Zhong Yuhuan hesitated for a moment and then lay down.
Li Jinyuan just carried her on his back until the car came to pick them up. Then he returned home, carried her upstairs, and finally put her on the sofa.
Zhong Yuhuan was satisfied with having older brothers and younger brothers.
Now my stomach no longer hurts, so I went to take a shower with satisfaction.
…
Huo Chengming found Zhong Yuhuan first.
So Huo Chengming should have asked clearly why Zhong Yuhuan sent the text message.
Li Jinyuan didn't ask Zhong Yuhuan the reason again. When he got home and watched Zhong Yuhuan close the bedroom door, he turned to look at Huo Chengming.
Li Jinyuan asked: "What happened today?"
Huo Chengming pursed his lips tightly and told Li Jinyuan what Zhong Yuhuan told him.
Now they were on the same page, they were all the same, a drag on her.
The soft color on Li Jinyuan's face gradually faded and turned cold. He whispered: "Huanhuan must be very sad."
Huo Chengming's facial features tensed up, and he said coldly: "I can't wait too long."
Li Jinyuan was silent for a few seconds before speaking out: "Yes, I can't wait too long."
…
Grandpa Ding didn't know about Ding Qiuyue's visit to Zhong Yuhuan, but Lang Jinzhi soon found out about it, and he quickly called Zhong Yuhuan.
"When is school over? I'll come to pick you up." Lang Jinzhi said over there.
Zhong Yuhuan reported the time.
Lang Jinzhi immediately responded: "Okay, wait for me at the school gate."
Zhong Yuhuan thought that he would probably have dinner with Lang Jinzhi, so he told Huo Chengming and the others in advance to let them go first.
As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Zhong Yuhuan saw Lang Jinzhi's car as soon as he left school.
His car is very low-key, but it stands out among the rows of luxury cars.
Zhong Yuhuan stepped forward, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.
"My cousin didn't bring Secretary Cheng with him today?" Zhong Yuhuan asked doubtfully.
Lang Jinzhi nodded: "Yeah." But he didn't say why.
Zhong Yuhuan almost guessed the reason, it should be for Ding Qiuyue.
When they arrived at the restaurant and entered the private room that Lang Jinzhi had reserved long ago, Zhong Yuhuan saw Ding Qiuyue standing up in his seat.
However, after seeing her, the joy on Ding Qiuyue's face slowly faded.
Ding Qiuyue asked: "Jinzhi, aren't you having dinner with me? Why did you bring Yu Huan here?"
Lang Jinzhi's expression was calm, even with a hint of indifference. He said lightly: "You are an elder. If you bully a junior, you will always make people laugh. Today I will be my host, so please give me a happy greeting. apologize."
Ding Qiuyue's expression suddenly changed. She pinched the strap of the bag in her hand and said coldly: "How can I apologize to her? What's more, did I say something wrong? I didn't say anything wrong. Please forgive me. What's wrong with eating? What's wrong with thinking about her?"
Seeing this scene, Zhong Yuhuan suddenly dug out his original memory.
In the original memory, Ding Qiuyue and Lang's father have been separated for many years. Lang Jinzhi has been raised in Lang's house all year round. Whenever he returns to Ding's house to visit Grandpa Ding, Ding Qiuyue is basically not there, so the mother and son have no chance to meet later. Fewer and fewer.
The scene before him undoubtedly confirmed this.
"That is grandpa's property. How it will be distributed in the future is determined according to grandpa's wishes. Since grandpa has already written a will, and it is clearly written in the will, why are you here to interfere? Last month, both children were I have already taken him to the Lan Villa and met his grandpa. He is now a member of the Ding family. How can you open your mouth like this? Make the whole thing uneconomical. Is this for Yu Huan?" Lang Jinzhi's The voice was neither urgent nor slow, calm and indifferent, but its momentum was overwhelming.
Every sentence touched Ding Qiuyue's heart.
Ding Qiuyue raised her voice and scolded: "Is this how you talk to your mother? How did I teach you when you were a child?"
Lang Jinzhi said calmly: "I will bear in mind your teaching back then, but one thing is another. Do you want the Ding family to make another joke?"
Ding Qiuyue's face completely darkened, and she was so angry that her whole body trembled, and said: "Okay, okay! Who do you think I am for? I am for you! Don't you have a share in grandpa's inheritance in the future? ?You don’t want it anymore?”
Lang Jinzhi's expression remained unchanged: "I understand, you will probably never feel that you are at fault."
Lang Jinzhi held Zhong Yuhuan's wrist and said, "Let's eat at another restaurant."
After saying that, he took Zhong Yuhuan out of the door.
Throughout the whole process, Zhong Yuhuan couldn't get a word in, but seeing how ugly Ding Qiuyue's face made her feel much better.
Ding Qiuyue watched them go out and was so angry that she picked up the tea bowl and slammed the door.
After leaving the restaurant, the two returned to the car.
Lang Jinzhi asked: "Do you want to eat Tibetan food?"
"Eat." Zhong Yuhuan nodded.
"There is a Tibetan restaurant on Huaiyin Road that has good food." Lang Jinzhi stepped on the accelerator as he spoke.
