I heard he is the son-in-law

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the apartment. Lu Yang called and asked the decoration worker who sold the lamp to come and repair it. In the bedroom, the lights in the bedroom were moved to the living room.

Lu Yang thought, it's all dirty, let's clean the house thoroughly, when the lamp was installed, there was dust all over the floor, so I just cleaned it all along the way.

After taking a bath, the two of them were lying on the bed, neither of them wanted to move. They hadn't worked for a long time. Lu Yang's stomach groaned twice after such a fight, and he kicked Zhao Yi, "Go cook."

Zhao Yi grabbed the foot that was kicking on his stomach, and started to scratch the sole of his foot.

"Ahahahaha! Let go!"

Lu Yang laughed so hard that he felt his ankle was grabbed by Zhao Yi, and his body slipped on the bed, and then he fell into Zhao Yi's arms.

The pajamas he just put on were also hugged to the shoulders by this movement, revealing the abdominal muscles he had developed during this period of time.

Zhao Yi put his arms around his waist and hugged him, his fair neck was close at hand, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of bath liquid, and even his hair smelled of shampoo.

Zhao Yi looked at a red mole on Lu Yang's neck, took a deep breath, and sighed comfortably.

Lu Yang School has been rehearsing for the school celebration these days. There are stories about parents, filial piety first, or melodramas. Now Lu Yang is very relaxed, not only suddenly remembered this incident for some reason.

In fact, now that his life is stable, he also wants to know who his biological parents are.

Lu Yang moved, "Did you find someone to investigate my biological parents?"

Zhao Yi was taken aback, "Don't you want me to investigate?"

"Well, it's better not to check. Since it didn't show up in the first place, then don't show up in the future." Although Lu Yang thought about it, he was afraid that something might happen.

Zhao Yi rubbed his head, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It's nothing. When I go out in my hometown, I always feel that someone is following me, but it seems to be an illusion."

"What?" Zhao Yi was a little shocked. He had indeed found someone to check his background. Whenever there was a slight clue, there would be unexpected obstructions. Hearing Lu Yang say this, his whole body's nerves collapsed. Could it be that Lu Yang's background was not that simple.

If it is an innocent family, how can it be so difficult to investigate an individual? Is it some kind of mafia organization?

Zhao Yi's heart was in a mess, and he patted Lu Yang's shoulder with his hand, "It's so old, and you still play tracking, you must be thinking wrong, and you made up something in your head."

Lu Yang laughed. In fact, when he felt a little bit at the beginning, his heart was also a little timid, but that feeling was like throwing a feather in his heart. It was itchy, and he wanted to know them urgently. Who is it.

There will be some faint expectations.

But the anticipation is the anticipation, let it be, if someone really follows him, it is estimated that something has been confirmed, and if no one finds it, it may mean that they don't want to admit it.

Alas, it's over, Teacher Lu is a little sad again.

While Zhao Yi was cooking, Lu Yang called his home.

There seemed to be some commotion on the other end of the phone, and he heard a few sheep bleating.

During the Chinese New Year, Lu Yang also heard from his family that the two old people were bored and found a place in their hometown to raise a few sheep.

"Mom, did you and Dad go back to your hometown?"

"I went back to my hometown. Your dad came back after talking about the sheep at home every day."

"How are you doing recently? My dad is fine, isn't he?"

"No, it's just that I have a bit of a temper, and I yell at people when things don't go my way. I've been used to it for a lifetime."

"okay."

While talking on the phone, Lu Yang thought, it's not that he doesn't have a family, the one who never wanted him, and he didn't care too much, what a loss.

After making the phone call and having a sumptuous dinner from President Zhao, Lu Yang completely calmed down.

On Sunday, Zhao Yi officially went to work, and Lu Yang's full-time driver took him to Lin Yue's bar.

There were very few people in the morning, so Zhao Yi played a piece. There were really no one, so he got down from the piano and sat next to his teacher Lu to drink.

In fact, he thinks it's okay. When he is emotionally involved, it's as if there is no one around, no bar, no everything, just himself and the piano, which is also acceptable.

Here Zhao Yi accepted it, but Lu Yang always felt a little weird. When there were more and more people in the bar, his weird feeling became stronger.

When I first came here, I felt that Zhao Yi was a bit out of place with the space in the bar, and because of his occupation, Lu Yang couldn't accept it.

The president came over to be a bar pianist.

I don't know how Zhao Yi feels in his heart, whether there is a gap or not, but Lu Yang's heart is really uncomfortable.

Especially when more and more people came over at night, Lu Yang became more and more nervous. The morning and afternoon were fine, there was no one there, and he just felt a little weird.

But it was different at night. It was crowded with people at night, which made Lu Yang very uncomfortable. He didn't come to Lin Yue's bar often, and although he knew that the pianist here was very handsome, he was not one of his own. Didn't notice how many people were following him.

