Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Maojin Washington.

The driver stood guard at the door and heard a woman crying from inside. He stood at the door calmly, without any intention of prying.

Rich people have their own secrets, some are business secrets, some are little-known hobbies, they often accompany the boss to go around like this, if they want to do it for a long time, they must keep their mouths and eyes shut.

"Wang Jianming, come out." Zhao Yungang said as he unbuttoned his collar.

Wang Jianming hid under the blanket, shivering, and said, "I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

As soon as Zhao Yun stepped forward, he lifted the quilt away, revealing a gray-haired man in his fifties or sixties, looking at him in fear.When he saw Zhao Yungang stretching out his hand, he covered his head in panic in understanding. Zhao Yungang directly grabbed his hair and lifted him up, slapping his face one after another.

His movements were fierce and his face was ruthless. Wang Jianming's face turned red when he slapped him.

"Stop beating, stop beating, he just found out that he has a bad heart!" Wang Jianming's daughter-in-law cried outside.

Zhao Yungang threw Wang Jianming onto the bed, panted, and stared at him fiercely.

"You beat me to death," Wang Jianming seemed to have been slapped so hard that he couldn't tell the direction, his eyes were dazed, "You beat me to death, I've had enough, enough."

As soon as Zhao Yun lifted his leg, he kicked him in the chest, kicked him down on the bed, and then stepped on his neck with his foot: "I want to die, it's not so cheap for you!"

Wang Jianming was almost out of breath, and struggled to hug his leg. Zhao Yungang said, "Stay here in my hands."

Wang Jianming's face was getting redder and redder, veins had already appeared on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, and he was about to die. Zhao Yun just raised his foot and moved away from him.

Wang Jianming suddenly gasped violently, rolled and fell to the bed, probably breathing too fast, he coughed again, his body trembling, but his hands grabbed Zhao Yungang's leg.

"Mr. Zhao, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I went to Song Zhiyuan's tomb to confess a few days ago. I was obsessed with money for a while, but I have paid the price these years. I am almost like a prisoner." , being controlled by you here, I have redeemed my sins. My health is failing and I can’t live for a few years. My son wants to pick me up and go to the countryside. Please, let me go.”

Zhao Yungang sneered: "I'm not locking you up, you can leave anytime." He took a step back and looked at Wang Jianming with disgust: "Is there someone stopping you here?"

Wang Jianming struggled in pain, grabbed his trouser leg: "Mr. Zhao..."

Zhao Yungang's face was full of hostility, his tone was like a devil, and he said, "Heal well, heal well, I will come back next time."

"You're just deceiving yourself!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Wang Jianming immediately changed his face, raised his head and shouted: "Why are you doing this to me? Isn't it just to make yourself feel better? I'm the only one who killed Song Zhiyuan People? And you, and you! You put everything on my head, you beat me and scolded me, just to cover up your guilt. I drove Song Zhiyuan to the cliff, but I pushed him down , it's you, Zhao Yungang!"

As soon as Zhao Yun heard the words, he turned around and kicked Wang Jianming in the face. Wang Jianming's head hit the leg of the bed, and he couldn't get up for a long time, sneering with blood in his mouth.

"I'm suffering physically, you're suffering mentally, and you're no better than me. Song Zhiyuan is watching, he's watching from the ground."

"I introduced you to him as a brother, and he also trusted you as a brother, but you borrowed my hand and forced him to death." Zhao Yungang said, "It's all because you are not as good as a beast." All the sins are yours, I'm just... I'm just..."

"It's all your fault!" He roared with a flushed face.

"Otherwise, he is still fine now. All that I have now, maybe he will have it, just because of you, because of the trap set up by a sinister and cunning villain like you." He said.

"I won't let you die, and I won't let you live a good life. The law may not punish you, but I, Zhao Yungang, can. Your son, your grandson, don't want them to live with debts that cannot be paid off for several lifetimes. You Just stay here honestly, until I die, and I will watch you, so I can live."

Just as Zhao Yun walked to the door, he turned to look at Wang Jianming, with tears in his eyes. Wang Jianming was old, and so was he.

A person's eyes are red, but his heart is dark.

But his heart was only dark for a moment, but his eyes were red all his life.

But what's the use, thinking back to Song Zhiyuan's red eyes, it looks like he's shedding crocodile tears.

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Song Chen sat on the floor and flipped through the pages one by one.

"Song Chen"'s diary is not long. These were written when he was in primary and middle school. Some of them can be seen to cope with the teacher's homework... This is the same as him. He had a period of time, and the diary was also arranged by the teacher. one of the learning tasks.

From Song Chen's diary, one can almost see his growth trajectory.At the beginning, the handwriting was beautiful, although it was not good-looking, but the strokes were still neat, and it became more and more chaotic at the later stage. By the time of the second middle school period, it was already ostentatious and scribbled.

