domestic violence man

The relationship between Luo Ran and Yan Yang has gradually stabilized these days. At first, he wanted to take his daughter home, let her have more contact with Yan Yang, and accumulate father-daughter feelings, but when Shao Zhenqiu came here, he could see that his mother was still reluctant to part with her little granddaughter Let's go, the child is used to living here, so thinking about it, he also feels embarrassed.

Just as he didn't know how to respond to Shao Zhenqiu's words, Yan Yang spoke first: "It's a good thing to spend more time with the children."

Fang Jiahong on the other side paused and glanced at Luo Ran.

"That's right, the company has nothing to do recently, I'm here to accompany the children." Yan Yang's words seemed to give Luo Ran a reassurance, making his whole heart tremble and settle down.

Fang Jiahong's eyes were slightly cold, and the lenses reflected a cold and sharp light. He remembered that in the past, Brother Jingqian would never change his mind because of anyone, but now, he was being led by the nose by the big boss beside him. And Jin, while hating himself for being cowardly, gave others an opportunity.

Therefore, he was the one who suffered the most during this meal. After the meal, he offered to invite Luo Ran to take a walk in the garden. Luo Ran's hesitant expression also made his heart sting. Fortunately, Shao Zhenqiu made a rescue Luo Ran nodded in agreement.

The two walked side by side in the garden, and the atmosphere was still a bit awkward, especially Luo Ran, who kept looking forward. When he was alone with Fang Jiahong in the past, he was relaxed and happy, but now Fang Jiahong already made him feel a little dangerous.

Except for Yan Yang, he really didn't want to have any physical contact with other men.

After walking for a while, Fang Jiahong suddenly stopped and asked Luo Ran: "Brother Jingqian, are you and that Yan Yang..."

"Yes." Before he could finish speaking, Luo Ran interrupted him and met his eyes.

Fang Jiahong's eyes were full of puzzlement: "I don't know why...! He is clearly unworthy...how could you..."

Luo Ran stopped in her tracks, and finally fixed her gaze on Fang Jiahong: "Jiahong, there is nothing unworthy about feelings. You will meet someone in the future, and you will understand."

"I don't understand...!" Fang Jiahong yelled and walked forward, holding Luo Ran's shoulders: "Why is there such a man, the gap between you is so big, can he understand your hobbies? He knows you for a day Is the money he earns enough for his whole life?"

As he said that, the strength of his subordinates became tighter: "What if he is doing it for money?!"

"It's not what you think." Luo Ran broke away from him and shook her head: "Jiahong, why do you think like this... You were obviously not like this before, since when did you use your appearance to work or some people outside Do you want to measure other people's hearts?"

He took a step back, with disappointment in his eyes: "You have changed a lot...it makes me feel superficial."

Fang Jiahong noticed his gaffe, and after calming down for a moment, he pushed his glasses with his hand: "I'm sorry, but I'm just worried about you. After all, people are separated from each other."

Seeing the wound in his eyes, Luo Ran slowed down his tone: "Jia Hong, you have grown up too, you have to distinguish between love and dependence, the things between us... don't mention it again from now on."

"The matter between us..." Fang Jiahong lowered his head, and suddenly stepped forward to hug Luo Ran into his arms, his tone excited: "I've been waiting for so many years... I've been guarding you for so many years...! When you wanted to be with that Jiang Yan, I can bear it... After all, he has a good family background and can help you take care of you... Now you are entangled with such a person...Why...!"

He growled and asked repeatedly, and the scorching breath swayed by Luo Ran's ears. Luo Ran's heart was shocked, and his legs trembled a little.

"Let go of me...! Jiahong... Fang Jiahong!"

I don't know when it started, Fang Jiahong was already half a head taller than him, and his figure was much stronger, full of masculine strength and charm.

"Let go...!" Luo Ran struggled hard, pushed him away fiercely, gasping for breath.

"Brother Jingqian, I just want you, give yourself to me, okay...?" Fang Jiahong murmured, holding Luo Ran's waist tightly.

The body's fear of other men made Luo Ran's hair go numb. He looked at Fang Jiahong's almost crazy eyes, and his lips trembled a little: "What are you doing... Do you know what you are talking about...!"

Fang Jiahong pressed him against the tree trunk behind him: "I want you...as long as you..."

"stop…"

He kissed Luo Ran's neck with a bit of roughness.

Luo Ran's hand was pressed against the tree trunk by him, and it was painful. He looked at Fang Jiahong's eyes that were no longer clean and clear, and suddenly raised his hand and punched Fang Jiahong hard.

"Fang Jiahong, today I want to make things clear. Even if I don't have Jiang Yan and Yan Yang by my side, I can't be with you, because I always regard you as a brother."

"Brother..." Fang Jiahong swayed twice, then laughed again: "What a brother...that's really good..."

Looking at his ugly face, Luo Ran was a little apprehensive, but her face was still cold and expressionless.

When the two were in a stalemate, Aunt Han suddenly called from the side: "Master...Madam asked you to go to the study."

"I see." Luo Ran nodded at her, then glanced at Fang Jiahong again: "You should calm down."

After speaking, he left without looking back, leaving Fang Jiahong alone.

In the study at this time, Shao Zhenqiu and Yan Yang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Luo Ran walking towards the villa, Shao Zhenqiu looked at Luo Ran with a smile: "You don't mind?"

The two of them just stood in front of the window, seeing Luo Ran and Fang Jiahong's every move clearly. Shao Zhenqiu has been watching Yan Yang's expression from the sidelines. At that moment, a pair of solid hands clenched into fists.

Hearing Shao Zhenqiu's question, Yan Yang responded in a deep voice: "

Mind, no man wants other people to touch his lover, but I respect Mr. Luo. "

Shao Zhenqiu took off his glasses, and there was an intellectual look on his soft and elegant face: "You are a good boy, Xiaoran is very happy when he is with you, since his father left, I haven't seen him with such a happy smile for a long time ...You should be very special in his heart..."

As she spoke, worry appeared again between her brows and eyes: "But between you, you will encounter many problems and tests, and you will endure even greater gossip and rumors. Many people will even say that you approach him for status and money. Although these words It doesn't sound good...but it's realistic."

She fixedly stared at Yan Yang, with tolerance and wisdom in her eyes.

Yan Yang's clenched fist loosened again: "I understand."

He paused, then added: "I'll try harder."

"Son, that's not the point." Shao Zhenqiu shook his head: "The important thing is your heart." She pointed to the location of her heart as she spoke: "If you don't care about those gossips and follow your heart, there will be peace between you two." There will be no barriers."

Yan Yang was taken aback, then Zheng nodded his head.

"He's here, do you want to avoid it?" Hearing the footsteps coming from the stairs, Shao Zhenqiu asked Yan Yang with a smile.