Ambush from all sides

The deadlocked thoughts seemed to open a breakthrough, and the origin and development of the matter gradually became clear.But if he thinks about it carefully, Zhan Hao can't figure out the specific definition of dead leaves to him.What's the difference, what's so special about that scar-faced fox... I can't tell.

Zhan Hao feels that he is not good at emotional thinking after all.Zhan Tianxing once praised him for his deep temperament and careful thought, but that was only in his field of expertise.He is good at considering a matter that has nothing to do with his heart, and carefully calculating all quantifiable things.But emotion—this kind of ethereal thing related to the state of mind, he still has too little contact with it.

Or in other words, he didn't want to touch it all the time.From the time he was young to the time when he was about to stand up, there were countless people who were fascinated by him during this period, but Zhan Hao only wavered a little towards Lin Zhihuan - and the so-called wavering was just because he thought he was cute and cute.Now that I think about it carefully, I seem to have always had a good impression of that type of people, such as Zhan Zhao in front of him, Lin Zhihuan before, and Wan Shu who is now advancing and retreating gracefully.

But the dead leaves, the dead leaves with thorns standing up all over their bodies, obviously have nothing to do with words like cute and cute... How did it arouse his interest?

Thinking of this, Zhan Hao narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and his eyes fell directly on the face of the dead leaf.

Dead Leaf frowned, turned her face slightly, then lowered her head and walked towards him.When Zhan Hao saw his eyes, there was a hint of hesitation and resistance in his indifference, as if he was not very happy, but also seemed to be upset about something.

The little mandarin duck hugged his shoulders tightly, and its big, fluffy tail swept back and forth by the dead leaves' ears.It tickled him twice, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed the cat's head.Zhan Hao was still thinking about it, but when he saw his little move, he couldn't help laughing.Dead Leaf walked up to him and glared at him, saying, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhan Hao didn't respond to his words, just bent his eyes and stretched out his hands to hug the little mandarin duck.The bastard cat didn't want to, and stuck its paws firmly on the clothes of the dead leaves.Maybe it was the flesh that was caught, and it hurt a little, and the dead leaves frowned faintly.Zhan Hao thought he was going to get angry or something, but he just stretched out his hand with a sulky face, and snapped off the cat's little paw one by one.

Holding the little mandarin duck into his arms, Zhan Hao raised his chin, lowered his eyes to look at the dead leaves, and said slowly: "You are free. I heard that you are practicing these days. How much did you spend?"

When Dead Leaf heard him mentioning this matter, she reckoned in her heart that those little maids should have complained.He turned his head in embarrassment, not looking at Zhan Hao, and said in a muffled voice, "Only a few flowers were damaged on the first day." Just after saying this, he raised his eyes and saw the cluster of agapanthus on the table in the room .Withered Ye was stunned for a moment, frowned and stared at Hua'er for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "What is this for?"

Zhan Hao raised his eyebrows quite proudly, looked at the flowers and then at the dead leaves, and asked in a good mood: "Don't you think it looks pretty?"

Dead Leaf looked at him suspiciously, then walked to the table and stared at Hua'er carefully.After a while, there was a "sneer", he straightened up and said with his mouth curled up, "It's nothing special." Hearing his comment, Zhan Hao showed a faint smile on his face, walked over and put the little mandarin duck on the table, and said, "You man It's really boring, thanks to the fact that I brought flowers back from Changshu all the way to you."

Withered Ye glared at him, turned around and went to the bedside to hang the knife on the shelf, then rolled up her sleeves, walked back to the table and carried the little mandarin duck out.Zhan Hao has been staring at his movements, the look in his eyes when he stared at him, the slightly twisted waist when he took out the knife, the arms exposed after rolling up the sleeves... and the cat's long white fur spread on his fair skin, Two different textures compared.

When he walked out, he stepped forward alternately with two long legs, and under the hem of his clothes, his narrow buttocks undulated slightly with his steps.

People who practice martial arts seem to be in good shape, such as Zhaozhao and Bai Yutang.

But they didn't resemble Dead Leaf's figure at all, not at all.

