There was a small cut on Zhu's forehead by the debris, he didn't pay much attention to it, but after a while, Zhu's mother knocked on his door.

"Xiaozhu, you open the door, it's mom, and mom brought you some wound medicine."

Zhu Xi wiped the blood stains on his face with a paper towel, threw off his shoes and threw himself into the bed, ignoring the knock on the door.

The knocking on the door lasted for a while and then stopped, as if a faint sigh could be heard from outside the door.

Although the Lang family's family background is relatively solid, they are not considered to be members of the real upper circles in City B, to be precise, they are local tyrants.

Lang Liye wasn't so fickle at first. He and Lang Zhu's mother, Yu Zhaorong, had come together through thick and thin. After all, he didn't escape the mistakes that all men make, being seduced by Lang Ye's mother, and having Lang Ye.

Lang Ye's mother, Du Ping's family has a lot of heritage, and she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. It is naturally different from Yu Zhaorong, who has experienced the wind and frost with him and has wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. When Du Ping's belly grows day by day, Lang Liye had to have a showdown with Yu Zhaorong.

Of course, Lang Liye was not so heartless at that time. He explained to Yu Zhaorong that the influence of Du Ping's family could help him.

Yu Zhaorong also cried and made trouble at that time, Lang Liye coaxed and persuaded him at first, but after a long time, he got tired of it, so he simply moved out to threaten Yu Zhaorong with a divorce.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Yu Zhaorong is an ignorant woman. The focus of her life is Lang Liye. If she divorces Lang Liye, what will she have left?So she was afraid and compromised. Over time, she always took a step back and took another step back, forming the situation today.

The next morning, Zhu Chong woke up very early. He is now a sophomore at a local Sanben University. He took out Lang Zhu's textbook and touched it. It was brand new, and he hadn't turned it over. He sighed while loading the book for himself. How many times has he gone to college?

When Zhuxuan went downstairs, Lang Ye, Lang Liye, and Du Ping were eating breakfast. They looked so happy with their family, but they were not seen at the dining table.

Zhu Xun passed them straight, ignoring Lang Ye and Du Ping's false invitation to have breakfast with him.

Lang Liye, the biological father, turned a blind eye to Zhu Chun. He made a piece of fried egg for Lang Ye, and warned him earnestly: "Little Ye, good son, when you go to Zhang's house at night, you must be able to talk, and get closer to your senior, by the way." See if you can get close to your senior's brother."

Lang Ye happily bit the fried egg, and patted his chest to Lang Liye to promise: "I know, Dad, don't you worry about me, I will definitely make the Zhang family happy."

Lang Liye nodded in satisfaction, and he couldn't hear what he said later. At this time, he had already left the gate of the villa and came to the garage.

The Lang family lives in a villa on the hillside. The villa occupies a vast area and has luxurious buildings. Lang Liye likes to use these things to show his wealth and status, including... the luxury car in this garage.

Bamboo walked past expensive sports cars, but finally stopped beside a black-painted heavy locomotive.

He took off the hard hat and threw it up and down in his hand, curling up his lips in satisfaction, since Lang Zhu is a madman who loves violence, why doesn't he let nature take its course and be a madman who does everything he wants?

Thinking of this, Zhuzhen put the helmet on his head, lowered the protective goggles, turned over neatly, started the engine, and rushed out.

He didn't drive very well at first, and even smashed the ornamental fence in the villa, but he didn't care about it. He kept accelerating and accelerating, the whistling wind in his ears, and the passing scenery on both sides made him feel open , A lot of free and easy, some things are really addictive once.

The pure black shiny heavy locomotive roared past on the street, attracting countless eyeballs. When Zhu Tong parked the car at the gate of the university and got off, he felt many curious, amazed, and even malicious eyes.

He took off his helmet and threw it on the car, brushed his hair casually, glanced around with a cold light on his red phoenix eyes, and then walked past the crowd recklessly, with a wild and self-important posture.

In a low-key black car parked on the side of the road, the handsome blue-eyed man with deep features looked away from the car window, frowned at the congested traffic ahead.

The driver of the car secretly glanced at the man, who was always indifferent, from the rearview mirror, and said flatteringly: "The young man who was riding the motorcycle just now seems to be the eldest son of the Lang family, named Lang Zhu."

When the blue-eyed man heard this, a pair of azure blue eyes like the deep sea slowly moved towards the driver. The driver's back felt hairy when he saw it. He knew that he was talking too much, so he immediately apologized. The job of being a driver for the Zhang family was high-paying and easy. He didn't want to do that. Almost lost the job.

However, the man didn't give him a chance, his thin, almost mean lips parted slightly, and he spit out words without emotion.

"You don't have to come tomorrow."

