domestic violence man

Chi Xiao came out from the inside with a disheveled skirt, looked at Wen Ningyuan and Yan Yang and smiled awkwardly: "Then...then what...I'm sorry...I have something to do with Engineer Wen...I...I'm leaving..." He put on his coat quickly leave.

"It seems... I don't need to go to your place to make do with it for one night..." Wen Ningyuan smiled at Yan Yang.

Yan Yang nodded.

At this time, the lights in Wen Jiuzhou's lounge suddenly turned on, and his deep voice came from inside: "Is Ning Yuan outside?"

"It's me, Dad." Wen Ningyuan agreed, and then waved his hand at Yan Yang: "Then I'll go in, you should go back and rest soon."

"En." Yan Yang nodded, turned and walked out of the corridor.

Wen Ningyuan walked into the door and looked up and down the lounge.

The third floor of this building is not far from the construction site. It is said that it is the first phase of the project. The structure is good and it is also very clean. In order to facilitate things on the construction site, Wen Jiuzhou moved here with Yan Yang and Chi Xiao.

The room is two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The decoration design is a bit Nordic style, simple, smooth, and comfortable.

Going further inside, Wen Ningyuan felt an ambiguous aura, combined with the moan he heard just now and Chi Xiao's messy skirt, he immediately knew what happened here just now.

He went to the window and opened it, and the evening breeze blew in.

"Dad, can I come in?" He stood at the door of the bedroom and asked the man who was reading a newspaper by the bed.

Wen Jiuzhou was wearing pajamas with the front open casually. Under the orange light, his white chest undulated slightly. He was holding a newspaper in his hand and was slowly flipping through it.

"Come in." He replied without even raising his eyes.

Wen Ningyuan walked into his father's bedroom and stood by the bed a little awkwardly. He knew Wen Jiuzhou liked men since he was young.

Therefore, he didn't want to ask the other party about this point, and he had no right to interfere from the standpoint of his son.

So he looked away from the hickey on Wen Jiuzhou's neck.

"How was your chat with Yan Yang?" Wen Jiuzhou finally put down the newspaper and looked at his only son.

The relationship between him and this son is not deep. Wen Ningyuan didn't come to live with him until he was 19, and it was because of his studies.

There are no particularly touching memories or exchanges between father and son, and it has always been dull. Often, Wen Jiuzhou is busy with his career, and Wen Ningyuan only cares about his studies.

Therefore, they have little contact and little conflict.

Wen Ningyuan would only seek his father's opinion a little bit when he encountered something that made it difficult for him to make a choice.

For example, which university to choose for postgraduate study or doctoral examination.

As a father, Wen Jiuzhou can only give him some good advice in this regard, because his private life is simply a mess.

Even the only child was an accident.

An "accident" with a lady from a certain family.

"It's not bad, he's still the same..." Wen Ningyuan rarely smiled in front of his father.

Wen Jiuzhou looked at him under the scattered light: "Do you like him?"

"Why do you say that?" Wen Ningyuan was startled in his heart, not knowing which detail made his father aware of his thoughts so easily.

"You just have to say yes, or no."

Wen Jiuzhou's voice was calm, and his movement of getting up from the bed was smooth.

Wen Ningyuan was silent for a long time before uttering a word: "Yes."

"Give up." Wen Jiuzhou got up and poured a glass of water, and drank it with his head raised.

"Why...why?" The young man's face was not only embarrassed by his father's discovery of the secret, but also puzzled.

Wen Jiuzhou turned his back to him: "You can't compare with the people around him."

These words hit Wen Ningyuan's heart like a nail in the coffin.

His father's denial, together with the rejection he had just received from his sweetheart at the night market, nailed him to death in the coffin. The admiration he had no time to express and the delusion buried deep in his heart were sealed together in the cold coffin.

"I understand." This is the third "understand" sentence he said tonight.

Wen Ningyuan looked at his father's back, and symbolically told you to go to bed early, and then returned to his bedroom.

On the day Yan Yang's mother was discharged from the hospital, city A, which had been raining for many days, finally cleared up. Luo Ran took her daughter and drove to the hospital to meet Yan Yang and the others.

"Father, who are we going to meet?" Luo Chang'ai stared at the bright sunshine outside the window and asked the man who was driving.

Today is the weekend, she was woken up by her grandma early in the morning, dressed neatly, and waited for her father's car to come.

During the period, she asked grandma who she was going to see so early, but grandma only looked at her with a smile and told her to keep it secret, so the little girl asked curiously all the way.

Luo Ran was driving the car, with a smile unconsciously on the corner of her lips: "In a moment... We are going to pick up a grandma, you have to be obedient..."

"Grandma?" Luo Chang'ai blinked her eyes twice.

"Yes, grandma likes obedient children the most, so Xiao Ai has to be obedient." Luo Ran glanced at her daughter through the rearview mirror, and smiled again.

Luo Jiang's lover, Xiaoguida, heard Luo Ran say this, and asked, "Father, is that grandma Uncle Yan's mother?"

"How do you know?" Luo Ran was slightly surprised.

Luo Qiao pursed her lips proudly: "Because grandma told me that Uncle Yan and Teacher Yan have a sick mother, and the road we're taking is the way to the hospital. Of course it's that grandma...!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she smiled and rolled her eyes again, waiting for her father's compliment.

Luo Ran didn't expect that her daughter not only didn't dislike Yan Yang, but also accepted it so generously, so she naturally praised: "Our little love is awesome."

"Of course." Luo Chaai hugged her two fleshy little arms triumphantly, with a smile on her little face.

After arriving at the hospital, Yan Yang was already waiting at the door with Yan's mother and Yan Tong. Seeing Luo Ran arrive, the three of them immediately stepped forward.

"Grandma Yan, Uncle Yan, Teacher Yan." Luo Chang'ai was the first to jump out of the car and threw herself into the arms of the most familiar teacher Yan.

"Here, this is Xiaoran's child? He looks so cute, please show grandma..."

Yan's mother leaned forward and touched Luo Jiang'ai's little face. All her life, girls were rare in her life. Seeing that Luo Ran had such a big child, she liked it even more.

Yan Yang took out the chocolate that he had prepared early in the morning, and waved it in front of Luo Jiangai's eyes: "Strawberry flavor, do you like it?"

"I like it!" Luo Chang'ai quickly took the chocolate and ate it all over her mouth.

After parking the car, Luo Ran got out of the car, saw her daughter nestled in Yan Tong's arms acting like a baby, and pretended to scold her: "Xiao Ai, it's so rude."

"Hmm..." Luo Chang'ai stared at him with big round eyes, looking very innocent.