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From Yue Jiayou's appearance to his disappearance, there was only a few tens of seconds.

As night approached, the media stationed in front of Zhong's mansion illuminated the night sky as brightly as day, and the snow in the encirclement was dyed with cold white light, and was submerged in darkness when it fell to the ground.

Jingcheng is a cloudy city with extremely serious light pollution, and many nights there is no moon.

But tonight, the stars are shining all over the sky, as if falling into the deep snowy night with the snowflakes at an extremely slow speed.

Just like that, the boy walked into the camera, and the live broadcast image was transmitted to the entire network.

He temporarily grabbed a black coat from Pineapple's dressing room, which happened to be the same style as Zhong Heng's tonight.

When the car stopped, the door of Zhong's mansion also opened.

Not long after entering the mansion with a black umbrella, Zhong Heng came out again.

The dazzling white light focused on the two of them, illuminating Zhong Heng's facial features more profoundly.

Yue Jiayou walked under the umbrella silently, followed Zhong Heng into the door.

The door was closed, and the media outside the door began to edit the manuscript as quickly as possible.

Inside the door, Yue Jiayou and Zhong Heng stood side by side, in front of Zhong Yuanyang and a young woman, as well as lawyers, Zhong's executives, and agents.

The snow-covered yard is like a round table conference.

That is the core that supports the entire Zhong family.

There was an indescribably strange look in everyone's eyes.

"Your grandpa just passed away, and now you are so blatantly bringing in dubious people from outside?" The middle-aged man standing a little ahead looked at Zhong Heng with a cold expression, and spoke with a scolding tone.

Yue Jiayou stood beside Zhong Heng, pulled his hand out of his coat pocket, and nodded slightly to the crowd.

Then stop talking.

He knew the person who spoke, it was Zhong Heng's father, and he had also appeared in magazines many times.

But most of the time, the evaluation of Zhong Yuanyang in the magazine is not so friendly.

People often compare him with his own son——

Zhong Yuanyang has never won against his own son once in his life.

But in the eyes of Yue Jiayou now, Zhong Yuanyang is just a person who just lost his father. In a sense, Zhong Yuanyang is the person most like him now.

They all lost their relatives who had the closest blood relationship with them just now.

The people around seemed to be watching, no one spoke, but began to spread out slowly, leaving enough space for the Zhong family.

The woman beside Zhong Yuanyang seemed to want to say something, but she didn't have time to speak.

"He's not someone who doesn't know what to do." Zhong Heng took a step forward, tilting his umbrella in the direction of Yue Jiayou.

The snow fell on Zhong Heng's shoulders, melted quickly, and disappeared.

Yue Jiayou was stunned.

He didn't expect Zhong Heng to defend himself like this in front of his father.

Especially in this situation.

Zhong Heng didn't finish what he wanted to say: "He is Yue Jiayou, my boyfriend."

The faces of the people standing around stiffened.

"Bastard!" Zhong Yuanyang took a step forward, his hands already raised.

"Don't!" The woman beside him finally couldn't help it, and stepped forward.

The woman was wearing a black wool coat, and because of the color of her hair, a black wide-brimmed hat and veil were temporarily pressed on her head. Her young face couldn't support the overly solemn attire.

Through the veil, Yue Jiayou could vaguely see the woman's face.

The woman is very beautiful, and she is good enough even in the entertainment industry.

She looks very young, even younger than Zhong Heng.

At the same time as her, Zhong Heng had already reached out and grabbed Zhong Yuanyang's raised hand: "Calm down, Dad."

The first time he called Zhong Yuanyang's father tonight was because of this kind of thing.

Being grabbed by the wrist, Zhong Yuanyang was stunned for a moment, paused for a few seconds before reacting, and shouted sharply: "You still know that I am your father! How dare you fight back?"

At that moment, Yue Jiayou felt some discomfort.

It seems that Yue Zongcheng's discomfort has not disappeared from his life.

Or rather, fear.

Even today, he has not been able to fight back in front of Yue Zongcheng once.

They haven't been together for more than 10 minutes in almost two years.

The last time he and Yue Zongcheng got together for a long time was the time before participating in the "Star-Making Project".

Yue Zongcheng hit him, but he didn't have time to fight back.

After that, they seldom met each other, and only maintained their relationship by transferring money.

In the end, until today, he has not been able to resist Yue Zongcheng once.

In the future, there will never be a chance.

Consciousness was faster than movements, Yue Jiayou almost wanted to speak.

"Even if you are his father, you are not qualified to beat him."

"Even if you are his father, he can fight back."

Before he could take a step, and before he could say anything, Zhong Heng next to him put down his hand and stopped him back, his voice was full of exhaustion: "Dad, grandpa is gone, it's not because of our father and son's internal strife now." when."

"I am your father! There is no internal strife!" Zhong Yuanyang put down the hand that was just caught with a cold face, and his voice seemed urgent: "Either you drive out the person you brought now, or you go out with him, The Zhong family does not have such a disgusting son as you!"

"Enough!" The woman beside him finally couldn't hold it anymore, and almost cried out: "Enough is really enough!"

The woman's voice echoed in the courtyard, and finally crashed into the snow and merged into the night.

None of the three men in the yard spoke.

