Yan Hua returned to her room with a confused look on her face. It took her a long time to realize that she was scolded by Lang Ruoxian again.
"You deserve it!" She hugged her son and muttered, "I still have the energy to curse, but it seems I won't die."
The fact that Lang Ruoxian was hit by a car quickly made the local news, and the company's official Weibo specifically clarified that he was fine. The police also sent a message saying that the accident was not an accident. They also said that the perpetrator had been rescued and that he could record a statement when he regained consciousness.
"How could it be??" Lang Yi threw the phone on the table, "How could the driver not be dead?"
The person he was looking for this time was a taxi driver with terminal liver cancer. Lang Yi promised to give his family a sum of money and let him and Lang Ruoxian die together.
"Where did you find such an idiot?" Li Jun pointed to the newspaper, "He hit him without even getting in the car. How could we both die together?"
It was originally agreed that the driver should follow Lang Ruoxian's car and look for an opportunity to crash into it. The car would definitely be destroyed and everyone would be killed.
"Fuck, he's not dead!" Compared to the fact that Lang Ruoxian was fine, Lang Yi was more afraid that the driver wasn't dead either. "If he wakes up, he will definitely turn me in."
Li Jun pondered for a moment: "Go find his family and ask them to tell the driver as soon as possible and ask him to take the blame. Money is not an issue. The accident is not big anyway, and even if he goes to jail, it won't last long."
"Yes!" Lang Yi nodded, "He was going to die anyway, and he messed up this time himself."
Lang Yi miscalculated the driver's family. When they found out that the driver hit someone to leave money for them, they stopped immediately and went straight to the police.
When the intermediary passed the message back, Lang Yi was driving and almost rear-ended him. He thought about it and didn't know what to do. This state of affairs was soon discovered by Lang Hongyue.
"What's happened to you these days?" Tianlang Hongyue called him to the study, "Did you go out and cause trouble again?"
Lang Yi refused to say it at first, but later when Lang Hongyue saw him like this, she became more and more suspicious that something had happened to him. After repeated questioning, Lang Yi finally said it.
"What?" Lang Hongyue stood up suddenly and swayed, "Say it again."
She thought she heard wrongly.
"Mom... I didn't expect that driver to be so stupid. Now..."
Snapped! He received a slap, and Lang Hongyue trembled her lips: "You... you..."
"Mom, what's the use of hitting me!" Lang Yi risked his life, "Hurry up and help me find a way. What if I'm found guilty? What should I do? Will I go to jail?"
Lang Hongyue raised her hand and slapped him again: "Jail? It would be great if you could go to jail! Let your uncle know that you are looking for someone to kill Lang Ruoxian. Do you think he will let you go? And your grandfather, he is the most I hate brothers fighting each other, you..."
Lang Hongyue clutched her chest, almost furious with her son.
"He's not dead!" Lang Yi shouted, "In the worst case, I'll break a few ribs."
"Shut up." Lang Hongyue calmed down and glared at Lang Yi, "Just stay at home and don't go anywhere, otherwise I won't really care about you."
Lang Yi nodded quickly: "I'm not going anywhere, Mom, please help me get it done!"
Lang Hongyue immediately found someone to solve the problem. Fortunately, the driver died suddenly. But because of Lang Yi's stupidity, the family already knew that someone hired a driver and went to the police station every day to demand that they find the person behind the scenes.
"Then we won't disturb you. If Mr. Lang thinks of anything later, please tell us in time." The two policemen left the ward and Baby Face locked the door. "Master, Lang Hongyue plans to send Lang Yi abroad."
Lang Ruoxian was wearing a white shirt and leaning on the hospital bed. He looked like a gentle breeze, but his eyes were hair-raising.
His eyes flashed: "Where is Chen San."
"Those cuts were very deep. I can't get out of bed now."
"When he gets better, send him abroad."
The baby face smiled and said: "I understand, but young master... Actually, there is no need to go around in such a big circle, and you are even injured. Just put a trap on Lang Yi and his pig brain will die in minutes."
"He can't die in China." Lang Ruoxian looked out the window and saw that the peach tree was in bloom. He thought of Yan Hua upstairs and wondered if she was also looking at the flowers.
The baby face became happy again: "With him gone, Miss Yan can rest assured to stay at Lang's house after she is discharged from the hospital."
Lang Ruoxian's eyes darkened, how could he be relieved... Lang Hongyue hadn't used her method yet. That woman is the true annihilation of humanity, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals...
The day before the full moon, Yan Hua returned to Lang's house. Lang Ruoxian left the hospital with her on the same day. The two of them sat in the car. Lang Ruoxian kept staring at the baby in the cradle.
"Do you want to hug him?" Yan Hua picked up her son. The one-month-old baby had completely recovered from jaundice and was as fat as a bun. And the hair is a little curly, growing right on the top of the head.
Yan Hua secretly glanced at Lang Ruoxian to make sure his hair was not curly. Then I was shocked by my own behavior! ! ! Why look at him? ? Not his son.
"Are you sure this is your son?"
"What do you mean?" Yan Hua was angry.
Lang Ruoxian said seriously: "It looks nothing like before."
"Nonsense! Children are all like this, they are the same every day." Yanhua laughed, "If you are stupid, you should study more and read more books when you have nothing to do."
