The God of the Father and the Hero is Broken [Transmigration Book]

Second Aunt Huo, as she said, brought fresh vegetables to Jane's family almost every day, and her complexion was getting better and better.

Occasionally, Jian Yao would chat with her a few words, but what Second Aunt Huo said most was that now the family finally had some money, bought a laptop and new clothes for her daughter, and went to college next year, so she wouldn't look inferior.

Although Jian Yao never felt that being poor was inferior to others, he could also understand Second Aunt Huo's thoughts.

How many people in this world are really not vain?Parents compare their children's grades, children compare whose bike is the coolest, who wears famous brands, and whose sneakers are better and more expensive. As long as there is a circle, there must be comparisons.

It's just that the things being compared are different.

Second Aunt Huo didn't want her daughter to be compared to the mud by her classmates as soon as she entered school.

Normal mothers like Aunt Huo and Aunt Er hope to let their children enjoy what other children generally have.

Jian Yao thought that Huo Yan worked so hard before to earn living expenses for Huo Gan.

Although he knew that the Zhou family had given Huo Yan a sum of money, but Huo Yan told him that he would not use the Zhou family's money, Jian Yao really thought that Huo Yan didn't have much money available, and the reason for working part-time was to be taken care of by others. Yang Jinhua and Huo Gan.

This made Jian Yao feel more uncomfortable and angrier the more he thought about it.

No matter from which aspect, Huo Yan is not responsible for the couple, let alone spending money on them before they reached the age of majority.

In terms of feelings, Huo Gan and his wife never regarded Huo Yan as their own son.

In terms of blood relationship, their own son has not shown up so far, and has been shrinking from the exposure of his life experience.

So when receiving Zhou Wenyuan's call, Jian Yao thought twice, but still didn't hang up immediately.

Last time Zhou Wenyuan saved his mobile phone number and called him in front of his face, but he immediately blocked Zhou Wenyuan's mobile phone number after he went out. This time Zhou Wenyuan changed the number, and Jane Yao only realized after hearing his voice that he was the one who called.

Zhou Wenyuan's voice is not much different from before, it still has a strong sense of superiority, and the arrogant character can be heard even by listening to the voice, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a trace of exhaustion and haste that cannot be concealed. anxiety.

"I thought you would hang up the phone when you heard my voice." Zhou Wenyuan obviously forgot how he threatened Jian Yao at that time, but instead looked very familiar, as if the two were friends whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Jian Yao frowned and walked to the window, and said in a stiff voice: "What's the matter, let's talk."

Zhou Wenyuan chuckled softly: "So impatient? I remember you were not like this in front of Huo Yan."

Jian Yao took a deep breath and told himself to calm down over and over again. Now that he is angry, Zhou Wenyuan is happy: "It has nothing to do with you. Don't say that you called me because you suddenly missed me."

"I'll give you five seconds to think about it. If you really don't want to say why you made this call, I'll hang up in five seconds." Jian Yao started counting down after saying this.

"Why are you so tough?" Zhou Wenyuan said, "I heard that Yang Jinhua was sent to a lunatic asylum?"

Jian Yao: "That's a mental hospital, that's your mother."

Zhou Wenyuan was silent for a few seconds, then sneered, "I don't have a nanny mother."

Jian Yao: "You can coax yourself however you want, anyway, she is your physical mother, whether you deny it or not, the facts will not change."

"She has taken care of you for so many years, even in the name of nanny, what she does is still mother's work." Jian Yao, "Now her hospitalization expenses are still paid by Huo Yan."

Jian Yao's tone became worse and worse: "I thought you were still human, but after so long, you haven't even visited her once."

Zhou Wenyuan's voice seemed to be trembling: "Why should I go to see her? To take care of her? It's not because of her, I will fall into this situation now..."

He suddenly stopped talking halfway, and brought the topic back to the direction he originally wanted to ask: "Huo Yan hasn't returned to Zhou's house until now. Is he dissatisfied with Zhou's family? Or is he dissatisfied with me?"