Probably because it is rare to speak so hoarsely, she stopped to catch her breath for a while.

When she spoke again, the woman's voice trembled a little: "Two years, when I married you, you were not like this now! You have already broken two of his ribs, where is this time?"

Yue Jiayou suddenly widened his eyes.

For a moment, he couldn't believe what he heard and what he thought.

He forgot to breathe for a moment, and even felt a stabbing pain in his chest.

When he heard the words just now, he almost had the idea of ​​pulling Zhong Heng away from this house.

However, the woman was still talking: "Zhong Yuanyang! What on earth do you want! Do you have to watch your own son be forced to death by you? Do you think that since you are his father, you can treat him as your property? ?”

Zhong Heng stood silently in the snow, still holding an umbrella for Yue Jiayou.

His shoulders exposed outside the umbrella were covered with snow, the temperature gradually lost, and the snow began to accumulate a thin layer.

He reached out and held Yue Jiayou's hand, but he didn't stop the woman from continuing.

Zhong Heng's hand was very cold, the moment he held Yue Jiayou, Yue Jiayou felt a slight trembling.

Yue Jiayou didn't wear gloves, but the young man always looked hot.

He opened his palm and intertwined with Zhong Heng's ten fingers, passing all the heat over without reservation.

The woman choked up, grabbed the man's sleeve, and the black wide-brimmed hat fell on the snow, revealing a young and determined face.

"He is my son, what else can he be if he is not filial? Could it be that he has gone against the sky?" Zhong Yuanyang impatiently tried to wave the woman away: "Female, I will talk to my son, don't make trouble! Bring him Get out of that b*tch together."

Yue Jiayou held Zhong Heng's hand tightly, and the two looked at them quietly.

The woman looked at him in disbelief, and then smiled slowly, her tone full of disappointment: "Did you forget that I am your wife! Do you think your son can't fight back? He just pities you! Zhong Yuanyang, now I start to pity you too!"

After she finished speaking, she bent down and picked up the hat on the ground, and grabbed Yue Jiayou's wrist: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to sit in the room and let the two of them solve it by themselves."

Yue Jiayou shook his head and silently rejected the woman.

He didn't realize until just now that the "Mrs. Zhong" in Zhong Heng's phone is the beautiful woman in front of him.

Therefore, that would be "Mrs. Zhong".

That was Zhong Yuanyang's wife, Zhong's wife, but not Zhong Heng's mother.

Zhong Yuanyang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said eagerly: "Have pity on me? What are you pitying me on? Why do I need you to pity me?"

"I'm sorry that you can't do anything, but you only know how to domineering in front of your own son. I'm also sorry that you will never understand the person who is closest to your blood." Yue Jiayou said slowly.

Earlier, he was worried that it was Zhong Heng's father.

But now there is nothing to worry about.

For Zhong Heng, this person is Zhong Heng's Yue Zongcheng.

He is not the father, but the nightmare.

After Yue Jiayou finished speaking, he took Zhong Heng's hand and tried his best to embed his ten fingers deeply into the opponent's skin, as if he wanted to imprint all the heat from his whole body into the depth of the opponent's skin.

He pulled Zhong Heng towards the mansion.

The woman in the overcoat also turned and left.

Only Zhong Yuanyang was left facing the closed door.

There was a wave of media outside the door, and he was the only one left inside the door.

Yue Jiayou didn't realize that he was trembling because of excitement, he just pulled Zhong Heng and tried to lead him out of this place.

Zhong Heng took him out of a nightmare, and now it was his turn to take Zhong Heng away.

It wasn't until he walked aimlessly into the warm room and closed the door that Yue Jiayou realized that he was brought into the bedroom by Zhong Heng.

Warmth unknowingly enveloped the whole body, only the hand that held with Zhong Heng was still cold.

It was freezing cold.

"You haven't told me many things, have you?" Yue Jiayou asked in a low voice.

He has already noticed that there are probably many things that he does not know.

The conversation tonight exposed too many things that he had never discovered before.

For example, in the past two years, Zhong Heng has not appeared in public for many times.

Even if he was busy with work before, he still had a steady output of movies every year.

But it took nearly half a year after these two years to start to come back.

Or, in the past few years, he has never had so many actions in the commercial field as he has in the past two years.

In the past few years, more of his energy has been given to the film industry.

In the past few years, Zhong Heng appeared more often in financial magazines than in movie magazines.

Also, many times, his Weibo and some channels where he can speak out, many things are not like him.

Because of paying attention to the relationship between the trumpet, street photography, and pick-up and drop-off information, Yue Jiayou thought of a long blank time almost immediately.

Zhong Heng in the past two years is almost completely different from the previous Zhong Heng.

He didn't understand until today what happened to Zhong Heng during that time.

According to what Mrs. Zhong said.

During that disappearing time, Zhong Heng should be healing.

Not only to heal, but also to fight against his biological father.

for him.

"I want...to touch the place where you were injured." The boy was silent for a long time before he took a step forward and hugged the man in front of him who was covered in cold air.

He put his head against Zhong Heng's heart.

That's where the ribs are, and behind the ribs is where the heart is.

Yue Jiayou wanted to ask if it was painful here in the past two years.