Do not accept to fight!

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The blue sky, the sun has emerged from the clouds, and the breeze is blowing, which is the most comfortable time in summer.

Yang's father and Yang's mother took care of their image and came to the restaurant on the second floor with a decent smile.

Not everyone can stay in this old Zhang family!

What a great opportunity.

The couple didn't sleep much that night, lying in bed wondering how to get the old man to remind their son who had just returned to China.

The calculations were tense and full, but they didn't hear until dinner was ready that the old man had taken his youngest son and grandson out for morning tea early.

Mother Yang smiled gracefully, and just took advantage of the time when the servants around her were serving dishes, she asked the people next to her in a low voice: "Elder Sister, doesn't the old man usually eat at home?"

"Occasionally." Zhang's mother took a sip of coffee, lowered her eyes to hide her embarrassed expression.

She thought that the old man had breakfast at home yesterday, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Today, Zhang Hengzhen, who just came back from abroad, should stay for a few meals.

But he didn't want him not only didn't eat, but also took away his two favorites.

Does this mean that the old man doesn't regard the rest as a family at all.

Mother Zhang didn't want to think about it anymore.

Father Yang also asked curiously: "Sister, where will the old man eat?"

"This... depends on Dad's mood." It can't be said that she doesn't know either.

Zhang's mother put down her glass and carefully cut a piece of ham. She obviously didn't want to talk any more. Seeing this, the Yang family became concerned and couldn't ask any more questions for a while.

The meal was eaten peacefully, and no one mentioned the missing people on the table.

In the early morning, the streets and alleys of city A are full of traffic, as usual, congested and busy.

Qu Xiran lowered his head and stared at the plate-like wafer body, feeling the frosty touch of his fingertips, but after a long time, the old man knocked hard on the head.

"Boy, if you don't eat it, it will go into your uncle's stomach."

"Oh." Qu Xiran smiled embarrassingly, took it back and snatched the crystal shrimp dumpling in front of Zhang Hengzhen, and solved it in two or three times.

Zhang Hengzhen lowered his head, then looked up at him again, "That's on my plate."

Qu Xiran chewed twice, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, uncle."

Zhang Hengzhen, "..."

The man was wearing a dark gray T-shirt and black trousers. His dark eyes were fixed on the boy's full forehead. Although it was deliberately covered up by the thin bangs, the redness and swelling had faded a little, but with a little attention, you could clearly see the difference. .

After a moment of silence, he pushed the last small cage of shrimp dumplings in front of the boy.

Qu Xiran raised his head, eyes full of question marks, "??"

Zhang Hengzhen took out a black cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers, lit it in no hurry, his eyes were indifferent, "I've given it to you, eat it."

"That's good." The young man wore a fresh white sportswear today, with a shy and refreshing smile on his handsome and elegant face, which was particularly pleasing to the eye on this sunny morning.

However, he kept muttering in his heart.

What does it mean that this guy gave me all the shrimp dumplings!Why does Zhang Xinran have such a yin and yang brother-in-law, please go back to foreign countries as soon as possible!

A faint smile flashed across Zhang Hengzhen's eyes, indifferent and moving.

Qu Xiran didn't know what it means to be polite, since the other party delivered it to his door, he accepted it graciously, and took the rice rolls and pumpkin crisps in front of the other party without any hesitation, and ate them unexpectedly satisfied.

Although it is only a small shop, the taste is really good, it seems that the old man will enjoy it~~

It feels so good to be alive.

Just now, after a rough study of the ear studs, he found that talking to strangers after leaving the Zhang family compound will not give you any points, and this so-called chip has no other functions except for issuing tasks and counting existing points.

No, there is also a function of regularly broadcasting the weather, which comes to the ears every hour and cannot be canceled.

Walking out of the store, Zhang Hengzhen stood in the shade and turned his head to light the fire, smoking leisurely.

He didn't wear black gloves today, his slender fingers held the cigarette casually, and the white air that escaped with his breath was lingering, making him unexpectedly sexy in his coldness.

Seeing that he was so "rampant", the old man naturally blew his beard and stared at him again. Qu Xiran also stared at him with wide eyes, with a righteous expression of "how can you set a bad example in front of the younger generation".

Zhang Xinran, the cleanliness boy, hates the smell of cigarettes the most, but Qu Xiran doesn't hate it, on the contrary, he really likes the feeling of smoking.

Whether it is grief or excitement, if there is no one around you to talk to and share, then take a cigarette, a faint white smoke, to soothe your nerves hovering on the verge of collapse.

Facing the condemning gazes of the old and the young, Zhang Hengzhen sucked to the last breath without any pressure.

"Let's go." He threw the cigarette butts into a public ashtray not far away, and walked in front of them with his hands in his pockets naturally.

