flicker, then flicker

Chapter 33

Yan Ming's heart skipped a beat, why are the parents taking turns making surprise attacks recently?

The man on the sofa is sitting on a big horse, with a strong body but not blessed, with thick hair and not bald. If he goes out, he can kill most of his peers in seconds. However, Yan Ming feels that this man has a knife hidden in his smile for no reason. stubble.

Hang Zhe only glanced at him and then looked away. When he saw the young man next to him clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Call someone," the man patted the boy on the shoulder and urged, "Aren't you arguing at home to see your brother?"

The young man seemed to be much taller than Hang Zhe's impression, and he lost a bit of immaturity. His pale and thin face was even more gloomy.

After he was discharged from the hospital that year, Hang Zhe tried a lot to get the kid in. No matter how bad he was, he would have to suffer and learn a lesson, but his family members opposed him and refused to let him call the police, because he didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Hang Zhe had guessed the identity of the child, and with this "brother", all guesses were confirmed.

Yan Ming sat next to Qi Shihan tactfully, watching Hang Zhe walk up to Hang Xiaoyun and sit down next to him.

"It's quite lively here." The man stood up from the sofa and looked around the room, "Xiaoyun is doing well, have you found a good family?"

Yan Ming felt the people around him move, and remembering Hang Zhe's instructions, he hurried to stop them, but when he stretched out his hand, he realized that Qi Shihan had just changed his sitting position, so he had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, pretending not to see the look in the other person's eyes question mark.

"It's hard to talk with outsiders, let's find a room and have a good chat?" The man took two steps casually, and finally walked to Hang Zhe, looking down at his eldest son who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Hang Zhe stood up. The two were about the same height. The man smiled and raised his hand to make a gesture: "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I seem to have grown taller again."

Before entering the door, Hang Xiaoyun tugged on Hang Zhe's sleeves worriedly, and looked at the boy walking in front with hesitation.

Hang Zhe nodded and comforted him with his eyes that he was fine.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Hang Zhe didn't want to go around in circles, the old and the young on the opposite side, the old hypocrisy and the gloomy eyes all made people uncomfortable.

"Your grandfather passed away, and you didn't go back to take a look. Fortunately, Xiao Yi is here." The man looked at his younger son with relief, "or the old man didn't have a grandson to die."

"You came here to hear my congratulations on the recognition of your father and son?" Hang Zhe said calmly, "Then let me say congratulations to you."

"It's different when you're in society. I heard that you've been on TV? You can talk more than before." The man's smile faded. It sounds good, I don't blame you, I came here this time just to take you home, the old man is gone, some things should be exposed as soon as possible, we are a family together."

Hang Zhe shook his head slightly, unmoved: "I can't pass. I made it very clear at the time, either, he will go in, or we will go."

The man was not in a hurry, he still advised him: "Xiao Yi is your younger brother, you can't be so cruel."

"Are you cruel? It's okay. It should be considered more kind than locking people in the house and setting them on fire." Hang Zhe still remembers the terrified and desperate face he saw when he kicked open the door.

"I said I didn't want to set fire!" The young man stood up excitedly and pointed at Hang Xiaoyun, "If she hadn't said to tell my dad...my Uncle Wang, how could I have done that!"

Hang Zhe looked coldly at his slightly trembling fingertips due to excitement, then turned his eyes away to the man who was sitting still.

"It's just like you." The same selfishness and stupidity.

"My species is of course like me," the man said with a slightly regretful tone, "It's a pity that you are more like your mother."

Hang Zhe frowned, and said with a frown: "If you have something to say, don't mention her."

He suppressed the sense of nausea that was churning up, and said coldly: "If you are here to show that your father is kind, your son is filial, and your family is complete, then you have already done it. If there is nothing else..."

The man leaned back on the back of the chair and interrupted him: "You see what you said, are you going to draw a line with us?"

"I thought it was sorted out."

"Are you kidding me? We've raised you for so many years, and how much energy and financial resources we've put into it. You can tell it right away. There's no reason for that."

Finally came, Hang Zhe thought to himself: "Just tell me, what exactly do you want?"

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across the man's face, and he didn't make any fuss at all. He stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and said, "This amount, whether it's alimony or alimony, we can pay the money out."

Hang Xiaoyun couldn't hold back for a while, and blurted out: "Why don't you go grab it!"

For the first time, Hang Zhe knew how shameless a person can be: "My mother brought me, and my grandma gave me the money. What did you pay?" Constant output of garbage thoughts?

"Then there is Hang Xiaoyun. How can your mother's money be enough to support the two of you? Besides, according to the current view, it is called the joint property of husband and wife. I have half of it. Why didn't I pay for it?"

The door is thick and the sound is completely isolated, Yan Ming can't hear anything from outside, and he is too embarrassed to go to listen to the corner, so he can't help feeling irritable.

Qi Shihan put away his phone after replying to the message, and turned his head to look at him.Yan Ming looked back directly, what are you looking at? !

