The angel-like beautiful and kind cousin sent the little boy back to the banquet hall, asked the waiter to bring him juice, and exchanged Chinao's contact number with him. Finally, she touched his head and said, "Can Xiao Ke be alone?"
Tang Ke hurriedly puffed out his chest: "Okay, Sister Yanyan, go get busy." The little boy is already very sensible. Han Yanyan is the protagonist of this banquet.
Only then did Han Yanyan leave "at ease", and after dealing with some people who had to be dealt with, she politely resigned. Go to a small passenger elevator and go upstairs directly.
After all this time, no matter what a man wants to do to a woman, there is enough time.
She underestimated her father, and when she got there, it wasn't over yet.
"I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be irradiated by R-rays. He must have suffered a lot. You should have called me long ago." The head of the Han family said.
When the sufferings and hardships experienced by others are mentioned by others and show compassion, the parties are actually reluctant to show their sadness and grief to others. Xinya lowered her head.
The neck is white and beautiful. The shoulder line of the evening dress is one word, and the whiteness extends all the way to the shoulders.
"So you want to go to Dongchen, right?" The head of the Han family said, "Dongchen is indeed the best, and all the children of the Han family go to Dongchen."
Xinya raised her head: "Then..."
"Yes. The training conditions for the day after tomorrow are very important. Now it's A-level, and the second outbreak is A-level or S-level. It's a different life." Han Patriarch said, "From the third grade to the twelfth grade in Dongchen, he If he can explode into S-rank, I can recommend him to go to Nebula University."
In that case, Tang Ke's life path would be completely different from what it is now.
"So, Xinya, Little White Rabbit..." Patriarch Han smiled, "What will you give me in return?"
Hey, little white rabbit, why are you crying
I can't find my mother.
Don't cry, my mother is having a tea party at the fountain today, your mother must be there, I'll take you there.
…
elder brother…
Um
I'm not called Little White Rabbit.
Oh, so what's your name
Xinya, my name is Lin Xinya.
Although I haven't spoken much over the years, I've only seen him a few times from a distance. I have seen his wife, and I have seen his lover. Standing at the top of power and wealth, marriage does not seem to bind him in any way. His life was completely different from hers.
But in Xinya's heart, if she heard his name, she would always think of the young man on the terrace. He held her wrist, and when she wanted to break free, he tightened it for a moment, the power she couldn't resist at all. But she looked into his eyes and he let go.
Xinya has actually thought about what to pay in exchange for her son's future. Life in the past few years has taught her that self-esteem is sometimes useless.
But when things came to an end, Xinya shuddered when the man's hand slid from his waist to the vest like a snake and his teeth nibbled at her neck. She suddenly feared regret and wanted to run away.
She broke free from his shackles and backed away in a panic: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I can't..."
But this is the end of the matter, and she can't do it anymore.
Patriarch Han twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his chin slightly, and unbuttoned his neckline. In this world, there is a lot of martial arts, and men's formal attire is a straight collar, which is like a military uniform. While unbuttoning, he approached Xinya step by step.
"What? Do you want your son to stay in a crappy public school, learn crappy excavator armor, and grow up to be an excavator on the Mining Star?" he asked.
Xinya just wanted Tang Ke to have such a life, so she begged to him.
"I... No, I..." She couldn't answer blankly, and was forced back step by step by him. His back hit the desk.
Patriarch Han took off his coat and threw it aside, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his strong chest, and locked her in front of him with both hands on the table.
"You hand him over to me, and I will give him the best." He held her slender waist, "The best school, the best training, I can make him a top-level mecha. "
"I..." Xinya's teeth trembled, "I don't..."
Patriarch Han lost patience, and as soon as she grabbed her vest, the silk dress instantly shattered.
"Give him to me, his whole life... I can afford it," he said.
When Xinya was pressed on the desk and her body was penetrated, she finally understood. It turned out that he was no longer the young man who would let go.
Xinya is like being tortured.
"Open your eyes. Look at me," he ordered.
The ceiling shook for a long time. He made her sore.
When everything was finally over, she sat up tremblingly, clasping her legs, her clothes and expression were broken.
The head of the Han family was very happy. He sorted his clothes and trousers, broke her face, and smiled: "I thought you would cry."
She bit her lip with blood, but she didn't cry.
"You promised me, please don't forget," she said.
Patriarch Han's smile dissipated, and his eyes became cold.
"There are clothes in the second room on the left when you go out." He said, "Go... Little White Rabbit."
Xinya wants to escape from here immediately. She grabbed the torn dress and walked quickly to the door.
Don't meet people, don't meet people. She prayed in her heart as she opened the door. Unfortunately, there is someone outside the door.
The little girl was wearing a dress with layers of white gauze, and she was so beautiful that it didn't look like she was in the world. Xinya seemed to be rolling in the mud, in a state of embarrassment.
The most ugly and embarrassing moment in life is now. Facing Han Yanyan, Xinya fled in a panic, but pushed the wrong door.
"It's not that one." Han Yanyan told her calmly, "The second room."
Xinya was so embarrassed that she pushed open the door of the second room and hid in. The door slammed shut, as if it could cut off everything outside.
The lighting in the guest room is soft, and the beautiful and expensive dresses that have been prepared for a long time are quietly spread on the bed.
Xinya looked at the skirt and sat down slowly on the carpet beside the bed. She buried her face in the silk mattress, buried her broken self-esteem in the darkness, and cried silently.
