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Before getting acquainted with Teacher Su, Feng Xiulan was always a loner.

And his mobile phone address book is also barren, to what extent, there is no phone number, which caused Feng to be stunned when he heard that his mobile phone rang.

The melodious piano sound is still playing, and the number displayed on the screen is local to Hong Kong.

After seeing the string of numbers on the screen, Feng Xiulan didn't hesitate at all, and put the phone back in his pocket, didn't hang up, but didn't refuse to listen, just let it blare.

Tan Zhao's memory is very good, he just glanced at the phone number, and he understood why Feng Juvenile didn't answer the phone.

This is the phone number of Secretary He.

Just after the plaster cast was removed, Feng Xiulan's walking posture was still a bit clumsy. By the time they walked out of the hospital one after the other, the phone had already rang five times, and they persisted, calling again soon.

Feng Xiulan finally answered the phone impatiently.

On the other end, it wasn't Secretary He's voice, but a middle-aged man's low and urgent voice: "Feng Xiulan, where are you!"

Feng Juvenile's hand holding the mobile phone froze suddenly, and his whole body tensed up instantly, like a bow that was stretched instantly, but his voice was very calm, so calm that there was no wave: "I thought, you don't care about that kind of thing."

"I don't care where you are, just go back to the old house right now."

The voice on the other end fell, and the phone was hung up.

This doesn't look like a conversation that a father and son should have, but this is indeed a father and son, how ironic.

Feng Xiulan looked at the black screen of his mobile phone with a mocking smile on his face. In fact, he no longer expected the so-called family affection in his heart, but... after all, he was still unwilling.

Grandma told him not to hate. Teacher Su said he was gentle, but in fact his heart... was full of hatred.

He hated the Feng family, everyone.

"Let's go, if you don't want to go, the teacher will take you to relax."

Of course Feng Xiulan didn't want to go, and she wouldn't go, but when she returned to the entrance of the community from "Half-Day Trip to Hong Kong", she was still blocked by Secretary He.

Secretary He still looked like an elite, and said to Feng Xiulan, "Master Xiulan, please." Then, he respectfully opened the door of the back seat for Feng Xiulan.

Feng Xiulan walked straight into the community, and Secretary He stopped by.

"Master Xiulan, please don't embarrass us."

The good mood for removing the plaster cast was finally gone today, Feng Xiulan clenched his fists tightly, and wanted to fight with someone, but he knew that this had nothing to do with Secretary He, and someone else gave the order.

"Do you need the teacher to go with you?"

Just as Secretary He was about to refuse, Feng Xiulan spoke first: "No, I can handle it, Teacher Su, don't worry."

Tan Zhao stood at the entrance of the community and watched the car drive far away from the street entrance, then merged into the traffic flow and disappeared.

System: Host, this doesn't look like your style.

What's Tan Zhao's style?If this matter is going to be put on the rivers and lakes, he must have made a move a long time ago. He is used to acting recklessly, like this kind of unconscionable parents, when they see one, they repair one, and when they see two, they repair a pair.

But how?

[Feng Juvenile is arrogant, this is his family business, don't look at him preparing to leave Xiangzhen secretly, he is holding back his heart. ]

System: So what?

[He doesn't want anyone to interfere, including me. ]

System: ... Then Chang Yue's parents, you just intervene?

[That's different, and how much do you think what I said will help? ]

System: Huh?Your human minds are really complicated.

According to the systematic data analysis, Chang Yue's situation is indeed the same as what his host said. Since it is true, why does Chang Yue's parents disagree?Is it difficult to admit that your daughter is excellent?From the perspective of the system, excellent moral character is far more important than excellent grades.

The system does not understand.

Is it complicated?It's really complicated, love is real, scolding is also real, maybe Chang Yue's parents listened to it a little bit at the time, but if Chang Yue's exam rank falls further next time, maybe they will blame him behind his back Just mind your own business and say that it's no wonder he leads such a poor class.

Therefore, he probably can only hope that Chang Yue will be more helpful next time, so that his words will last longer.

Tan Zhao glanced at the moonlight, then walked slowly into the community.

On the other side, Feng Xiulan had already stood at the door of Feng's old house.

The Feng family is very well-known in Hong Kong. The old house is majestic and looks like a towering giant beast in the night. Although Feng Xiulan's surname is Feng, she doesn't have the slightest sense of familiarity with this place.

As the son of the owner of this house, he has no room here, and the number of times he has been here can be counted on one hand. He is more like an outsider than those messy relatives of the Feng family.

"Master Xiulan, please."

Feng Xiulan was wearing the dark blue school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, standing in the resplendent hall of the old house, looking very out of place.

