cold lover

Tan Jizhong turned his sore and swollen neck, and was really tired from facing the computer all day.

I originally planned to start a new book in September, but these days I was too irritable and wanted to rely on it to calm my heart.

After that night, Xiao Nuo's attitude towards him didn't change, but his eyes did, there was always a hazy layer that prevented him from seeing everything clearly, and the distance between the two of them seemed to be far away.

In fact, he should be satisfied with this state, after all Xiao Nuo didn't repel him very much, after all...there is still the name of a friend.

Tan Jizhong sighed secretly, took a sip of tea, and read the content written in the document again.

In the end, a bitter smile couldn't help creeping up the corner of his mouth, the character of this character has a faint shadow of Xiao Nuo.

But it's true, he's the one who's full of mind and heart, so it's no wonder he doesn't go astray.

The phone rang suddenly, Tan Jizhong glanced at the number, frowned slightly, and took it.

"Hello."

"Oh, I think I have made this topic clear from the beginning."

The other party still persisted and continued to lobby.

"Sorry, Editor-in-Chief Liang, this is my bottom line."

After finishing speaking, Tan Jizhong cut off the phone neatly.

Tan Jizhong fell back in the chair, and closed his eyes wearily.

This is not known how many times the agency has called.

When he signed the contract with the publishing house, he stated that he would never accept any column interviews.

At first, he didn't compete for a large literary award with his own work, and the publishing house reluctantly abided by the agreement.But since he received the award this time, there was a little bit of patience and wanted to make a splash in his name.

Heh, why are people so different? Some desperately want to benefit from others, while others are used to sacrificing themselves to give to others.

The figure of Xiao Nuo in front of him gradually became clear again.Tan Jizhong smiled lightly, that man was the beauty he wanted to pursue, and he couldn't let go no matter what.

.............

Seeing the gate from afar, Tan Jizhong frowned.

The rejection of this place has never diminished for more than ten years.

Not long after he hung up the phone in the afternoon, the phone rang again.I thought it was from the club, but I didn't expect it to be Tan Yucheng.

He also guessed that the old man would return to China soon, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

That's good, now that he has completed the negotiation conditions, there is no need to delay.

"elder brother!"

As soon as Tan Jizhong entered the gate, Tan Qingchen, who was squatting in the front yard playing with the dog, immediately ran over with a distressed expression, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Sorry, Xiaochen, I didn't know you were called back too."

"Well, it's good that you come."

Tan Jizhong rubbed his short hair, and it was hard for him.

Tan Qingchen joked, seeing him was much more relaxed.

At this time, Tan Yucheng came out of the living room with a cold face, "Go in first when you come."

Tan Jizhong nodded, and then patted Tan Qingchen who was smiling, "Okay, let's go in."

"…Um."

Tan Yucheng looked at them with dark eyes.

In the huge living room, old man Tan Jingwei was sitting alone on the sandalwood sofa.

Seeing them come in, put down the newspaper.

"Coming?" The voice was like a bell, majestic and majestic.

Tan Jizhong bowed his head slightly to him, "You will be safe here."

"Hmph, don't you even want to call out your dad?"

"You are serious." Tan Jizhong was still polite.

"elder brother…"

Seeing the old man's serious face, Tan Qingchen couldn't help pulling at the corner of his clothes.

Tan Jizhong ignored it, and his expression was as usual.

Tan Jingwei looked at him sternly, his anger was on the verge of bursting.

"Oh, here comes the cum." Zou Xue who came out of the kitchen shouted excitedly, breaking the silent atmosphere.

"Hello." Tan Jizhong responded politely.

"...Okay, I haven't seen you for a long time." Zou Xue's eyes turned red.

"Long time no see, it's something wrong with the cum, which makes you worry about it."

"Hey, it's all about what the family said, right?"

Zou Xue is Tan Yucheng's biological mother. She was Tan Jingwei's lover before. Later, because of Tan Yucheng's car accident, Tan Jingwei took them into the hospital.

Tan family.Tan Jizhong was only 15 years old that year, and his mother had just disappeared for less than two months.

She thought that Tan Jizhong would hate their mother and son, and she was ready to be excluded, but when Tan Jizhong saw her, he just said "Hello" calmly, and did not make things difficult for them afterwards.So she is both grateful and guilty to Tan Jizhong.

"Don't stand still, the dishes are all ready, come and eat first."

Nobody moved.

Zou Xue looked at the dark-faced Tan Jingwei, understood, and couldn't help persuading, "Master, it's rare for a family..."

Tan Jingwei didn't want to have another attack, so he snorted softly, got up and said with his back, "Eat first."

When taking the seat, Tan Qingchen was nominated by the old man to sit in the long seat under him.

Tan Jizhong didn't care, he was never interested in the position of Tan's parents.

Tan Qingchen was also very happy, because he didn't have to face Tan Yucheng.

Tan Yucheng didn't speak, but his face was slightly gloomy.

