Congenital deficiency

His words seemed to hit Hong Lingyu's heart, and this kind of determination that became his back with his own strength made Hong Lingyu subconsciously hold his wrist.

Hongzhuo thought that he couldn't bear to tear himself apart from his biological parents, and he swallowed back the words that he wanted these two people not to appear in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Hong Lingyu pulled his hand away and nodded to Zhang Zhongzhi and Ruan Yaxing: "Yes. So you don't want to come again."

This look of course is obviously standing with the Hong family, or with Hong Zhuo.

Hong Zhuo held his hand with his backhand, crossed his fingers, clasped his palms, and felt very tight in his heart.

Zhang Zhongzhi didn't get any funds and land during this trip, and he became a deadly enemy with Bai and the Hong family. After he left the Hong family and calmed down, he was almost full of regret.

It's just that after sending these two away, there are two more waiting in the reception room.

"Are you tired, do you want to go up first?" Hong Zhuo asked him.

"Are you going out?"

Hong Zhuo shook his head: "Mr. Zhao is waiting to see me in the reception room. He should be apologizing for what happened yesterday." , he is actually not willing to let Hong Lingyu receive the hostility from strangers again.

Hong Lingyu obviously missed the point: "Is there anything you can't let me know?"

There was a bit of confusion and imperceptible caution in his words.

Hong Zhuo directly confessed his feelings: "No, I am afraid that people from the Zhao family will say something bad when they see you, and I don't want to see you being wronged for nothing."

Hong Lingyu was stunned, blinked, glanced at him quickly, and cast his eyes to the ground: "I don't care, as long as I don't look at them, I won't hear them."

His posture during the speech was very well-behaved, and it was very different from the expression he just raised his chin and said to Zhang Zhongzhi and Ruan Yaxing with a serious face, "You don't want to come", but they all just pierced into Hongzhuo's heart.

So he smiled and rubbed Hong Lingyu's earlobe: "You can be willful, you have the right."

Hong Lingyu looked up at him and thought for two seconds.He has never been willful before, but he has seen willful people, so he should know how the "pig run" works.

So after he figured it out, he opened his dark eyes, nodded and said to Hong Zhuo, "I want to go see it with you."

Hongzhuo: "..." It's going to kill me, this is not self-willed, but she is still very obedient.

Hong Zhuo's heart was so soft that he took Hong Lingyu's hand and walked into the reception room together.

The door of the reception room opened, and as soon as Mr. Zhao and Zhao Yiyue looked up, they saw two people walking in holding hands, and four bodyguards following them.

"Master Zhao can understand?" Hong Zhuo nodded to him, and pointed to the bodyguards behind him.

Two of the hands had been stuck in the pockets of the trousers, and the suit trousers were stretched out with a few sharp bumps, and one could tell that there was a guy in the pocket at a glance.

This time it really hit the iron plate.

Mr. Zhao couldn't say "mind" except for nodding his head.

The old man sighed, and realized that he would probably use all the things he had prepared, and he couldn't keep any of them.He took out the document he had prepared a long time ago and handed it to Hongzhuo: "The above are some assets under Zhao Yiyue's name, and I pasted a few of mine. What happened yesterday is a problem of our Zhao family. Haihan."

Zhao Yiyue was astonished, most of the whites of her staring eyes were exposed, obviously she didn't know about this matter, just as she was about to move forward, she was unceremoniously hit on the calf by Mr. Zhao with a cane.

The sturdy rattan cane hit the front of the calf with the least flesh, and the wood hit the bone, making a muffled sound.

"Dad!!" Zhao Yiyue yelled hysterically, "Am I your own??!"

Mr. Zhao ignored her, his face was calm, and he sat firmly on the sofa, motionless.

He just looked at Hongzhuo calmly.

As far as Mr. Zhao was concerned, he didn't expect Zhao Yiyue to be of help today.As long as Zhao Yiyue looked miserable today, she would feel better compared to the Hong family and those two.Zhao Yiyue's role today was just to make a fool of himself.

She also did what Mr. Zhao wished, and she was extraordinarily handy in being extraordinarily ugly.

"If you weren't my own," Mr. Zhao's tone was calm, but his expression was the indifference that Zhao Yiyue feared the most over the years, "I wouldn't be waiting here in person today."

If Zhao Yiyue wasn't his own, he just had to throw him at the Hong family, and Hong Zhuo would decide what to do with him, instead of sitting in front of the heavily armed bodyguards arranged by Hong Zhuo and handing him a compensation document.

Hong Zhuo took the documents, read them one by one, sift through them, and returned the rest to Mr. Zhao: "These locations are not good." They are not in the city center.

Mr. Zhao tightened his grip on his crutches, and under Zhao Yiyue's almost cannibalistic eyes, he took out another file bag and handed it to Hong Zhuo: "This time, I only brought so much, I hope there is something in it that Hong Zhuo can use." The owner is satisfied."

Hongzhuo finished reading the second file bag, this time, he didn't return any of them to Mr. Zhao.

Taking out the signature pen from his purse, Hongzhuo pointed to the places on the document and told him: "Come on, baby, sign here."

Hong Lingyu froze for a moment: "I sign? Don't you sign?"

Hong Zhuo didn't shy away from outsiders, and squeezed his hand: "Is it me who got hurt?"

"……"no.

