We got married after swapping fathers [Entertainment]

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Lin Zhou opened the car door and got out of the car, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his tone: "Jiang Shiyan, stop."

The people walking in front turned a deaf ear and seemed very irritable.

Lin Zhou tugged at his tie, your uncle, he is also very irritable.

"Jiang Shiyan." Lin Zhou roared vigorously, "You fucking stop for me."

The man remained unmoved, and kicked the telephone pole as he passed by.

Your uncle, Lin Zhou cursed, and quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Jiang Shiyan: "Jiang Shiyan, if you don't stop, don't fucking regret it."

Jiang Shiyan stopped abruptly, Lin Zhou didn't check, couldn't stop and crashed into Jiang Shiyan's arms.

"Day..." Lin Zhou swears.

Jiang Shiyan clasped Lin Zhou's waist with one hand to make him stand still. Lin Zhou pushed him away and looked up at him: "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Jiang Shiyan glanced at his hand that was thrown away, curled his fingers and inserted them into the pockets of his trousers, with an indifferent expression: "I want to walk, let Ji Wen take you back."

Heh, Lin Zhou laughed angrily: "Can you find someone more reliable to make up your reasoning?"

Jiang Shiyan tilted his head and said nothing.

Lin Zhou's heart was in a mess like setting off firecrackers, still making trouble, right?

"To make it clear, what did I make you uncomfortable?" Lin Zhou raised his hand and unbuttoned a few shirt buttons to let himself breathe easier.

Jiang Shiyan remained silent, but Lin Zhou became more and more manic.

"Since you don't want to see me, why did you drive me? You don't want to see me, why did you move back? Your fucking head was kicked by a donkey?"

"Did I provoke you? You let people rob me of resources and destroy my work. What did I say?"

"Are you fucking reasonable?"

"Why do you make a bad face at me?"

……

Lin Zhou's grievances from the past two years erupted in full force at this moment.

"I'm a fucking bitch. I let you come and go as soon as you call. If you say goodbye, you will break up. I haven't seen anyone for two years. Now as soon as I show up, I get into your car. I'm not a bitch, but What?"

"Lin Zhou." Jiang Shiyan frowned, and warned in a low voice, "Don't hold back your mouth." It wasn't that Lin Zhou was mean, but that he himself was an asshole.

"I'm open-mouthed?" Lin Zhou was anxious, stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Shiyan's collar with one hand, stood on tiptoe, and looked at him, "You fucking said I was open-mouthed, what did you say I said wrong ?”

Jiang Shiyan looked into Shang Linzhou's scarlet eyes, and felt a dull pain in his heart like a needle prick.

In the howling autumn wind, Jiang Shiyan let Lin Zhou tug on his collar. President Hua Shang, who had always looked down on everyone, looked a little embarrassed in front of Lin Zhou.

Qiuqian sat in the car and saw this scene, swallowed, and was about to open the car door and get out of the car. If this continued, he was afraid that this little ancestor would do something terrible.

Ji Wen grabbed his arm and shook his head at him: "Don't worry about it."

"Talk." Lin Zhou couldn't wait for Jiang Shiyan's answer, and he was even more angry. This feeling of wanting to quarrel with someone, but the other party was indifferent felt too uncomfortable.

"Lin Zhou." Jiang Shiyan's throat moved, hiding the forbearance in his eyes, trying to make his gaze at Lin Zhou calm and unwavering, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't recruit me." He couldn't stand it, thinking about it all the time The person he saw was right in front of him, so he was afraid that he couldn't help but do something that made him feel abnormal.

Lin Zhou froze for a moment, the light from the street lamp reflected in Jiang Shiyan's deep eyes, Lin Zhou saw himself in his eyes.

Jiang Shiyan raised his hand to hold Lin Zhou's hand, gently opened it finger by finger, then took a step back with a low voice: "I was wrong, since I have already broken it, I shouldn't come to you again, tomorrow I will It will make people sell the house and never see each other again.”

Lin Zhou raised his eyebrows. He understood what he said, and he also understood the situation. This meant repeating what happened two years ago, breaking it up again.

