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"Boss, he has been arrested." The subordinates reported, "What should I do next?"

Xuan Zhao suppressed his voice in the stairwell: "Have you taught him how to say it?"

"My boss, don't worry, I'll teach him everything according to your instructions. Say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't." The subordinate snorted, "This bastard only accepts money, and when the money is in place, he will do everything."

"Well," Xuan Zhao leaned against the wall, gently stroking the handle of the walking stick with his left thumb, "Then we'll see them dog-eat-dog."

Wang Taibao was a move he made in advance. If Cen Jingxiang restrained her crooked thoughts and did not make an announcement, then Wang Taibao would naturally not appear in Xuanzhao's vision.

Since Cen Jingxiang sent up such a useful chess piece, Xuan Zhao naturally had to make good use of it.

"Boss, do you want me to watch, lest he stab us out—"

Halfway through the conversation, a little girl's crisp voice came from the other end of the phone, shouting "New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, Dad will play cannonballs with me, and my subordinates whispered that my daughter is good, Dad is busy, you can play for a while."

Xuan Zhao was in a daze for a moment, it turned out that today is New Year's Eve, which is Chinese New Year.

"No need, give him the hush money, he knows the rules." Xuan Zhao said, "You've already done a good job, don't worry about it when it's Chinese New Year, spend more time with your family."

As soon as the words finished, Xuan Zhao paused and added: "Happy New Year."

The host family has always been alienated and indifferent, with clear rewards and punishments. They have never said such warm words. The person at the other end was obviously stunned, and it took a long while before he was flattered and said: "You, you too, happy new year."

From the other end of the receiver came the "cracking" sound of falling cannons, accompanied by the little girl's clear laughter like silver bells: "Dad! Look at my flying cannonballs! Bang bang bang—"

Xuan Zhao was also infected by such a lively atmosphere of the New Year. He listened quietly for a while, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, everything returned to silence.

There are no popping cannons, no bluffing children, only snow-white tiles and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

A trace of loneliness quickly flashed across Xuan Zhao's eyes, and then he let out a breath to erase those emotions that shouldn't be there.

He should have gotten used to it by now, what does it have to do with him if the New Year is not the New Year.

Xuanyu's medicine contained sedative ingredients, and she fell asleep after taking the medicine after lunch.

Xuanzhao sat on the side of the bed for a while, Xuanzhao realized that her son was still there, and opened her eyelids with difficulty, trying to talk to Xuanzhao, Xuanzhao trimmed her nails carefully, and softly asked her to "sleep", Xuanzhao smiled.

If he was here, Xuan Yu wouldn't even be able to sleep well, so Xuan Zhao left the nursing home lightly.

There are few people in the western suburbs, and even those who celebrate the New Year can’t even call a car. Xuanzhao leaned on crutches, walking back to the city with one foot deep and one foot shallow. After walking for nearly an hour, he passed an ecological village. Saw some figures.

Xuanzhao's limbs were almost frozen, his left knee was almost stiff, and even bending his knee was painful.

I don't know if it's because it's too cold, or because he's the only one walking the road.

The children in the village are running around in cotton-padded clothes, red lanterns are hung high under the eaves, and the ink on the newly pasted couplets is still fresh.

Xuan Zhao sat down on the bench at the bus stop, and quietly looked at the scene full of fireworks in front of him. A child noticed him and pointed out: "Why is that brother on crutches, can he not walk?"

"Nonsense! How rude!" A woman immediately picked up the child and smiled apologetically at Xuan Zhao, "I'm sorry handsome guy, this child just needs a spanking."

Xuanzhao said it was okay, the woman looked at him for a moment, and asked if he was going to the city: "My man is from the rental company, let him drive you!"

Xuan Zhaozheng was worried that he would not be able to get a taxi, so he agreed. This woman was also a shrewd person, and told Xuan Zhao not to use the watch, and directly sent a big red envelope of 666.

After getting in the car, the driver asked him where he was going, and Xuan Zhao said to drive east first.

Qiaoqiao calls him to pay New Year's greetings and invites him to a New Year's Eve dinner, but Xuan Zhao politely declines.

It seems that he was not born with such words as "warmth" and "harmony". If he went to Qiaoqiao's place, Uncle Gong would treat him as "young master" longer than "young master", and Qiaoqiao's parents would definitely be uncomfortable.

The driver was urging Xuanzhao to give him a detailed address as soon as possible. Xuanzhao subconsciously blurted out "University City", but he paused as soon as the words came out. Shaoqing lowered his eyes and said, "Garden Apartment."