After the car drove some distance away, Lang Jinzhicai said again: "I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry for. It was my aunt who said something bad, not my cousin." Zhong Yuhuan said and turned to look at Lang Jinzhi. In an instant, she caught a hint of gloom quickly passing through Lang Jinzhi's eyes.
It seems that the relationship between Lang Jinzhi and Ding Qiuyue is even more awkward and cold than what was shown just now.
Zhong Yuhuan thought for a while and whispered: "Actually, the matter is over. I'm in a good mood now. Cousin, don't be unhappy either."
"Um."
Zhong Yuhuan looked at the tired look on his face and asked in a low voice: "Is cousin very busy today?"
"I just came back from Yun City and went to a meeting." Lang Jinzhi whispered, not wanting to be impatient with his little cousin.
"Then take a good rest after eating."
"Um."
Zhong Yuhuan felt that Lang Jinzhi didn't look happy, but she really didn't understand the purpose of the festival between Lang Jinzhi and Ding Qiuyue, mother and son. It was so deep that they were indifferent to each other when they met.
After thinking about it, Zhong Yuhuan swallowed back all the unnecessary words of comfort.
Lang Jinzhi is already an adult, and in the original impression, he has been very calm since he was a child. Lang Jinzhi's heart must be stronger than hers, and it should not be her turn to care.
After entering the Tibetan restaurant, Lang Jinzhi held the menu in his hand and read some good dishes to Zhong Yuhuan while sketching them on the menu.
The food arrived soon.
Zhong Yuhuan lowered his head and started eating, while Lang Jinzhi stared at her movements for a while, and then used serving chopsticks to pick up the food for Zhong Yuhuan.
His movements were very unfamiliar, and it seemed that he had never had such experience before.
I think so, given his background and current position, it is likely that others will provide him with food.
Zhong Yuhuan raised his head and smiled at Lang Jinzhi: "Thank you, cousin." His voice was crisp and sweet.
The tired look on Lang Jinzhi's face lessened a little.
…
After finishing eating the Tibetan food, the two of them walked out.
Lang Jinzhi said, "I'll drive you back to Zhong's house."
"No, cousin, please call your driver now and ask him to pick you up. I can go back by myself." Zhong Yuhuan thought for a while and then added another sentence: "It's not good to drive while fatigued."
Lang Jinzhi didn't insist anymore and immediately called the driver.
The driver quickly took a taxi and sat in Lang Jinzhi's driver's seat.
Zhong Yuhuan waved his hand at him: "I'll also ask the driver to pick me up. Cousin, please go home and rest. Bye."
She rarely spoke so much to him.
In the past, Lang Jinzhi didn't like children very much because they were too noisy. But now Zhong Yuhuan said a long series of words, and he no longer found it annoying.
Maybe it's because Zhong Yuhuan's soft taste permeated every sentence.
She was caring for him in turn.
Lang Jinzhi whispered: "Okay, I'm going back."
Less than two minutes after Lang Jinzhi's car left, the Zhong family's car also arrived at the door.
But Zhong Yuhuan didn't get in the car. She blinked and looked at the dessert shop opposite. Did she read that correctly? Huo Chengming and Li Jinyuan were sitting in the dessert shop, clumsily holding the menu in an attempt to hide their faces from her.
"Wait for me for a while." After Zhong Yuhuan told the driver, he crossed the road and reached the dessert shop opposite.
She walked quickly through the door and went straight to the table where they were sitting. Then she stretched out her hand and grabbed the menu that was covering their faces.
"Why are you here?" Zhong Yuhuan leaned slightly and got closer to them.
The two teenagers froze at this moment.
"Look at you, don't worry." This is what Huo Chengming said.
"Huanhuan, does your stomach hurt today?" Li Jinyuan chose to create a problem and throw it back to Zhong Yuhuan in a roundabout way.
"It doesn't hurt today." Zhong Yuhuan tugged on their sleeves and pulled them up: "Let's go home."
Seeing that she had no intention of pursuing them, the two of them relaxed and immediately agreed, "Well, I'm going home."
After leaving the dessert shop, Zhong Yuhuan turned to them and asked, "Are you afraid that I will be bullied again?"
Huo Chengming and Li Jinyuan were silent for a moment, and then said almost unanimously: "Yeah."
"I was not bullied. My cousin came to me today and brought my aunt to apologize to me." Zhong Yuhuan did not say that Ding Qiuyue had not apologized at all, and she did not want them to bear the pressure.
Huo Chengming grimaced and blurted out: "Don't forgive her."
After saying that, Huo Chengming felt that his tone was too strong and Zhong Yuhuan might not like it, so he added: "Everyone who bullies you cannot be easily forgiven."
Li Jinyuan also said in a low voice: "Just let her hate me and Huo Chengming."
But Zhong Yuhuan can't bow his head and suffer injustice.
From now on, they will work hard to completely isolate those people and things that make her wronged.
Zhong Yu smiled and said, "Well, I am a very vengeful person and will not forgive easily."
The author has something to say: Enter v Chapter 3!
It’s finally finished! While others are celebrating the New Year, I am coding, hahaha! Then leave random red envelopes in the comments as usual~