Because Lang Hongyue was not at home, the Lang family scolded her for a long time and no one paid attention to her. In a fit of anger, she refused to leave and made an appointment with some friends to go to the bar.
"Who are you angry with, Miss?" There was a local gangster who was doing well and had always liked Lang Jia. Of course, I didn’t expect to be together.
After all, Lang Jia's identity was there, but it would be good for him to have a good relationship, so he was extra enthusiastic to help her solve her problems.
"Go away and leave me alone!" Lang Jia had already drank a whole bottle of wine and was a little awkward when speaking.
The local snake poured her another glass: "If you have anything to tell me, brother, whoever bullied you will bully you back!"
"Who dares to bully me!" Lang Jia shook his head, "Except for the woman at home, who does she think she is..."
He was so dizzy and spoke intermittently that he really let the local snake spell out the complete story.
"Fuck, I dare to hit you! Tell me how to deal with her."
Lang Jia pouted at him: "Take care of her? My grandfather must not scold me to death."
"How about scaring her?" the local snake suggested. "Anyway, nothing will happen. I'll take it out on you."
Yan Hua sighed as she looked at the man lying on the bed sleeping like a piglet. This was Lang Ruoxian's apartment. The strange thing is that the guest room is very warmly decorated, as if it is for girls.
"Come out and have something to eat." Lang Ruoxian stood at the door at some point.
Yanhua kissed Gungun and followed him to the restaurant: "Gungun must have been pinched on the face." She corrected, "I thought Lang Jia had hit him before, so I slapped her."
"If you hit me, hit me." Lang Ruoxian handed her the chopsticks.
There are four dishes and one soup on the dinner table, not much, but very exquisite.
"I called you from a nearby hotel." Lang Ruoxian took a sip of the soup, "You stay here with me, and you can go back when grandpa calls."
Yan Hua ate a piece of fish and said, "The most she can do is get scolded. What else can she do?"
"Lang Hongyue knows this, and she will be scolded at most. But if grandpa finds out, maybe... she won't be able to return to China in the next two years."
"Really?" Yan Hua suddenly became interested.
Lang Jia has to come back at least once a year now, and one Lang Hongyue is enough for her to worry about. As soon as Lang Jia comes, Yanhua goes on high alert, for fear that she will do something to Gungun on impulse.
"I will try my best to make it true." Lang Ruoxian looked at her and said.
Yan Hua was stunned and her face felt a little hot.
"Thank... thank you." She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then smiled generously at Lang Ruoxian, "Does this mean that we are not opposing enemies?"
Lang Ruoxian ate his food slowly: "We are not meant to be."
The two of them suddenly stopped talking. Yanhua originally thought that she might not be able to eat, but she ate slowly and the bottom of the small bowl of rice was gone. She shifted uncomfortably and attributed this to the fact that the food was so delicious.
Yes, that’s it!
"Even if we are uncle and sibling, I am the least dangerous one in the family." Seeing that she had finished her staple food, Lang Ruoxian calmly pushed a bowl of bird's nest over.
"You probably forgot that I told you that Lang Hongyue wanted to use Gungun to get the inheritance rights of the second bedroom, so that she would have the largest share." Lang Ruoxian's clear and low voice echoed in the room.
Yanhua interjected: "Don't you and your father not care? Heir to the Lang family."
"If you are the heir to the Lang family, of course I care." Lang Ruoxian curled his lips, "But what I want is not the current Lang family."
"What do you mean..." Yan Hua didn't understand.
Lang Ruoxian stood up: "You will understand in the future, but now you only need to know that I disdain to use Gungun as a bargaining chip. On the contrary, for my own benefit, I will try my best to prevent Lang Hongyue from using Gungun and you."
Yan Hua understood this sentence well. She looked at Lang Ruoxian's back, and the two voices were fighting between heaven and man.
"Don't believe him, he is just confusing you!"
"Believe him, everything he says is true!"
Lang Ruoxian's apartment was a small duplex. He slowly walked upstairs and looked at her condescendingly: "At least ask yourself, have I done anything to hurt you or hurt you in so long?"
No…
Yan Hua looked at the man who entered the room and sat alone in the restaurant for a long time.
"Mom!" Early in the morning Gungun noticed that the place he lived had changed, and he looked around curiously.
Yanhua found Lang Ruoxian's message in the living room.
"I'm going to the company. There's a big supermarket nearby. If I feel bored, I'll go shopping and come back to have dinner together at noon." Yanhua put down the note and saw two thermos buckets on the dining table.
I opened one with small wontons and the other with chicken porridge. I don’t know why my low mood yesterday suddenly got better. He Gungun ate up all the wontons and chicken porridge, looked at the sunny weather outside, and decided to go shopping in the big supermarket that Lang Ruoxian mentioned.
As a result, she bought too many things and had to take a taxi after she came out. The master even joked with her that the total distance was only a few hundred meters and the money was unbearable.
