Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Well, everyone present was aware of the twists and turns, but no fool would take the initiative to point it out, so Zheng Hongyi left the venue early.

Zheng Hongyi didn't drink much, but he wasn't too little. He felt a little uncomfortable because of the smell of alcohol, and when he was lying on the back seat of the car rubbing his brows, his mobile phone rang.

"Hello, who is it?" Due to drinking, his original mellow voice was stained with a dull blur, and under the blessing of the narrow space at the moment, he was unbelievably sexy.

"Mr. Zheng, this is LEVEO. The pair of rings you ordered from David Joe earlier has arrived. When you are free, come and pick them up."

Eyebrows relaxed slightly, Zheng Hongyi said: "I'll go there now." After finishing the call, Zheng Hongyi said to the driver in front, "Let's go to the commercial center first."

The commercial center was not far away, and in less than 10 minutes, Zheng Hongyi got the pair of rings he designed.

Raising his hand, he opened the dark blue brocade box, and two pair of rings with a deep silver texture, one large and one small, were reflected on the retina.

The surface of the pair of rings is embossed with elaborate but not messy elegant patterns. Around the pattern, a layer of fine and broken diamonds is dotted in a casual and unique way. The sun is obliquely shining, and the delicate silver light and twinkling stars are intertwined. As dazzling as the starry sky.

Closing the brocade box, thinking of the people waiting for him at home, Zheng Hongyi's eyes dripped with tenderness.

His teenager will definitely like this gift from him.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would know that this was designed by Zheng Hongyi himself?

On the night of three months ago, Zheng Hongyi flipped through the photos he had taken with Chu Jingran over the past six months as usual, carefully recalling the warm bits and pieces, thinking of every frown and smile he showed to him, and the memories he had made of Chu Jingran. Zheng Hongyi, who was so pure and spotless, had never been a designer before, suddenly this pair of rings appeared in his mind.

He thought, this is probably fate.

And it is unique, it exists only for that person, shining.

As soon as he got off the car and entered the house, Zheng Hongyi heard the melody wafting from the piano room not far away, and his eyes became soft uncontrollably.

Thinking of the young man in the piano room, he raised his foot and was about to go upstairs to clear himself of alcohol and drink some hangover soup, but suddenly stopped in the next second.

Wait a minute, this piano sound...something is wrong!

Frowning and eyes closed, Zheng Hongyi stood at the stairs, using his ears familiar with music to catch the melody and music reverberating in the air one by one.

Dense and numerous voices, richly layered narrow range, strong contrast between high and low voices...

This is……

Zheng Hongyi in front of the stairs suddenly opened his dark eyes.

Four Hands! ! !

In the piano room, Chu Jingran, who completely forgot the time, played the piano while interacting with the people around him with squinted and smiling eyes. With the blessing of the melody, the two of them seemed to have become the most important confidants in each other's life at this moment.

Just as the sound of the piano came to an end, the door of the piano room was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

The two who were interrupted by the sudden change stopped their hands together and turned their heads at the same time.

In front of the door of the piano room, Zhou Ze's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of rice grains the moment the man's face was full of evil spirits.

'...Don't set your sights where they shouldn't be, let alone covet things that don't belong to you. '

Zheng Hongyi!

94. Only Dad is Good in the World 21

Although he was startled by the sudden movement, when Chu Jingran saw the man's face clearly, the shock in his eyes turned into joy, and he called sweetly to the person in front of the piano room as usual: "Dad ,You're back."

Ignoring his call, Zheng Hongyi strode over from the door.

As soon as the other party approached, Chu Jingran clearly smelled the faint fragrance of wine from the man.

But before Chu Jingran asked how the other party was drinking, Zheng Hongyi on the opposite side suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side, then grabbed his wrist and strode out.

The man's hand was very tight, as if his entire wrist was about to be crushed in the next second. Chu Jingran struggled subconsciously, grabbed his hand, and called out, "Dad, it hurts, it hurts so much."

Different from Zheng Hongyi's movements and footsteps that would stop whenever he cried out in pain, today's men continue to move forward as if they have never heard of it.

Surprised by this, Chu Jingran finally saw that people were different. The father who was pulling him in front of him was completely different from the father who usually spoke to him in a gentle voice.

The next second after realizing this information, Chu Jingran struggled violently while wrestling the man's hand.

"Let me go, you let me go," dragged to the door of the piano room, Jing Ran grabbed the threshold, trying to