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"They're all gone, so we should go too."

Han Kaixiu turned his head, his brows were furrowed, he was thinking about something, "Everyone is gone, but my intuition tells me that this matter will not end that easily."

"Will there be someone who won't show off Young Master Han's face?" Wei Yiran's tone was a bit joking, but he also knew that, as Han Kaixiu said, it wouldn't end like this.

Rubbing between his brows, Han Kaixiu pointed to his car, "Get in the car, you should have a good talk about the matter with the grassroots." Building the steps for his wife and rival in love, Han Kaixiu felt that he was really great like this.

The grassroots didn't turn a blind eye to him just now, and Wei Yiran also thought this was an opportunity. Although it was a pity that he couldn't love the grassroots, at least he could still be friends. Wei Yiran understood this opportunity and could not lose it again.

Unceremoniously opened the rear door, Wei Yiran's head popped out again, his face was red.Han Kaixiu walked around to the driver's seat, leaning against the car door and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Coughed dryly twice, Wei Yiran touched the bridge of his nose unnaturally, "I'll drive, you sit in the back with Caogen."

Han Kaixiu didn't try to shirk, it was all because Wei Yiran was losing his nerve.The two switched positions, Han Kaixiu grasped the uncomfortable grass root, caught sight of the unsatisfied Three Treasures humming and rubbing against the grass root's chest, and immediately understood.

The hands squeezed Sanbao's face a little harder, and Sanbao whimpered in a thin voice, looking miserable like a kitten.

Caogen beat him, "Why do you always like to make Sanbao cry? You don't like this son so much?" Everyone said that the daughters were the ones who were rejected, why did Han Kaixiu hate the son?

Staring at the gleeful Three Treasures, Han Kaixiu thought to himself: Little bastard, you know how to eat all day long, try your best to fight against me, wait until you grow up to see how Dad will deal with you.

"Baby, why don't I like what you gave birth to? I'm just teaching him what father's majesty is. Boys have to be raised hard since they were young, and they can't be coddled. What they think will only make them dependent on others, and they will never be able to be independent." Wei Yiran, do you think this is the case?"

Concentrating on driving, Wei Yiran didn't dare to glance into the rearview mirror. When Han Kaixiu asked him, he was so frightened that he used the car as a pen to draw water snakes on the road.

"Wei Yiran, what dark things are you thinking about in your head?" He was upset, he thought of Wei Yiran's face like a monkey's butt just now.

"The road is difficult, so of course you have to concentrate. What did you just say? I didn't listen carefully." In fact, I didn't hear a word.

"Hum!" He didn't bother to reply, and made a direct nasal sound.

The grass roots were very dissatisfied with Han Kaixiu's cold reaction, and he kindly answered for Han Kaixiu, "Xiaoran, do you think the baby should be independent now? Is it too early? They are still so young..." Grassroots chattered, chatting very naturally, with the same expression and tone as before.

"Xiaoran, what do you think..."

"Xiaoran, do you think it's okay?"

"Xiaoran,..."

In the past, grassroots always liked to ask him questions like this, Wei Yiran felt nostalgic for the beauty of that time, grassroots trusted him, looked at him with bright pupils, and waited for his answer full of hope.

Grass roots, how should I face such a peaceful you and me?

Grass root, every time I see you, I can't forgive myself; every time your kindness only makes me hate myself more.

Grass root, don't smile at me, I can't bear your calm smile, because your beauty reflects my dark soul, and I have nowhere to hide.

"Xiaocao, don't you...don't blame me?"

Grass root shivered, "I never dared to ask, Uncle Wang, it's really...it's you..." Staring at the back of his head, Cao Gen held his breath.

"I said no, would you still believe me?"

Grassroots nodded and shook his head indiscriminately, "I don't know! I have been telling myself that Xiaoran is a good person, and he would not do that kind of thing to Uncle Wang; but, they also said that Xiaoran is not a good person, and Xiaoran has been lying Me, he just wants to use me when he's nice to me Is Xiaoran two people? I'm so confused. "

Why was it such a jerk back then?Wei Yiran was very depressed, and habitually wanted to touch the cigarette case, but if he thought about it, let's keep some in front of the grassroots, although his image has been ruined again and again.

Han Kaixiu sighed silently, the idiot Wei Yiran, wasn't he very poor when he was hurt, why did he get so angry when he faced the grassroots?

"Wife, Wei Yiran felt very guilty because he felt that you had been hurt, and he was very unhappy. Everyone was very sad when Uncle Wang passed away. Although he had a purpose for Uncle Wang, he didn't know that Uncle Wang would die at that time. Everything can only be said to be too coincidental. Based on your understanding of him, ask yourself in your heart, would Wei Yiran really kill Uncle Wang in order to achieve his goal?"

The grassroots are struggling, but subconsciously he still cares about his friend Wei Yiran, Han Kaixiu understands his psychology, so let him make the decision for the grassroots.