Jian Yao suddenly realized something. He held the phone slightly harder, and pursed his lips. He felt that Zhou Wenyuan was setting him up, maybe he was still recording on the phone, but he didn't say it directly, but said: " Why did he go back to Zhou's house? No matter how his adoptive parents treat him, he still has feelings for them. If you don't want to take care of it, he will take care of it. "

"Besides, there is no place for him in the Zhou family. Zhou Sheng only came once, and I don't know what he said to Huo Yan, but since he came, Huo Yan never mentioned the Zhou family in front of me again. " Jian Yao finished these few words after careful consideration, and finally asked, "Why didn't you take Yang Jinhua away and take care of her?"

Jian Yao: "She's sorry for Huo Yan, but she's sorry for not only giving you a family environment and resources that you couldn't enjoy before, but also staying by your side all the time, even though she's not your real mother, but just a nanny, but she has been with you since you were born. I just took care of you, and I didn’t come back much during the holidays.”

"You must never say that you have no money." Jian Yao, "Anyway, I won't believe it."

Jian Yao also pressed the recording button when he was speaking. Although he felt that he did not say anything wrong, he was worried that Zhou Wenyuan would tamper with the recording.

Zhou Wenyuan didn't answer Jian Yao's words, let alone follow Jian Yao's words: "The family has been talking about Huo Yan coming back."

Zhou Wenyuan: "It's because he doesn't want to. He is resenting us, but Yang Jinhua did this. He can blame me, but he shouldn't blame his parents."

Jian Yao: "When did Huo Yan say he didn't want to go back? When did he say he hated you?"

"Just because Huo Yan is not a public figure and has not given any interviews, you are going to be framed like this?"

Jian Yao's voice was very calm. When he found out that Zhou Wenyuan's visitor was not kind, he was no longer emotional, and suppressed all the dissatisfaction and anger.

He didn't choose to hang up the phone either, he was worried that Zhou Wenyuan would go directly to Huo Yan if he couldn't find out from him.

Zhou Wenyuan is a sinister and cunning person, and he will probably lead Huo Yan into the ditch. After all, Huo Yan...in terms of conspiracy and tricks, he will definitely not be Zhou Wenyuan's opponent.

Jian Yao: "What else do you want to ask? Let's ask together, and then don't call me again."

Zhou Wenyuan: "You always think that Huo Yan is a good person?"

Jian Yao frowned: "What do you mean? I don't think so, but he is."

There was a little smile in Zhou Wenyuan's voice: "Don't you think that the news appeared at a strange time? My uncle came to Huo Yan with money at that time, and not long after they met, the news appeared .”

"I've been thinking about it for a long time. How did that news spread without being deleted?"

"It even got on the trending searches several times." Zhou Wenyuan's smile became more obvious, "At first I really thought it was a coincidence, but now it seems that there is no coincidence, it's just that someone deliberately planned to work hard at that time."

Jian Yao: "Are you a conspiracy theorist? Why did Huo Yan discuss this matter with your uncle? Does your uncle have any reason to do this? And is this a scandal? Does your uncle hate your family so much? "

Zhou Wenyuan: "So this is what I can't figure out. How did Huo Yan convince my uncle? How did he control him?"

"You made Huo Yan look like a person like you." Jian Yao couldn't hold back, and sneered, "Huo Yan never wants to control others, let alone persuade others, he is the one who is easy to be persuaded." Maybe it was because of what your uncle said that he didn't agree to go back to Zhou's house."

Zhou Wenyuan: "You trust him so much? Why are you so sure? And why do you think I'm a bad person?"

"Is it my choice to be exchanged? Or can I decide? I was also a baby when Yang Jinhua changed children, and I don't have any memories of my parents."