The content of the diary is also very short, and some of them are even scribbles without rules. Just those messy scribbles make people feel depressed and disturbed. It can be seen that Song Chen has not been happy all the time.

"Today is Thursday, the weather is fine, my godfather took me to the amusement park, my elder brother and the others wanted to follow, but my godfather refused, saying that he wanted to accompany me specially. We rode the Ferris wheel, played with bumper cars, and went to Sea World. Godfather said, take me to Disney next time. I had a great time today."

"Today is Tuesday, it's raining, I don't have anything to write."

"Today is my birthday and I have received a lot of presents. But I miss my parents a little bit. Godfather said, tell him what presents you want, and tell him to buy them for me. I actually want to tell him that I want a time-traveling A machine that allows me to go back in time and spend a day with my parents."

When Song Chen saw this, his nose was a little sour.

He is a person who is easily emotional and can cry when he sees anything. He thinks this diary is simple but full of tears.

How true, the heart of a child.He had a very weird feeling, and felt that the real thing was a little scary.

Since he crossed over, he has always felt unreal. To him, "Song Chen" is more like a cardboard figure than Zhao Jindong and the others, because he has never been with "Song Chen", "Song Chen" Only live in his novels, love and hate are strong and paper-like, just a virtual character.

Touching his real soul now, I suddenly feel his short but specific and long life.

He is also a real person, like Zhao Jindong and the others, he can breathe and have a heartbeat.

Where did the original Song Chen go? Did he die?Or live in another parallel world?Or switched identities with him and lived in his world?

Among the relatively short diaries in the general edition, only the diary on December 12 is relatively long, with as many as two pages.

Just as he was about to watch it, he heard his cell phone ring in the bedroom.

He hurriedly got up to pick it up, the phone number was a bit unfamiliar, and when he got through, he heard the other party say: "Young Master Song, it's me, Wang Jun."

"Wang Jun?" Song Chen touched his sore neck: "Mr. Zhao is looking for me?"

"No," Wang Jun seemed hesitant, and said, "I called myself..."

Song Chen then said, "If you have anything to do, just say it directly."

"Young Master Song, come and take a look. I see Mr. Zhao drank a lot, probably too much."

Song Chen looked at the time: "Drinking at this time, to accompany clients?"

"No, he drank alone..."

Song Chen asked, "Where is it?"

"Qingyue Bar."

After Wang Jun hung up the phone, she secretly glanced into the window again, and saw Zhao Jindong sitting on the sofa, silently drinking alone, with a cigarette in his hand.

For some reason, he thought of calling Song Chen.

Perhaps his intuition told him that the person Zhao Jindong most wanted to see in this world was probably Song Chen.

He drove Zhao Jindong every day, and almost witnessed a series of recent changes in Zhao Jindong, especially when Song Chen was also in the car, many of the behaviors that happened in the car were unexpected to him.

He smelled love from Zhao Jindong and Song Chen.You must know that when Song Chen and Zhao Jindong were in the same car, he was most nervous.

Because Song Chen would get angry, the two of them were either sarcasm or cold war, and he was driving in front, the pressure was really great and embarrassing, it was his nightmare.He is also afraid of Song Chen, because Song Chen hates the house and black, and even treats him very badly.

It's all changed now.

Song Chen quickly put away all the things on the ground, then moved all the boxes to the study, and then went downstairs.

Wang Ma stopped him and said, "Where are you going in such a disgrace?"

"Wang Jun said that the second brother drank too much, I'll go and have a look."

"That's not in a hurry. He already drank too much when you went." Wang Ma helped him beat the dirt on his body and wiped his face. Song Chen smiled and said, "Okay, okay. ,I am leaving."

He called the driver at home to take him off, but when the car reached the main road outside the manor, at the corner, the driver suddenly said, "Mr.'s car."

Song Chen looked over when he heard the words, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Yungang's car under a camphor tree.

The strange thing is that Zhao Yungang's driver was not in the car, but stood in the distance.The driver knew the family's car, Song Chen saw that he saw it, and felt that it would not be good to just go straight there, so he said to the driver, "Stop."

Now that he has seen it, let him say hello.

The car stopped, Song Chen opened the car window, and vaguely saw Zhao Yungang sitting behind through the car glass.

"dad."

After he yelled, there was no response from Zhao Yungang, but Zhao Yungang's driver ran over and greeted him with a smile at the window: "Xiao Chen."

"Uncle Bai," Song Chen said, "I saw you guys, stop to say hello. Dad..."

Without saying a word, the car window over there opened, and Zhao Yungang's face was exposed, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be traces of tears on his face, but his expression was majestic, and he asked, "Going out?"