Zhan Hao leaned against the door, staring at his back without blinking.He didn't know what his eyes looked like at this time, so he continued to stare unconsciously like this.The dead leaves were stared at by him all the way to the gate of the courtyard, feeling uncomfortable, couldn't help but stop and turned to stare at him gloomily, growling: "Can you stop staring at me! If you have nothing to do, come out quickly, don't stay in it!"

Zhan Hao blinked, and then took his gaze back.He raised his eyebrows with interest, stood up straight with his arms crossed, and asked in a wrong way: "Why are you hugging someone else's cat?"

"Help it take a bath!" Withered Leaf put down these words stiffly, turned around and left.Zhan Hao stood quietly in front of the door for a while, turned his head to look at the cluster of agapanthus, and after a while, a meaningful smile appeared on his face inexplicably.He lowered his eyes, sighed pretentiously, shrugged his shoulders, and followed unhurriedly.

The direction of the dead leaves is the west courtyard.

Zhan Hao folded his arms and sauntered behind him two feet away.The little mandarin duck poked its head out from behind Dead Ye's shoulder to stare at him, meowing from time to time.Zhan Hao looked at them both with a smile on his face, and then wondered why he didn't see Xiao Hei?Looking around, I found that the guy was lying on the roof of his room basking in the sun.

Under the eaves, Yu Ke was staring at him with a puffy face.Zhan Hao bent his eyes and waved at her cheerfully.

The other little maids in the yard raised their eyes and saw Zhan Hao, wearing a bamboo-green gown, strolling past the flowery yard with his eyes bent, under the bright sunlight. leaf.

Inexplicable joy.

When she was about to enter the gate of the courtyard, she ran into Min Wei, the little girl stopped Zhan Hao, and asked, "Master, what are you doing running to the west courtyard?"

Zhan Hao curled his lips and blinked, and said, "I'll go see your big brother Cen wash the cats." After speaking, he got into the west courtyard.Min Wei was stunned for a while, then subconsciously turned her face to look at Yu Ke——she pouted her lips, she was so wronged that she writhed like something and walked down, sat on the last step, covered her face and began to groan.

Minwei suppressed a smile and walked over, touched the back of her head, and asked, "Sister Yuke, what's the matter?"

Yu Ke stretched out her arms and hugged her legs, crying aggrievedly: "Young master ignores me! Why do you always look at that dead leaf, it looks so ugly, and you dare not see people even wearing a mask..."

Minwei squatted down, narrowed her eyes maliciously, and said, "Sister Yuke, didn't you want to know who the young master gave the Agapanthus to? Let me tell you, if you go to the east courtyard, the flower might be It's in Brother Cen's room."

Hearing her words, Yu Ke suddenly raised her head, stared at her big wet eyes and asked, "Really?!"

Min Wei stood up, curling her lips into a sly smile: "Seeing is believing."

Zhan Hao got into the west courtyard, turned left and right and walked to the kitchen. There was also a magnolia tree at the door of the kitchen, and palm-sized magnolia flowers were in full bloom above it.Zhan Hao walked over slowly, and saw dead leaves squatting with their backs to him by the stone bench under the tree, with a big wooden basin in front of them, and they were moving their hands to the ground.

A Magnolia magnolia hangs very low, just hanging on the top of the dead leaves, and you can bump into it when you stand up.

Looking at this scene, Zhan Hao suddenly felt a little familiar.

Magnolia Tree, with its back to him, was doing movements of its hands alternately once and for all.

If he remembered correctly, there should be a pool at his feet.He tripped over a rock and fell in, suffocating under the weight of the icy water.

Zhan Hao stared blankly at the dead leaves' hands that kept moving, and gradually, a faint coolness rose from the soles of his feet.It was the feeling of being submerged in water in his dream... suffocating, stiff, and cold all over.

Is there any connection between these two scenes?

At this time, Dead Leaf turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold and calm.He held the neck of the little mandarin duck with his hands, his hands were wet, and there were fine pieces of foam on them.Zhan Hao looked at his only exposed eye, the slender shape and the sharp corner of the eye made his face even colder.

