It's not my fault to be ugly

Zhuo Ying was sitting on the sofa with an unshaven beard and a gloomy complexion. Coupled with the scar on his face, he was a dead end desperate man.

He took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.That point of red light became the only source of light in the dimly lit living room.At this time, the phone rang, and he picked it up to see the name on it, sneered, and connected the phone.

A female voice came from over there: "Father wants to talk to you."

Zhuo Ying lazily raised her hand, grabbed the remote control next to her, turned on the computer to log in, and answered the conversation request over there. Soon, a middle-aged man's face appeared on the screen.

When he was young, he should also have a handsome and handsome appearance, but unfortunately when he got old, his temples were gray, his eyes were swollen, and his wrinkles seemed to be deeply carved on his face by a knife.He has sharp eyes, and the corners of his mouth hang down. He can tell that he is a difficult person to get along with.

"Why is it so dark over there?" The voice was as if it had been sanded, and it carried a kind of sternness and coldness that usually prevails.

Zhuo Ying picked up the remote control and turned on the lights at home.

"I'm very disappointed in you." This is the second sentence "father" said.

Zhuo Ying sat up straight unconsciously.Although I hated this man to the point of bleeding, and imagined a thousand and ten thousand ways to defeat him and break free from him, the scars left on my body by this man have already been deeply projected into my heart for so many years, becoming a kind of Midnight dreams of fears that can never be shaken off.

"In the safe in your room, there are things I left behind. Go and get them, you know what to do." The father said the password, and gave him a last look, which was a kind of indifference, looking at the abandoned son.

Then the video cuts off.

Zhuo Ying stood up and staggered into her bedroom.Go to the safe next to the bed and enter the code to open the safe.A red velvet cloth was placed on the shelf inside.On the flannel lay a gun.

Zhuo Ying laughed out loud.

Laughing and laughing, he trembled and cursed under his breath.Even the bedrooms in the house arranged for him by his "father" are monitored.But now he doesn't care anymore, because he knows that his father will no longer care about the idea of ​​an abandoned son.

Feng Dingqian didn't come back until the next morning.At that time, Feng Dingkun was enjoying the shade in the corridor, rocking the cradle and coaxing Feng Zhu, who had just finished breastfeeding, to sleep. He had already seen Feng Dingkun's car driving in.He was a little embarrassed. Last night, he put down his bold words at Feng Dingqian's place. He wanted to support the Feng family alone. What I said was too tricky, and I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Feng Dingqian came over, stopped by Feng Zhu's little cradle, bent down and reached out to touch Feng Zhu's little face.

"Little baby, you have to grow up quickly. The world that your father and I have built will be inherited by you in the future."

Feng Dingkun's face turned red immediately, Feng Dingqian said this, referring to what he said last night: When we leave, we can leave A Zhu with a better Feng family.

However, hearing Feng Dingqian's tone of voice, he suddenly felt relieved.Although I don't know how Feng's got through the difficulties last night, but since Feng Dingqian is here to tease the children with a relaxed tone today, it must be all right.

Feng Dinggan went back upstairs to rest. He may not have slept all night, but he slept until one o'clock in the noon.Feng Dingkun had already eaten, and was sitting in the living room, reading documents and rocking the cradle.

At this time a guest came, Feng Dingkun asked someone to open the door, a moment later Lan Xin walked in swaggeringly, glanced at Feng Dingkun, and asked, "Where's your brother?"

Feng Dingkun glanced behind him, Lu Mingran was standing there, looking at Feng Zhu in the cradle from a distance.

"What do you want Feng Ding to do?"

Lan Xin smiled and shook her head: "Brother Akun, what you said is out of the question, we will be a family in the future, and we can come to him even if we have nothing to do."

He walked up to Feng Dingkun and held his hand affectionately: "Last night, thanks to us, ah, especially our burning, your Feng family was able to save themselves from danger!"

Feng Dingkun gave him an annoyed look, withdrew his hand, thought for a while, and asked, "It's you...?"

"Of course! Your brother received the news a few hours in advance, so he got all the liquid assets he could get, and found us, plus me and Ranran's money, to stabilize the market! "

Feng Dingkun thought fuck it, we are on the left and we are on the right, you treat me as my boyfriend... Is the ex-boyfriend dead? !

Thinking this way in his heart, he couldn't help raising his head and glanced at Lu Mingran, the two looked at each other, each with a trembling heart.At this moment, Feng Zhu groaned a few times, probably because he was woken up and was in a bad mood. Seeing that he was about to cry, Feng Dingkun quickly shook his little cradle.

Lu Mingran walked to the side of the small cradle, looked down at Feng Zhu, and said with a smirk: "It's good, the baby is born. I don't even know when you gave birth to a woman."

Feng Dingkun was choked by him, and reluctantly defended himself: "...this was an accident."

"Then Pei Fei was also an accident?"

Feng Dingkun choked on his cold tone: "If you see him, you will know why I was with him in those few days."

"He disappeared a few years ago. Where do you want me to meet him? Or do you know where he is?"

Feng Dingkun had no choice. He had never seen Pei Fei since that summer, and it was even more impossible for him to interact with him after leaving Feng's house. How could he know where Pei Fei was.

At this moment, the door of the upstairs bedroom opened, Feng Dingqian buttoned up his shirt, and walked downstairs.

