In midsummer, the sun is scorching and the heat is unbearable.
Walking on the streets under the scorching sun, it feels like you are in a steaming steamer, making you breathless.
Zhang Yu came back from doing errands outside. When he passed by the gate, he habitually turned his head and glanced at the overlord next to him.
The weather has been too hot recently, so he and his uncle simply moved Bawang's doghouse under a tree, where it would be shaded and cool.
The moment he saw Zhang Yu's figure, Overlord, who was lying there quietly, suddenly stood up and waggled his tail happily.
Zhang Yu smiled and shook his head, walked over quickly, knelt down and patted the Overlord's head twice, and said, "Are you hungry?"
The king seemed to understand what he said and gently licked his hand with his wet tongue, his tail wagging faster and faster.
Zhang Yu was amused by its movements. He glanced into the courtyard and saw no one. He guessed that everyone was either running to cool off under the shade of the trees or taking a nap in the house. No one wanted to be in the courtyard at this time.
Wandering around in the sun.
If it hadn't been for something today, he wouldn't have been willing to go out at this hour.
With the cover of his bag, Zhang Yu took out the things he had prepared in advance and fed them to Overlord.
When the overlord saw the food, not only his tail, but also the fur all over his body began to shake, and his joy almost overflowed. But he did not immediately lower his head to eat, but continued to use his bright eyes
Staring at Zhang Yu, as if waiting for his next order.
Zhang Yu pushed the food bowl towards it and said softly: "Eat quickly!"
When the overlord heard this, he lowered his head in relief and licked the food in the basin.
After the Overlord finished eating, Zhang Yu casually added some water to his food bowl before leaving.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Yu walked quickly to the table, and without caring about being polite, he picked up the boiling water that he had specially dried when he went out in the morning, raised his head and drank a large glass of it with a "gudong, gudong" sound.
The sweet water instantly moisturized his throat, which had been dry for a long time, and a chill penetrated his heart, cheering him up a little.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed the switch of the fan beside him, and the blades of the fan began to rotate, bringing gusts of breeze.
Sitting next to the fan, he closed his eyes slightly and let the cool breeze blow gently across his cheeks, taking away the heat and fatigue from his body. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he was finally alive.
Only then did he finally have the energy to think about what happened this morning.
Logically speaking, he was unwilling to go out in such weather, but he had no choice. News suddenly came from the black market that the person who followed the eldest sister that day had been found, so he braved the scorching sun and ran to the stall he met last time.
The host met at the place where he asked for more specific information.
"Ye Lan!" Zhang Yu chewed the name through gritted teeth.
This woman is really haunted!
Thinking of the news he got today, Zhang Yu wanted to peel off Ye Lan's skin.
As he expected, the eldest sister's incident this time was closely related to Ye Lan. To be more specific, she was the leader of the eldest sister's two dangers.
The man following the eldest sister, no, it should be two men.
Thinking of the news he got from the stall owner, Zhang Yu felt itchy with hatred.
No wonder he couldn't find anyone. It turned out that the person who followed the eldest sister twice was not the same person, but these two people were inseparable from Ye Lan.
One is Ye Lan's biological brother, and the other is Ye Lan's former suitor.
After getting the news from the stall owner, he had a "friendly conversation" with the two men and gleaned a lot of information from them.
In the final analysis, this matter stems from the woman's terrible jealousy and some kind of unwilling hatred.
Zhang Yu really couldn't understand Ye Lan's inexplicable hatred. No matter where he was, it was her fault.
She is shameless, even though she is already married, she still pretends to be an unmarried girl and hooks up with other men.
Not only that, she also acted as a mistress and ruined her marriage.
The eldest brother was a victim from the beginning to the end. He was hated just because he didn't take the blame she threw at him, and he didn't admit that the child in her belly was his as she wanted.
In order not to make things easier for her eldest brother, she actually wanted to attack her eldest sister.
"Crack", the cup in his hand could no longer withstand Zhang Yu's abuse and broke into half.
Looking at the cup in his hand, Zhang Yu sneered. Since she is not satisfied with her current life, she might as well arrange a "good life" for her!
He promised that she would definitely like the life he planned for her.
But before touching Ye Lan, he had to deal with the two people who dared to reach out to his eldest sister.
In the Ding family at this time, Ye Lan's face was full of gentleness, coaxing his crying son, but if you look closely, you can clearly see the impatience that cannot be concealed underneath that gentle face.
Ding Peng frowned and looked at the crying child, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, a bastard is a bastard and cannot be raised properly.
After thinking about it for so long, he just hugged me and cried non-stop.
Listening to the child's piercing cry, Ding Peng felt like his head was about to explode.
He frowned, revealing unspeakable annoyance between his brows, and finally said unbearably: "I'm so annoyed, please tell him to stop crying."
After that, he slammed the door and left.
The child who was frightened by the slamming door cried for a while at first, and then cried harder and harder.
Seeing Ding Peng slamming the door and leaving, Ye Lan could no longer maintain her image as a good mother.
She glanced impatiently at the child in her arms and yelled, "Stop crying!"
He turned around and threw the child directly on the bed, letting him cry.
Ye Lan sat on the chair dejectedly, muttering to himself: "It's different, why is it different!"
This was nothing like what she had imagined.
This is not the life she wants.
According to her imagination, Ding Peng should be very fond of her only child.
And for herself, the woman who gave birth to his only child, a boy, she should be even more different.
She should live a life that is enviable by everyone, instead of being trapped in the house with this child and acting as a feeding tool like now, and not like now where she needs to take care of everything with her own hands, not only taking care of the child but also doing laundry and cooking.
She should now be like those rich wives she once envied, with no fingers on her face, surrounded by servants, and become the focus of everyone's envy.
Why, why was everything different from what she imagined?
Although she was openly called Mrs. Ding, she knew that those people didn't take her seriously at all.
To put it bluntly, her current life is worse than before when she could not see the light of day.
At that time, she didn't have to do anything. She only had to serve Ding Peng well in bed, and she would be able to get a large reward from him.