But such a cruel person washes cats in his yard.

Withered Leaf stared at him, and said stiffly, "Come and help."

Zhan Hao twitched his arm twisted in front of his chest lightly, and moved the soles of his feet. He felt that his lower limbs were fine, and he didn't have the feeling of stagnation and heaviness after a cold in the past.He blinked and let out a breath of relief, then lowered his hands and walked to the dead leaf, squatting down next to him, his knee touched his leg inadvertently.

The dead leaves moved away slightly, picked up the little mandarin duck and handed it to Zhan Hao.Zhan Hao rolled up his sleeves and took it, looked down at his close eyebrows, and asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"

"You just need to support its stomach, it's always moving around, it's weird." Dead Leaf said with a frown.Zhan Hao thought for a while before realizing that he was talking about the kitten in the belly of the little mandarin duck.Zhan Hao put his hands on the cat's belly and felt it quietly for a while, but he didn't feel the fetus moving, so he asked, "Why didn't I feel them moving?"

Withered Ye rubbed the fur on the cat's back with both hands, frowned and answered sullenly: "How do I know, I keep moving when I hold it."

Zhan Hao lowered his head and smiled for a while, put the little mandarin duck into the water, then caught the dead leaf's hand by surprise, and stuck it to the cat's belly.Withered Ye froze for a moment, then her face froze, she stared and wanted to pull her hand back, but Zhan Hao grabbed her tightly.Withered Ye raised his head and stared at him viciously, cursing in a low voice: "Let go!" Zhan Hao smiled, with a look of reason on his face: "Let me see if it will move or not."

Seeing his expression, the veins on Withered Leaf's forehead twitched slightly.He still wanted to pull his hand out, but immediately, the belly of the little mandarin duck squirmed in his palm.Zhan Hao opened his eyes wide in surprise, and said with a smile, "Hey, it's really moving." Then, he raised his head, curled his lips and smiled faintly at the dead leaves: "You're quite attractive to them. "

Looking at Zhan Hao's slightly bent eyes, Dead Ye stared, and for a moment... forgot to resist.

Under the palm, the signs of life are slowly flickering; on the back of the hand, the hot temperature of Zhan Hao's palm is constantly being transmitted.

His hands are hot.

Withered Ye stared blankly at his smiling face, stayed for a while, then suddenly lowered her eyes and turned her head, and quickly pulled her hand out of his palm.Zhan Hao opened his palms that were empty for a moment, but still had a faint smile on his face.He twirled his fingers quietly, then drew his hand back.

When he closed his hand, he tapped the little mandarin duck's wet head along the way with his fingers.Zhan Hao lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "The fur is wet, it looks so ugly." The cat seemed to know that he was talking bad about him, so it meowed unwillingly.Zhan Hao stood up with a smile, shook his wet fingers, and walked leisurely outside the courtyard.

Dead Leaf frowned, and slowly began to scrub the dirt off the cat's hair.

Sunlight leaked through the gaps between the leaves of the Magnolia japonica, and shone on Zhan Hao's clothes.Walking slowly with leisurely footsteps, patches of light flitted across the upper embroidered with dark patterns.Zhan Hao's eyes were fixed on his feet, but his mind was still on the scene just now—the dead leaf's broad and slender hands felt very cold because of the water.

In his dazed right eye, the upper and lower eyelids were separated, revealing the complete eyeball.The color of the eye sockets is very light, and the eyelashes are not long.

Obviously not comparable to the eyes of anyone I know.Not as good as Zhao Zhao, not as good as Bai Yutang, not as good as his parents, not even as good as Wan Shu Qiu Lang.But unexpectedly, when I stared straight at it, I felt an inexplicable expectation... and throbbing in my heart.

If he could look at himself in another way.

Be gentle, be obedient, be shy, stand in front of yourself, lower your eyelids, it is best to have a slight blush on your cheeks.

Thinking about it, Zhan Hao gradually felt his throat tighten.

On the way back, I thought about things that needed to be confirmed, and it seemed that... I already had a definite answer.