He frowned and glanced at Lan Xin, and asked, "Why don't you wait for me in Feng's office building?"

Lan Xin smiled and said, "Brother Feng, come and pick you up."

"Let's go." Feng Dinggan strode his long legs and walked out the door first.

It's time to shuffle the cards.

Lu Mingran glanced at Feng Dingkun, and followed him.

Feng Dingkun sat there without moving.After a long while, Feng Zhu still whimpered, he didn't know what kind of nightmare he had, and he was about to cry, and then he came back to his senses and rocked his cradle.

After coaxing Feng Zhu to sleep, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Fan.The other side picked it up quickly, and Zhao Fan's excited voice came through: "Hurry up and tell me, how did you turn defeat into victory in the battle last night?"

"I didn't participate." Feng Dingkun cleared his throat: "I want to ask you something, do you know where Pei Fei from the Pei family is now?"

"Pei Fei... I have an impression." Zhao Fan thought for a while: "Feng family, Lu family, Pei family, your elder brother's family has dominated these few years, and it is almost pushing the other two out of Shangshuo's circle. Especially This Pei family..."

"The current head of the Pei family should be Pei Fei's father, but well, he kept an outside room outside a few years ago, and Pei Fei ran away from home a few years ago, and when there was no news, he simply helped the outside room Right, even the son of the concubine has replaced Pei Fei's position. The rumors of this low status are almost spreading in Jiang Shuo's big and small circles, and you don't know?"

Run away from home, no news?

But Pei Fei is already crazy enough, otherwise he wouldn't have made himself look like Lu Mingran.If he gets more crazy, it is very likely that he will run away from home.

"Pei Fei is probably already dead. I remember that she has been missing for several years and can't find anyone, so she can apply for death."

Feng Dingkun couldn't tell what it was like.Pei Fei is the person he hates the most besides Feng Dingqian, but now he can sit under the same roof with Feng Dingqian calmly and raise the child he stuffed for him. Beat him hard, and then stay away from each other forever, hoping that he will die, that will not happen.

And if he really died, how would he solve the misunderstanding between himself and Lu Mingran.

"What did you ask him for?"

"It's nothing." Feng Dingkun sighed: "You can send the bill to Feng's family."

"Forget it, even your brother knows this bit of news, and you don't charge money. If you have any interesting gossip, you are welcome to sell it to me."

Feng Dingkun thought to himself, I have a lot of gossip. Lu Mingran and Lanxin are the bosses of the boke company; Feng Dingqian gave me a surrogate son; my son is super cute; but I can't tell you any of these news.

He hung up the phone, not long after the phone rang again, this time the caller was: Zhuo Ying.

Feng Dingkun picked it up immediately.The person over there smiled: "Why so fast? You won't be waiting for me to call you."

"Did you do what happened last night?"

"If you want to know, come to me." Zhuo Ying gave an address: "It's time to say goodbye between us. Tonight at six o'clock, I'll wait for you."

Feng Dingkun settled Feng Zhu, tidied up and left.He has no reason not to go.Whether Zhuo Ying is standing on the standpoint of a friend or an opponent, it is an important existence for him.

If it was really him who made the sudden attack last night and made Feng's bankruptcy, then it is indeed time to say goodbye to him.

Feng Dingkun rushed to Zhuo Ying's address according to the time.It was the middle floor of an office building. Zhuo Ying rented a few offices there. At this time, the inside was empty, only the messy documents piled up on the desk, the office chair pushed away, and the floor was scattered with wrapping paper, Dilapidated folders and beer bottles are piled up in a neat row in the corner. It can be seen that there was once a team here who fought hard for the work, but now the tea is cold, and the rest is just the embarrassment left by turning away from the rhetoric .

Feng Dingkun walked in, and there was an office room that was obviously the boss, and there was a figure in it.He pushed open the sliding door, Zhuo Ying raised her head and smiled at him haggardly.

"Are you really here? Are you not afraid that I will do something to hurt you?"

Feng Dingkun looked at him fixedly: "Zhuo Ying, am I a fool? I still miss the past and always think of you in my memory. Am I really the only one?"

As soon as he said this, Zhuo Ying's expression changed.His eyes were red, he turned his back and took a few breaths, and said in a muffled voice, "Of course not."

"Then why did you..."

"Don't ask so many questions just now." Zhuo Ying took out a teapot and led Feng Dingkun to the tea room inside: "Sit down first. I will let you know what you want to know."

The two sat down opposite each other in the tea room. Zhuo Ying made tea, poured a cup for Feng Dingkun, and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, we have come to this point."

Feng Dingkun put down the small green tea bowl and said nothing.

"Actually, I am a child adopted by my father. As you can see, I am of mixed race. I grew up in an orphanage abroad. When I was eight or nine years old, my father adopted me."

Zhuo Ying showed a look of reminiscence: "At that time, I just thought that my father was a rich man and his business was very complicated. When I was a teenager, he sent me back to China to study in Jiangshuo Private High School. Opportunity approached the Feng family, and later, I offended Yuwen Ning, he was afraid that the Yuwen family would ask someone to investigate me, and if he was dragged out, his arrangement would be in vain, so he asked someone to take me back..."

"Why did your father target the Feng family?"

"He," Zhuo Ying looked at Feng Dingkun: "His name is Feng Mingxiang. Xiang from Xiangyang."