng, I'm sorry. I... will come to see you tomorrow." Turned over, and ordered the housekeeper to come and take care of her.

Shen Ye left the Han Mansion and went to have a meal first. He felt that his unkempt appearance was not suitable for appearing in front of patients, so he went to the bathhouse to take a bath. It was already afternoon when he left the bathhouse. He changed his clothes and went to see Diagnosed.

Back at Zhang's house at night, Zhang Yaoyun met him, but he patted Shen Ye's shoulder meaningfully, turned around and went to work in the kitchen without saying anything.

When sleeping at night, Shen Ye lay flat, stared at the ceiling in a daze, turned around again when his body was sore, and couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tossed and turned.Han Jianfeng's pale face and that sad and lonely appearance kept flashing in his mind.Shen Ye couldn't help thinking, Han's mansion is so big and cold, if Han Jianfeng is alone in that house at this time, will it be very cold, lonely, and desolate.

Shen Ye was thinking about him in his heart, and couldn't lie down anymore, turned over, put on his clothes secretly, and slipped out quietly.

Han Jianfeng heard someone knocking lightly on the door, he struggled to get up to open it, and wobbled to the door.Shen Ye stood outside the door coldly, his fair cheeks were flushed red from running.Han Jianfeng was taken aback when he saw him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Shen Ye took a breath, adjusted her breathing, looked up at Han Jianfeng, and said softly, "Jianfeng, I'm here."

The two of them didn't know who took a step forward first, and they hugged each other tightly for a moment.

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☆, a different kind of Chinese New Year

From then on, Shen Ye felt worried every night, and then secretly ran to take care of Han Jianfeng, and sneaked back to Zhang Yaoyun's house at dawn.

Every time he returned to Zhang's house, Zhang Yaoyun just stared at him meaningfully for a while without asking any questions.Seeing that Shen Ye's heart was bristling, he felt very guilty that Zhang Yaoyun must have noticed that he sneaked out every night, but he was afraid of embarrassing himself, so he didn't tell the truth.

Every time Shen Ye came to this time, he secretly thought: "When Han Jianfeng is in good health, I will never go to his place again. When he is in better health, then I will look for a house."

Under Shen Ye's careful care, Han Jianfeng recovered quickly from his injuries.Although he has not fully recovered, his spirits have recovered, and his fever is no longer there.

On this day, when Shen Ye was packing the medicine box, he couldn't help but smile slightly.Seeing that he had never had such a happy expression in the past few days, Han Jianfeng couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"

Without even thinking about it, Shen Ye replied casually, "I'm happy, that's why I laughed."

Han Jianfeng helped him put the medicine bottle into the medicine box, and continued to ask: "What is so happy?"

Shen Ye replied with a pleasant expression: "Can't I be happy? I feel happy that you are safe and sound, free from illness and disaster, and then I laughed."

"Shen Ye...you are so kind." Han Jianfeng also smiled, smiling very heartily, approaching him quietly, resting his head on Shen Ye's shoulder, slowly rubbing against him, sniffing at him With a fresh breath on his body, he said sincerely: "Thank you."

Shen Ye gently pushed him away, and snorted coldly: "Don't get so close to me, I haven't reconciled with you yet."

Han Jianfeng smiled even more happily, leaned closer to him and said quietly: "You know what? It's very interesting when you don't mean what you say." Turning Shen Ye over to face him, stretched out a long white finger, and tapped the tip of his nose: "You cared about me so much, why did you say such things against your will?"

Shen Ye glared at him, and changed the topic: "Jian Feng, why are you humiliating yourself like this?"

Han Jianfeng sighed softly: "Didn't you say that you will come to see me when I am about to die?" A pair of peach blossom eyes, overflowing with a sad luster, made Shen Ye's heart feel sore.

Shen Ye snorted coldly, deliberately not looking at him: "If you don't do it, you won't die!"

Han Jianfeng struggled to hold him, accidentally touched the wound, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and hissed out a word: "It hurts..."

Shen Ye said coldly: "Are you pretending again?" But he unconsciously went to support him, and never let go of his hand.