How does one fall in love with another person?

That night, Zhan Hao lay on the couch in the house and smoked a cigarette again.The fragrant Heshan Cloud, the smell of burnt shredded tobacco passes through the pipes in the mouth, rises to the nasal cavity, and then slowly overflows from the nostrils.The hot feeling he enjoyed once made his mind chaotic and scorching.I couldn't get an answer after thinking hard, and my brain was about to burn.

Xiao Hei squatted on his window sill, wagging his tail lazily, making no sound.

Zhan Hao looked up at it, and stretched out his cigarette stick to pick its chin, but the cat cleverly shook it away.Zhan Hao stared at its bright green eyes in the dark night, and spoke in a low voice—I don't know if he was talking to himself, or talking to the cat: "Why do you always stay with the little mandarin duck?"

Does this black cat like little mandarin ducks?Doesn't it mean that cats are the most affectionate, so how can they only have one partner?It must have other companions, right?

The black cat under the moonlight has shiny and smooth hair, long and strong forelimbs that prop up the body, and calm and cold eyes.Not like a cat, more like a panther.

No matter how domesticated a beast is, it is still a beast.Zhan Hao took a deep breath of the cigarette, and slowly narrowed his eyes.He thought of the dead leaves, his usually indifferent words and actions, and felt a little anxious in his heart.It's hard to tame a wild animal, especially one that was once domesticated and then feral.

Why did he fall in love with such a difficult beast?

What is the difference between a man and a beast—a man is sentient, but a beast is merciless.

Zhan Hao feels that he is completely human now, but Dead Leaf is still a beast.

In the morning, Zhan Hao rarely stayed in bed.It was three poles in the sun, but I was still lying on the bed and didn't want to move.

In fact, he didn't sleep all night.Zhan Tianxing once taught him that after the goal is determined, it is necessary to start thinking about countermeasures.On the premise of complete grasp, predict each other's every move and formulate the process of each stage.

He probably knew the reaction of the dead leaf, which was nothing more than doubt, resistance, disgust, and escape.There is only a very small possibility that she will gradually soften her attitude and gradually develop the same feelings for him.

—he has to be that tiny possibility, must, must.What he wants, Zhan Hao has not been unable to get.

Thinking of this, Zhan Hao sat up with a "huh".He frowned and sat cross-legged on the bed for a while, then got up quickly.Yuke had already brought in the hot water for washing, but it was left for too long, and now the heat has run out.Zhan Hao put his hand on the outside of the copper basin, and the internal force gathered on his palm for a while, and the water in the basin warmed up.

While washing his face, through the open window, Zhan Hao saw Uncle Zhong standing in the yard talking to Quan Jing.With a towel twisted in his hand, he looked thoughtfully at the gray-haired Uncle Zhong.After a while, Uncle Zhong felt his gaze, raised his head and saw him.Zhan Hao smiled at him, and made a gesture with his hand, which means that I will be fine soon.

Uncle Zhong smiled leisurely and waved his hands, meaning that there is no need to rush.

... This is Uncle Zhong's favorite saying, don't worry, take your time.

Uncle Zhong has assisted two generations of the Zhan family.Looking at Uncle Zhong, Zhan Hao probably knew where Zhan Tianxing's gentle and courteous temperament came from.Everyone in the Zhan family has this temper, but this generation has two freaks, he and Zhan Zhao.He was not born in the Zhan family, but as for Zhaozhao, it was because he had an evil mother and hundreds of even more perverse and weird elders of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

——But anyway, he grew up under Uncle Zhong's teaching, so he can still put on a gentle and courteous appearance.When he was flirting with others outside, there was a Zhan family's usual temperament between shirk and politeness.From the beginning to the present, Uncle Zhong watched him become more and more proficient in exchanging cups with others, circling around, and gradually stopped talking, and just continued to do big and small things with all his heart.

Uncle Zhong usually drinks tea with Zhan Hao's help.This year's new tea, Lushan Yunwu, is slightly bitter and sweet after bitterness, which is Uncle Zhong's favorite taste.

