Yiyi hurriedly glanced at his younger brother, Zhang Yichun swallowed, looked at his father fearfully, and mustered up the courage to say, "Dad..." He roughly told the whole story, and under the signal from Yiyi's eyes, he spoke alone
I omitted the 500,000.
After listening to his son's words, Zhang Huaiqing frowned, stood up, and walked around the living room a few times. The atmosphere became somewhat tense.
After pondering for a moment, he stopped and looked back at his son, "What are you going to do now?"
Knowing that her father was referring to Tuantuan, Zhang Yichun no longer flinched and solemnly said, "Dad, I want to take care of her."
"Son, you are crazy!" Yuan Qingmei shouted, "She is an idiot!"
Zhang Yichun stood up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and said loudly, "Mom! Tuan Tuan is not an idiot! She is just not as good as a normal person, but so what? Anyway, she is not an idiot!"
"If you are not as good as normal people, then you are abnormal!" Yuan Qingmei was so angry that she leaned her head on the sofa and beat her chest in anger, "You really want to piss me off to death..."
Zhang Huaiqing always raised his eyebrows and took a deep look at his son, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"Dad, I know!" Zhang Yichun's eyes darkened, "I've thought about it a long time ago."
Zhang Huaiqing lowered his gaze and said, "Since you have decided, Dad will respect your decision."
"Huaiqing!" Yuan Qingmei couldn't believe her ears.
"However, don't expect your family to help you again. If you can cause trouble, you must be able to calm it down!" Zhang Huaiqing said decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.
Zhang Yichun took a deep breath, and his young and handsome face was full of a clear and courageous look, "Dad, I understand!"
"You know nothing!" Yuan Qingmei was so angry that she cursed regardless of her appearance, pointed at him with trembling fingers, and said hatefully, "What good does it do you to tie an idiot to your side? Can you support her?
Can I support myself? If outsiders knew that my son had fallen in love with an idiot, where would I put my face?"
Hearing her shouting "idiot", Zhang Yichun couldn't help but even Yiyi frowned, remembering her face when she targeted Xiao Qi.
"Mom!" Zhang Yichun also got angry and said impulsively, "I just want to help others, what's wrong with that? Do you want to see her alone and bullied by those bad people?" As he said that, he turned his head to the side.
,"I can not do it!"
Zhang Huaiqing looked at his son with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but mostly he was pleased.
"You brat, come in with me!" Yuan Qingmei walked over, grabbed her son's ears and carried him into the house.
Only Yiyi and her father were left in the living room. Zhang Huaiqing turned around and stared at his daughter, "Yiyi, you and Xiao Qi..." He stopped talking and shook his head, "Forget it."
Yiyi held her father's hand affectionately and said, "Dad, don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing."
"It's good if you really know." Zhang Huaiqing scraped her nose lovingly, "Okay, I see you are as dirty as a little tabby cat, go in and take a bath."
"Yes!" Yiyi turned around and entered the room. Zhang Huaiqing suddenly stopped her again, thought for a moment, and said, "Dad will be appointed as the municipal party committee secretary soon."
"Really?" Yiyi was overjoyed, "That's great! I knew daddy was the best!"
Zhang Huaiqing laughed and waved his hand, "Okay, come in quickly."
Yiyi returned to the room, Zhang Huaiqing held his hands thoughtfully and stood in the living room, his deep eyes narrowing little by little.
Even he himself didn't expect that Xiao Qi's casual words would actually become reality...
Is it a blessing or a curse for my daughter to be with such a guy of unknown origin?
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Watching Bei Minghan pour down the wine cup after cup, Du Mingqian endured the sadness in her heart, walked over and took his child away, "Han, you have drunk enough!"
Beiming's cold eyes stared at her, "Give it to me!"
"Han..." She wanted to say something else, but Bei Minghan grabbed the cup, poured more than half of it, and drank it all in one breath.
Du Mingqian couldn't bear it any longer, and was so impulsive that he swept all the wine on the table to the floor, "For her, you poured yourself into this, and you still said you weren't tempted! And you said you didn't like her!"
Bei Minghan shook his head and narrowed his terrifying eyes, "Don't mention that woman!"
The more he behaves like this, the more Du Mingqian hates her, "Why can't you mention it? Do you care about her?!"
"Damn it, I told you not to mention her again!" Bei Minghan slammed the cup in his hand to the ground. The sharp glass fragments splashed on Du Mingqian's feet. In an instant, there was a blood stain on her white instep.
Especially dazzling.
Seeing that her feet were bleeding, Bei Minghan was mostly awake from the wine. He cursed in annoyance and blamed himself, and hurriedly looked for the medical kit.
He helped Du Mingqian to the sofa, squatted on the ground, carefully lifted her feet and placed them on his legs, then took out the disinfectant cotton and gently wiped the wound.
"I'm sorry, Mingqian, I'm sorry..." He blamed himself over and over again.
Du Mingqian's eyes turned red, he lowered his head and let his tears flow, "Han, please don't fall in love with her, okay? Don't fall in love with her... I can't live without you. If I leave you, I will die..."
At this moment, she is as weak as a flower that will die at any time. As long as it is left in the sun, it will wither and die.
Bei Minghan's heart tightened, his brows furrowed, he did not speak, but continued to treat her wounds.
"Han...she is the daughter of your enemy, have you forgotten?" Du Mingqian burst into tears and begged, "Han, have you forgotten how your uncle died? Have you forgotten that you want revenge? How could you...
How can you let uncle down...let me down?"
Bei Minghan's movements stagnated, he clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with terrifying ferocity, which was soon replaced by a complicated entanglement.
Du Mingqian snuggled into his arms gently, "Han, do you really not love me anymore?"
Looking at the delicate woman in his arms, she is not as dazzling and powerful as Zhang Yiyi, but like the spring breeze and drizzle, it nourishes his almost dry heart all the time. There is no reason why he should not love such Du Mingqian.
It doesn't make sense.
He lowered his eyes slightly, hugged her gently, and rested his chin on the top of her head, "Mingqian, I'm sorry for making you worry."