Han Jianfeng frowned slightly, with a sad beauty: "What are you pretending? I am really in pain. I am about to die of pain."

Shen Ye frowned, and snorted heavily: "Say it doesn't hurt at all in front of He Yaoting, but it hurts to death in front of me. Do you think you are pretending!" Although he said so, but he It could be seen that Han Jianfeng was not pretending, his heart ached, and his heart beat dull and stagnant along with it.

Han Jianfeng whispered thoughtfully: "That's because Yao Ting will be worried if I cry out for pain." Unconsciously, there was an unusual tenderness in his tone.

Shen Ye immediately became furious, and said angrily in a low voice: "You are afraid that he will be worried, so don't I worry?"

Han Jianfeng took Shen Ye's hand and said softly, "I thought that a doctor would be used to seeing life and death, and wouldn't feel anything about illness."

Shen Ye raised his eyebrows, and pulled out his hand calmly: "You are so unreasonable, can it be said that all doctors are hard-hearted?"

Han Jianfeng immediately changed his words: "No, I was wrong." Patiently explained: "For example, you look cold and hard on the surface, but in fact you are very soft-hearted."

Shen Ye gave him a cold look, turned around and took a bowl of medicine, handed it to Han Jianfeng, and ordered firmly: "Take medicine."

Han Jianfeng looked melancholy, frowning slightly, glanced at the eye medicine bowl, and begged, "Can I not take it? This medicine is so bitter."

Shen Ye was not fooled at all, and ordered with a deadpan expression: "If you don't want the wound to hurt any longer, just obediently take the medicine for me!"

Han Jianfeng approached him, put his face on Shen Ye's body and dawdled: "As long as you don't leave me, I will listen to you."

"You owe it!" Shen Ye almost jumped up, pinched Han Jianfeng's nose and was about to force it down.

Han Jianfeng naturally knew Shen Ye's temper, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, I'll just eat." Then he sighed softly: "I hope my injury will never heal."

Shen Ye frowned, and reached out to touch his forehead: "The fever has subsided, why are you still talking nonsense?"

Han Jianfeng stared at Shen Ye, the tenderness in his eyes was enough to make people addicted: "If my injury is not good, you won't leave me."

Han Jianfeng's body is getting better day by day. He was originally just a gunshot wound, but later he became infected by himself. It was delayed until the Spring Festival, and it took half a month to recover.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, at this time of year, Han Jianfeng should go to pay New Year's greetings to He Yaoting, but this year before he passed, He Yaoting came to see him.Seeing that Han Jianfeng had almost recovered, He Yaoting secretly heaved a sigh of relief.The two of them had a very easy life in the past few months. He Yaoting saved half of his previous energy because of Yan Hanlin, a capable person in the business.

After Liang Boyu, the eldest of the Liang family, died, he left a will that was enough to cause the Liang family to fight in chaos for a month.He had no son, and because he had a lot of estrangement from his fourth brother Liang Jiqiu during his lifetime, he left a will, leaving two factories and a real estate in Dandong to Liang Jiqiu.The rest of the property was left to the silly second brother Liang Zhongxian.I don't know if Liang Boyu was confused by his troublesome fourth brother before he was alive. He would rather leave most of the property to the foolish second brother than let the prodigal fourth brother ruin the family property.

The managers of the Liang family now have their own ghosts and go their own way. The Liang family is torn apart and in a mess. It seems that the Liang family, which dominates half of Manchuria, will no longer be able to compete with the He family. This makes He Yaoting breathe a sigh of relief.

During the New Year's Eve, He Yaoting came home at night, and He Yaolin was lighting fireworks in the yard. Sparks shot out of the fireworks tube, and the fire tree was brilliant and colorful.He Yaoting saw him under the night sky, the colorful lights reflected on his little face, which was very cute.

Sun Xingya went to bed early and had already rested by now.The servants also sent home early for the New Year, and there were only two brothers in the yard.He Yaolin became playful, and handed a firework to He Yaoting innocently, raised his face and looked at him with a red nose: "Brother, let's play together, it's fun."