After thinking about it, Grassroots had a clear idea, and he shook his head, "No."

"If you can't continue to be friends with Xiaoran, you will feel sad when you meet each other like strangers, ignoring each other, right?"

That's for sure, Grassroots nodded, "Yes."

"You're so good." Han Kaixiu glanced at Wei Yiran proudly, "Don't stand still, just admit your mistake to my wife, and this matter will be over."

Almost choking on the saliva, Wei Yiran coughed hard twice.Why did he feel so awkward when Han Kaixiu said this sentence.

Ignore the pause in the middle, and coherently form a sentence. After savoring it carefully, Wei Yiran's chicken skin pops out.

Viciously gouged out Wei Yiran, who was feeling disgusted in front of his eyes, Han Kaixiu pretended to be sorry, "Some people, that's how they want to save face, even if the steps reach their feet, they don't want to condescend and stretch their legs. Wife , Forget it, he doesn't have that kind of heart, so don't think about any shit friends anymore..."

"Han Kaixiu──" the wheels braked sharply in the snow, and the ice and snow splashed, "Don't forget that you owed me a favor just now, and now you come to tear down my platform. Don't you think this kind of behavior is shameless?"

With his chin resting on top of the grassroots head, Han Kaixiu was very cheeky, "I seem to have heard someone say 'I am helping the grassroots, not helping you', you told me not to remember your feelings, I was just following your wishes .”

The car restarted, and Wei Yiran gritted his teeth bitterly, "Han Kaixiu, I know that your surname is Lai."

"! Heck..." Grass root couldn't stand it and laughed, "You are really, no matter how old you are, you are still so naive."

Looking at the smiling grass root in the mirror, Wei Yiran felt relieved, "Xiaocao, are we still friends?"

"Xiaoran, don't lie to me in the future, and next time, I really won't forgive you."

Finally, the haze dissipated...

"Xiaocao, never again."

(12 Fresh Coins) (Birth) 125 Happy elder brother, making people jealous

The car drove slowly and steadily in the middle of the empty street in the cold night, and the wheel tracks on the driveway were soon covered by the disturbing heavy snow, and the headlights pierced through the snowy night, calling for the arrival of dawn.

"Thank you!"

Han Kaixiu hugged the sleeping grass roots, looking at the flickering lights outside the window, he turned his head when he heard the words, "To use your words, I am helping the grass roots, not helping you." If this knot is not untied, the grass roots will not be happy .

"I understand, but I still want to thank you for your generosity, for tolerating my existence and the harm caused in the past."

"People's hearts are complicated, and simple people are very intuitive. The hypocrisy, goodness, and truth are based on intuition. Although the grassroots can't see through your intentions, they just feel it based on daily contact. You have no malice towards him; what I did was just It is to let him understand his own intentions more clearly, and when he figured it out by himself, he will not know the year of the monkey."

"Now I finally understand why the grassroots chose you. I am very pleased."

Han Kaixiu raised his lips and smiled, "I accept this as a compliment."

Wei Yiran also laughed and shook his head, "It's really hard to imagine how you, who were arrogant back then, could fall in love with the grassroots. However, a person with such infamy like you wants someone as chaotic as the grassroots to wash your dirt .”

In a word, mixed praise and criticism, blessings, ridicule... While Wei Yiran was disappointed, he was also happy that the grassroots had a good home.

The right thing, the wrong time, can never be balanced, and after the intersection, there is only the helplessness of going in the opposite direction.

Grassroots breathed lightly while sleeping, Han Kaixiu felt a sense of pride spontaneously, "I was born in a wealthy family, and God has given me many things that others can't enjoy in my life, but the only thing that makes me grateful to God, It was for me to meet the grassroots, he is a treasure that nothing can be exchanged for."

Two men clinging to each other, that’s not right... plus three treasures should be three people, such a family, this combination may look weird, but what Wei Yiran sees is only happiness; harmony that blends and overflows Firmly connect them together, inlaid in a small lens, no one can get involved in their world.

Wei Yiran looked at the gradually increasing number of vehicles, "It's almost dawn, I hope it will be a calm day." It's just hope.

This world is already turbulent with dark tides, the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, Han Kaixiu feels that there are still bigger storms roaring in the few days left this year.

Their premonition was correct, a few minutes later, Han Kaixiu's phone rang.

In the quiet carriage, there was only the slight sound of the car, Han Kaixiu looked solemn, and silently listened to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Hanging up the phone over there, the phone in Han Kaixiu's hand was still frozen to his ear.Wei Yiran looked up at the mirror, "What's the matter?"

Han Kaixiu let out a long breath, "The sample of the newspaper has been sent to grandpa, and grandpa already knows everything about tonight and the grass-roots affairs."

"So fast!" Faster than they expected, "It seems that the other party is well prepared."