Sister, I'm full!" Xiang Huairen shouted at Tong Chaoyan, who was seriously cutting the fabric.

Tong Chaoyan didn't look up, but she could tell from her voice how much she cared about Xiang Huairen: "When you're full, you don't sit honestly for a while, you're alive." Bad for the stomach. ”

Xiang Huairen looked at Tong Chaoyan, who was cutting fabrics, and wrote four words on his face: 'God-given opportunity': "Sister...... Can I give it a try?"

Tong Chaoyan wanted to refuse, looking at Xiang Huairen's haggard face and coquettish with himself, he sighed softly: "Cut along the line I draw, be careful and neat." This is the clothes that Zhang Molan and his master and apprentice wear to participate in the charity annual meeting. "I don't know how to do it.

Xiang Huairen smiled: "Don't worry, sister, where your hand is pointing, I will cut it." ”

Tong Chaoyan pressed his fingers on the fabric, moving slowly, guiding Xiang Huairen's cutting direction. After cutting a few centimeters, Tong Chaoyan looked at Xiang Huairen and smiled with satisfaction: "Very talented!" Before the words fell, there was bleeding on his fingers.

"Sister, I, I didn't mean to. Xiang Huairen hurriedly threw down the scissors and pressed the paper next to him on Tong Chaoyan's wound.

"It doesn't matter, it's not open-gut." There's a Band-Aid in the first drawer of the cabinet over there. Tong Chaoyan pointed in the direction of the cabinet with his chin, comforting Xiang Huairen, who was about to cry.

Cut through his own sister's flesh stiffly, can you not feel distressed and want to cry. Xiang Huairen hurriedly took a band-aid and pasted it on Tong Chaoyan: "Sister." I'll take these papers and throw them away. As he spoke, he took away all the blood-soaked tissues that Tong Chaoyan used to wipe his blood.

Xiang Huairen hurriedly returned to his room and booked the earliest flight back to Lanzhou.

Tong Chaoyan was cocking his injured fingers and carefully continued to cut the fabric. Xiang Huairen came to Tong Chaoyan again with a guilty face: "Sister." My dad just called me and told me to hurry back!"

Tong Chaoyan put down the work in his hand and touched Xiang Huairen's hair: "You go back first to stabilize your parents." Wait until I'm done with Zhang's charity annual meeting. Go to your parents in person and be sure to convince them not to interfere with your choices about your job and future. I'll take you to the airport!"

"No, no, no, you're busy. That, sister, don't do it if your hand hurts. You're a good tailor here, there are so many tailors! Where did they get such a big shelf? My sister can only make clothes for me. "Xiang Huairen shows the true nature of the madness of the guardian sister.

Xiang Huairen looks so naïve at the moment! Tong Chaoyan couldn't help but smile and patted Xiang Huairen on the shoulder gently: "Okay." ”

Lanzhou, Xiang Zhai.

"Huairen......?" It's back. Mrs. Xiang hurriedly ran to Xiang Huairen and looked happily at her son, who had not returned home for a long time.

"Mom......" Xiang Huairen was very eager to ask the truth from Mrs. Xiang's mouth.

"Why did Yang Guo of the Law Realm go home?" Xiang An sat on the sofa, playing with a piece of Hetian jasper in his hand. With a straight face, he mocked dissatisfiedly. interrupted Xiang Huairen's eager inquiry.

Xiang Huairen also glanced at Xiang An angrily, originally the two of them were very anxious because of Xiang Huairen's own law firm. Now that he knows that Tong Chaoyan is very likely to be the sister that his parents abandoned for the sake of profit, he is even more angry: "I'm not like you, I can do anything for money!"

Xiang An gently put down the Hetian Biyu in his hand and slapped the armrest of the sofa suddenly: "You kid make it clear! What did I do? I made you so disgraceful! I can't change you if I don't understand!" got up and was going to teach Xiang Huairen a lesson.

Mrs. Xiang hurriedly used her eyes to stop Xiang An, who was about to get angry: "Brother An! My son finally came back, what are you doing! As a father, can you let him not do it?" Mrs. Xiang was gentle even when she was angry.