"Okay." He Yaoting took it with a smile, and patted his face lightly. The brightly colored fireworks bloomed in his hands, and the two brothers laughed and laughed for a long time.

This year has been extremely peaceful, and He Yaoting's heart is also drifting with satisfaction.He looked at He Yaolin, the more he looked at him, the more delicate and cute he felt.Pull him over and run him into the house.At this time, He Yaoting was in a good mood, and almost couldn't restrain himself, he pulled He Yaolin over to kiss him on the stairs.

He Yaoting eagerly kissed He Yaolin while tearing his clothes.He Yaolin was overwhelmed by the sudden fiery emotion, until He Yaoting dragged him into the room while kissing him, pushed him down on the soft couch, and then stretched out a pair of arms to wrap around He Yaoting's neck, unable to stop Muttering: "Brother...Brother..."

The two were lingering, when suddenly the door of the bedroom was kicked open, Zhang Yaoyun stood outside the door with a livid face, staring at the disheveled two, his phoenix eyes shone with a stern luster, and his lips trembled: "You guys …”

He Yaoting looked at him in astonishment: "Yaoyun, why are you here?" His enthusiasm suddenly cooled down, "I thought you wouldn't come back after the New Year's Eve dinner this year."

With a straight face, Zhang Yaoyun said coldly, "Xiaoxue wanted to find my little uncle to play with firecrackers, so I brought him here." His tone was calm, and only He Yaoting could keenly detect his suppressed anger.

He Yaolin hurriedly put on his clothes, got out from behind He Yaoting, and whispered, "Brother, I took Xiaoxue to play."

He Yaoting looked up at Zhang Yaoyun's thousand-year-old cold face, buttoned his shirt one by one, and nodded: "Go."

As if He Yaolin had received an amnesty, he slipped out with a chirp.

Zhang Yaoyun took Xiaoxue back to He's house after dinner, and it was rare for him to want to get close to He's family.He happily led the children over for a reunion, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw He Yaoting kissing his younger brother and entering the bedroom.He told Xiaoxue to find his aunt, and then followed her in anger.

After He Yaolin went out, Zhang Yaoyun didn't have to hold back his anger anymore, and immediately asked, "You...I mean what were you and Yaolin doing just now?"

He Yaoting raised the corner of his eyes nonchalantly: "It's nothing."

Seeing his posture, Zhang Yaoyun couldn't help getting angry: "You and him...you...it's nothing!"

He Yaoting glanced at him casually: "Since you have seen it all, why bother to ask more questions."

"You..." Zhang Yaoyun was angry, and pointed at him in disbelief, so angry that his breathing became chaotic.

He Yaoting snorted coldly, and admitted naturally: "As you think, this is the relationship between me and Yaolin."

Zhang Yaoyun was taken aback. He didn't expect him to admit it straightforwardly and generously. He was slightly stunned for a moment, and when he recovered, he immediately flew into a rage: "He's your younger brother, do you know it's called incest!"

He Yaoting looked at him expressionlessly, and briefly argued: "He is not my brother, we are not related by blood."

Zhang Yaoyun became even more angry when he heard the words: "Anyway, he is also surnamed He, and he is your younger brother in name. How can you deal with a heartless person like Yaolin?"

He Yaoting smiled faintly: "You don't like it, I will send him to the countryside tomorrow." He raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Yaoyun with a half-smile, and said slowly: "However, brother-in-law, I can promise you no Touch him again, but you will accompany me instead."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yaoyun gasped, and blurted out, "What did you say?"

He Yaoting smiled deeply, with a cold light in his eyes: "Didn't you say that my incest with Yaolin is immoral? That's good, I will let Yaolin go, as long as you come to accompany me."

Zhang Yaoyun was stunned, furious in his heart, and coldly scolded: "You are incest like Yaolin, is it normal with me? Are you insane? I'm a man!"

He Yaoting smiled leisurely: "Of course I know you are a man, I don't care."

Zhang Yaoyun glared at him, and blurted out fierce words: "I care! If I did that, how could I be worthy of your sister."

