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"Brother Hang?" Zhao Kaile called him hesitantly.

Zhanhang was in a state where the volcano was about to erupt, so he had no time to pay attention to him, so he called Zhan Hongyuan backhandedly, asking, "What do you mean?"

The other party still maintained his usual unhurried manner, and asked leisurely: "Zhanhang?"

Zhanhang: "It's me."

Zhan Hongyuan asked with a smile: "Do you want to come and talk to me?"

Zhanhang said impatiently: "Just explain it clearly on the phone."

"Three or two sentences, I can't explain clearly." Zhan Hongyuan seemed to put the phone aside and turned on the hands-free, his voice was near and far: "Dad bought a new house in the A-block, do you want to visit it? "

Zhanhang couldn't hear clearly, and asked with a frown, "What?"

Another gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone, asking Zhan Hongyuan, "Who are you calling?"

"My son." Zhan Hongyuan's tone was quite doting: "Let him come and meet you today, okay?"

The woman smiled delicately a few times, and said yes softly.

When Zhanhang realized it, his hair was on end, looking at that posture, he seemed to wish he could rush over and fight his own father right now.Zhao Kaile stood on the sidelines in fear, switching the phone screen to Baili's contact information with one hand, ready to call out as soon as the incident happened.

"Send the address." Zhan Hang almost gritted his teeth and said these three words to Zhan Hongyuan, and the other party agreed and followed his words.

Although the A-shaped area is a district, it is still difficult to walk from east to west.

Zhanhang hung up the phone and turned back to pick up the car without saying a word. Zhao Kaile quickly followed behind him with an anxious face, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, for fear that he might accidentally trigger Zhanhang's sensitive words again. It's only mild to be scolded from time to time, and if you don't make it right, you will still be beaten.

His mind was in a mess, and he tried to organize his thoughts—the investor behind the scenes seemed to be Brother Hang's father, but what kind of enmity did Brother Hang have with his father? Qian is still so popular...... Is it because he found a stepmother?But the voice of the stepmother on the phone just now sounded so young.

The two returned to their garage, Zhao Kaile took the lead to grab the driver's seat, and looked at Zhanhang firmly.

But he only acted tough, and his tone was still extremely weak: "I can't give this to you."

"..." Zhan Hang said, "You drive."

Zhao Kaile drove all the way to the central avenue of the A-shaped area, observing Zhanhang's expression from the rearview mirror from time to time, and found that his face was still sinking, so he could only secretly pray in his heart that the father and son would not fight when they met.

Arriving at the destination, Zhanhang got out of the car without putting any cover on his face and slammed the door angrily. Zhao Kaile chased after him with sunglasses and a mask in agony.

The structure of the new house that Zhan Hongyuan mentioned is very similar to that of Zhanhang. There is also a small open-air garden on the lawn outside the first floor. There are several gardeners working on the lawn. The gate is open, as if Just to wait for the arrival of Zhanhang.

When Zhanhang rushed into the first floor, he even surprised a few housekeepers. A young girl called out and immediately recognized who he was. Not me.Zhao Kaile finally followed his footsteps, stood in front of him and desperately denied to the girl: "No, no, you are wrong, you are wrong."

The hostess upstairs heard the commotion, lifted her skirt a little, and came downstairs stepping on cotton slippers.

She was beautiful and dignified, and she seemed to be in her early thirties. As soon as they met, she showed a warm smile to Zhanhang, and said, "Zhanhang, are you here? Your father is waiting for you upstairs."

Zhanhang didn't know what to call the stepmother in front of him who didn't know what number he was in. He just nodded slightly at her and went upstairs. Zhao Kaile finally ended the fight with the young girl, and he couldn't stop complaining. .

Second floor room.

Zhan Hongyuan was bowing slightly, standing in front of the aquarium, playing with his newly bought Arowana, he raised his eyes after hearing the movement for a while, and said with a smile to Zhanhang, "Son, you are here, sit down."

"Is this suite for her?" Zhan Hang asked.

Zhan Hongyuan nodded, and asked again: "Have some tea?"

Zhan Hang said: "Don't drink."

"It's already here, and drinking some tea will not delay your work." Zhan Hongyuan looked at him carefully for a moment, his eyes were quite gratified: "I see that you are a little taller, and now you are taller than your father."

Zhanhang didn't appreciate it at all, still with a paralyzed face, he sat upright on the sofa, his muscles tensed up, as if he could enter a fighting state at any time.Zhan Hongyuan sat opposite him, fiddling with the tea utensils and said, "Stop standing outside, come in and sit."

Zhao Kaile at the door was stunned. He looked at Zhan Hongyuan in shock, and stammered: "You you..."

"We've met before." Zhan Hongyuan said with a smile, "Why are you stuttering? I thought you were a starlet who just debuted, but it turned out to be Zhan Hang's assistant."

Zhao Kaile couldn't speak at all, Zhanhang hated iron for being weak, and angrily said: "What are you still standing there for? Come here!"