Uncle Zhong took the tea, took a sip quietly, then put down the teacup and looked at his slightly black eyelids, and asked, "Why, haven't you been able to sleep well lately?" Zhan Hao lowered his eyes and laughed self-deprecatingly , Answer: "It's just yesterday, I have some troubles."

Uncle Zhong looked at him for a long while and asked, "Is it the matter with Mr. Di recently?"

When Zhan Hao heard the name "Master Di", his brows twitched slightly.He raised his head with a frown, squinted his eyes and asked, "Why is Di Deqing involved?"

Seeing his puzzled look, Uncle Zhong showed some unexpected surprise on his face: "I thought you knew, isn't your news better than mine?" After being surprised, he leaned over , with a slightly accentuated tone, staring at Zhan Hao with serious eyes, said: "The Di residence has been a bit lively recently, Yan Huaiyun often runs to the Di residence during this time, and there are several other older generations of Suhang masters. They said they were going to drink tea and play chess, do you think you can believe it?"

After finishing speaking, the old man had a half-clear smile on his face, and tapped his finger on the table twice slowly, with a look of "you can figure it out".

Zhan Hao stared at Uncle Zhong's leisurely expression, and finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Uncle Zhong, are you going to leave everything to me?"

Uncle Zhong picked up his teacup and drank tea slowly: "I'm just curious, what kind of trouble can tie your mind to such a death, and you haven't noticed such obvious clues." He looked at Zhan Hao intently.

Zhan Hao also looked at Uncle Zhong with the same gesture.It's just that one of their eyes is asking, and the other is thinking.The two looked at each other for a long time, during which time you exchanged several looks of persuasion or evasion.Zhan Hao originally thought that Uncle Zhong was just joking with him, but with this posture, he might have to force him to find out why.

No matter what, Zhan Hao lowered his head, sighed, and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just...a relationship problem."

When Uncle Zhong heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched at that moment, he turned his head and burst into a sneer.The sound was a bit loud, and Yu Ke outside could hear it.Surprised, he rushed in and saw the old butler lying on the table, and shouted in fright: "Uncle Zhong, what's wrong with you!" Zhan Hao turned to look at her expressionlessly, and said calmly, "It's just drinking tea. Take a sip, it's okay. You go out, I have something important to discuss with Uncle Zhong."

After hearing this, Yu Ke looked worried and wanted to step forward to see if the choking was serious, but Zhan Hao gave her an unprecedented stare and ordered coldly: "——Go out."

Yu Ke was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into tears while covering her face.Uncle Zhong straightened up from the table, wiped the corners of his eyes, took a breath and said, "Oh, I'm so happy."

Zhan Hao curled his lips, showing a helpless look on his face.He looked down at Uncle Zhong who smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face deepened for several minutes, and said to himself that this was the first time he had seen him laugh so exaggeratedly.In the end, he stretched out his hand to support his chin, and said slowly: "Uncle Zhong, I'm just talking about a relationship issue, and I haven't said anything specifically about it, is it so funny?"

Uncle Zhong still had a residual smile in his eyes, looking at him with arched eyebrows, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes stretched wearily toward his temples.He chuckled twice, and said, "It's not funny, I'm just happy," he said, and he stretched out his rough hand and patted Zhan Hao's shoulder lightly, "I have someone I like, hehe, it's only now I think you have a bit of humanity, I used to look at you like a puppet."

After finishing speaking, the old man let out a long sigh and sat upright, leaning against the back of the chair and muttering in a low voice: "A devil sent by a demon, who said our young master is a devil, huh..."

Looking at Uncle Zhong's sad and relaxed side face, Zhan Hao felt a little dazed for a moment.Uncle Zhong, who is always thoughtful, busy and peaceful, how long has it been since he talked to himself like this?Just like their parents, plain and fine.Listen carefully, but you can hear the concerns hidden in it.

Zhan Hao lowered his head and couldn't stop smiling.Uncle Zhong reached out his hand and nodded his head, and asked in a pleasant tone, "How is the man you're looking at?"

"He," Zhan Hao raised his face, raised his eyebrows and made a "that's it" headache expression, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "it's nothing special, it's just...it's hard to handle."

