When Zhao's father ordered his men to inquire about Ye Zitong's news, it was the second day after he came to China.

When Zhao's father rushed to the hospital, he saw Leng Junhao getting out of the car with fruit in his hand, the two looked at each other for a while, and sat down in the pavilion of the hospital.

In fact, it is useless for you to let Leng Junhao, maybe only in front of Ye Zitong will he become not like him, let's take the past few days, although Lance is out of danger, he has not woken up.

He still gave all the company's affairs to his father, and when he ran errands, he felt that he was more careful and devoted than when he was working, which is the selfish side of people when facing feelings.

As soon as Leng Father saw his son in the past two days, he scolded him for being unfilial, and finally made Leng Junhao simply not recruit at home, and he washed and changed his clothes in his own small villa.

In fact, meeting Father Zhao here really surprised Leng Junhao, and when he bumped into Father Zhao's gaze, there was a solemnity in his eyes that could not be ignored.

"Uncle, why are you at home?" Leng Junhao saw that he had not spoken, so he could only speak first, and seeing that it was almost noon, he had come to change Ye Zitong to go out to eat.

Father Zhao frowned before he spoke, "Why are you here?"

Leng Junhao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hesitate much, and replied directly, "My friend is hospitalized." ”

"Ah," Zhao's father nodded, "I'm also here to see people." ”

"Oh,"

The words fell, and the two were speechless for a while, but Leng Junhao knew that Zhao's father must have something to ask him, otherwise he would not have a struggling face, so he didn't speak, although he was anxious, he could only wait.

In fact, after a night of thinking, whether Zhao Fuguo is his own son or not, Zhao's father will not care, because he has watched his son grow up since he was a child, and that kind of affection is better than family affection.

However, during the later phone call, his son's mobile phone was kept off, and Zhao's father was secretly anxious, and sent someone to find all the places he could, but there was no news.

He doesn't intend to forgive his wife for these things, he has asked the lawyer to draw up a divorce agreement, and he has even signed it, and he is so low-key that he is not pursuing this matter, which is worthy of his feelings over the years.

Thinking of his love for his wife, and getting such a big deception from her, Zhao's father hated more and more in his heart, hating himself for blinding himself because he loved her.

made Zhao's father turn white overnight, and some people have experienced a lot of vicissitudes, from a middle-aged man to a lonely old man, this kind of mentality is the most torturous.

"Nephew, 、、、 you have contacted Fu Guo?" sighed secretly, and Father Zhao's eyes looked into the distance.

There is a man in the distance supporting the old man, I'm afraid it is also a father-son relationship, right? This made Zhao's father tremble slightly, yes, that is his own son, whether it is the same blood and bones, he doesn't care about these anymore.

"Since I came back from the United States, I haven't been in touch" Leng Junhao was puzzled, but he didn't ask much.

Putting away his thoughts, Father Zhao got up, "Then don't bother much, I just happened to go to see my friends." ”

"Okay, then I won't be in charge of my uncle" Leng Junhao was polite and took a few big strides out of the pavilion.

Leave quickly, go directly to the inpatient department after bypassing a few buildings, and Zhao's father, who was left behind, stopped and stopped, only to inquire all the way to the inpatient department, and after checking at the front desk, he went out of the senior ward.

Leng Junhao walked outside the ward, stopped to breathe, but couldn't let go of his frowning brows, what happened to the Zhao family? Did that guy Zhao Fuguo run away from home?

Thinking of Zhao's father's decadent and godless appearance, it is really surprising, that is the number one person in the shopping mall back then, since he handed over the company to his son, his reputation in the shopping mall is still undiminished.

Pushing open the door and going in, the figure on the edge of the bed, with his head lying on the side of the bed, slept quietly, a touch of warmth flashed in Leng Junhao's eyes, this little woman always makes people feel so distressed.

Put the hand fruit on the table, take the clothes hanging on the wall next to it, lean over and just cover it, although the movement is very light, but it still awakens the sleeping person, the eyes that opened are blurred and scattered, and it is only after half a sound that it slowly gathers the light and becomes a god.

"You're here, didn't you want to come, didn't you come? Your company must have a lot of things to do, right? I'll just be alone here" Ye Zitong opened his mouth and chattered, hearing that Leng Junhao was not annoyed, but very sweet, just like a conversation between husband and wife.

Ye Zitong saw him wandering and smirked, twisted his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just remembered something funny, I'll see, you go to dinner" Leng Junhao's eyes were gentle, and he habitually reached out and put the somewhat messy hair in front of Ye Zitong behind his ears.

"By the way, have you informed Lance's family?" Ye Zitong's face turned slightly red, and he immediately changed the topic to hide his panic.

Damn man, why do you look at yourself with this kind of gaze, make yourself feel like you are staring at him without clothes, and twist your face away in shame, if it weren't for his hard work in the past few days, you wouldn't bother to pay attention to him.

Thinking that night when he was waiting for Lance to get out of danger, he stayed up all night, and he didn't see Lance's reaction, and when he was tortured and was about to lose his hand, he was always by his side to comfort himself.

Although he didn't say anything, and he didn't let him see his tears, he was careful and found his own wrong, and he didn't find fault with it, but he gently comforted him, which made his heart warm.

Leng Junhao sat down, the warm smile on his face dropped a little, "Well, Lance is an orphan who was raised by his grandfather since he was a child. ”

Ye Zitong's body froze when he just stood up, and after the expression on his face changed several times, he said lightly, "Ah, I really can't see that he looks like an orphan." ”

"Don't look at the way he doesn't care about anything on weekdays, he's just pretending to show others, in fact, he is more bitter than anyone else, not to mention 、、、、"

Leng Junhao looked at the faint face on the bed, remembering the words he heard when he called Old Man Lan last night, his eyebrows wrinkled deeper and deeper, since he was in school, he saw the loneliness and helplessness in the depths of his always smiling eyes.

And now, seeing it is still like this, bitterness flashed in his heart, his own refusal back then, I was afraid that he would hurt him even more, right? But now, now, does he still blame himself? Or should he thank himself?

The corner of his eyes swept to Zitong who was wearing a coat on the side, this woman who made herself know what love is, this woman who became the mother of her children again, and this woman who made people hurt and hate.

In the end, the person who was swept to the bed and fainted couldn't have Zitong, he still had children and parents, but if he didn't have Zitong, would Lance have everything?

What should I do?

Ye Zitong and Ben didn't notice Leng Junhao's distraction, as soon as they put on their coats, before they could say that they would go out to eat, the door was pushed open, and an elderly man approached, with a grim look on his face.