There was a sound of thunder on the ground, and Zhao Kaile woke up like a dream, and stood cautiously beside Zhan Hang, adjusted his expression, and imitated Zhan Hang to enter the state of preparation for battle.

"..." Zhan Hang's forehead burst into blue veins, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sit down!"

Zhao Kaile oh-oh twice, and sat down beside him in embarrassment, not daring to look at Zhan Hongyuan at all, so he could only glance around on the floor.

Zhan Hongyuan couldn't help laughing a few times, and pushed the brewed tea in front of the two of them.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but this incident was originally a coincidence." He said slowly, "I asked the secretary to randomly find a few films that are being filmed, and this happened to be in it... What is it called? Sharp Blade ?”

Zhao Kaile reminded: "Sharp sword."

"Oh, sharp sword." Zhan Hongyuan said politely to Zhao Kaile: "Thank you."

Zhan Hang stared at Zhao Kaile speechlessly, and continued to press Zhan Hongyuan: "You can vote as long as you vote, why did you mention my name?"

"I voted all the time. I saw your name among the cast members, so I told the person in charge of their company and asked him to help take care of it." Zhan Hongyuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I take care of my son. It's only natural that you are so unwilling to accept my favor?"

Zhanhang frowned and asked, "What do you think?"

Zhan Hongyuan stared into his eyes, but smiled silently.

The father and son are so much alike, especially the eyebrows and eyes, except for the traces left by the years, they are almost exactly the same.Their eyes should be equally sharp, but Zhan Hongyuan intentionally or unintentionally hides them behind a gentle background, unwilling to show them.

As an outsider, Zhao Kaile was completely confused, but instinctively felt that the atmosphere was very tense, and his palms were almost sweating.

Zhanhang said coldly: "Your money is not clean, you do your immoral things, don't implicate me."

Zhao Kaile: "..."

What? ? ?

What does dirty money mean...... Is Zhan Hongyuan using "Sword" as a springboard to launder money? ?

Zhan Hongyuan restrained his smile, put the teacup back on the table gently, sighed, and said, "Son, you shouldn't talk to me like this."

Zhanhang nodded slightly, and stared at him unkindly: "I said, there is no relationship between us."

"You insist on saying that, because you think you are clean?" Zhan Hongyuan looked at him jokingly: "I raised you, and I spent a lot of money on you."

Zhanhang refused to give in: "I also said that you can calculate the money spent on me over the years, and I will return it all to you, including this surname."

Zhan Hongyuan was silent for a moment, and when he looked at him, his eyes were slightly melancholy: "Son, I haven't seen you for so long, I thought you would be a little more respectful to me... You are a big star. If you can be kind, why don't you have a good face when you come to your father?"

"Are you worthy?" Zhanhang said clearly, "Oh, it's because there are outsiders, and you won't feel comfortable if you don't pretend."

Zhao Kaile understood that the outsider was referring to herself, and immediately shivered, looked at Zhan Hongyuan vigilantly, and swallowed nervously.

He found that Zhan Hongyuan's demeanor had completely changed. When he smiled, he was very gentle, like a harmless middle-aged gentleman. When he was not smiling, he was exactly the same as when Zhan Hang lost his temper, with a hint of violence and paranoia.

"Zhanhang, why do you always think that Dad is here to harm you?" Zhan Hongyuan lowered his eyes and fiddled with a delicate tea set in his hand: "If Dad really wants to do something? Is it worth playing around like this?"

A woman's low sigh came from the door. She stood neither far nor close, and explained in a timely manner: "Zhanhang, your father just wants to ease the relationship with you, and has absolutely no other intention..."

Zhan Hongyuan raised his hand slightly to stop her persuasion, looked at Zhan Hang expressionlessly for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "You are the only son I am."

Zhanhang seemed to find it very funny, looked at him and shook his head, and said coldly: "Zhan Hongyuan, I don't believe you, don't use this method to get involved with me again, we will not mess with each other. I promised Mom, I'll take care of you when you die, don't even think about anything else."

Hearing this, the two outsiders present were shocked. They never expected that Zhan Hang would say such disobedient and unfilial words in front of his own father, and immediately looked at Zhan Hongyuan nervously.

As expected, the veins on the forehead of Zhan Hongyuan were slightly swollen, so he stretched out his hand and slapped Zhan Hang loudly, causing Zhan Hang to turn his head away.

Zhao Kaile was so frightened that he almost yelled, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect Zhan Hang, lest Zhan Hongyuan get excited and slap him a second time.But Zhanhang didn't care, his eyes were sarcasm, as if he never tired of provoking Zhan Hongyuan.

Zhan Hongyuan said angrily, "Get lost."

Zhanhang sneered, and led Zhao Kaile away in strides.

All the way to the front of the car, Zhao Kaile chased him to put on sunglasses, and took his arm to check whether there were any marks on his face.

Zhanhang seemed to have finally vented his anger that had been suppressed all day, and raised his eyebrows at him in a relaxed mood.

Zhao Kaile was speechless, his heart was sick!Slapped and laughed!Don't you know how to hide!