He Yaoting smiled faintly, and his voice gradually became cold and calm, like the cloudy sky on the eve of a storm: "Brother-in-law, since you refuse, I will not force you. Just let me continue to treat Yao Lin as a spoiled pet. If people see it and spread it out, it will ruin the family style of the He family, and I will feel sorry for my sister."

Zhang Yaoyun was so angry that he trembled all over, pointed at him for a long time, and shouted tremblingly: "You...you threaten me!"

He Yaoting felt some revenge in his heart, and smiled contemptuously: "Yes, I'm threatening you!" Then he got up, stared at Zhang Yaoyun coldly, walked around him slowly, and raised his hand Zhang Yaoyun's shoulder was close to his ear, and the bitter medicine breath ambiguously fell on Zhang Yaoyun's neck: "Yaoyun, you should be very clear about how I have treated you for so many years."

"I..." Zhang Yaoyun had known him since childhood, so he was not unaware of his thoughts, so he was not surprised at this time, but just felt troubled.Backing away slightly, he hardened his heart and rejected him in a cold voice: "This is too absurd, I can't accept it. Between you and me, there is absolutely no such possibility."

He Yaolin sneered, and said in a low voice: "I don't want you to agree to me now. Brother-in-law, I'm not in a hurry, you take your time to think about it." After a slight pause, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly : "I've been waiting for so many years, and it's not bad for these few days. But you don't make me wait too long, otherwise I will get impatient, and maybe I will do something harmful to others and myself , you're afraid you'll regret it."

Zhang Yaoyun himself is a resolute person, so angry that he was bullied and humiliated by his words, he gritted his teeth and said: "You... are simply unreasonable." He raised his head and walked out fiercely and decisively.

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☆、Small banquet at home

He Yaoting kept his promise, ordered someone to pack up his things early in the morning on the third day of the Lunar New Year, called Feng Qi over, and asked him to send the fourth master to the countryside.He Yaolin fell into a drowsy sleep, and was dragged out of the bed, and was dragged into the yard before he could tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Feng Qi briefly explained the matter of sending him to the countryside, and finally emphasized that this was what the third master meant.He Yaoting didn't intend to send him off at first, but after thinking about it, he and He Yaolin have been together for many years, and they have some affection.

He Yaolin's big eyes were extremely innocent, he kept looking at He Yaoting and asked, "Brother, why did you send me to the countryside?"

He Yaoting sighed lightly, put his hands on He Yaolin's shoulders and replied softly: "Brother is busy recently, and I don't have time to take care of you. There are many bad people in the city, so you can go to the countryside to be safe. I will let you come back when I have something to do here."

He Yaolin didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly hugged him, tears rubbing against He Yaoting's collar, choked up and said: "I don't want to leave, brother, I can't bear you."

He Yaoting struggled to break free from him, frowning slightly: "Yaolin, you have to be obedient and go to the countryside obediently. Brother will send someone to pick you up after a while."

He Yaolin sobbed and asked, "Brother, if I miss you, can I come back to see you?"

He Yaoting said coldly and perfunctorily, "Well, of course."

Feng Qi was very clever and could wink. Seeing this scene, he knew that He Yaoting was getting impatient. Without saying a word, he pushed He Yaolin into the car, started the motor, and drove away in a hurry.

He Yaolin knelt on the back seat of the car, staring longingly at He Yaoting's shrinking figure, and cried miserably: "Brother...Brother..." Heartbreaking Lung's cries were blocked behind the glass of the car, so He Yaoting couldn't hear them.

Seeing the car driving away, He Yaoting took a deep breath, turned his head slightly and told behind him: "Xiao Wu, let's go pick up the young master."

He Yaoting changed his clothes and went to Zhang Yaoyun's house to pick up Xiaoxue.

The dean of the School of Mathematics happened to have his birthday that day, and Zhang Yaoyun was going to celebrate his birthday with a gift. On the one hand, it was not easy to bring Xiaoxue, and on the other hand, he did not want to have an argument with He Yaoting after the Chinese New Year.Although he didn't like He Yaoting, he couldn't stop Xiaoxue from getting close to her mother's family, after all, they were blood relatives.After hesitating for a moment, he agreed with He Yaoting to take Xiaoxue to play.