"Be careful!" Yan Hua saw a car suddenly rush out of the alley. The driver braked quickly, but the car turned towards them. The driver was confused. He cursed and turned the steering wheel to avoid it, but another car came from behind and it was quite fast.
"Bang!" There was a sound and he bumped into Yan Hua.
Yanhua hugged Gungun tightly and knocked herself against the front fender. She felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and then her eyes turned red.
"Wow..." Gungun took one look at her and started crying.
The driver was fine, but he turned around and panicked: "Miss, don't move, you're injured, I'll call an ambulance right away!"
Lang Ruoxian received the call and rushed to the hospital. On the way, he regretted that he had been negligent. Thinking that she was safe living here, she didn't let the bodyguard follow her. How could there be a traffic accident...
"Be careful not to get wet these days." The doctor in the emergency room was treating Yan Hua's wounds.
Lang Ruoxian rushed in with a nervous look on his face and shouted Gungun. Lang Ruoxian picked him up and stared at Yan Hua: "Are you okay?"
"Your wife's wound is not big and does not require stitches. But it will take half a month to heal." When the doctor saw the appearance of these three people, he automatically classified them as a family of three.
"Remember to keep an eye on her and don't scratch the wound when it starts to grow, otherwise it will leave a scar."
Lang Ruoxian nodded solemnly: "Thank you doctor, I will pay attention to it."
A (fake) family of three left the hospital, and Lang Ruoxian carefully helped Yanhua get into the car. Seeing his look like that made Yan Hua amused and she even joked with him.
"Look, after finally going to the supermarket, I got injured."
Lang Ruoxian put Gungun into the child safety seat, kicked Gungun's calves, and kept staring at Yanhua's forehead.
"Don't be afraid, Gungun, mom is fine!" Yan Hua touched his little head.
Lang Ruoxian was about to drive when his cell phone rang.
He continued and said a few words, then turned to look at Yan Hua.
"What's wrong?" Yan Hua saw that his expression was not right.
"The car that deliberately stopped you was Lang Jia's friend."
Langzhai.
Lang Hongyue walked back and forth in the living room with her hands on her waist, cursing Lang Jia who was sitting on the sofa.
"Where's your brain? Why are you rolling around? Huh?"
"I didn't hit him." Lang Jia said aggrievedly, "I just pinched him a few times."
Lang Hongyue patted her chest angrily: "Is there any difference between pinching him and hitting him? How should I tell you? Why are you arguing with a baby when you are leaving?"
"Then Yan Hua slapped me!" Lang Jia shouted unconvinced.
"Then you asked someone to hit her!" Lang Hongyue really wanted to give her a slap, "Do you know the nature of this? Fortunately, nothing happened to Gungun, and nothing serious happened to her. Otherwise, do you think your grandfather could Spare you?"
Lang Jia was anxious: "Mom, I told you that I didn't ask anyone to bump into her. Those people went there on their own!"
"So what?" Lang Hongyue slapped the table, "The person they confessed is you, so it has something to do with you."
Lang Jia was so wronged that she didn't know what she said until she was drunk.
That night, Lang Hongyue received a call from Lang Cha, asking her to send Lang Jia abroad immediately. Without his permission, she would not be able to come back in the next few years. Lang Hongyue felt sorry for her daughter. Even though she said good things, the old man didn't agree, so she had to send the crying Lang Jia away at dawn.
"What happened this time can only be said to be a coincidence." Lang Ruoxian told Yan Hua afterwards that the group really wanted to scare her. It turned out that the driver of the car that hit him behind was drunk and could not control himself well.
"So, I was just unlucky to have a traffic accident..." Yan Hua was sitting in Lang Ruoxian's car at this time, and they were going back to Lang's house.
Lang Ruoxian originally wanted to keep her staying with him for a few more days, but he didn't expect that his grandfather would get rid of Lang Jia immediately when he found out about it.
"However, if this happens, I'm afraid Lang Hongyue will hate me even more." Yan Hua shook her head and didn't mind much.
It's probably her mentality to have too many debts but not to weigh her down...
After arriving at Lang's house, Lang Hongyue really didn't want to see her, and Yan Hua didn't have the time to pay attention to her. She worries about the injury on her forehead every day, fearing that it will leave a scar.
Especially when scabs began to form after a week, she became even more cautious, fearing that she might accidentally rub them off.
When Lang Ruoxian came back that day, he saw a little bunny headband on her forehead. It was quite cute, but the position was a bit too low. It circled around her forehead...
"Are you sick?" Lang Ruoxian felt that Yan Hua was like the ancient people who tied a piece of cloth on their head when they were sick.
Yan Hua touched the hairband: "I'm afraid I accidentally rubbed off the scar."
"Just rub it off, anyway..." Lang Ruoxian couldn't say any more, because Yan Hua was staring at him fiercely.
Silently putting down the tea cup, Lang Ruoxian coughed: "I mean you have to be careful, you must not leave any scars."
When Yan Hua went upstairs, the man took a sigh of relief. The little woman's aura was so strong just now that he didn't dare to speak. Sure enough, what women care about most is their own face...