"Difficult?" Uncle Zhong laughed again, with a faint gloating look.

"Well, it's hard." Zhan Hao spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.His eyes were a little gloomy, he seemed absent-minded, and hesitant and bored.Uncle Zhong noticed his complicated expression, and the corners of his lips curled up clearly for a while.He reached out and tapped the table to attract Zhan Hao's attention, and said in a low voice, "Has your father taught you what to do when you meet someone you like but is difficult to deal with?"

Zhan Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at him leisurely.

Zhong Yunde—that is, Uncle Zhong—the fourth and fifth generation housekeeper of the Zhan family, at this moment stretched out his thin but gnarled fingers, shook firmly in front of Zhan Hao, and said, "Is your father right?" Fa'er will tell you, because he is not that kind of person. Let me tell you, when encountering such a situation, the tactics you need to use can be summed up in four words - cleverness, plunder."

"You have to know, we are businessmen. Businessmen, we don't do business that loses money, and we have to get back double what we pay, no matter what method or means. Businessmen don't pay attention to the process, what they want is what is best for themselves the result of."

Seeing Uncle Zhong's shrewd and cunning eyes for a moment, Zhan Hao's heart became inexplicably serious.He always thought that Uncle Zhong was a gentle and low-key elder, but he didn't expect... For more than 20 years, he didn't realize at all that his housekeeper was such a wicked character?

In front of him, Uncle Zhong's eyes narrowed slowly.He put his hand against Zhan Hao's peaceful eyebrows, lowered his voice and said, "So - young master, who is that person?"

Zhan Hao was stunned, blinked his eyes, and was dumbfounded for a moment: "Uncle Zhong, you made such a long detour just to ask this?"

Zhong Yunde narrowed his eyes and smiled leisurely: "Anyway, sooner or later, we will know."

After hearing this, Zhan Hao couldn't help sighing, a sense of powerlessness that he hadn't seen for a long time welled up in his heart.He lowered his head, adjusted his facial expression helplessly, then raised his eyes, and said resignedly, "That person..." As soon as he said these words, he heard a burst of familiar footsteps, step by step from the other side of the yard. walked over.Zhan Hao immediately stopped, his eyes paused for a moment, and then a faint smile appeared on his face: "The one who will come in later is him."

Zhong Yunde raised his face suspiciously, and after a while, he saw the dead leaf with a half mask and an expressionless right half walking in in black.

The eyes of the two met, Dead Leaf recognized him, and didn't show much, just nodded slightly.Zhong Yunde was stunned for a long time, and then a clear expression appeared on his face: "Oh, it's him."

The tone is calm, as if it should be like this.

"I should have thought of it earlier." Zhong Yunde patted his forehead with a smile, with a self-deprecating expression of "I'm so stupid".Zhan Hao looked at him, then raised his head to look at the withered leaves who looked suspiciously at this time, then bent his lips to Uncle Zhong with a half-smile, and asked, "Why did Uncle Zhong say that?"

Zhong Yunde smiled and didn't speak, but stood up calmly and straightened his clothes, the old god stretched out his hand on the ground and patted Zhan Hao's shoulder, and said, "Master, if you make a decision, you must work hard, old man, I am waiting for you." Good news." After speaking, he laughed twice, turned around and walked outside with his hands behind his back.

Zhan Hao sat on the chair, stared slightly, and felt helpless for the first time: Good Uncle Zhong...

Dead Leaf also stared at the old man's straight back inexplicably, and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Zhan Hao turned his head to look at him, the two of them stared at each other, for a while there was nothing to say.Looking at his indifferent eyes and his pursed light-colored thin lips, Zhan Hao felt an inexplicable fullness and impulse in his chest, and all the muscles in his body were a little excited and eager to try.

That's a predator's instinctive reaction to seeing the most alluring and tastiest prey.

This feeling Zhan Hao had been looking forward to for a long time, and now it finally appeared.

