Zhuang Kehao came to her today, perhaps not for planning or any other purpose, but for saying a few sincere words.
But right now, that may not be the case here.
When Han Qin was so ill that Zhuang Kehao, who had always looked down on her sister, came to see her, Zhuang Zhonghong held a small banquet at home and asked people to bring her back after being away from home for several months. Just yesterday
I happen to be here with Xu Yanqing, whom I met this morning.
There is no such coincidence in the world.
In the past, Zhuang Yibo would probably have given Zhuang Zhonghong some face, walked forward slowly, greeted the guests in the hall one by one, and then went about his own business.
Unfortunately, it is no longer what it used to be.
Zhuang Yibo stood in the courtyard, looked at Zhuang Zhonghong and Xu Yanqing for a moment, then turned and walked out the door.
The expressions of Zhuang Zhonghong and Xu Yanqing both changed slightly. The difference was that Zhuang Zhonghong was sullen, while Xu Yanqing was stunned.
The next moment, Zhuang Zhonghong strode into the courtyard and grabbed Zhuang Yibo before she was about to walk out the door.
"Yibo, what's your attitude?" Zhuang Zhonghong said, "You don't go in to say hello when you see guests at home, and you turn around and leave?"
Zhuang Yibo slowly turned back to look at him and whispered: "I can see there are guests inside, but it's a pity that this place is no longer my home. Mr. Zhuang, please let go."
Zhuang Zhonghong's eyes were cloudy and he smelled of alcohol. The two gentle shadows he had in the past had long disappeared. Now when he heard Zhuang Yibo say such words and call him "Mr. Zhuang", he suddenly raised his hand in anger.
"Hit me." Zhuang Yibo looked at his raised hand and said, "Anyway, I don't owe you bankers anything. This slap will make you owe me something. But don't worry, I will definitely not
I will come back to ask you for compensation."
Zhuang Zhonghong was indeed furious and was about to knock his hand off the next moment, but someone suddenly grabbed his wrist from behind.
Xu Yanqing stepped forward and looked at the father and daughter who were facing each other in front of them. Then his eyes fell on Zhuang Yibo's face, but he said to Zhuang Zhonghong: "What are you doing, Mr. Zhuang?"
Zhuang Zhonghong's nerves, which had been numbed by alcohol for more than half a year, were probably still somewhat sober in front of Xu Yanqing. Hearing this, he hurriedly explained: "Mr.
Then, he took back his hand, looked at Zhuang Yibo, and whispered: "Yibo, come here, dad has something to tell you."
Zhuang Yibo shook his head again, "No, I have nothing to say to you. Also, Mr. Zhuang, your daughter should be dead long ago."
After saying this, Zhuang Yibo turned his head again and walked out of the door without looking back.
The banker's villa is located in a private area. There are no buses or subways nearby. Zhuang Yibo could only walk along the road in front of him. But not long after he walked out, a car suddenly caught up with him.
She only thought that Zhuang Zhonghong got angry and sent people to arrest her again. When she turned around, she saw Xu Yanqing pushing the door and getting out of the car.
It started to rain at some point. Xu Yanqing held up an umbrella and put it above her head, whispering: "I'm sorry."
Zhuang Yibo took a step back unconsciously, "Mr. Xu, there is no need to apologize."
Xu Yanqing held the umbrella over her head again, and then said: "I only thought that you went out to perform to make money after the dealer's incident. I just received an invitation from Mr. Zhuang today, and I thought I could see you, so I took the liberty to come here.
, but I didn’t know that there were these things between you father and daughter. If it’s because of me that you feel uncomfortable, then it’s really my intrusion. So, I’m really sorry.”
After hearing his words, Zhuang Yibo's eyes froze for a long time before he finally slowly raised his head and looked at him.
The man in front of her had a short marriage history, was divorced and single, mature, steady, polite and thoughtful - it seemed that there had never been such an outstanding man in her life.