The driver's face was pale, but he also knew that men always said what they said, so they could only drive with their heads downcast, pinning their hopes on the Zhang family to give him more subsidies.

The blue-eyed man closed his eyes and leaned gently on the back of the car behind him. He looked relaxed, but in fact his waist was straight, leaving a gap between him and the back of the car. Although he had a pair of blue eyes, his facial features were towards the east. It's just a little deeper, and the tight thin lips reveal his sternness.This is Zhang Jinxing, the patriarch of the Zhang family that Lang Liye tried his best to curry favor with.

And the current Zhulong is nothing more than leaving an impression of arrogance and ignorance in the heart of the Zhang family.

Bamboo's class is very easy, except for the two big classes in the morning, there are no other classes today.

He sat on the bench beside the flower bed in the school, looking up at the closed-eyed sun above his head. Even though he couldn't open his eyes because of the dazzling sun, he still tried to open them wide to see clearly.

After a while, he lowered his head, blinked his eyes, blinked the white light in front of him, took out the cell phone that had been ringing non-stop from his pocket with a blank expression, and threw it into the trash can beside him. Then get up and leave.

Lang Zhu's so-called friends, he doesn't need.

Bamboo wandered aimlessly around the large campus, and finally just rode on his motorcycle and rushed out of the campus.

Zhu Xun drove very fast, the performance of this locomotive was very good, no matter how he accelerated, this locomotive could cooperate well with him.

He drove all the way from the university town where the university is located to the city center, and then from the city center to the north, drove all the way there, and then there was an industrial park. He knew that there were few people on the road there, so he could let him indulge Own.

Speeding up, speeding up again, Zhu Tong looked at the receding scenery on both sides, blinked his eyes, always felt that his eyes were very dry, and finally, he closed his eyes boldly and presumptuously.

At this time, the owner Zhang, who had just finished inspecting the work progress, was sitting in the car preparing to go back to the company, while the driver who was about to be fired was still working diligently on his last day of work, striving for more subsidies.

However, things always went against others. When the little driver just turned around and drove onto the road, a heavy locomotive rushed straight at a crazy speed.The little driver panicked immediately, turned the car around quickly and honked the horn wildly.

And Zhuzhen also opened his eyes because he heard the crazy horn sound. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the car that was close at hand, and immediately turned and braked. However, his speed was too fast, the brakes were very slow, and finally he slid forward very far. Kankan wiped the front of the car and stopped, but he himself was thrown out.

Fortunately, he didn't fall too hard, he was not in any danger, and he fell to the ground with his teeth bared. He saw two people getting out of the private car and walking towards him. One was obviously the driver in uniform, and the other...

Zhu Xun looked at the tall man with blue eyes walking towards him in a rather awkward posture, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on the apex of his heart.

"Are you okay?"

The man asked a question, and stretched out his hand to him, speaking as if he cared about him, if he could ignore his expressionless face.

The driver wiped his sweat furiously from behind. This Zhang family patriarch and the Lang family's youngest, he can't afford to mess with anyone.

Zhu Xun is now wearing a hard hat, and no one can see his expression clearly. He sat on the ground for a while, then ignored the hand stretched out in front of him, and got up by himself. Although his movements were awkward and his posture was ridiculous, he Still stubbornly got up.

Step by step, he walked to the side of the locomotive that fell to the side to help him, took out a pen from the backpack hanging on the locomotive, tore a page from the textbook, wrote something quickly, and then turned around face man.

At this time, the man had put down his outstretched hand and was looking down at him.

Zhu Tong handed him the paper with a stiff and cold tone, "For car repairs and medical expenses, please call this card number."

Zhang Jinxing squinted his eyes, and his eyes became dark blue and full of threats.He looked back and forth at this stubborn young man holding the paper from top to bottom.

Zhu Xun was wearing a hard hat, holding the paper in his hand all the time, he seemed like a bad young man, arrogant and self-centered, but now his face under the hard hat was sad and full of tears.

In the end, Zhang Jinxing stretched out his hand to take the paper, and it took a long time for the bamboo stick to react. He slowly lowered his arms, supported the motorcycle, and walked back step by step.

Zhang Jinxing looked at the staggering young man with a straight back, stuffed the paper into his pocket, got back into the car, and directed the driver to drive.

The little driver started the engine tremblingly, and after a while, he overtook the faltering young man.

It wasn't until the private car dissipated that it was out of sight, and Zhu Zhang stopped, let go and let the motorcycle fall back to the ground.

He plopped down and sat on the ground, trembling, took off the helmet on his head, revealing a pale, wet face, with sweaty hair sticking to his face, his lips parted, but he didn't spit out in the end. Those two words seemed to be locked deep in his heart together with that person, and he couldn't touch or look at them.

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