He Yaoting led Xiaoxue and asked Feng Wu to drive to visit Han Jianfeng. When Xiaoxue heard that she was going to Han's house to find Xiao Yezi, she was so happy that she immediately ran into the car.

Han Jianfeng's house was lively, and He Xuelai also came to visit Master on the pretext of returning home in the third year of junior high school, and was sitting in the living room drinking hot milk.Han Jianfeng was chatting with her, she is now three months pregnant, and Jin Jiayuan and Jin Jiayuan will get married after the new year.At this time, she was wearing thick clothes, and she had always been slender, so she hadn't shown much of her bosom yet.

These days, Shen Ye is often called to the General's Mansion to help her get her pulse, and just now he took her pulse as a matter of routine.

Han Jianfeng was also very happy to see He Yaoting leading Xiaoxue over, and hurriedly led Xiao Yezi out to play with Xiaoxue.The two little luotou are now studying in the same school, but Han Xiaoye still doesn't like to see Zhang Nianxue.

As soon as she saw Xiaoxue, she became displeased, pouted and said bluntly: "Dad, because of Brother Xue, I can't make friends at school, so I don't want to play with him."

Han Jianfeng was embarrassed for a moment, not knowing how to educate his daughter in front of so many people.But He Yaoting asked from the side: "Little Ye Zi, tell Uncle He, what's going on?"

Xiao Yezi pouted: "He always drives my friends away."

According to the He family's consistent education policy, when Zhang Nianxue first entered school, He Yaoting sent Feng Wu to start teaching him martial arts, and occasionally he would teach him a few tricks, so that he could have a self-defense technique just in case.In two years, he will be ready to test his marksmanship.The children of the He family have always worked hard.

So those spoiled rich kids in the school were naturally not his opponents, they were usually beaten to the ground by Xiaoxue two or three times.Because he has a good family background and good grades, and the teacher doesn't ask too much, Zhang Yaoyun hardly knows about it.

These days, few people send girls to foreign schools, at most they send them to private schools where they can read and write.So there are very few girls in the school, and most of them are bald boys.Anyone who gets close to Xiao Yezi will be mercilessly beaten by Xiao Xue.

Although Xiaoxue didn't do anything easily, but once he started the killing ring, he would beat him to death, and children were especially ruthless, so everyone was very afraid of him.So naturally, I kept a respectful distance from Xiao Yezi.

Boys didn't dare to provoke her, and girls didn't like to talk to her for no reason.This is why Xiao Yezi has never understood.In fact, she will be hated by the girls collectively, probably because Zhang Nianxue, who is as beautiful as a doll and has excellent grades, almost never leaves her.

Xiaoxue snorted coldly, her cold and arrogant appearance was very much like He Yaoting, and said calmly: "Where are the friends, the boys in school always take the opportunity to bully Xiao Yezi, I just teach them a little lesson .”

Han Jianfeng raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Is Xiao Yezi often bullied at school?"

Xiao Yezi also had a tiger face, and shouted arrogantly: "No. Luke is very good to me."

Xiaoxue interrupted her with a cold face: "Nonsense, he is very bad! He secretly touched your braid while you were asleep. That's why I beat him!"

Han Jianfeng was stunned, and persuaded, dumbfounded: "Just touch your hair, it's okay, our little Yezi is not that expensive. Xiaoxue, it's not good to fight, and don't bully your classmates anymore."

But Xiaoxue ignored him, and frowned: "How can that be done? My little Yezi, how can I let others touch me casually. If he dares to touch Xiaoyezi's hair again, I will definitely beat him to cry Mother can't."

The corners of Han Jianfeng's eyes twitched, and he felt a chill all over his body at this strong possessive desire, wondering who this child is after.Unconsciously, she went to look at He Yaoting, and saw that he was holding a teacup with a calm expression, sipping tea one by one, but Han Jianfeng still keenly saw a sly and self-satisfied smile in his eyes.

The people in the room were amused by the pair of children, and they all wanted to laugh, but they were embarrassed to be too presumptuous in front of the master, looking up at the sky and looking at the ground.