During the days when Li Jingming's accident happened, Li Jingxuan's mood was at a low point. She was immersed in the sadness of her elder brother's death every day, and she seemed to have forgotten how painful the knife Zhang Jiakai gave her was.
After Li Jingxuan finished speaking, she put the chicken legs in the lunch box back into Zhang Jikai's bowl, and she stood up and left.
Zhang Jiakai grabbed Li Jingxuan's hand, which was as cold as if it was winter.
Li Jingming took out his hand, leaving only his back.
Zhang Jikai felt heavy, and he wished he could give himself a slap.
Jingxuan, like her, is a person with extremely strong self-esteem. Jingxuan can understand him, but he doesn't understand Jingxuan.
Zhang Jikai thought of this and slammed his fist on the dining table, which immediately attracted the attention of his classmates, but he didn't care at all.
He thought silently in his heart: Jingxuan, I will not give up.
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On Ouyang Xia's side, he left the hotel and went directly to the company. He asked Zhang Ming to send someone to find out why Fu Shiwen came here the day before the accident. By noon, Zhang Ming was not there, so he went home uneasy.
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As soon as she opened the door, she saw Su Yunyan wearing a cheongsam and sitting on a high-end European-style sofa with a serious expression.
When Su Yunyan saw Ouyang Xia coming back, she stared at him casually sitting opposite her with her cold eyes.
"You still know how to come back?"
Su Yunyan immediately asked, and Ouyang Xia's eyebrows jumped. She was really afraid that her mother would make her cry, make trouble, and hang herself with the next sentence.
He relied on this trick to treat his father submissively.
Ouyang Meng on the side wiped Ouyang Xia's neck, then lay down on the sofa with a gloating look on his face, legs crossed, a trace of sympathy flashed in his clear eyes.
A bad premonition arose in Ouyang Xia's heart, but he pretended to be calm and sat up straight, coughed dryly and asked, "Why can't I come back?"
"Look at the good things you've done?"
Su Yunyan threw a stack of photos on the coffee table. Ouyang Xia picked them up and looked at them, and his face suddenly dropped.
Damn these guys, he knew that the woman must have come for him with a purpose.
Before Ouyang Xia had time to explain, Su Yunyan asked: "That girl?
You look like sixteen or seventeen years old, how could you do it?
You...you are not my son.
Before your father comes back, please tell me clearly what is going on, so that I can discuss it with your father and apologize to someone as soon as possible."
Ouyang Xia's question mark was written on his face.
Apologize?
Why apologize?
Shouldn't he be the real victim?
"Mom, please don't interfere in this matter.
This woman looks pretty and lovely, but she is actually not a good person.
I've asked my people to investigate. This is a bureau.
Someone deliberately dug a hole for me to mess with me, and your son is the victim."
Ouyang Xia was so angry that he tore the photo into pieces in front of Su Yunyan.
"What did you say?
Have you ever spoken like this?
Are you still speaking in human language?
Is it possible that this little girl is going to sleep with you in vain?
Your surname is Ouyang, is it possible that you still want to deny it?"
What Su Yunyan is most angry about is meeting such a person who pulls up his pants and refuses to acknowledge his fault. What he hates the most is a man who is unfaithful to his family.
Now that his son has become the person he hates the most, who can bear this?
Su Yunyan couldn't hold it in her heart anymore. Seeing Ouyang Xia's full of hatred, she suddenly became angry. She looked left and right and caught a glimpse of the feather duster in the servant's hand.
Su Yunyan walked over and smiled at the servant: "Xiao Zhang, give me the feather duster. You and the others can get out of the way."
Xiao Zhang nodded, held up the feather duster with both hands, and followed the others to hide quietly.
"Little bastard, look at how I will deal with you today.
Don’t think that because you grew up abroad, you have forgotten who your ancestors are.
Your ancestor doesn’t want his descendants to be bastards.”
Su Yunyan completely lost her image of a noble lady. Ouyang Xia's brain ached. He raised his hand and couldn't help but rub the aching forehead.
Su Yunyan did not give Ouyang Xia a chance to escape, and chased Ouyang Xia all over the floor with a feather duster.
Not far away, in the corner next to the staircase, four superimposed heads protruded from the wall, looking calmly at the scene taking place in the living room.
Servant A: "My wife is very cute, isn't she? She is so old, and she speaks the most to people."
Servant B: "Yes, the young master is a bit miserable. He is thirty, and he can still be chased and beaten by our wife."
Servant C: "If the young master comes back with a wife, my wife will not be angry.
Our young master is handsome and handsome, but he just hasn't met a girl he likes."
Xiao Zhang: "The young master likes pretty ones, so my wife chose one for him, but the young master didn't like it, saying he was too scheming and too strong.
Master, your life is really hard, but our young ladies live a comfortable life."
Xiao Zhang's eyes fell with a smile on the girl on the sofa who was giggling and chewing a banana.
Ouyang Meng was used to this kind of scene, and Fang Zheng's mother really didn't know how to do it.
This time, his brother really went too far. He just wiped his ass and left, but this was not the way the Ouyang family did things.
After finishing the banana, Ouyang Meng folded his arms and looked at the mother and son who were still playing a cat and mouse game in front of him. He took his helmet, went out and rode the only imported motorcycle in the country, and drove away from the villa.
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"Mom, stop chasing me. If you keep running, you will be tired, not me."
Ouyang Xia reminded that Su Yunyan was old after all. She threw away the feather duster and collapsed on the sofa, breathing heavily.
"Oh my god, I'm so exhausted.
Sooner or later I will be pissed off by you two siblings.
I don’t plan to marry someone who is thirty years old.
I don't plan to get married when I'm twenty-four.
I wonder how long it will take for you two to wait until you are willing to take on the big things in your life.
Let me tell you, if you don’t get married this year, don’t say that you are my, Su Yunyan’s child.
Look at your aunt and uncle, they have already given birth to a grandson. Your father and I are much older, and we are still waiting like this.
Get out of here right away."
Su Yunyan is in her fifties. Her living conditions abroad are good and her life is comfortable, so she is naturally well-maintained.
Sitting on the sofa like this, she looks like a person in her forties.
Ouyang Xia was already used to not being pushed by her, so naturally this kind of thing would be fine after her anger subsided.
"Mom, it's not that I don't want to marry, it's that I haven't found the right person."
Ouyang Xia was also helpless. He had originally planned to marry Yang Xue, but Yang Xue was not as gentle and generous as the outside world said. On the contrary, she was vicious and cruel. If such a person married into a family like theirs, it would undoubtedly be a disaster.
A time bomb.
He is a businessman. As long as he has money, why would he marry a dangerous woman and keep her by his side?