Congenital deficiency

Hong Lingyu dismissed the group of people who wanted to touch his stone, and then two more people came to inquire about the news.

These two people were much more courageous than the previous few, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, they said, "How do I see Master Hong just taking a young man around? Don't be an illegitimate child, right? Then what should you do?"

The corner of Hong Xiaxuan's mouth twitched.

Painful son will be so painful that he stares at every meal, and still insists on squeezing a bed to sleep?

"Didn't my father introduce him?" Hong Xiaxuan said with a very calm expression, "Or did you not hear?"

This person is not old enough to greet Hong Zhuo, how can he hear how Hong Xiaxuan introduces the people around him?

The other young man was a little stunned, and asked, "How did you introduce it?"

Hong Xiaxuan paused aggrievedly for two seconds, struggled with the titles "brother" and "mom" for a while, and then said, "It's my dad's lover."

The young man who just asked the question was a little stunned: "Master Hong is so..." Fashionable?decisive?aboveboard?He thought for a while but couldn't think of a suitable adjective, and finally asked Hong Xiaxuan: "Then what should you do, Young Master Hong?"

Hong Xiaxuan shrugged: "Do whatever you want."

No matter how entangled these two people were, Hong Xiaxuan said "I'll go first", and went to find Hong Zhuo and Hong Lingyu in the corner.

When he found the two, Hong Zhuo was stretching out his right hand to touch Hong Lingyu's chin, and patted Hong Lingyu's back with the other hand, while Hong Lingyu was bending over and coughing, her eyes were a little red from coughing.

How did you choke?

Hong Xiaxuan was about to go up quickly, when suddenly someone behind him called him: "Xia Xuan." It was a voice he was very familiar with.

Hong Xiaxuan didn't even pause in his footsteps, he just acted as if he didn't hear it, and even quickened his pace to move forward.

Then I heard the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground suddenly and hurriedly, and the people behind couldn't help but raise their voices, calling him sharply: "Hong Xiaxuan!"

The voice was not low, and the person who was still listening to Hong Lingyu Shunqi took a look at the sound, and met Hong Xiaxuan's eyes.

Hong Xiaxuan turned his head to look at the person behind him, and said, "Wait here." Then he walked quickly to Hong Lingyu, and handed him the box in his hand: "Brother, help me look at it for a while." Then he walked back to the woman.

When Zhao Yiyue called out just now, she didn't notice that Hongzhuo was nearby, and the person he introduced as "lover" was also with her, her long and slender eyebrows twisted into twists, her face was blue and red, The eyelashes are too thick, and the eyes are very gloomy.

"What's the matter, let's talk." Hong Xiaxuan was three steps away from her and refused to go up, not hiding his impatience at all.

If it wasn't for fear that this person would rush over and bother his brother, he wouldn't want to talk to her at all, even if this person was his biological mother.

It was the time when Hong Xiaxuan was getting taller, and Zhao Yiyue couldn't look down at him like when he was a child, the two eyes were on the same level, one was expressionless, the other was out of anger: "Is that how you talk to your mother?"

Hong Xiaxuan used to struggle with this issue when he was a child, but when he was a little older and stayed abroad for so many years, he no longer had any doubts about this issue. He smiled coldly: "How can you be a mother?"

Not to mention abusing her stepson, even her own son, this crazy woman can still do it.

Zhao Yiyue was extremely angry, the muscles on his face were already twitching, and his shoulders and neck were stretched out: "Is this how your father taught you?"

Hong Xiaxuan looked at her coldly, and replied unceremoniously: "Yes, he taught me not to be polite with you, I think it's quite right."

As if a firecracker was ignited all at once, Zhao Yiyue felt that sparks exploded in her mind instantly. The colorful lights made her eyes go numb, and she lost her mind in an instant. In the next instant, her wrist tightened and she was held by someone.

"My father never beat me." Hong Xiaxuan shook his raised hand violently. Zhao Yiyue was thrown staggered by him, and he staggered back two steps on his high-heeled shoes. When he came back to his senses, Hong Xiaxuan The suit has been smoothed out, but it still looks calm and unobtrusive.

During this period of time, her son has quietly grown into a young man who is very similar to Hong Zhuo.

And he possesses the young people's clear love and hate, no hesitation and sharp edge.

When he said he looked down on her, he really thought she was unworthy.

"I should have done this earlier." After shaking off the raised slap, it seemed that they also shook off the gloom of childhood, "How can my brother be beaten so much?"

Zhao Yiyue received more and more shocks: "You still call that bastard brother?" She smiled sinisterly, she didn't look like a lady at all, she was no different from a shrew in Hong Xiaxuan's eyes, "Hong Xiaxuan Didn't Shi already announced that the bastard was only adopted?? You still call him brother, are you stupid?"

"..." Hong Xiaxuan looked at her, feeling a bit speechless, "It's so embarrassing..." He sighed.

He frowned, and glanced at the woman whose eyebrows he inherited, feeling very complicated.

Zhao Yiyue divorced Hongzhuo because of cheating.

The two were originally in a normal marriage, as long as there was nothing wrong with each other, his father was also a person who kept his promise, and the name of Mrs. Hong could have been crowned by Zhao Yiyue for a lifetime.

But he couldn't think about it, and went to various nightclubs to hook up with young boys, and was photographed by the bodyguards sent by Hongzhuo to protect her.In the photo, her hands are all in other people's pants.