The room in the university city is constant temperature, warm and bright, and Xuan Zhao who lives in it is also soft and kind, but in fact it is not the real him, and everything there does not belong to him.

Xuan Zhao turned his head and looked out the window, the more he drove into the city, the more festive the Chinese New Year would be.

The banner of "Welcome to the New Year" was stretched very long, the lanterns were wrapped around the tree trunks, and the deafening words "Every street and alley, everyone's mouth, the first sentence of meeting is congratulations!" ".

He looked up at the gloomy sky, didn't he say it was going to rain?

Xuanzhao thought viciously, if there is a heavy rainstorm, it would be better to completely destroy everything in this festoon. Why is he alone without a safe place to go when everyone else is having a family reunion?

"I hope it won't rain again this winter, how can you take it with your little lame."

Cen Baiyan's hearty voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Xuan Zhao's five fingers curled up slightly, and then he thought to forget it, it's better not to rain.

He is selfish and hypocritical, he is cruel enough to Cen Baiyan, why bother to make Cen Baiyan worry about him anymore?

Xuanzhao's tongue felt bitter, he sighed silently, leaned back on the back of the chair, and gently closed his eyes.

"What's going on! Tell me exactly why Wang Taibao went there to make trouble!"

Wan Qianshan was furious in the study.

How. How is it possible? !

She just asked Wang Taibao to find out about that woman. How could Wang Taibao break up and make trouble, and was arrested by the police?

Cen Jingxiang's face was ashen, and her lips trembled: "Qianshan, listen to me, he is not—"

"You're still quibbling!" Wan Qianshan picked up an ashtray and threw it on the ground.

Cen Jingxiang was so frightened that she trembled all over. She had known Wan Qianshan for more than 20 years, and it was the first time Wan Qianshan got so angry.

All this is because of Xuanyu that woman!

Why doesn't she die, why doesn't she die!

"Who is Wang Taibao, do you think I don't know? How much money you gave him and how many black things you made him do these years, I turned a blind eye to it," Wan Qianshan roared furiously, " You actually stretched your hand over there! Fortunately, I held this matter down. The group of media is like hyenas, and they will pounce on it to bite when they smell it. Where do you put your face!"

He spoke so utterly that Cen Jingxiang also felt sad, propping the table with both hands, and mournfully said: "You only care about your face, why don't you care about my face, do you know what people are calling me until now? I am a shameful mistress."

Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, Wan Qianshan was not only unmoved, but looked at Cen Jingxiang with disgust at the moment.

Wang Taibao made a big fuss in the detention center, saying that Wan Qianshan, a big entrepreneur in Xinyang, was his brother-in-law, and my brother-in-law sent me to make trouble.

If word spread, how would Wan Qianshan behave in the mall?In his life, he was most jealous of others mentioning his background, saying that he was a soft-bodied man who clings to the Xuan family.The right to speak is always in the hands of the powerful and rich. Now that he has achieved fame, who would dare to chew his tongue?He will never allow people like Wang Taibao to jump out and become his stain!

"I told you not to associate with those people, why didn't you listen? What do I need from you all these years, what do I owe you if you eat my clothes and wear mine!" Wan Qianshan kicked the boss chair hard, "You You don't know what to do with this lady's position, what more do you want!"

Cen Jingxiang cried pear blossoms with rain: "What do I want? What do you say I want? I just want a home, a man who loves me, how did you promise me back then, you said you would take care of me forever , will regard Bai Yan as his own son."

"Don't mention your son to me!" Wan Qianshan was furious, "Is he and I in the same heart? Ah! He is an unfamiliar wolf cub! And you, you are just coveting my property, you think I will Don't know?"

Cen Qing shrank at the door of the study and did not dare to make a sound. Cen Baiyan heard the sound and rushed over. Hearing this, he frowned and stood in front of Cen Jingxiang: "Uncle Wan, if you have something to say, how can you say that about your mother?"

When he actually said that about Cen Baiyan, resentment was like a poisonous snake, wrapping tightly around Cen Jingxiang's heart, but she knew that she must not tear herself apart from Wan Qianshan, otherwise all her years of hard work would be ruined.No matter how much she hated her, she still acted weak, pushed Cen Baiyan away, covered her heart, and cried blood every word: "Qianshan, what do you mean by that?"

