Slag Gong wants to pamper me

The snow in the deep winter was bitterly cold, Xu Yang knelt in Zhan's courtyard all afternoon, the snow around his knees melted and fell, fell and melted again and again.

Xu Yang's whole body was stiff from the cold, and the drops of melted snowflakes hung on his eyelashes, moving up and down with the trembling of the eyelashes.

He was cold, bitingly frozen and his whole body was frozen, a heart that was beating for someone was about to be frozen.

As time passed by, the black shadow in front of him became thicker and thicker, but Xu Yang couldn't leave. Once he got up, the punishment for the whole afternoon would be in vain.

He was really tired, and really wanted to close his eyes and take a deep sleep, but when he thought of his son waiting for his life in the hospital, Xu Yangqiang straightened his back and let the wind and snow hit his face like a knife .

From the window on the second floor, a pair of black eyes splashed with cold light, even colder than this cold weather.

"Xu Yang, you owe all of this to the Zhan family!" Lord Zhan crushed the water glass in his hand, the glass shards cut his hand, blood dripped on the ground, he didn't know it, nothing but hatred was hidden in his eyes The trace of pampering made him replace the person he hated more with himself.

The death of Zhan Zhuochen, the second young master of the Zhan family, was caused by Xu Yang. Lord Zhan had no direct evidence to send Xu Yang to prison, so he could only do everything possible to drive Xu Yang away, out of sight and out of mind.

No matter where he was sent, Xu Yang could return to the Zhan family. For example, today, the person who had been away for five years reappeared in the Zhan family.

"Eldest Young Master, Young Master Xu passed out outside, Lao Qin took his own initiative to bring him back to the house..."

"Who allowed you to let him in? His status is also worthy of entering the Zhan family's house?" Lord Zhan was furious, and asked in a calm voice, "Uncle Qin, don't think that I can't do anything to you because you are an old man of the Zhan family. Do you still see me as the young master of the Zhan family?"

"It's just a faint, it's better to die outside!"

Lao Qin clutched his fingers, bowed his head and admitted his mistake due to the situation, but did not regret saving someone into the house.

"Eldest young master, Lao Qin watched you grow up, I just don't want to watch you ruin yourself, killing people is against the law..."

"Breaking the law? Why didn't Xu Yang go to jail if he really broke the law? Zhuochen's death has nothing to do with him!"

Speaking of Zhan Zhuochen, Lord Zhan couldn't control his emotions.

Lao Qin was stunned by the yelling, and immediately recalled the previous incident. The only person present that day was Xu Yang. Zhan Zhuochen and Qiao Shiyu had an argument in the study on the third floor. After Qiao Shiyu exclaimed, Zhan Zhuochen Zhuo Chen fell directly from the window on the third floor to his death, and Xu Yang was the only one standing in front of the window.

Lord Zhan identified Xu Yang as the murderer, but without sufficient evidence, Xu Yang was only locked up in the police station for three days and released.

What happened in the study that day was only known to the three of them. Xu Yang grew up in a war family, and Lao Qin knew what he was like, and he would never do that kind of thing.

But Lord Zhan is convinced that five years have passed since the incident, and the hatred in Lord Zhan's heart has not diminished at all, but has become more deeply rooted.

"Young master..." Old Qin hesitated to speak.

"Old Qin, since you are an old man of the Zhan family, I don't have to worry about this matter with you."

"Thank you, Young Master, Young Master Xu has severe frostbite on his body, should I go to a doctor..."

"Go and throw Xu Yang out, no matter whether he is dead or alive, he is not allowed to step into Zhan's house!" Sen Han's tone was a little colder than the temperature outside, and Lao Qin knelt on the ground in shock.

Xu Yang lost all consciousness of being frozen, and he might only die if he was thrown out like this.