"Why don't I go to see Yang Jinhua?" Zhou Wenyuan said, "Because I don't know what to call her. Call her Aunt Yang? Yang Ma? Or Mom? But I have only called one woman Mom since I was a child. Can't call out."

Jian Yao was silent for a while, he knew that Zhou Wenyuan was playing tricks to impress him.

But Jian Yao didn't fall for the trick, instead he forced her to ask: "You don't need to call her mother, but you can't ignore her, you ignore everything, leave everything to Huo Yan, and then blame Huo Yan for not returning to Zhou's house."

"How could Huo Yan leave Huo Gan and Yang Jinhua behind?" Jian Yao said, "He's not that kind of person."

As soon as Jian Yao's words fell, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside. Jian Yao turned his head, touched his lips lightly with his index finger, signaled the other party to "shush", and then switched the receiver of the mobile phone to the speaker.

The person who came in closed the door and stood behind Jian Yao.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only the street lights came in leisurely from the window, falling on the profiles of Jian Yao and Huo Yan.

Zhou Wenyuan didn't realize that he had an extra audience, he continued: "Huo Yan is definitely not the kind of person you imagined, or he is definitely not the person you know, my uncle is not a smart person, but he is also It's not that easy to take advantage of."

"I know you are recording." Zhou Wenyuan said suddenly, "You can rest assured, I am not here to trick you, nor do I want to use the recording to whitewash myself or do something else."

Jian Yao: "So you just have a sudden kindness and want to persuade me?"

Zhou Wenyuan: "You can understand it this way."

Jian Yao raised his head slightly, looked into Huo Yan's eyes, and curled his lips at Huo Yan helplessly.

Huo Yan smiled and patted him on the shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Jian Yao: "That's fine, you're done persuading me, I'm going to hang up."

Zhou Wenyuan: "Think about what I said carefully. Before the report about the Zhou Group came out, was Huo Yan often not at home? Would he think of various reasons to be alone, or to meet someone?"

"I believe you are not an idiot." Zhou Wenyuan said meaningfully, "Maybe you are also a part of his plan."

"Maybe every person who is counted by him thinks that he is a unique existence."

"But calculations are calculations, and have nothing to do with his sincerity." Zhou Wenyuan said, "Think about it carefully, I'm dead."

Zhou Wenyuan hung up the phone, and a busy tone came from the phone.

Jian Yao looked at Huo Yan, and Huo Yan also slightly lowered his head to look at Jian Yao.

The dim light fell on Huo Yan's face, making him look extraordinarily gentle. No matter who he looked at with his deep eyes, he seemed to be courting. Huo Yan asked, "Do you believe what he said?"

Jian Yao frowned slightly.

Huo Yan subconsciously held his breath.

"Why should I believe him?" Jian Yao didn't understand why Huo Yan asked this, "I don't know him, but I know you. If you are really as capable as he said, I would be more at ease. Did nothing wrong."

Jian Yao: "And so what if you did it? I think it's pretty good."

Huo Yan exhaled lightly, his voice soft: "I will never do anything to hurt you."

Jian Yao waved his hand: "I believe, I will not hurt you either."

"But tell me, if it wasn't for clichés and recordings, why would Zhou Wenyuan call me?" Jian Yao's frowning didn't let go, "He doesn't really want to be my friend, does he? Or he doesn't Friends, can you only talk to me?"

Jian Yao was puzzled: "Did he inherit Yang Jinhua, and he also has mental problems?"

Huo Yan grabbed Jian Yao's shoulders, as if he was half-embracing him.

From an angle that Jian Yao couldn't see, Huo Yan was expressionless, and looked deeply at the mobile phone that Jian Yao had put away.

The moment Jian Yao raised his head, Huo Yan smiled again.

The curtains were drawn, blocking the light from the street lamps outside until the interior lights came on.

At that moment, Huo Yan stood in the darkness.