"It's not right since that pen," Wan Qianshan seemed to be a different person, completely out of his usual elegance, pacing back and forth in the study with his hands on his hips, his face distorted, "he is a snake, The snake beats me, no wonder nothing good has happened recently, it’s useless for me to bring back a snake-killing stone, and it’s useless for raising a cat, nothing can hold him back. He still looks at those things, he’s trying to harm me, Your surname Cen is trying to kill me."

Cen Baiyan's pupils constricted suddenly, and he staggered half a step, almost unable to stand——

His respected Uncle Wan actually guarded him like a thief. The cats and stones in the house were all to suppress him?

At this moment, Cen Jingxiang wanted to cut Wanqianshan into pieces. She clenched her hands into fists and told herself not to tear her face apart. She couldn't without making Bo Yan the rightful heir.

Cen Qing shrank and did not dare to speak, Cen Baiyan closed his eyes heavily, and helped Cen Jingxiang who was sobbing: "Mom, let's go."

Snapped--

A crisp sound resounded in the study.

Cen Baiyan was beaten to the side, and then looked at Cen Jingxiang in disbelief: "Mom?"

Cen Qing was also frightened, and said in a low voice, "Mom, why are you beating your brother?"

"Admit your mistake!" Cen Jingxiang snapped.

Cen Baiyan laughed back in anger: "Where did I go wrong?"

Is it wrong that my surname is not Wan?Is it wrong that I am a snake?

Or it was my fault that I should never have been born!

"Qian Shan," Cen Jingxiang slapped Cen Baiyan, then turned her head and cried to Wan Qianshan, "You watched Bai Yan grow up, don't you know what kind of child he is? He is your own son." Ah! Bai Yan, hurry up, call Dad!"

It was as if a boulder had fallen into his chest, and Cen Baiyan couldn't even catch his breath. He didn't know how this "home" became like this, and why he just went out to go to a university, and everything changed beyond recognition?

Cen Baiyan sneered, went to the room to pick up his backpack, and left the cold villa without looking back.

"Brother!" Cen Qing lay on the balcony on the second floor and cried, "It's Chinese New Year, where are you going!"

Cen Baiyan's footsteps became more and more rapid, and his nails cut deeply into the tiger's mouth.

He was going home, he was so sick he couldn't breathe, he had to go home right away.

The high-speed rail stopped running in the morning, and Cen Baiyan stopped a black car with a "pick-up" ticket, and said that he would take him to the seaport immediately, as long as he wanted.

After bumping around for several hours, it was nearly eight o'clock at night when he arrived at the harbor. Cen Baiyan's mobile phone ran out of battery, and he carried a backpack on his back and shuttled quickly between the boxes in the university town.

The lively sound of the Spring Festival Gala wafted from the open windows on both sides, and with the tangy aroma of the food, Cen Baiyan was eager to return, and his pace became faster and faster, until he reached the bottom of the deepest unfinished building. Cen Baiyan looked up, The windows on the third floor were pitch black, with no light at all.

He took a deep breath, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart.

That's right, Xuan Zhao went to see his mother in the morning, and he should be by his family's side for the New Year's Eve.

Knowing that the person he urgently wanted to see was not there, Cen Baiyan's footsteps became heavy instead. He dragged his tired body up the steps, and gently turned the door with the key.

click-

In the darkness, a bump like a small hill bulged on the sofa. Hearing the sound, the bump moved slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

bang-bang-bang-

Cen Baiyan's heart suddenly beat rapidly, and for a moment his facial features seemed to have completely failed, and all his perceptions were concentrated on the person in front of him.

Without even dragging his shoes, he stepped up in two or three steps, knelt down on one knee, and hugged Xuan Zhao tightly.

"Bai Yan?" Xuan Zhaocai woke up and asked in disbelief, "Why are you back?"

"Didn't you say so?" Cen Baiyan's voice was hoarse as if a handful of gravel had been rubbed into it, "If you want to go home, come back."

He took all his travels and dust with him, and he wanted to return to Xuanzhao's side and this home after traveling thousands of miles.

Xuan Zhao's arms stayed in the air for a long time, and then finally gently embraced Cen Baiyan.

Under the cover of darkness, even he himself did not realize the sincerity revealed in himself for a moment.

He sat in the garden apartment for a while, and somehow returned to this dilapidated and cramped little house.

Like a pair of beasts licking each other's wounds, they coincidentally returned to this home on this New Year's Eve.

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Pull the progress a little today, to 10%~

Afterwards, the progress bar speeds up when the plot starts!