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"Ok?"

The tall man turned his head slightly, the smile on his face faded a bit.

Yu Minglang's breathing seemed to be restrained at that moment, Yu Zhengyan looked at him calmly, but it made him unable to say what he said next.

"Yeah, it's getting late."

Zhu Zheng raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, then stood up slowly, and Zhu Ya obediently held the old man's hand gently.

"In that case, let's stop nagging, and it's time to say goodbye."

"It's not a nuisance," Yu Zhengyan also stood up with a smile, "It's the honor of this junior that Commander Zhu is willing to give this junior a face."

Yu Minglang followed Yu Zhengyan and stood up. As the host, he also wanted to be a guest.

After sending people out, Zhu Zheng stopped, with a smile on his face: "Let's go here, the driver is outside, so there's no need to send them off."

Yu Zhengyan: "Okay, let's send it here."

Before Zhu Zheng left, his eyes fell on Yu Minglang, and he said out of nowhere: "This child really looks like Sujuan."

"I hope that the younger generation will be fearful."

The person shivering slightly from the chilling cold wind, Zhu Zheng held Zhu Ya's hand: "Ya Ya, let's go."

Zhu Yachong nodded to the two of them: "Goodbye uncle, goodbye Minglang."

The girl was still so generous, her beautiful almond eyes swept over Yu Minglang, with a little smile, she looked at him without any extra emotion, but there were some other things mixed in.

After the grandfather and grandson left, the atmosphere in the house returned to normal. Yu Zhengyan sat on the sofa and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. He seemed very tired.

"Why, do you want to do this?"

Yu Minglang's questioning broke the tranquility of the living room, Yu Zhengyan opened his eyes, his brows were furrowed together as expected, Yu Minglang stood in front of him, contrary to his usual well-behaved appearance, he did not hide his emotions at all, the person beside him Holding hands together, like an angry little beast.

After a few seconds of silence, Yu Zhengyan suddenly smiled, fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't blame him, he was surprisingly calm, as if comforting him, he said "Good boy", and closed his eyes for a nap.

His words made Yu Minglang even more angry, his father's peaceful attitude was like a knife piercing his chest, what is this, is a good word going to send him away?So careless, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Yu Minglang's voice trembled slightly: "What is this?"

He thought it was just an ordinary blind date, which is very common in such families, and he also knew that one day Yu Zhengyan would do this and find him a good family for his daughter, but it was not like today, so he was unprepared , according to his head to do this thing, his father's strong wrist made him no room to refuse, of course, he did not have the right to say no.

That Commander Zhu, that Miss Zhu, and his father, these three people starred in all the scenes, but he was like a marionette, unable to do anything but at the mercy of others.

Yu Zhengyan finally stopped the sloppiness on his face, and focused his eyes on his son: "I thought you knew all about it."

"Know what?" Yu Minglang suddenly roared, and all the emotions he had suppressed tonight erupted in an instant, like a flood gushing from a broken dam, "What do I know, knowing that these two people will appear At home? Do you know that you would force a woman into me today? "

He gasped heavily, his eyes flushed.

"What else can I know? You won't ask me how I feel, I won't ask if I like her, I won't ask if I agree with this matter, and then you will handle everything by yourself and decide everything about me?! From the beginning to the end, from the past to the present, I don't know anything at all!"

The veins on Yu Minglang's neck were bulging due to excitement, and his blood vessels were trembling slightly like his master. He breathed heavily, his chest heaving violently. After a few seconds, Yu Minglang's eyes suddenly felt a little wet. I mean, this is the first time he has felt wronged in the face of the domineering Yu Zhengyan, who is so small and inconspicuous, but instantly sweeps him away.

He pinched the flesh on his palm with his fingertips, laughing at himself from the bottom of his heart, Yu Minglang, you are so cowardly.

Yu Zhengyan looked at him from the beginning to the end, and suddenly shook his head in disappointment: "Mingming, you lost your composure."

He sighed, as if a little puzzled: "Just because of such a trivial matter?"

"I thought you knew what kind of identity you were. I thought you knew what your future path should be. I thought you knew what your life was like."

"If you are smart enough, you should follow the path I paved for you, instead of arguing with me mindlessly about whether you want to or not. My own son, I know best, I know what you want What, I know what you want, so I'm doing this for your own good."

There was a trace of compassion in his eyes: "Mingming, in the future, you will thank me for everything I have done to you now."

Yu Minglang was so angry that he was trembling all over. When he spoke again, there was a choke in his throat: "Why, you are always like this..."

Yu Zhengyan stood up, making him much taller. He thought for a while, and slowly rubbed the top of Yu Minglang's soft hair: "You are like this, how can I rest assured that I will hand over such a huge family business to you in the future?"

The butler stood in the corner, watching the two silently, and only heard Yu Zhengyan say: "I didn't want to tell you these things."

His hand landed on Yu Minglang's shoulder, he hesitated for a while, and finally said: "But... you have always been, your ambition does not match your strength."

Yu Minglang's body suddenly stiffened, his father looked at him like he was looking at an ant, which made people very embarrassed.

"Father admits that you are smart enough, whether it is in studies or other things, but you are smart and misunderstood by your cleverness, and you don't recognize yourself at all. I thought that as long as you are given enough time, you will understand this. But then, I realized I was wrong."

His father's words were like a slap in the face, hitting him hard on the face, making him dizzy.

"It's not a good thing that your eyes are higher than your head. You were born in Yu's family and you have your own pride, but if you leave Yu's family, you are nothing."

"If you are like this, in the mall, you will only be crushed so hard that there is not even a scum left. This world is so cruel. It doesn't depend on whether you want it or not."

"So Mingming, you need me and everything I do for you."

"That Miss Zhu is a very good candidate. If there is no accident, she will be the mistress of the Yu family and your wife in the future."

Yu Zhengyan's eyes finally returned to the look of a loving father, and he patted Yu Minglang's shoulder: "Go to rest early, it's getting late."

"What if I have someone I like?"

The strength in Yu Zhengyan's hand suddenly increased, and Yu Minglang grunted when he pinched it. After a few seconds, he let go of his hand slightly, but the expression on his face was completely different from the beginning. The breath he exhaled was cold, Yu Minglang couldn't see his expression, but the housekeeper saw it completely, and shivered all over.

He suddenly thought of what he said to Yu Zhengyan earlier: "It's better not to expose that matter, you know the young master's temper."

"the person I like?"

"What cats and dogs, do you dare to like them?"

Time seemed to stand still.

"Minglang, don't force Dad."

Yu Zhengyan left, and before going upstairs, he didn't even give Yu Minglang an extra look, leaving him standing in the living room alone in a daze.

He has always been in a weak position in this family, didn't he always know this?

Yu Minglang slowly raised his hands, covered his face, and took a breath.Whenever he thinks he can resist, the reality is like a hammer that knocks him out of his fantasy. He has always been, he is firmly controlled by Yu Zheng, he has always been suppressed by him, and he will always live in him. in the shadow of.

Compared with those slaves in ancient times, he just had an extra glamorous identity. He didn't have any chance to make decisions for himself, and he didn't have any power.

Yu Minglang suddenly thought of Qi Sen, thought of his focused eyes when looking at him, thought of his warm embrace, thought of the lingering warmth left at the corner of his mouth after kissing him.

Was it wrong from the very beginning?

The author has something to say:

emmmmmmm, in fact, when I described Xiaoshou from the front, I always wanted to write him as a wealthy waste... It's the kind of pride that is actually useless

Then realize the reality hahahahahahaha