Old man, "Hmph!"

Qu Xiran, "Hmph!"

Zhang Hengzhen closed his eyes slightly, "I won't show it to you again."

Old man, "Go back and continue to compete!"

Qu Xiran, "Two against one!"

Zhang Hengzhen, "..."

Some things often change unconsciously.

The three of them had breakfast, and wandered around the nearby flower and bird market a few times. The old man saw a very spiritual thrush, and Qu Xiran saw a pot of orchids. The fragrance was clear and far away, which was just in line with Zhang Xinran's taste.

So the grandfather and grandson looked at Zhang Hengzhen together, and at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

"Take it back after buying." After all, Zhang Hengzhen couldn't resist the two fiery gazes.

Qu Xiran and the old man nodded in agreement, but they both refused to accept it after he paid for it, and Zhang Hengzhen came to take it in the end.

With a bird in the left hand and a potted flower in the right, the image of the cool and handsome man has been completely destroyed.

Zhang Hengzhen's eyes were dark and oppressive, and Qu Xiran continued to stab him with a knife, "Uncle, handle it gently, don't damage my flower."

The old man seconded with great approval.

When the three of them finally wandered back to the Zhang residence, Yang's father and Yang's mother had left first, leaving behind Yang Wentao, who was in summer vacation, and Yang Wenyuan, who had just returned to China and was still at leisure.

Qu Xiran had already guessed that Yang Wenyuan would not leave, and in a little over a week it would be the back-to-school day of University A, and Zhang Xinran would soon move back to the school's single dormitory.

He and Zhang Xinyue will definitely seize this time to attack themselves, and it will be difficult to have a significant effect of "killing with one blow" if they are framed after returning to school.

Things like deceiving people must have a strong audience to support them.

Mr. Zhang is undoubtedly the most powerful among them.

"Brother Xin Ran, you're finally back!" Yang Wentao looked sluggish with a loss of appetite, "My mother actually sent someone to bring homework for the summer vacation, help me!"

"Then you should write well." Qu Xiran walked with him, passing Yang Wenyuan without looking sideways.

Those who ignored Yang Wenyuan also included Mr. Zhang and Zhang Hengzhen.The old man went back to the house directly. Uncle Zhang handed the birds and flowers to Liu Ma and then walked and talked with his own brother. No one paid attention to the person who stayed again.

Mainly still unfamiliar.

He has been away for so many years, and usually has no contact with the rest of the Zhang family except Zhang Xinyue. Zhang Hengzhen is also a returnee who has just returned home, so he is not too surprising.

But Yang Wenyuan didn't think so. No matter at home or abroad, he was used to being the most dazzling presence in the crowd, but now he was completely ignored by several people in succession.

Naturally, he wouldn't compete with the old man and the others, so Qu Xinran somehow took the blame for everything.

Yang Wenyuan hated it secretly, his eyes had long since lost the sarcasm of the past, and were full of hatred.

Qu Xiran was born as a criminal police officer with strong insight. He didn't need to look specifically to know who was staring at him.

This person is really interesting, he resents Zhang Xinran's liking, and now he knows that the other party has let go and is dissatisfied. In the end, Zhang Xinran did nothing but write him two letters.

No, Zhang Xinran also took care of him.

Very caring.

Qu Xiran stared back frankly, his eyes were calm and harmonious.

I'm healthy, I'm upward, I don't owe you anything!

Yang Wenyuan clenched his fists subconsciously, and now he was the only one left in the gorgeous hall on the first floor, Yang Wentao and Zhang Xinran who didn't know the situation.

He couldn't help raising his chin, aggressively, "Cousin, you..."

"What are you?" Qu Xiran turned his head away from him, and said coldly, "Yang Wenyuan! This is my home, if you make me unhappy, hehe... I'm afraid my mother won't keep you anymore."

If you don't dare to be chaotic at home, who gave you the courage.

Oh, well, it was given by my second brother.

"You—!" Yang Wenyuan was speechless for a long time, and walked away expressionlessly.

Yang Wentao blinked his big watery eyes, wanted to laugh but also worried and asked: "Brother Xin Ran, does cousin want to bully you again?"

"Well, he didn't succeed again, so he became angry from embarrassment." Qu Xiran stroked his head, the soft hair felt very nice to the touch, "Do you understand what it means to become angry from embarrassment?"

I heard that this kid's academic performance is counting down every year.

"Of course! I'm a genius!" Yang Wentao looked proud, "I'm good at everything except studying."

Qu Xiran said with a smile: "Pfft—good genius, wash your hands and get ready to eat."

"Oh yeah! Let's eat!" I completely forgot about the existence of summer homework.

The afternoon passed quickly and was extremely pleasant, probably because Qu Xiran's words enlightened Yang Wenyuan's thoughts, maybe because of other things, anyway, this guy never confronted him again.

