He casually ate a bowl of noodles for lunch outside, and sent 80,000 yuan from his bank card to his home. He didn't know how much money he could make from this game, but one thing he knew clearly was that
While he is still capable, he must help his family more. Thinking of his parents' gray hair and prematurely wrinkled faces, his heart ached.
When he finished everything and returned to the villa, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.
From a distance, he saw a black luxury car parked not far from the gate. Well, he had never seen this car before. He didn't know which distinguished guest was coming.
Taking a closer look, the logo on the car is two overlapping "r"s. Haoran has seen this trademark in a magazine. It is the logo of a top-level car. It seems to be called Rolls-Royce.
You will definitely not be able to get started.
People who can afford to drive such a car must be extremely rich. Haoran guessed the identity of the car owner all the way and approached the door. Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, he heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.
Since it is someone else's family matter, it is best to pretend that you don't know anything and wait until everything is over before entering.
Through the gate, he couldn't hear much of the content of the argument inside, but the words "family" and "marriage" were vaguely included.
Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man came out of the house, looking obviously angry.
"Second Master, please wait." A man who looked like a follower followed behind the man in fear.
Judging from the situation, the man called "Second Master" was defeated in the fight with Situ Muyun. He buried his head and walked out, and almost bumped into Haoran.
"Who doesn't have eyes?" He didn't find his own reasons, but he cursed him first.
"Uncle, I didn't even move a step. You were the one who bumped into me, okay?" Haoran was very depressed. If he hadn't been able to dodge quickly, he might have been knocked down. Not only was he shocked, but he still got hurt.
Damn, where is this?
"Young man, didn't anyone tell you not to refute when your elders speak?" The middle-aged man's voice was very powerful. Although it made no sense, the pressure was real.
"Second uncle, please tell me something to say to your subordinates in the company. He is my friend." Just as Haoran was thinking about whether to fight back or endure, Situ Muyun's cold voice floated out from the room. It turned out that this time
He was actually her second uncle.
"Huh, let's go." The middle-aged man took his followers and walked away.
"Second uncle, go away, I won't send you off." Situ Muyun's voice sounded very mocking.
The middle-aged man paused obviously stiffly, but did not look back. A few seconds later, he got into the black Rolls-Royce and closed the car curtain with a gloomy look on his face.
The car set off a gust of wind and drove away, but it didn't raise much dust. In high-end communities, greening and cleanliness are important, so naturally there won't be too many clutter to make car owners angry.
Haoran changed into a pair of slippers and entered the door.
"Xiaoyun, are you okay?" At a glance, he saw Situ Muyun standing with his back to him in the hall. His back looked a little bleak.
"I...it's okay." Situ Muyun did not turn around, and his voice was slightly trembling. Haoran could not see her face, so he was not sure whether the trembling was due to anger or sadness.
Just as he was about to step forward, Situ Muyun was already running all the way up the stairs.
The door to the bedroom on the second floor banged, obviously she had closed it with great force.
What day is today? Apple face was not happy in the hospital, and Situ Muyun was not happy at home either. Haoran thought in confusion, but he did not realize that subconsciously, he had regarded this house that he had only lived in for a few days as his own.
Home.
Haoran also went up to the second floor. He found that Lan Qingjue's door was gently opened a crack. In the crack of the door, Qingqing was desperately gesturing for him to pass.
"Qingqing, what happened?" He flashed into the room and found that the bad cowboy was also there. The serious looks on their faces made Haoran realize that what just happened was not simple.
"When Xiaoyun's uncle came just now, he said angrily that he wanted to disband our Piaoxue Game Studio." Lan Qingjue shocked Haoran to the spot with just one sentence.
"Disband our studio? Who the heck is he?!" He paused for a few seconds, and then he felt a surge of blood in his chest. Not only Situ Muyun, Qingqing, Bad Cowboy, but also himself, who was not above this?
A lot of hard work has been put into it, how can it be dismissed by others with just a word?
"Listen to me..." Lan Qingjue said with a serious face what had just happened.
It turned out that after Haoran helped Situ Muyun teach Li Tiannan a little lesson, he went back to his mother and gave him a hard time. The mother felt sorry for her son and persuaded his father, Li Nianfeng, who was the head of the family, to help him face Xiaoyun's father.
Situ Cheng urged the marriage.
The Situ family and the Li family have always had business contacts, and letting Xiao Yun marry into the Li family also represents the common interests of the two families. Situ Cheng was also very excited when he received the call from Li Nianfeng, and immediately sent his second brother Situ Ze to the front
Come be your daughter's lobbyist.
"Why didn't he come by himself?" Haoran felt a little strange when he heard this, and asked hurriedly: "It sounds a little strange."
"This is what we are wondering about, but if Xiaoyun doesn't tell us, we can't verify his family affairs, right?" Lan Qingjue obviously also has doubts about this.
"A very strange father and daughter!" Haoran noticed and commented: "I have seen Li Tiannan, who is narrow-minded and full of nonsense. The entire first and second generation ancestors. I can't understand how Xiaoyun's father agreed to this marriage."
"If Xiao Qu insists on refusing, are they going to get married themselves?" Lan Qingjue felt sorry for Xiao Yun and said, "I have never seen a father like this."
"There must be something wrong here." The bad cowboy who had been silent all this time made a concluding speech and said with indignation: "We must help Xiaoyun! Such a good girl must not be stuck in Li Tiannan's pile of cow dung!"
"Cousin, do you have any idea?" Qingqing saw how upright he spoke and asked hurriedly: "Tell me about it."
"%...amp;No..." The bad cowboy said a few words from the bottom of his heart just because he had a good impression of Situ Muyun, but when he asked him what to do, he could only sit down with a look on his face.