canary dressed as a disabled villain

The condensed air gradually rose, and Zhuang Jianing felt the big hand wrapping his fingers tighten suddenly.

He used his lunch break to draw three views of the design draft, and then contacted the factory online. Because he was too shy to use expensive diamonds and rubies, he had to search and choose the cheap rough stones that he was satisfied with and cost-effective.

For most of the wasted day, he lost an hour of sleep every night this week to make up for it.

The design fee was waived, but the material fee, processing fee, etc. also spent all the money he earned from the live broadcast.

Now the pocket is cleaner than the face.

He Zhuo stared at the phoenix brooch with thorns in his eyes. After a long time, he let go of Zhuang Jianning's hand and said softly, "No."

The corners of Zhuang Jianning's upturned mouth were instantly deflated. He sat up straight, moved towards the car door, threw the brooch casually on the seat between the two of them, turned his head to look out the window, and muttered sullenly: "Don't Forget it, if you don’t cherish it, it’s worth throwing it away.”

Ever since Zhuang Jianning moved here to live with her, no matter how late she stays up at night, no matter how tired she is from studying, no matter how much cold treatment she receives from him, she will always be like an indestructible little sun.

This is the first time He Zhuo saw him lose his temper.

It turns out that this little thing also has a temper.

He raised his eyebrows, leaned forward slightly, and pretended to glance at Zhuang Jianning unintentionally. The boy's eyelids drooped, and the light in his eyes was also covered.

While Zhuang Jianning wasn't paying attention, he quietly put away the brooch.

Until arriving at the destination, Zhuang Jianning kept the same posture, tilting his head against the car window, no longer approaching him, and no longer sticking to him to talk.

The gas is quite big!

Xiao Zhang and the driver had already got out of the car and waited for a long time. Seeing that no one got out of the car in the back seat, they didn't dare to ask.

He Zhuo looked at the back of Zhuang Jianning's head, thought for a long time, and choked out a coaxing sentence: "Get out of the car first, and take you out for dinner at noon."

Zhuang Jianning is still motionless!

Children are troublesome, He Zhuo frowned and reached out to pull him.

With a sway of his body, Zhuang Jianning woke up suddenly, looked at He Zhuo with sleepy eyes, stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and reacted for a few seconds before saying: "Why did I fall asleep. Mr. He, are we here yet?"

As if nothing happened.

He Zhuo was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, and got out of the car with a livid face.

Zhuang Jianning looked dazed, this perverted boss is really difficult to serve.

He said he didn't want the gift he had prepared so hard, and he still had a stern face.

After getting out of the car, they found that they had arrived at a cemetery in the suburbs.

No wonder He Zhuo personally waited for him at the school gate today.

Zhuang Jianning recalled the plot, could it be that today is the death day of He Zhuo's father?

He Zhuo is a posthumous child and has never seen his father since he was born.

Coincidentally, his father also died in a car accident. More than ten years later, his mother became a vegetable due to a car accident, and his legs were disabled.

Zhuang Jianning felt sore, Mr. He is so pitiful.

Here is a hillside, the concrete road is lined with green trees, and the sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadow on He Zhuo's body.

Zhuang Jianning walked a few steps quickly, and said to Xiao Zhang who was pushing the wheelchair: "Brother Zhang, let me push Mr. He."

The ramp was quite steep, and Xiao Zhang felt worried when he saw his thin arms and legs, so he shied away and said, "It's better for me to push."

He originally wanted to say that this kind of manual labor assistant can do it.

Zhuang Jianning was not happy anymore, and put one hand on the back of the chair: "Mr. He and I are legally married, and he is my old attacker. Why is it inappropriate for me to push?"

He Zhuo almost choked on his own saliva.

This heartless little bastard dared to say anything.

Xiao Zhang has always been keen, and recently he noticed the change in the magnetic field between Mr. He and Zhuang Jianning. He didn't dare to speak anymore, and gave his hand to Zhuang Jianning, standing behind himself just in case.

Suddenly an old voice came from the front: "Is Ah Zhuo here?"

There is a lot of energy in the middle, and if you really haven't seen the person, you must first hear the voice.

After turning this ramp, there is a green grass field with a wide view in front of you.