Now he could see clearly that most of the people in the bar were firing or their eyes glowing at Zhao Yi who was playing the piano.

Looking at it, Lu Yang felt that his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

He was indeed sour and jealous, but there was another emotion that was colliding in his heart that he couldn't ignore, which was regret.

Regret acquiescing to Zhao Yi's approach, let him attract attention, let him make people happy.

He Dehe Neng actually asked Zhao Yi to please others, it was because of him that Zhao Yi sat here and let everyone watch.

Otherwise, why would he be sitting here? He should still be the aloof president, strategizing and making the most accurate decisions, instead of here, playing the piano to make appointments for others, and then earning a salary of [-] for half a month.

Zhao Yi sitting next to the piano is so sacred, but he doesn't fit in with the bar environment. Lu Yang believes that Zhao Yi's piano learning is not for people to appreciate, he is just a hobby.

If it goes on like this, he will definitely hate playing the piano.

Lu Yang looked at Zhao Yi's slightly frowned eyebrows, and unconsciously changed his posture, feeling that he could rush up in the next second, and then blocked Zhao Yi so that no one could look at him, and told him, "Let's go!" Well, let's not play, let's go home."

It's just that he can't do this, this is Lin Yue's place, and he is his best friend, so naturally he can't come here to make trouble.

I had no choice but to drink in silence.

"Hey, bro, that's your boyfriend, he's so handsome."

Lu Yang was silent and had nothing to say, it was as if someone had inserted steel bars into his heart.

Zhao Yi shouldn't be like this, he should be aloof, radiant, confident, a bit arrogant, defiant but he doesn't intend to show it.

The person I met at the beginning even spoke in declarative sentences.

That man, he can't sit here and let people watch.

It is said to be playing the piano, but what is the difference between that and playing for people? Isn’t doing these things just to attract consumers?Isn't it fun to do this?

Just as Lu Yang was thinking, he saw a person walking towards Zhao Yi. He tensed his body and stood up from the stool at the same time.

The people at the table actually noticed Zhao Yi before Lu Yang, they should be celebrating something, there was a lot of wine on the table, all of which were expensive, and looking at the clothes worn by a group of people, they should all be wealthy second-year-olds. generation.

Zhao Yi actually thought it was quite strange, especially being stared at by so many people, or... looking at him with red eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.

This is not a comprehension he is familiar with. He has spoken in front of people many times before, or something, but none of them are so unnatural.

It may be that none of the employees who listened to him below dared to plot against him. These people in the bar now probably have adultery in their minds.

But there was nothing he could do about it. Teacher Lu bought him a lamp yesterday. The price was not cheap.

I don't mean to back down, it seems too hypocritical, if you really don't like it, you can talk to Lin Yue alone tomorrow.

He knew that the news that he played the piano in the bar would spread to his circle, he was not ashamed, he had to make the second elder in the family feel that his Zhao family couldn't afford to lose him.

After such a long time, it's time for him to fight back.

It's just what happened to the child who was getting closer and closer to him now.

Because he didn't know what he was going to do, the sound of the piano under his hand stopped.

Some people in the bar also looked over.

Lu Yang took a few steps forward, he didn't know what was going on, he breathed slowly and his body tensed up.

The young man spoke, his tone was frivolous, and his look of contempt was really similar to most people in his circle, "Hey, I just went back to China today to have a drink together." The tone was as if It's a general reward.

Zhao Yi squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, but he really couldn't remember who he was. He felt that this kind of invitation should be for people he knew well, or why would he add, I just came back from abroad.

Zhao Yi's thin lips parted slightly, "We don't know each other, so we don't drink."

There seemed to be some disdain on the young man's face, because so many people looked at him, and his face was dull, he touched his lips lightly, and an extremely ugly contemptuous sound escaped from his mouth, and there was even a very disdainful "Cut, it's just a sell."

Lu Yang's ears tingled when he heard this, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone. He was trembling, he hadn't had a conflict with anyone for a long time, and now he really wanted to fight with someone.

That boy looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old. Although Mr. Lu was a little irritable, he still had reason. He couldn't go up and beat a boy with yellow hair who hadn't grown up yet, not to mention that his students were also at this age.

Hitting a student is nothing.

Zhao Yi is not the kind of person who can continue after you talk about him, not because he is narrow-minded, but because he finds it quite boring.

In fact, he really planned to continue playing, but it was really boring.

He stood up silently and got down from the piano stage.

The people at the table howled wildly, thinking that Zhao Yi had gone over to drink at his table, the young man had a wild face and looked very smug.

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it has started……

Conflicts begin, all kinds of conflicts...

Be prepared, little cuties, Teacher Lu is starting to dig into the horns.