The moment she met Han Yanyan, the broken feeling on Xinya's face was so strong. Han Yanyan almost reached out to touch her face and held back.
A piece of data, she's just a piece of data, she thought.
But this boring simulation world has shaped a piece of data so realistically. Here, her credit is the greatest.
Entering the study, her father's shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his chest. He sat in the big leather chair with his feet on the desk and lit a cigarette.
She thinks men's after-smoke cigarettes are sexy. This little predilection, which once manifested itself in the novels she wrote, is now projected into every world she constructs.
Patriarch Han took a puff of cigarette, with the man's after-sufficiency between his eyebrows, looking more relaxed than usual. He spit out the white smoke and glanced at Han Yanyan. He knew just now that she was outside the study, and he stopped her with his mental power. This girl is very patient and waits quietly outside if she can't get in.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
There are no stains or paper towels in the study, and the sweeping robot will clean it up in less than half a minute and return to its place silently.
"When I met a cute little brother, I originally wanted to tell you that I would bring him into Dongchen for my company." Han Yanyan said nonchalantly, "It doesn't seem to be necessary now, his mother has already taken care of it. All right."
"How is the child's mental strength?" Patriarch Han asked.
"The intensity is A-level. However, it wasn't long before he experienced his first outbreak. He was eight years old, and it was a bit late. Now I don't know what will happen in the future."
"I'll get him into Dongchen." The head of the Han family said, "I promised his mother will take care of him, and you can take care of me at school."
Han Yanyan lifted her eyelids: "Please don't force children to take responsibility for their own happiness."
Patriarch Han smiled: "Don't you like him?"
"Cute, I like it, I can play with it for two days. I might get tired of it soon." Han Yanyan said, "Why do you take care of him for a long time? You have already paid for it, what can I get?"
Patriarch Han twitched the corners of his mouth: "Very good, I also know not to do white labor."
He changed the subject: "The boy from the Xu family brought by the sixth uncle has been courting you today?"
"The one who looks good? He talks a lot." Han Yanyan said.
The head of the Han family looked at her daughter. Although her chest was still flat, she had broken away from the appearance of a child and had Pingting as a girl.
"Before menarche, don't touch men," he said, sternly.
This homeschooling is great!
Han Yanyan said innocently, "I'm only twelve years old."
In such a fiercely competitive family, twelve-year-olds have nothing to understand. Patriarch Han was too lazy to care about her.
He took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "After menarche, do whatever you want."
Han Yanyan praised: "What a responsible parent."
Patriarch Han glanced at her, put his feet down, and flicked the soot.
"It's all little things. You're the head of the family, and you can't be tied down by men and desires. That includes your future husband," he said. "When you're old, I'll find you a husband with good genes. You provide good genetic fragments. Until then, try a few more to help you not be softened by the 'couple' format."
"No need." Han Yanyan said, "You and your mother have set a good example for me."
"Just as you understand. We are looking for the best genes, and the candidates for spouses can only be selected from those of other families who have lost the competition for the master. Those who are qualified to compete for the master do not have fuel-efficient lamps. As you share the bed. Legal spouse, he/she needs to be more careful than your competitors." The head of the Han family explained lightly, and added, "Speaking of your mother, she is coming back in the next two days, do you want to see her?"
Han Yanyan sighed: "What did you do?"
The head of the Han family said: "She violated the spirit of the contract, and I received the benefits I deserved."
Han Yanyan sighed even more: "What did she do?"
The head of the Han family glanced at her: "This is about me and her, not you. Remember your surname, don't harm the interests of the Han family for her just because she was the one who gave birth to you. If you do this , think about what I would do."
Han Yanyan thought for a moment and answered seriously: "If you have other children who are good enough, you will give up on me when I show weakness. But you don't, your other children are too poorly qualified, I am irreplaceable. So you can only destroy what makes me weak. You will probably make your wife and my mother disappear from this world forever."
"Very good." The head of the Han family said.
Han Yanyan said, "You've been worrying too much. My mother has never been close to me. She obviously understands this better than I do. After all, she was the one who once competed for the head of the Yin family."
The head of the Han family took a breath and said, "When you pass your menarche, you can play with men as you like, but don't have children indiscriminately. Except for genetically preferred heirs, don't have children with others."
"You gave birth to a bunch." Han Yanyan complained of Double Standard.
"I'm a man, and I won't be crazy about children. If you die, I'll tie your mother back to have another one." The head of the Han family sneered, "But you women, it's too easy to be crazy about children."
"I'm disappointed. But I have such a mother, and I'm destined to have no crazy parts in my genes." Han Yanyan said, unconsciously putting her hand on her lower abdomen.
"The kid you mentioned just now, you said he was cute?" The head of the Han family stared at Han Yanyan, suspecting that her motherhood was overflowing.
"Yeah, she's very cute. She has flesh on her cheeks, is clean, and looks good. The key is that she has a little self-esteem in her bones, and she feels that she hides well. It's interesting to watch." Han Yanyan smiled, " The name 'Little White Rabbit' is not only suitable for his mother, but also suitable for him. In the future, I will call him that."
Patriarch Han was relieved. He put out the cigarette, leaned back in the chair, and said lightly, "You will understand when you sit in my seat..."
"From this position, except for ourselves, everyone... is just a little white rabbit."