"It seems that you have been doing well recently." Lang Ruoxian squinted his eyes. This woman has not changed at all after giving birth. She still looks like a little girl.
Yan Hua ignored him and was about to put the baby back in the cradle, but the little guy suddenly woke up.
"Get out!" Yan Hua gently grabbed her son's little hand, but the little guy held it firmly.
"What did you call him?" Lang Ruoxian asked.
Yan Hua glanced at him: "It's not my turn to be named as a famous person, but I can always be named as a minor one, right?"
"...Fortunately you can't give me a name." Lang Ruoxian reached out and took the child over, "What does Gungun mean?"
Yanhua stared at him worriedly, fearing that he would accidentally drop Gungun: "What do you mean by panda! Don't you know that panda is also called Gungun."
Lang Ruoxian thought about the pandas in his memory. They were all sitting on the ground bulky, only eating and sleeping...
"That's stupid..." He said this, but he didn't let Yan Hua change.
The little guy's eyes were round and big, staring at him brightly. Lang Ruoxian curled the corners of his mouth and gently touched the tip of his nose.
"Grandpa might move back here."
Yan Hua groaned: "Didn't you say that he doesn't like the city?"
"But he likes his great-grandson." Lang Ruoxian noticed that Gungun was looking hard out of the car window, so he turned away. "From now on, grandpa is at home, so you don't have to worry about what others will do."
Seeing Yan Hua's relaxed expression, Lang Ruoxian hit her again: "You can't do anything but you mean Gungun. As for you..."
"I know." Yan Hua said calmly, "I am no longer of use to you."
Lang Ruoxian shook his arm slightly: "It's good to know."
Yan Hua looked at her son, of course she knew. From now on comes the real difficulty. She didn't know how Lang Hongyue and Deng Jingjing would deal with her. They have every means to make themselves disappear quietly.
"I want to grow up with Gungun, and no one can separate us."
Yan Hua looked at Lang Ruoxian: "Don't forget, we are partners, you must help me."
Lang Ruoxian raised the corner of his lips: "As long as you don't hold back."
"Hmph..." Gungun in his arms suddenly snorted twice, and Lang Ruoxian's expression changed, "What's wrong with him?"
Yan Hua took her son over and looked at him sideways: "Why are you nervous? He is sleepy."
Lang family.
"Dad, you are so partial. We have always asked you to come back to live, but you have not agreed. Now you have taken the initiative to move back." Lang Hongyue brought a cup of tea over, "After all, it is the great-grandson who is more important!
Lang Cha was in a good mood, with a smile on his face: "This is my first great-grandson, hey... I don't know if I can catch up with the second one."
"Dad, don't talk nonsense." Lang Li put out his cigarette, "I'll get Ruoxian married right away, and I'll give you another child next year."
"Don't come here." Lang Cha glared at him, "If you are just twenty-five, why are you getting married so early? Don't be in a hurry, and take your time to find the right one."
Deng Jingjing was sitting next to her with a straight face. She was about to say something mean when she saw the door open. Lang Ruoxian walked in front carrying the cradle. When the petite woman behind him showed her head, Deng Jingjing's face turned even more ugly.
After all, it was because of her young age. Not only did her figure remain the same after giving birth, but her face seemed to be more beautiful. The crooked brows she had now made her feel beautiful even to a woman.
"Grandpa, uncle, aunt! Aunt, uncle." Yan Hua called a circle of people and then sat on the sofa opposite Lang Cha.
The old man had already picked up the child, holding the cradle and staring at it.
"It's so beautiful!" Lang Cha smiled happily, "White and tender." Then he looked at Yan Hua, "You raised him well."
Yan Hua looked embarrassed: "My son, if I don't treat him well, I won't treat him well!"
"Yeah, by the way. What do you think of this name?" Lang Cha waved, and Uncle Li spread a piece of paper on the coffee table, with three vigorous calligraphy characters on it.
"Lang Xuanyuan?" Deng Jingjing curled her lips, "Dad, I've heard that if the child is named too big, it will be bad for his destiny."
Xuanyuan is the name of the emperor of ancient China. What does the old man mean
"I asked someone to calculate it." Lang Cha said slowly, "This child's birthday is the same as that of Emperor Xuanyuan, the third day of March. The five elements of fate are the same, which completely suppresses the word Xuanyuan."
The old man couldn't help but laugh when he said this: "God is really blessing my Lang family! The little guy will definitely be something great in the future."
"Then let me give you a nickname!" Lang Hongyue said quickly, "Let's call her Feifei!"
Yan Hua said with some embarrassment: "I have been calling him Gungun this time, and I want to use this as a nickname."
"Nonsense!" Lang Hongyue glared at her, "What's Gungun's name? Is it a curse?"
"Gun Gun is a panda." Deng Jingjing would not miss the opportunity to laugh at Lang Hongyue. "Pandas are called pandas on the Internet. I think it's pretty good. It's a national treasure after all."
Lang Cha twitched his beard: "The words Feifei and Lang Yi are too heavy and inappropriate. If Yanhua wants to be called Gungun, then go ahead and call her Gungun!"
"Dad!" Lang Hongyue was furious. She was about to say something but Lang Cha raised his hand and interrupted.
"The child was born to Yan Hua. She can't give her the nickname. She should choose the nickname."