The long-lost restlessness... It's been so long, Zhan Hao can't even remember when it last appeared, ten years ago, or the last life?So long—he hardly knew how to control this manic force.Looking at the face of the person in front of him, his long hair, his neck and collarbone, the flat but strong chest under the clothes, the thin and tough waist bound by the belt... Zhan Hao felt that he was about to let go of his impulse, and stretched out his hand Caress each other's body...

Suddenly, Uncle Zhong's voice came from the front yard, instantly pulling back Zhan Hao's desire to let go.

"Master, we have a guest."

Zhan Hao turned his face in a daze, and saw Uncle Zhong standing in front of the open courtyard door with a look of "seeking good fortune" in his eyes, a woman in purple was holding a child in her arms. Walk in slowly through the door.

Very familiar eyebrows, just met in Fengyuan Building some time ago.

Ma Qingyun, and her and Lin Zhihuan's son, Lin Fangqiu.

The moment he recognized them, Zhan Hao leaned back on the chair, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the expression of the dead leaves beside him.

Dead Leaf frowned, her eyes were cold, but she didn't look disgusted.This is his usual expression, always looking unhappy, displeased with everything, and keeping a distance from everyone.

Only at this time, he sneered.Zhan Hao saw the corner of his mouth curled up in mockery, and felt a little surprised in his heart.

It seems that he doesn't like Ma Qingyun, which is a good sign.

Thinking like this - so when Ma Qingyun walked in, she saw the faint smile on Zhan Hao's face.She thought that the smile was for her, the familiar and long-lasting genuine smile in Zhan Hao's brows was due to pure joy, not politeness.

At that moment, Ma Qingyun became excited uncontrollably.Holding Fang Qiu in her arms, she walked over with a little maid, with uncontrollable joy and anticipation in her eyes.However, when Zhan Hao's eyes met hers, the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, and changed to a calm and distant expression, he stood up calmly and came out to meet her.

"Mrs. Lin." Zhan Hao greeted her casually and walked up to her, but he didn't look at her, but directly reached out and hugged Fang Qiu.Ma Qingyun looked at him sympathetically, seeing him stretching out his hand to scrape the child's chin, bending his eyes to tease Fang Qiu, feeling faintly disappointed again.She lowered her head and inadvertently saw the dead leaf standing aside. With cold eyes, the dead leaf looked at her expressionlessly.

Ma Qingyun's body shuddered, and for no reason, she felt a sudden shock in her heart.

Zhan Hao whispered to Fang Qiu for a while, and then asked Ma Qingyun to sit down.He hugged the child and sat on the main seat opposite, and made a look to ask Dead Leaf to come over and stand behind him, then put Fang Qiu on his lap and sat down.

Zhan Hao wrapped his arms around the child's body, looked at Ma Qingyun who looked embarrassed, and asked plainly, "Mrs. Lin came to my humble house, why?"

There was a trace of sadness on Ma Qingyun's face, she lowered her eyebrows, twitched her mouth bitterly, and said, "Brother Zhan, do you have to be so unfamiliar with me?"

Zhan Hao slightly curled his lips, lowered his eyes, and said, "Mrs. Lin, you are no longer the eldest lady of the Ma family. It stands to reason that you should follow your husband when you go out to visit friends, but today you only bring a little maid with you." Come on, what should I do? You are not afraid of ruining the reputation of your husband's family if you are told by someone who cares. "

The tone of these words was so cold that Ma Qingyun's face turned pale and her lips trembled.Tears gradually welled up in her eyes, clutching the silk scarf with both hands, she said with a choked voice: "Zhan Hao, in your heart now, am I actually just an unruly Mrs. Lin?"

Zhan Hao hugged Fang Qiu, gently rubbing his head, not looking at her: "I'm just stating a fact, if Mrs. Lin just wants to reminisce about the past, then forgive Zhan for not being with me." She raised her eyes and looked at Ma Qingyun with wet eyes: "Mr. Zhan is busy with business, and he will go to Fengyuan Building to discuss matters with others later. If Mrs. Lin has nothing important to do, you should go back first, lest your husband be in a hurry."