"All day long, no one is right! You know how to fight, and you don't answer the calls from your elders. Is that what your grandmother taught you?" Father Feng came down the circular staircase, wearing an exquisite high-tailored suit. , who was nearly fifty years old, but still tall and straight, his handsome face was full of anger at this moment.

Feng Xiulan's nickname, Feng Dangdang, was not called for nothing, and she laughed at it when she heard the words: "After all, my biological parents didn't teach me, what else can you expect my grandma to teach me?"

"You bastard! Your mother knew that you had a fight with someone and your leg was broken, so you were so worried that you got sick!"

"She's sick, it's none of my business!"

"Okay, you, your wings are stiff! You have learned badly from outsiders, and you still follow... want to inherit the Feng family? I think you are dreaming!"

Feng Xiulan kept looking at Feng's father. This is his biological father, but he never raised him for a day. At this moment, he scolded him sternly, as if he was raised by him since he was a child. How shameless? !

"I never have this kind of dream." Feng Xiulan had already guessed that this kind of scene would happen, but he was still disgusted, "If there is nothing wrong, then I will leave."

"Stop! Your mother is worried about you..."

Feng Xiulan seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights: "Worried? Her worry really came too late."

"Shut up!" Father Feng was so angry that he lost half of his restraint. His wife is his only softness. He doesn't allow anyone to hurt his wife, even if this person is his own son. "Who do you think your fate is?" Yes! Don’t think that you can do whatever you want now that you grow up. Do you think that when you grow up so big, who pays for it? It’s me and your mother! You beat so many people, who settled it for you! It’s me ! What kind of eyes are you looking at!"

"Tch." Feng Xiulan turned around, with an indescribably complicated expression, "The house I live in now was left to me by my grandmother, and all my food and clothing since I was a child was also paid by my grandmother. You and that Do you think I will use a woman's money?"

"Why did I fight with someone? Don't you know? Who broke my leg? Didn't you really guess it? It sounds so high-sounding. If you really want to kill me, then just kill me." .”

"You—" Father Feng has already raised his hand.

At this time, Feng Xiulan was as sharp as a hedgehog: "If you don't make a move, then I'll leave. Whether you like to coax that woman or not has nothing to do with me. I haven't been your son since I was a child, haven't I?"

"Xiu Lan..."

On the stairs, at some point, a woman called softly. She was wearing a white cheongsam. Because of the proper maintenance, she still had a bit of a girlish look at her age.At this time, she looked at the strange son, tears were about to fall.

Father Feng immediately went up to meet him: "You are still sick, why did you come down, why are you still so anxious." The tone was completely different from just now.

Love is really a terrible thing. If love in the world is like this, Feng Xiulan doesn't want to be contaminated in this life.

"Xiu Lan, your dad is just talking about it, how could he be willing to beat you." Mother Feng patted her husband, stepped forward and said, coughed twice after speaking, looking weak.

Seeing the concern on Feng's mother's face, Feng Xiulan suddenly smiled viciously: "Really? Then my leg was broken, why didn't he send those who paid for my leg to be broken into prison for me?"

Mother Feng has always been a "kind" person, and she doesn't like to hear the words of being sent to prison, so she frowned when she heard this: "I heard from your father that they are only seventeen years old, and they are also Knowing that they were wrong, my family, Xiu Lan, is a kind child, so I will definitely forgive them, right?"

Feng Xiulan's resentment towards the eldest brother of the Feng family suddenly decreased by two points. He didn't get in touch with him very much before, but now he found out that living with such parents with amazing three views must be out of his mind.

If it was Mr. Su, what kind of words would he say in retaliation?Feng Xiulan thought for a while and said, "Then if I break your legs, will you forgive me?"

"..." Mother Feng began to cover her face and cry.

Feng's father was furious immediately, and opened his mouth to start a family law.

"You have the nerve to ask me to forgive them for things that you don't even think about yourself. How can you be kind or not? It's almost laughable!" Feng Xiulan has a ruthless energy, which was conceived in his long-term fights with others. With you, I am ashamed to talk about the family law, I am not in your household registration book, what kind of family law! I haven't charged you with the crime of abandonment yet!"

"you--"

This is one of the few opportunities for Feng Xiulan to see his parents, and it is the first time he has been so happy, but after the happiness, there is an indescribable emptiness.

How fierce he was just now, how empty his heart is now.

He is a child who is not expected by his parents, and he knows it more clearly than at this moment.

He thought that these two people would be very selfish, but he didn't expect to be so selfish and self-righteous. It would be great if he wasn't their child.

"Why are you sitting here, isn't it cold?"

Feng Xiulan sat on the stairs, the door creaked behind him, the soft light in the room floated out, and there was a tall and warm figure.

"cold."