·

Yang He held a bottle of beer in his hand. He hid on the stairs and drank it secretly. When he was drowsy, he walked to the door of the room and put his ear on Zhou Wenyuan's door to eavesdrop. He had already accompanied Zhou Wenyuan. It's been months.

In the past few months, he didn't go home or go to school, but simply stayed with Zhou Wenyuan.

He still remembers that when he first entered school, although he was admitted with high scores, he was out of tune with everything around him in that school where almost all the rich second generations were. Before entering school, his parents kept telling him to study hard. , Don't try to make friends, and don't make trouble.

At the beginning, he even felt that the pillars at the school gate were more "rich" than him.

After entering the school, the inferiority complex became stronger and stronger. The students around me had tens of thousands of pieces of clothing, and they talked about limited edition sneakers at any time. The parents of all wear very formal clothes, and the price of a suit is more than their family's annual income.

Yang He couldn't make friends, and no one wanted to be friends with him. His classmates thought he was a nerd, who couldn't play and wouldn't make trouble.

Even if he is a dog's leg, no one thinks highly of him.

Until Zhou Wenyuan appeared.

Yang He still remembers the first time he saw Zhou Wenyuan at the opening ceremony. At that time, Zhou Wenyuan was the freshman representative. The manuscript can talk freely.

He still remembered how he felt at that time—it would be great if he could make friends with such a person.

So when Zhou Wenyuan took the initiative to talk to him, he was in a dizzy state as if he was drunk.

Although Zhou Wenyuan's friends were reluctant to accept him at first, Zhou Wenyuan would always invite him, and every time he went home, he would ask the driver to detour and send Yang He back first.

In Yang He's eyes, even though Zhou Wenyuan has gone through these things, Zhou Wenyuan is still noble.

He was the proud freshman representative in his impression.

Since that article appeared, Zhou Wenyuan didn’t go back to school and cut off contact with his former friends, but he was the only one left by his side. The two lived in a villa in the suburbs, and Zhou Wenyuan didn’t want to go out, so Usually Yang He does the cleaning and goes shopping.

Yang He took care of Zhou Wenyuan tirelessly, because he felt that he was special.

Zhou Wenyuan alienated everyone, except him. Doesn't this prove that he is special?

So Yang He didn't feel that all the hard work was hard, but felt happy.

He felt that he was being needed by Zhou Wenyuan, and Zhou Wenyuan had never really needed him before.

"what are you doing?!"

The moment the door was opened, Yang He, who was already half-dizzy, fell on Zhou Wenyuan, and was pushed aside by Zhou Wenyuan mercilessly.

Yang He fell on the carpet, he didn't feel any pain, instead he half sat up, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, hiccupped and said, "I see you haven't come out, I'm worried what happened to you."

Zhou Wenyuan straightened his sleeves with a livid face: "What can happen to me?"

Yang He smirked and said, "You'll be fine, I'm here, and I'll protect you."

Looking at the drunk, Zhou Wenyuan suddenly bent down and grabbed Yang He's wrist, dragged Yang He to the bathroom, then roughly stuffed Yang He's head under the faucet, turned on the cold water, and let the water directly wash over Yang He's head .

Yang He wanted to hide, but Zhou Wenyuan held him firmly.

Yang He waved his hands with difficulty.

With the sound of rushing water, Zhou Wenyuan finally pulled Yang He out.

Yang He's eyes were already red, half of his body was wet with water, he fell to the ground, coughing non-stop.

Zhou Wenyuan stood in front of Yang He and asked condescendingly, "Are you awake now?"

Yang He wiped his face, he was not angry at Zhou Wenyuan's actions, but said cautiously: "I shouldn't drink, let alone stick it on the door, I was wrong, I promise there will be no next time. "

Zhou Wenyuan sighed, he squatted in front of Yang He, and looked at him at the same level: "Yang He, don't do this kind of thing in the future, I don't want to guard against my best friend."

Yang He's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a great sense of happiness!

best friend!

Zhou Wenyuan patted Yang He's shoulder: "I'm very tired now."