When Zhao Yiyue arrived home that night, the divorce agreement was in front of her. Before noon the next day, all her luggage was packed and sent back to Zhao's house. Of course, those photos were also taken by the bodyguards when they were sent back together. Photo.

Objectively speaking, Zhao Yiyue is simply a model of "a good hand and a bad hand".

The last bit of affection he had for his "mother" was completely wiped out by the other party's nonsense and gaffe this time.For the first time, he felt that his biological mother would be better than this person?

It's really embarrassing to have such a mother who makes trouble for others all day long and just makes jokes.

"Xia Xuan." Wen Wen's voice sounded, "Haven't you finished yet?" Hong Lingyu walked nearby to get some food, seeing Hong Xiaxuan and Zhao Yiyue at a stalemate here, she was a little worried about Hong Xiaxuan, so she couldn't help but come over and shout sound people.

Hong Zhuo squeezed the plate so hard that he gently separated his bluish-white thumb and index finger, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, turned his head and brought him some fruit and put it on the plate.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yiyue's eyes instantly lit up.Her eyes seemed to be expanding the board, and she thought about Hong Lingyu's facial features one by one. At first, she felt a little familiar, and then gradually merged with another face that was more immature and fuller in her memory.

In the information she found about the Hong family later, this face appeared many times.

"You... aren't you dead??" Zhao Yiyue was horrified, and took a step back, her back feeling cold.

Hearing these words, Hong Zhuo turned half of his body and gave Zhao Yiyue a cold look, his pupils were so dark and cold that it made one's heart palpitate.

Hong Xiaxuan ran out of patience, rolled his eyes in a irritated manner, and spoke even more impolitely: "You just died. Okay, I don't treat you as my mother, and don't think I'm your son, you What should you do, don't look for me in the future, I won't talk to you anymore." He waved his hand, waved at her like chasing a beggar, turned his head and ran towards Hong Lingyu.

"Brother..." Zhao Yiyue heard Hong Xiaxuan shouting in a low voice.

"What did she tell you?" Hong Lingyu asked Hong Xiaxuan worriedly.

Hong Xiaxuan let go of the burden of many years in his heart, and he waved his hand with great ease: "What can I say, isn't it just such a little thing? Why do you care about these things? Brother, look at this stone, and go back and find a master to carve it for you." Something, what do you want to carve?"

Seeing that Hong Xiaxuan really seemed to have no burden, Hong Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "...Isn't this for you? Why are you carving things for me?"

"Give it to me, isn't it mine? I'm giving it to you now!" Young Master Hong was very proud.

Hong Zhuo glanced at the corner where the cover was opened, and said to Hong Lingyu, "This rough stone is huge, and each of you can carve one alone."

This is a good way.

Both Hong Xiaxuan and Hong Lingyu agreed: "Then, brother, what shall we carve for him?"

Hong Lingyu was not very experienced, and seemed a little embarrassed and confused.

So Hongzhuo gave a solution again: "Tomorrow, go find someone to look at the stone, and ask him to make a picture."

The bewildered brothers once again agreed with the idea.

The banquet started not long after, and Hongzhuo and the others were eating in a corner of the banquet hall. Mr. Zhao said a few words and the banquet officially started, and the guests went to the arranged tables one after another.

The seats of the three members of the Hong family were arranged in the main seat. Hong Zhuo didn't take anyone there first, and lowered his head and asked Hong Lingyu: "There are people ordering more over there, can you go over there?"

Hong Xiaxuan walked over there just as he lifted his foot, and stopped when he heard his father's voice and looked back.

He forgot again that his brother was afraid of crowds.

Hong Xiaxuan ran over dejectedly, and said, "Brother, if you don't want to go, I...we will stay here with you."

There are only six seats at each of the three main tables, which are very spacious and far apart from the other tables. In fact, as long as you sit with your back to all the tables behind you, although you may feel a little uncomfortable, you should... also be able to accept it.

Hong Lingyu is not such a weak person, so she thought about it seriously before she said: "Let's go and sit for a while, if we really can't do it...Let's go."

Hong Zhuo and Hong Xiaxuan nodded, and moved from the far side of the banquet hall to the wine table along the wall.

As early as when Hongzhuo walked in, many people in the banquet hall had their eyes on him, but Hongzhuo did not ignore him as usual, but looked back one by one, patrolled around lightly, and looked at those who secretly looked at him. All eyes were forced back.

He was obviously in someone else's territory, but he seemed to be patrolling his own territory.

Zhao Yiyue's eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs could only be stared out, and a fierce look gradually appeared on his face.

Especially when she saw Hong Zhuo's hands on Hong Lingyu's waist and various protective gestures without leaving any traces, the string called reason in her mind was finally overwhelmed and completely broken.

She twisted her rusty neck and forcibly turned back, staring at the clean dinner plate in front of her, and then her eyes suddenly fell on the knife in her hand.

The author has something to say: Because Father Hong abused Lingyu too much before, I arranged a little green hat for him, surprise? :)

The reason why Zhao Zhaluhong's father will be explained in the next chapter

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PS: According to a little cutie’s suggestion, I put up a text in my mind, called “It’s all done by me”, which will be a story and two plots in the next fast-traveling article “Sentence Reading” It won't be exactly the same, first update "Judu" and then "It's all done by me", if you are interested, you can go and have a look!

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