"Are you Hang Zhe's object?" Qi Shihan was surrounded by straight men of steel, and it was a novelty for a while, "You are so good-looking."

"It's your fault for being rude." Yan Ming already had a small fire burning in his heart, and this man was still fueling it, so there must be some sparks burning him.

"I said," Qi Shihan suspected that he didn't recognize him, and turned his hat back half a circle, revealing his entire face, "Do you not know me? You don't usually watch TV?"

Yan Ming wants to say that there is a big gap between you and the TV, think about it or forget it, don't affect Hang Zhe's work: "I know you, you always play the little guy."

"No, why do you always play the jerk?" Qi Shihan felt that he couldn't bear this grievance. "In the drama that was just broadcast recently, I played an officer. Do you understand the officer? Tough guy! Showing off his abs!"

Qi Shihan originally wanted to pick up his clothes to show off, but suddenly remembered that this was the target of his future brother-in-law, and his behavior was so big that he could be called a hooligan.

"Oh." Yan Ming blinked, "Who doesn't have abdominal muscles?"

"It doesn't make sense to you." Qi Shihan originally wanted to get close, but he almost got angry internally, so he took out his mobile phone to look at it, and after looking at it for two seconds, he turned around and asked, "What do you think they are talking about inside?"

"I don't know." Yan Ming bit his lower lip and gave him some advice, "Why don't you stand at the door and listen?"

"It's useless," Qi Shihan waved his hand, "The sound insulation of this door is very good, even if there is a fight inside, we can't hear it."

The scene was quiet for three seconds, and the two stood up suddenly, and looked at each other hesitantly—couldn't they really fight!

At this moment, the door opened, and the four of them walked out. When the young man passed by the door, his eyes turned around the two of them, and finally fell on Yan Ming.

"Let's go son," the man went out and found that the boy hadn't followed, he turned around and shouted, "Goodbye to your brother, we'll come back in two days."

"Brother, don't give me a break." The boy turned his head to look at Hang Zhe, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

Hang Zhe sent them to the elevator entrance, watched the man walk into the elevator, the door slowly closed in front of his eyes, and the boy stood outside the door from beginning to end without moving a step.

"What else do you want to say?" Hang Zhe asked him.

"Is that your boyfriend at the door?" the boy asked without answering.

"It has nothing to do with you," Hang Zhe said patiently, "It's okay, I'm leaving."

"Don't go," the young man stretched out his hand to pull him, but he let him go, "You don't really think that he will settle with you after taking the money, do you?"

"You don't really think I want to give money, do you?" Hang Zhe finds it funny, is he so easy to talk to.

"I don't care if you give it or not, more or less, anyway, the money won't reach my pocket," the young man was very clear, he looked at Hang Zhe and said, "I have a way to make him stop bothering you in the future."

"What do you want?" Hang Zhe was a little curious. It turns out that the relationship between the two is not very good.

"Tell me, I...Uncle Wang, where did he move to?" The young man lowered his face, his eyes even more sinister, "Is he...won't come back again?"

Hang Zhe thought about it back and forth, and roughly understood what the child wanted.

"Why do you want to come back? The child who has been raised in his hands for more than ten years almost became a murderer. Within two days, someone told him that the child's surname is not Wang but should be surnamed Hang. Do you think he still has the face to stay there? ?” Hang Zhe didn’t say anything, the man came to him before he left, apologized to him and left a card, and said a lot about his “son”, “I advise you not to look for him , let others go, and stay with your own father."

"Tell me where he moved to." The boy took a step closer and grabbed Hang Zhe's collar with both hands, "Do you want to be pestered by that scum forever? Tell me, and I'll help you get rid of him."

"Let go," Hang Zhe grabbed his wrist and pushed him away, "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Call me brother twice at you, and I can tell you one thing, the compensation for that matter, my treatment Fei, as well as the relationships and connections you have made to allow you to continue to study, all the money and power in it are paid by your adoptive father, Uncle Wang. The only thing your father did was to persuade me to let it go. you."

"Children, crying and fussing won't bring you love, and you will be punished if you do something wrong."

"Look, aren't you being punished now?"

On the way back, Hang Zhe obediently gave up the driving seat. He knew that he was not suitable for driving now.

Just now after the boy left, Qi Shihan rambled on a bunch of ideas. Although Hang Zhe was annoyed, he still heard and thanked them one by one. Blend in.

Hang Zhe got in the car and called Zhong Rui.

"Why are you calling me if you don't have something to do at this point?" Zhong Rui answered the phone with a noisy background, "Are you looking for help outside the venue?"

The boredom in Hang Zhe's heart was mostly disturbed by his words, this man ruined the atmosphere.

"I want you to do me a favor. Have you been in touch with your uncle recently?" Hang Zhe asked.

"Wait a minute, it's too noisy here, I'll change the place."

The author has something to say: See you at the weekend in the next chapter.