Song Chen froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Go." Zhao Yungang said.

Song Chen didn't dare to say much, and nodded. When the car drove past, he couldn't help but turned his head and glanced back again.

Zhao Yun just cried? ! ! !Did he read it right? !

Zhao Yungang, the iron-blooded tough guy he described, can cry.

Song Chen forgot to worry about the drunk Zhao Jindong, and kept thinking about why Zhao Yungang was crying.

It was really shocking, the little girl acted like a spoiled child, and the old man shed tears, all of which were overwhelming.

He didn't know that there was another thing that made people unable to resist, which was making Zhao Jindong drunk.

Qingyue Bar, the name is different from those coquettish sluts. It is a small and fresh bar, located next to a park in the suburbs, probably in the afternoon, and there are no people there yet.

After Song Chen got out of the car, he saw Wang Jun.Wang Jun hurried over and said, "Boss Zhao is inside."

"During working hours, why did he suddenly come over to drink?" Song Chen asked.

Wang Jun looked complicated, and said, "Go in and have a look, I think he's drunk too much."

Song Chen didn't ask any more questions, and followed Wang Jun into the bar.

The bar is small, with only a few tables, all of which are separated by partitions. Zhao Jindong sat at the outermost one. When Song Chen entered, he was still pouring wine.

He went over and brought the wine bottle over. Zhao Jindong raised his head and was taken aback when he saw it was him. Then he pursed his lips and stopped looking at him.

Eye rims seem to be red.

What happened today, my son cried after I finished crying.

There are so many sons in the Zhao family. To be honest, Zhao Jindong is the most like Zhao Yungang, with similar temperament and personality. They are the kind of strong and self-respecting men. kind.

Song Chen looked at the empty bottle next to him: "Why do you drink so much all by yourself and stop working?"

"You, why are you here?" Zhao Jindong's words were a little awkward: "Wang... Wang Jun called you, I, I will..."

"Don't blame him, he was also worried about you, so he told me." Song Chen stretched out his hand and called the waiter: "Check out."

Zhao Jindong said, "I haven't had enough."

"Drinking can't solve any troubles, it will only make you more uncomfortable. If you don't want to go to work, let's go home." Song Chen settled the bill and looked at Zhao Jindong: "Let's go?"

Zhao Jindong stood up, staggering, and Song Chen quickly grabbed his arm and said, "I never thought you'd drink to drown your sorrows."

Zhao Jindong said, "Is it true that you have no skills?"

Song Chen said, "It just doesn't feel like your style."

"I should be, what style?"

Zhao Jindong leaned on his shoulder, smelled heavily of alcohol, his eyes were red, but his eyes were extremely gentle, so gentle that he was a little sad.

"What should I look like..." Zhao Jindong said.

Song Chen found that he was indeed very unusual, and he seemed to be very depressed.

However, a man like Zhao Jindong who swallows all kinds of troubles would not be able to find out why he asked him. Song Chen didn't ask, but supported him and said, "Let's go home and lie down for a while."

Who knew that Zhao Jindong reached out and pinched his chin, wanting to kiss him.

There were staff members and a few other guests in the bar, Song Chen was a little embarrassed, twisted his head and said, "What are you doing?"

"Kiss you." Zhao Jindong said; "I kiss my wife."

Suddenly being called daughter-in-law by Zhao Jindong, Song Chen's heart beat faster.

This is a gay guy's dream, and he is no exception!

But this occasion really made him a little embarrassed, and his tone softened a bit, saying, "Let's talk about it when we go home."

"Are you my wife?" Zhao Jindong asked.

Song Chen: "..."

Seeing that Zhao Jindong didn't speak, his eyes sparkled as if they were about to get wet, Song Chen nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."

Zhao Jindong was happy and kissed him.

Song Chen quickly pulled Zhao Jindong out. Seeing them coming out, Wang Jun hurried over to help.Song Chen panted, and wanted to hand Zhao Jindong to Wang Jun.

Zhao Jindong was too tall and heavy, almost his whole body fell on him. He was out of breath after walking a short dozen meters. He wanted to hand Zhao Jindong to Wang Jun to catch his breath.

Who knew that Zhao Jindong was holding onto his arm and would not let go. As a last resort, Song Chen had no choice but to support his other arm and stuff Zhao Jindong into the car with Wang Jun.

As soon as he sat in, Zhao Jindong burrowed into his arms, wanting to hug his waist. Song Chen glanced at Wang Jun in front of him, and then touched Zhao Jindong's head. He looked up and licked his chin.

"What are you doing?" Song Chen was startled, embarrassed, and said sternly, "No messing around."

This is a common line of Zhao Jindong, I really didn't expect that he would say this to Zhao Jindong one day!