During the meal time, Tan Jingwei kept talking about Tan Qingchen, and he didn't have a direct conversation with Tan Jizhong.

The purpose of Tan Jizhong's visit was not to chat with the old man, but to talk to him alone.

It's just that this meal is really boring.

Looking at the table full of famous dishes, he missed Xiao Nuo's home cooking even more, no, it should be said that he missed Xiao Nuo even more.

"Jizhong, isn't it to your liking?" Zou Xue saw that he didn't move his chopsticks.

"No, just not very hungry."

"Oh... let's have some soup, Mrs. Li."

Mrs. Li went over to serve him a bowl of soup.

"Thank you Mrs. Li." Tan Jizhong responded with a chuckle.

"Young Master, you are too polite."

Mrs. Li has stayed in the Tan family for decades, and she likes the gentle Tan Jizhong very much, but since he left the mansion eight years ago, he seldom comes back.

"Jizhong, I heard that your book won an award?"

"Well, for some reason."

"Oh, it's amazing. Aunt Xue wants to say good night to you."

Zou Xue didn't pay attention to the second half of his sentence at all, but Tan Jingwei at the side fell silent.

Then we chatted about some homework, and the meal finally ended under superficial harmony.

As expected, the old man called Tan Jizhong into the study on the second floor after dinner.

Tan Qingchen wanted to go too, but was stopped by Tan Yucheng.

in the study.

Mr. Tan appraised a famous painting with his hands behind his back in front of the desk.

Tan Jizhong entered the door, and after seeing the painting clearly, his eyebrows were slightly lowered.

After a long silence, Tan Jingwei sat down on the teacher's chair and took a sip of tea.

"Cum, have you thought about it?"

"There's no need to think about it." Tan Jizhong hardly thought about it.

Tan Jingwei paused the hand holding the teacup, and looked up at him, "You really want to give up everything the Tan family gave you just for one breath."

Tan Jizhong smiled and said, "You underestimate yourself too much. How can you attribute what you did to my breath."

Tan Jingwei narrowed his eyes slightly, and then let go, "Jizhong, you are too young, you can't just look at many things on the surface."

"Father, when something becomes a habit, people will not recognize its essence. And you are in this state to me." No, it should be to everyone in the Tan family.

Tan Jingwei stopped blowing the tea leaves, "Hmph, I thought you were mature, but you are still so ignorant of the world."

Tan Jizhong secretly sighed, who doesn't understand.

"Before you say this, you shouldn't ask yourself if you really want me to mature?"

Tan Jingwei put down his teacup again, frowning, "Everything I do is for your own good."

Tan Jizhong chuckled, that's good, finally admitted.

"Father, whether you were really doing it for my own good or for your own selfish desires, I don't want to pursue it anymore. You didn't call me here today to talk about the past, right?"

"There is indeed something to do today."

Tan Jingwei snorted and took out a photo from the dark cabinet of the desk.

"This is your uncle Gu's daughter, and she is also a well-known writer. She is worthy of you, and you can meet her when I have time."

Tan Jizhong was simply funny, it wasn't these inexplicable arrangements that he wanted to hear.

"Father, do you really want to do this over and over again?"

Tan Jingwei looked at him and sighed softly, this son has always been stubborn.Can't help but let out a soft tone, "Jizhong, as long as you agree this time, I will let you go."

"Hehe, you have not quit the business world yet, and you have started to lose your integrity."

"Cum in the middle!" Seeing that he didn't give her a step, Tan Jingwei's anger rose secretly.

Tan Jizhong looked back at him with a cold tone, "Do you want me to remind you of the time and address of the incident?"

Tan Jingwei's face twitched slightly with anger.He never took the agreement five years ago seriously.

"This is my decision, you have to agree if you don't agree!"

Tan Jizhong shook his head and chuckled, "Father, you have failed again in my heart."

Tan Jingwei's body trembled slightly, but he still did not change his attitude, "Jizhong, don't be too presumptuous!"

Tan Jizhong took a look at him, really had nothing to say, bowed slightly, and was about to leave the study.

"Stop!" Tan Jingwei slapped the table and shouted, "I gave you five years to think about it, and you gave me this answer?"

Tan Jizhong turned around with calm eyes, "Don't forget, these five years are also given to you by me."

"you!"

"Father, I have always respected you as an equal, maybe now I don't have to bother so much." Tan Jizhong bowed again.

Tan Jingwei had already stood up, pointing at Tan Jizhong, "If you dare to go out of this door, don't think I'll ever forgive you again!"

Tan Jizhong chuckled, "That's just right, I won't forgive you until you stop."

"Also," Tan Jizhong closed the doorknob, turning his back to Tan Jingwei, "you should burn that painting. My mother chose freedom in the end, and she will never come back."

Without hesitation, he exited the door, and the sound of porcelain smashing on the ground came from inside the room.

Tan Jizhong took a step back, looked at the closed door, and clenched his fists. He absolutely wanted to tear this bondage.

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