This fucking is like breaking up and reuniting and then breaking up.

And in Jiang Shiyan's script, he, Lin Zhou, is the scum who empathizes with others.

Lin Zhou twisted his neck, moved his wrists, okay, Jiang Shiyan, you are amazing, you are amazing, you are a fucking giant.

"Jiang Shiyan." Lin Zhou called him suddenly, and the moment Jiang Shiyan raised his eyes, a fist flashed in front of his eyes.

Jiang Shiyan instinctively raised his hand to block it, stretched it halfway and retracted it, stood there without moving, and was punched by Lin Zhou forcefully.

Lin Zhou didn't expect him not to hide, and was stunned for a few seconds. Seeing the red marks appearing rapidly in the corner of his eyes, he changed his hand and hit again.

"The punch just now was what you owed me two years ago, and this punch is now."

Lin Zhou's fist stopped at Jiang Shiyan's left eye, where there was a half-finger-long scar.

The fist full of veins stopped for a moment, then moved down a few inches, and hit the corner of the mouth.

"Fuck..." Swing exclaimed directly, and the whole person froze in the car. Brother Zhou beat Jiang Shiyan?

Ji Wen touched the corner of his mouth, felt a little toothache, and muttered in a low voice: "You deserve it..."

Jiang Shiyan didn't fight back, didn't make a sound, and glanced at Lin Zhou's hand: "Are you still fighting?"

"No more." Lin Zhou touched his sore hand, looked at Jiang Shiyan expressionlessly, fastened the buttons of his shirt one by one, tidied up his tie, and said in a cold voice, "If I talk to you again, I'll fuck you Your last name."

After Lin Zhou finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the car without mercy.

Swing was recovering and was about to get out of the car: "Brother Zhou..."

But Lin Zhou opened the door and got into the car.

Swing: "?" This is someone's car, you hit someone and still get in his car?

"Ji Wen, drive." Lin Zhou said coldly.

Ji Wen glanced at his boss who had just been beaten outside the car and was still standing there, a little hesitant.

The phone beeped, and Ji Wen picked up the phone and took a look.

[Take him home. 】

Without further hesitation, Ji Wen started the car and threw his boss by the side of the road.

Looking at the lonely figure on the street from the rearview mirror, Lin Zhou felt empty in his heart, and the anger that rushed to his head just now had gradually extinguished.

It seems that he has countless tolerance towards Jiang Shiyan, where does this tolerance come from?

Is it because of the person who cooks porridge for him and tolerates him forever, or is it because of the person who would not even give his life for him?

Lin Zhou didn't sleep well that night and had long dreams.

The dream was about two years ago, Jiang Shiyan knocked over the porcelain bowl on the table, spilled the hot porridge just cooked on the back of his hand, and then this hand smashed them in a rage.

Lin Zhou looked at Jiang Shiyan and Lin Zhou arguing two years ago like an outsider, but at this moment he just wanted to step forward to see if Jiang Shiyan's hand was hurt.

It must have been painful the moment it got burned.

As soon as the dream changed, the boy leaned against him, with blood dripping from the corner of his eyes, the boy asked him with a pale face and trembling lips, "Are you okay?"

Obviously he was the one who was injured, but he was asking if he was okay.

After waking up, Lin Zhou lay in bed for a long time in a daze. Is it really because of Jiang Shiyan that he has been suppressed for the past two years?

The person who could even give him his life?

Lin Zhou got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As soon as he got out of the bathroom, his phone rang.

Lin Zhou picked up the phone and pressed the hands-free button, then picked up his clothes and said, "Hey, swing."

"Brother Zhou, I'm almost at the bottom of the building, you change your clothes and go downstairs."

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhou tucked the hem of his shirt into his trousers and tightened his belt.

"Aren't you on the Internet?" Swing's voice sounded urgent, "You go to the trending search, and then go downstairs, this time it's a big deal."

Internet?

Lin Zhou hung up the phone, opened Weibo, and the first thing he saw was his 99+ private messages, and the top searched item: Lin Zhou beat Huashang President Jiang Shiyan.