Xiang An loves his wife, although this northwest man is very angry, but for the sake of his wife's face, he still tries to hold back: "In this world, my son is disrespectful to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu can't say it yet!

"Yes, you could have expected your daughter to support her in the elderly, who let you both throw my sister away!" Xiang Huairen said in a hurry, he almost decided that Tong Chaoyan was his own sister, and he burst into tears with guilt!

Mrs. Xiang looked at Xiang Huairen in horror, and fell back stiffly. was held by Xiang An, who was also frightened.

An old lady in a wheelchair, pushed by a facial paralyzed housekeeper, came out of her first-floor bedroom. It's incredibly ruthless.

"It's nothing, the two of them are just quarrelling." Mrs. Xiang hurriedly changed the topic and replied to the old lady with some reluctance.

"Yes, mother-in-law. I'm going to quarrel with Huairen all the time. Xiang An gave Xiang Huairen a look as he spoke.

Xiang Huairen immediately understood that the mastermind who threw Tong Chaoyan back then may be this old lady.

"Huairen, what sister are you talking about?" the old lady put on a smirk.

Xiang Huairen looked at the old lady with contempt: "Don't call it so close, you are just my mother's adoptive mother." I can't stand such a shrewd grandmother. Don't quietly control me that day. "There are words in the words.

"Huairen!" Mrs. Xiang shouted in embarrassment and reproach.

Xiang Huairen smiled disdainfully: "You honor the old man, and go to the room happily! I'm tired, go back to the room!" After speaking, he went upstairs.

Xiang Huairen returned to his room and took out a plastic bag filled with blood-red tissues from his pocket. Alertly placed between a stack of clothes in his closet. Then he picked up his phone: "Old classmate, I have to trouble you for something......"

"I'm full. The nap went. The old lady wiped her mouth with a tissue. Throw it on the table. That style has caught up with Cixi.

After the old lady left, Xiang An looked bored, and Mrs. Xiang looked helpless.

"Let's go and bring some food to Huairen." You also go over and apologize to him by the way!" Mrs. Xiang said, signaling to Xiang An with her eyes that she was still rubbing in the living room and did not enter the bedroom with the old lady.

Xiang An realized: "Let's go, let's go! It's all your habit! What a loving mother and how defeated!" pretended to be angry and complained.

Mrs. Xiang hurriedly went to the kitchen and put a few dishes on small plates, rice and soup respectively, and put them in a large tray. Hold it and go to Xiang Huairen's room on the second floor with Xiang An.

Xiang Huairen opened the door, with a cold face, turned around and sat down at the desk, crackling on the keyboard. Ignore the Xiang couple.

"Huairen ......" Mrs. Xiang seems to have no idea where to start.

Xiang An was also embarrassed.

Xiang Huairen closed the notebook: "You can just say if there is one!" glanced out the door vigilantly.

The couple nodded at the same time.

Xiang Huairen opened the notebook and turned the notebook to the Xiang family and his wife. Signal them that everything they want to say has been made into a PPT.

The Xiang family and his wife held the notebook and sat on Xiang Huairen's bed and looked at it carefully. Mrs. Xiang cried as she watched. Xiang An held back tears. Seeing the photo of Tong Chaoyan at the end, Mrs. Xiang trembled and stretched out a hand to touch the screen. Biting your other hand to keep yourself from crying.

The tears that Xiang An had been holding back also broke the embankment the moment he saw Tong Chaoyan's photo.

Xiang Huairen walked to his closet, took out the plastic bag with blood-red tissues that he had just hidden, and walked up to the Xiang family and his wife, with red eyes, suppressing his emotions, and using a very small voice: "Haven't you always wanted to know, who gave me 2 million start-up funds? It's Sister Yan, this is blood! In order to be more accurate, I contacted the classmates who did the paternity test. This is Sister Yan's blood. With that, he handed the plastic bag to the Xiang couple.

Mrs. Xiang took the plastic bag, put it on her chest, and lay on Xiang An's shoulder, crying silently. Xiang An smiled and patted Mrs. Xiang's back with tears.

At Xiang Huairen's door, the old lady's housekeeper frowned, didn't hear anything, and went back stupidly.