"Let's sign." Hong Zhuo held his hand, pointing to one place for him to lead. In the end, Hong Lingyu signed his name more than a dozen times, and almost couldn't recognize the words "Zhang Daiqiu".

I don't know what method the old man used. Zhao Yiyue had already signed his name on the documents, and the rest, the old man had also signed his own name and stamped them. As soon as Hong Lingyu signed them, these documents would take effect immediately.

Zhao Yiyue stood behind the old man clutching her legs, staring at Hongzhuo from beginning to end, with extremely complicated eyes.Love, hate, confusion intertwined.

She liked the whole person so much when she was young, but now she almost hates her to death.But it was also at this time that she realized that she didn't understand Hong Zhuo at all.She never thought in her life that Hong Zhuo could really treat someone patiently and tenderly.Those eyes that were completely indifferent when looking at her could have such affection.

It has been more than ten years, and the passionate love at the beginning turned out to be like this in the end.

Zhao Yiyue smiled miserably, her smile was sinister, and she stared straight at Hong Zhuo: "You think..." She had just opened her mouth when Mr. Zhao slapped her on the calf mercilessly.

Zhao Yiyue gritted her teeth, and the stubbornness came out: "You think..."

After the sound of "touch", there was another sound.

Mr. Zhao was merciless and beat Zhao Yiyue so hard that he couldn't even speak.

It seemed that he was just beating on a bamboo pole, not his own daughter at all.

Mr. Zhao's face remained unchanged, he glanced at the expressions of the two people opposite him, and saw that they were also very calm.

This surprised the old man a bit.Needless to say, Hong Zhuo, but in front of Hong Zhuo, the other master of the Hong family, who was docile and harmless like a small animal, seemed to have no reaction at all.

It seems that the other party is probably not a simple person.

What he didn't know was that the reason why Hong Lingyu didn't respond was because he was used to seeing Zhao Yiyue beating Hong Xiaxuan when he was a child, and now he saw Mr. It was inherited from the old man.

Mr. Zhao's heart sank.At this point in the play, the audience didn't respond, so there was no need to continue acting.

The goal has been achieved, Mr. Zhao dragged Zhao Yiyue away from Hongzhai.

It's just that although the old man can control her talking, he can't control where she looks. From leaving the reception room to getting in the car, Zhao Yiyue's eyes are fixed on Hong Lingyu.

That look seemed to say: Why you?Why are you?

Now Hong Lingyu was no longer a child who couldn't fight back when his stepmother beat him, so he stared back unwillingly.

For a moment, Zhao Yiyue seemed to see that silly child whose memory only knew to protect his head, suddenly looked up from his thin and blue arms and stared at him, stubborn and unyielding.

The driver started the car and gradually left the entire Hong family behind.

"I don't like her." After the person left, Hong Lingyu said suddenly.

Hong Zhuo nodded without hesitation: "Well, I don't like him either." The tone was comforting, but not perfunctory.

Seeing that he did not hesitate, Hong Lingyu frowned suddenly, and was caught off guard: "She used to beat me and Xia Xuan all the time, but you never noticed it."

Hongzhuo immediately put away the smile on his face, sat up straight, put down his crossed long legs, his eyes were serious, and he admitted his mistake: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have not noticed. It will never happen again. "

"She always said I was a fool." Hong Lingyu was still a little angry.

Hong Zhuo shook his head: "That's because she has lame eyes, our baby is the smartest."

It's like talking to a child.

Hong Lingyu gave him a sideways glance, lowered her head and thought for a while, and said, "She said she must drive me out of here."

Hong Zhuo immediately raised his eyebrows: "Who gave her this right? No one can drive you out of here, neither can I."

"You kicked me out." Hong Lingyu retorted immediately, "Last February."

In February last year, it was the time when Hong Lingyu died in that assassination.

Hong Zhuo couldn't refute this time, and his face turned pale.In the days when he lost this person, the scene of this person falling in front of him that night, and the blood on the ground seen in the video later appeared repeatedly in his dreams, which disturbed him and kept him awake all night.

Hong Zhuo's hands on his knees trembled for a moment, subconsciously wanting to take out a cigarette, but when he found it in his pocket, he just held on to the lighter tightly.He didn't want to smoke in front of Hong Lingyu and let him smell second-hand smoke.

It was rare for Hong Lingyu to be sharp, and she spoke quickly, seeing that Hong Zhuo didn't refute, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, her eyes dropped a little, and she saw Hong Zhuo's hands clenched into fists on her knees were trembling.

His face and lips were a little pale.

Hong Zhuo's Adam's apple moved, met Hong Lingyu's gaze, wanted to refute, wanted to put on that relaxed look again, but could only pull the corners of his mouth and pull out a really ugly smile.

"I..." He couldn't refute, he couldn't even keep the ugly smile on his face for two seconds, looked down at his hands, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Hong Lingyu was a little dumb, never expecting that his words would make him have such a big reaction.

The two were silent for a long time, and just when Hong Zhuo was about to get up and go outside to smoke a cigarette, Hong Lingyu finally spoke.

He said, "...I want to eat strawberries."

Hong Zhuo stuffed the lighter back into his pocket and got up immediately: "I'll go buy it for you."

The author has something to say: Hong Lingyu: Did I say something wrong?

Hong Zhuo: Heartbroken.

Crane & Little Angels: Well done!