domestic violence man

The air is filled with the elegant and light taste of black tea, and both of them have some nostalgia on their faces. For nearly five years, the years have left more or less traces on everyone, but fortunately, the true feelings in the past have never changed. , just like the black tea in their cups, it still has the original taste.

After a while of silence, Fang Jiahong was the first to ask, "Brother Jingqian, is he alright?"

"It's not bad..." Shao Zhenqiu stroked the porcelain white teacup slowly with his slender fingers: "Since he got married, he has become more mature than before, and he is still the same. If there is something on his mind, he won't tell me..."

"He is afraid that you will worry about him." Thinking of Luo Ran, Fang Jiahong lowered his eyes, as if thinking about something.

"Hey, let's not mention this, how about you? How is it going abroad?"

"It's good. I studied finance for two years, and I also got a Ph.D. in economics... When I returned to China this time, I was hired by Tenderness as their chief economic consultant, so I hurried back to China."

"Tenderness company?" Shao Zhenqiu's eyes lit up: "That's the world's leading headhunting company, really good..." She hesitated a little while speaking: "It's just..."

"Just what?" Fang Jiahong asked gently.

"It's just that Aunt Shao thinks that when you come back, you can go back to Luoshi to help Xiaoran..."

"Of course, Aunt Shao." Fang Jiahong responded with a serious face: "Even if I go to Tenderness, I will only be a consultant, and I can still help Brother Jingqian at Luo's."

"That's good... That's good..." When Shao Zhenqiu heard this, his brows and eyes immediately stretched: "In these years, Xiao Ran has been under too much pressure by himself, and I really don't trust him."

Fang Jiahong nodded after hearing this, and sat down beside Shao Zhenqiu affectionately, "I understand what Aunt Shao is thinking."

Looking at Fang Jiahong's face, Shao Zhenqiu suddenly had tears in his eyes: "Jiahong, do you still blame Aunt Shao for what happened back then?"

Fang Jiahong shook his head: "No, Aunt Shao, I know you are doing it for me and brother Jingqian."

"Is it really not strange?" Shao Zhenqiu looked squarely into Fang Jiahong's clear eyes.

"No wonder." Fang Jiahong also stared into her eyes, those eyes were so clean, gentle, and sincere, it reminded Shao Zhenqiu of the autumn afternoon many years ago.

At that time, Luo Ran was in her second year of high school, and it was time to prepare for the college entrance examination, while Jiahong was facing the high school entrance examination. The two children often studied together. Because of their close relationship, Fang Jiahong lived in Luo's house longer than living in his own home.

That afternoon, when Shao Zhenqiu came home from get off work, she saw the two pairs of sneakers in front of the door, and knew that the two children were reviewing homework together again. She quickly put down the teaching materials, poured two glasses of milk and brought them upstairs.

Shao Zhenqiu originally thought that when he opened the door, he would see two children reviewing their homework seriously, but he didn't expect to see his son falling asleep leaning against the bed, and Fang Jiahong kissing him lightly.

Shao Zhenqiu almost broke the glass in the water. When Fang Jiahong heard the sound of opening the door, he turned his head first. There was no trace of embarrassment or embarrassment on his face.

On the contrary, he just looked at Shao Zhenqiu quietly, his heroic eyebrows and eyes were full of honesty, as if kissing Luo Ran was a matter of course in his eyes, such calm, calm, and sincere eyes made Shao Zhenqiu Ashamed.

After all, he has received higher education and is a professor of a well-known university. Shao Zhenqiu controlled his emotions, and he did not get angry and drive Fang Jiahong out on the spot. Instead, after getting along alone, he enlightened the younger generation like all the elders who speak earnestly.

Youpu taught Fang Jiahong like he would treat every lost student.

Later, she made an agreement with Fang Jiahong that only the two of them would know about this matter, and Fang Jiahong silently accepted her words.

Although Shao Zhenqiu said that nothing happened, Fang Jiahong will still be Luo Ran's friend and younger brother, and he can still go to Luo's house to do homework, eat, and even live in Luo's house as before...

But Fang Jiahong remained silent and reduced the number of times he went to Luo's house.

From going every day a week, to only three or four days a week, and then to only one day...until the distance between him and Luo Ran got farther and farther.

"If I knew that Xiaoran chose this path from the beginning, I would definitely not..." Shao Zhenqiu shook his head and sighed: "If you are the person standing by Xiaoran's side now, how wonderful it would be..."