"Zhan Hao!" Ma Qingyun yelled in a trembling voice, and couldn't help but beat the armrest of the chair with both hands.She was so excited that she almost stood up, with tears streaming down her pale face: "Don't go too far! If you had promised to marry me back then, why should I be in such a mess today! It's all because of you that I've gotten to where I am today! "

The stagnant atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became a little tense.When Dead Leaf heard what Ma Qingyun said, she couldn't help looking down at Zhan Hao.From his angle, he could only see the tops of Zhan Hao and Fang Qiu's heads, one big and one small were sitting upright, and Zhan Hao was still idly kneading Fang Qiu's little hands.From his still calm movements, it is not difficult to guess his indifferent expression at this time.Ma Qingyun's visit this time is probably another useless effort.

Zhan Hao hugged Fang Qiu's warm and quiet body, but there was another thought in his eyes.He looked up at Ma Qingyun's uncontrollably weeping face, sneered, then lowered his head to Fang Qiu's ear and whispered, "Fang Qiu, uncle wants to talk to mother, can you go play in the yard with masked brother?"

When Dead Leaf heard this, her eyebrows twitched faintly...Brother Mask?Why is he an uncle and he is a brother?They should be only four years apart, right? !

Fang Qiu turned his head, quietly looked at Zhan Hao, then at the dead leaves.Withered leaves met his clear and well-behaved eyes, and there was another burst of uncontrollable guilt in his heart.He couldn't help turning his face away in embarrassment, and looked out the window at the yard.

Fang Qiu blinked, and a slight smile appeared on his face.He slowly climbed off Zhan Hao's knees, walked to the side of the dead leaves, stretched out his soft hands, gently grabbed his pants, raised his face and looked at him with eyes full of hope.

At that moment, Dead Leaf didn't know what to do.He glanced at the child in embarrassment, and immediately dismissed it unbearably.Zhan Hao turned his face to see his uncomfortable state, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.Looking at Dead Leaf's embarrassed face, he whispered, "Take him to play in the yard, and he will be fine in a while."

Withered Leaf glared at him angrily, but seeing that Fang Qiu was by his side, he calmed down his angry expression a little bit, and shouted in a low voice: "I'm your bodyguard! I'm not taking care of children!"

After hearing this, Zhan Hao stretched out a finger with a smile, pointed at him, then pointed at Fang Qiu, and said, "From now on, you are the guard and also take care of the children."

When Dead Leaf heard this, her entire face stinks.Seeing his ugly expression, Zhan Hao smiled more and more happily.Withered Ye stared at him, then at Ma Qingyun, who was still crying, and then... glanced at Fang Qiu, who was holding his trouser leg, with little confidence.The child was still looking at him eagerly with his small face up. Seeing that he hadn't moved, he let go of his hands, turned to stand on tiptoes, and stretched out his hands hard, trying to reach his arms around his chest.

Withered Ye was stunned, and subconsciously lowered her hand, allowing Fang Qiu to grab his fingers smoothly.

A warm, small hand gripped his index finger tightly.

Fang Qiu looked at him helplessly, and slowly pouted his small mouth, a little aggrieved and coquettish.

Withered Ye frowned and dodged his gaze, a tingling feeling gradually spread throughout her body, starting from the hand he was holding.It felt a bit like this hand was not his own, but just an object attached to his shoulder held by the child.Zhan Hao stared at his face with a smile, seeing his embarrassing and aggrieved expression, his heart began to feel restless again.

He wanted to reach out and touch Dead Leaf's face, but the current situation was obviously not suitable for Xin Yuanyi.Zhan Hao turned his head to look at Ma Qingyun, his eyes dimmed imperceptibly for a moment, and then he regained his composure.He turned around and reached out to touch Fang Qiu's head, coaxing him in a low voice: "Fang Qiu, Brother Mask is shy, please take him out to play."

After Fang Qiu heard this, she really started to walk out with the dead leaves.When Dead Leaf heard Zhan Hao say that he was shy, she felt so angry that she wanted to go crazy.But looking at the child's soft expectant eyes, he could only hold back, unable to get angry, so he was dragged into the yard by that little force.