Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"What's the matter? Are you having trouble?" Gu Zhanyan took the bowl from her hand and took a sip without raising his eyes.

"No, it was quite sudden. How did you think of meeting my father?" He Yi had already packed up the lunch box, and there was still half a bucket of soup left in the box, but she was not in the mood to accompany him now. Watching Gu Zhanyan appreciate the soup he made.

This is exactly what Gu Zhanyan wanted: "No, I just wondered if we should talk to your father about our relationship? You can't keep it a secret, right?"

He Yi looked into Gu Zhanyan's eyes, trying to see the sincerity in his words clearly from his eyes.

But those eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves at all, and he couldn't see any emotions in them at all. He Yi was not sure whether Gu Zhanyan had really accepted him.

"Just rest well, I'll let Yufeng pick him up." Gu Zhanyan had already picked up the phone.

He Yi completely ignored his injuries and rushed up to hold his hand.

Gu Zhan looked at her expressionlessly: "Huh?"

"What my father dislikes the most is that someone casually calls him or bothers him. I'll go by myself." He Yi was a little nervous, and the hand that was holding him was shaking all the time.

Gu Zhanyan forcefully pulled his hand from He Yi's: "If you insist on going by yourself, I'll let Yufeng take you."

"No need!" He Yi quickly packed up the lunch box, "I'd better go by myself, I'll buy a ticket later."

"Don't be so anxious, right?" Gu Zhanyan was suspicious.

"It's okay! Anyway, I haven't seen him for a long time. You want to see my father, which makes me very happy. I must tell him this joy immediately."

With that said, He Yi rushed out, even forgetting to close the door.

Seeing the back of her leaving quickly, Gu Zhanyan breathed a sigh of relief, he could just catch his breath for a few days.

I don't know why, what Lu Xi used to give her was a feeling of redemption, but what He Yi gave her now is actually depression.

Coming out of the company, He Yi didn't even have time to go back, he just threw the lunch box in the trash can beside him, went to the train station by himself, and bought the nearest bus.

Growing up, she loved taking the train, especially when going home.

When she was in college, she especially liked taking the train, because only in this way could she get home slowly, sometimes she would even buy a detour ticket, or the longest train, to give herself more time to prepare to go home. to that house.

Until now, this problem still can't be changed.

This route hasn't changed much, it's still those mountains and rivers, she suddenly thought of a sentence: "Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks the same year after year."

I have already changed from my original self, but the flowers and trees here are still those.

It would be great if it could stay the same.

This is the first time she bought such a fast train.

A few hours later, it was already dark, and she was standing in front of the train station.

This is a small county town, and the atmosphere here is still the same after so many years. There are hotels and guest houses holding small signs outside to solicit customers, and there are various black car drivers standing at the door to solicit customers.

She went out along the way, and was stopped by countless people. She finally came out, and the outside was no longer lively.

Looking out from the station, there is visible light only a dozen meters away, and contempt appeared on her face: "Why, after so many years, I still can't bear to repair a street lamp! The poorer you are, the more stingy you are!"

She took out her mobile phone with ease, turned on the flashlight, and went to the right.

There is a mahjong hall 100 meters in front of the station, and He Yi has already seen it from a long distance, so she quickened her pace and walked over.

The roads in this small county are full of potholes, and her feet will sprain after walking a few steps, especially since her feet have been injured, and her walking speed has become slower and slower since then.

After finally reaching the door, I heard a familiar voice inside: "Check!"

Then there was another sigh, and the man who spoke was full of resentment: "No more fights! No more fights! Why did you lose again?!"

The man wanted to leave as he was talking, but was caught by the person at the same table: "Old He, you are making no sense, are you addicted to debts, you haven't paid the last time, and you want to run away again today?"

"This is what you all teamed up to bully me!" The man had a very bad temper, he was obviously in debt, but he acted like an old man, and even waved his fist threateningly.

This made the people around them dare not move at all, so they could only put down their hands angrily: "You are really a rascal."

The man patted the dust on himself: "It's your guilty conscience! Otherwise, don't fight me."

Anyone who saw this righteous look would be angry.

The owner of the mahjong parlor couldn't see him like this, and he was unwilling to sell him cigarettes. This was unbearable for a man addicted to cigarettes: "Do you think I can't afford the money?! Do you?!"

He grabbed the boss by the collar: "My daughter is the boss in a big city! Are you afraid that I won't give you money?!"

The boss trembled in fear, but he was still unwilling to compromise: "Your daughter is so promising! Why didn't she come to pick you up to enjoy the blessings?!"

This said the man's sadness, and the anger in his eyes became even worse: "You know what a fart!"

"She just doesn't want you! You're still a pauper!" The others followed the boss to humiliate the man.

The man's eyes were blank for a moment, and he turned around to look at the people around him and laughed mockingly at himself. The anger in his heart grew a little bit, and he waved his fists to threaten everyone present.

"Dad!" He Yi limped in.

All looked towards the door.

The corner of the man's mouth immediately raised uncontrollably, and he put his arms around He Yi's shoulders, proudly announcing to everyone: "Who told you that you don't want me anymore?! Isn't this here?! My daughter will Send me money, do you have any?!"

This smug look is completely different from before.

He Yi directly took the man's hand off his body and kept a certain distance from the man.

But the man was completely filled with joy at this time, and didn't care about this detail at all.

The clothes on He Yi's body are made of silk, which is very valuable at first glance. Those who laughed at the man just now have envious eyes: "Let's just say that this old He is lucky! Blessed! This daughter is beautiful and beautiful. Rich!"

"That's right!" These people are also smart people, and hurried up the stairs, "Your daughter is back, so you don't need money!"