An old man and a young man stood before a lonely cemetery.

He Zhuo lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Grandpa, you are here too."

He only nodded slightly to the other young man as a greeting.

Zhuang Jianning had never seen He Zhuo speak like this before, and thought it was quite novel, he followed suit, ignored the young man, just looked at the old man, and said obediently: "Grandpa, I am Zhuang Jianning."

Mr. He nodded, glanced at Zhuang Jianning, lowered his head and said to He Zhuo: "How are you doing recently?"

Zhuang Jianning pricked up his ears.

He Zhuo said calmly: "It has always been like this."

Mr. He looked back at the photo on the tombstone. The photo showed a face similar to He Zhuo's. He was very young. He bowed his head and sighed: "Ah Xuan is the eternal pain in my heart. I thought you... thought you could pick up A Xuan My class, you ended up like this again! Why did God treat my He family like this!"

"Grandpa!" The young man standing beside Mr. He suddenly said.

Mr. He seemed to wake up suddenly, and patted him on the shoulder: "Fortunately, the He family still has you, Ayu, the He family will depend on you from now on!"

Zhuang Jianning's eyes flashed, it turned out that this person was He Zhuo's cousin He Yu.

"It's hard work for those who are capable!" When He Yu said this, he looked at He Zhuo with a smile, "It's not hard work, the descendants of the He family should make He's enterprise bigger and stronger."

Mr. He nodded in satisfaction.

The relatives here are quite complicated, and He Yu is Cheng Yan's cousin.

He is also one of Jing Chen's suitors.

It was vaguely mentioned in the book that the reason why the original owner made He Zhuo happy was that He Yu and her mother, who was the sister of Cheng Yan's mother, put a lot of effort into it.

Zhuang Jianning doesn't like him.

Seeing that He Zhuo was not in a good mood, he squatted down and lay on He Zhuo's lap, holding his hand and asking for warmth: "Mr. He, it's very windy here, are your legs cold?"

"Not cold." He Zhuo's tone was cold, but his hand was held by him.

He Yu raised his eyebrows, they haven't seen each other for a few days, and the relationship between husband and wife is so harmonious?

"Is the money enough to spend?" Mr. He was very worried about He Zhuo.

He Zhuo's mother has been hospitalized all year round, and the machines to maintain her vital signs are extremely expensive, and He Zhuo's health is not good, so medical expenses are a huge expense for him.He doesn't have a serious job, so he can only rely on the small amount of shares in He's Enterprise to earn dividends.

Mr. He wanted to make up for him, but He Zhuo refused every time.

Several people chatted for a while, and He Yu's phone rang suddenly. He didn't care about others, so he picked it up, and after listening to the report, he was pleasantly surprised: "I really contacted the deputy of the Qiubai Consortium. Director? That’s fine! I’ll go there now.”

Mr. He's cloudy eyes lit up, and he praised: "Ah Yu, you actually got in touch with Qiu Cai on that project of the company! Not bad, not bad, I feel at ease when the He family has you. From now on, your father and I can take care of each other with peace of mind. It's New Years!"

He Yu's face was full of embarrassment, and he glanced at He Zhuo again, the contempt in his eyes flashed away: "Grandpa, let's go back first."

Zhuang Jianning endured for a long time, until the group of people walked away, then squatted down and buried in He Zhuo's lap and secretly laughed.

Across a thin blanket, his thighs felt itchy, He Zhuo looked at his trembling thin shoulders, and asked in a cold voice, "Is it funny?"

Zhuang Jianning raised her head, the smile in her amber eyes was still there, reflecting a dazzling look like water in the sunlight, and the red mole on the tip of her nose was vivid and charming.

He readily admitted his mistake and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I shouldn't have snickered in front of your father, um, it was also my father. I couldn't hold back just now."

He clasped his hands together, pursed his lips tightly, and bowed to the photo on the tombstone with a serious face, then turned back to support He Zhuo's knee, and said seriously: "He Yu is such a fool, if he knows that Qiu Cai is Whose, I guess..."

"Do you know whose it is?" He Zhuo withdrew his hand, his eyes darkened.

Zhuang Jianning's heart sank.

It's over, explain to the perverted boss that he read the book in advance, will He Zhuo believe it?