Yang He: "Then go and rest quickly."

Zhou Wenyuan pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Yang He: "Did Huo Yan do something again?"

Unlike Jian Yao, Yang He firmly believed in Zhou Wenyuan's words. He believed what Zhou Wenyuan said. Zhou Wenyuan said that Huo Yan was a villain with deep thoughts, so Yang He hated Huo Yan to the bone, as if he hated himself. killed his father and enemy.

Zhou Wenyuan suddenly took a deep breath, stood up and raised his head, as if he didn't want to let his tears fall.

Yang He said anxiously: "Don't be like this! We can think of a way! We can definitely think of a way!"

Zhou Wenyuan's voice was hoarse: "No one will believe it. What's the use even if my parents believe it? The media won't believe it, the public won't believe it, they won't think I'm a victim like you, they will only think I'm an active A thief who steals other people's lives."

"Unless Huo Yan can disappear." Zhou Wenyuan's voice was very soft.

Yang He scrambled to stand up, he was shorter than Zhou Wenyuan, he needed to look up to see Zhou Wenyuan's face clearly, a burst of anger was about to burst from his chest, Yang He said to Zhou Wenyuan: "I will find a way. "

Zhou Wenyuan: "What can you do?"

Yang He grabbed Zhou Wenyuan's hand and said almost madly: "We are best friends, I will help you, and I will protect you."

"I'm sure I can think of a way."

After saying this, Yang He stumbled and ran out.

Zhou Wenyuan stood behind Yang He, and after Yang He ran out of the room, he followed him leisurely. There were no tears on his face, and his eyes were not even red. He stood at the stairs and heard The sound of Yang He rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the kitchen, and the sound of a knife falling on the floor.

Zhou Wenyuan sneered triumphantly.

A cowardly, uninitiated, extremely inferior and flattering person, if you give him a little favor to make him feel special, he can be manipulated at will.

He didn't even need to instruct Yang He, Yang He would protect him spontaneously.

Like a more easily manipulated Zhou Zhibo.

Back then, he almost became lame because of Zhou Zhibo, was thrown into a pond and almost drowned, only then managed to control Zhou Zhibo.

For a person like Yang He, he only needs a word of affirmation to gain his loyalty.

The easier it is to get loyalty, the cheaper it is.

In Zhou Wenyuan's eyes, Yang He was only worthy of being a disposable knife.

It's useless after being stained with blood.

Zhou Wenyuan walked to the door of the kitchen and leaned against the door frame. Looking at Yang He who was still searching, he pursed his lips and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yang He held a sharp bone-eviscerating knife, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were flushed: "It will be fine as long as Huo Yan disappears."

"As soon as he disappears, the gossip will disappear."

Yang He's eyes were already wet: "Those people don't know how good you are, they will only add insult to injury, as long as Huo Yan dies, this matter will be over, and you will still be the eldest son of the Zhou family."

At that time, Zhou Wenyuan will still be the high-spirited young man in his memory.

"You will be arrested." Zhou Wenyuan seemed to be looking at an irrational child.

Yang He screamed: "I did it myself! I wanted to do it myself! I will never implicate you!"

Zhou Wenyuan shook his head slightly: "No one will believe it."

Yang He was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking, he suddenly said: "When Huo Yan is dead, I will jump off the building."

"That way, whether they believe it or not, they won't be able to implicate you."

Zhou Wenyuan seemed surprised: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yang He looked at Zhou Wenyuan excitedly, and he confessed enthusiastically: "As long as I can protect you, I can do anything!"

The corners of Zhou Wenyuan's mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly calmed down, and he said softly, "I'm very touched."

Yang He's eyes were shining.

Zhou Wenyuan continued: "Although I know you will definitely not do this."

"But you have such an idea, I am already very pleased."

"At least I have a good eye for my friends."

"I never thought I would be so lucky to have a friend like you."

"best friend."