As the sky gradually turned dark, the Zhang family's boss and second child both came back from the company, and the family sat around the big table eating and drinking, which was very lively.

Whether some people are dissatisfied or coping with it, in short, they are very face-saving and laugh constantly, which can be regarded as a clean-up for Zhang Hengzhen and Yang Wenyuan.

Of course, everyone knows that the latter is incidental.

The old man was always cheerful, kept talking to his two sons, mentioned some things about the grandchildren from time to time, and even asked the youngest Yang Wentao about his studies.

The little snack was so scared that he almost lost his chopsticks, and he was only half full after a meal.

Mother Zhang and Yang Wenyuan, who seemed to be cut off from the crowd, naturally felt embarrassed, but Mother Zhang was good at observing words and expressions, finding words when they had nothing to say.

Only Yang Wenyuan poked the rice bowl in front of him silently from beginning to end, and ate a few mouthfuls pretendingly, without saying a word.

He is good at dancing outside, but he can only be so aggrieved in Zhang's family.

Wrong!

Qu Xiran glanced at him, um... Mama Liu's dish of dry-stir-fried green beans is delicious!

"Grandfather, please order this, don't just stare at the meat like Xiaotao." He was sitting next to the old man, which was very convenient for him to show his hospitality.

The wrinkles on the old man's face widened with a smile, "Okay, I'll have some beans too."

Respecting the old and loving the young is really healthy and positive!Hope to give full marks in the end.

At this time, the metal sound he was already familiar with unexpectedly sounded in his head.

[Yang Wenyuan's anger value exploded, exceeding the originally set maximum limit of 10000, successfully activating the hidden task-find the person who framed you. 】Hidden mission!

The previous one hadn't been completed yet, yet another hidden mission came.

Yang Wenyuan's anger value is off the charts... Qu Xiran's eyes are far away, probably not because of me.

【Hidden Mission】

Background: Unlimited

Location: Zhang Family Mansion

Content: Find out all the people who framed Zhang Xinran

Reward: 5000~9000 points

This task... Qu Xiran's pupils shrank slightly, and he lowered his eyes.

Sure enough, they wanted to frame me in the Zhang family mansion!This task seems to be given for nothing, and with his toenails, he can figure out who and who is going to frame Zhang Xinran, but Chip has come up with a range of reward points instead of formulating a certain point.

Based on the past rewards of the chip, combined with the deliberate changes I made to some things after I came here... This conspiracy may change.

What this variable is is still unknown.

Zhang Xinran believes that "finding out" needs evidence to prove it, and it will definitely not give so many points if it is done casually.

His mind was running at high speed, and when he raised his head again, his expression was as usual, with an elegant and calm demeanor, and a just right smile on his face.

Yang Wenyuan was too conceited, and he was relatively impatient, but adding Zhang Xinyue would be different, two-on-one, or three-on-one.

He turned his head and looked at the boss of the Zhang family who was talking and laughing gently, and then at the scholarly father Zhang.

Neither can be trusted.

He withdrew his gaze, and accidentally bumped into a pair of bottomless eyes, his handsome appearance was still cold and indifferent.

Pulling the corner of his mouth stiffly, Qu Xiran looked away again.

This one couldn't believe it.

He stroked his right ear subconsciously, his eyes were like two quiet deep springs.

Only on your own.

It's always been like this, hasn't it.

Qu Xiran clenched the cup tightly and drank the remaining orange juice in one gulp.

The night is getting darker, the moon hangs high on the branches, lightly covering the gloomy earth.

Qu Xiran was sitting on the pure leather sofa in the lobby on the first floor, watching a legal program meticulously.

Not long after, Yang Wentao ran over holding a large bottle of grape juice, "Brother Xin Ran, let's drink together!"

"Have you finished your homework?" Qu Xiran still asked intently.

"Ah, it's over." Yang Wentao curled his lips, shrugged his shoulders feebly, and sat down beside him, "How do you even know this?"

"you guess."

"Cut...don't worry about it." Yang Wentao was open-minded, he never cared about the details, he quickly regained his composure, took two cups from the coffee table and poured them, "Here—"

"En." Qu Xiran took it casually, but when he put the cup to his lips, he stopped suddenly and turned to ask him, "Where did you get this bottle of juice?"

"In the refrigerator on the third floor."

Yang Wentao raised his glass and was about to drink when Qu Xiran stopped him.

"What?"

"You go and get another bottle of apple juice, and we'll drink it together when you come back."

"Huh? Oh."

Yang Wentao nodded obediently, and quickly ran upstairs.

Qu Xiran narrowed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled faintly.

Since you're stuck in it and can't get out, let's just sink in a little deeper.