When he woke up, Tong Qiangqiang found himself lying in the bedroom, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhong Wenhao sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Are you ......" Zhong Wenhao subconsciously stood up, and felt that he was overreacting, so he sat down unnaturally, and asked Tong Qiangqiang with a dodgy gaze: "Do you feel better?"

For the first time in so many years, Zhong Wenhao didn't talk to her fiercely, but Tong Qiangqiang didn't adapt, lowered his eyelids, and said lightly: "It's okay." ”

"Mom asked us to move back first, so she can take care of you. After speaking, Zhong Wenhao added another sentence, which was counted as asking Tong Qiangqiang's opinion, "What do you think?"

Tong Qiangqiang nodded.

A long silence followed.

Zhong Wenhao couldn't stand the silence a little and stood up: "Then you can rest first, I'll go to the company." ”

Tong Qiangqiang turned his head and sent Zhong Wenhao's back, gently touched his abdomen with both hands, closed his eyes, and finally confirmed the truth in his heart-

She is expecting.

Zhong Wenhao's child.

The first great-grandson of the Zhong family.

Her life is always on the same track.

***

"Mom. Sister Ruzhen sent it away?" Zhong Wenhao went downstairs and met Zhu Jinhua head-on.

"Sent away. Zhu Jinhua looked like he had a headache, then glanced upstairs and asked, "How is your daughter-in-law?"

"She's fine. ”

Zhu Jinhua glanced at his son, pulled him aside, and reminded: "Now that Qiang Qiang is pregnant, you should also cut off those women who should be cut off as soon as possible." Lest you have too many dreams at night, and accidentally cause something to reach your grandfather's ears. ”

Zhong Wenhao was sullen and didn't say anything.

Zhu Jinhua continued earnestly: "Don't put on such a face for me. Even though you are dissatisfied with your daughter-in-law in every way, who made your grandfather value her? The reason why I let you act recklessly outside at the beginning was because I wanted to sow more seeds, and no matter how bad it was, there would always be one who could win. ”

was mentioned about his hidden illness, Zhong Wenhao's expression was a little stiff.

Fortunately, Zhu Jinhua quickly swept over, "If the woman outside is really blessed, then your grandfather will always give in in front of the child, and maybe the wife can be replaced by someone you like." Look, your second uncle, isn't your second aunt an example of escape?"

"Unexpected...... In the end, it was Qiang Qiang who had the news first. It's all fate. Zhu Jinhua sighed lightly, "Wen Hao, mom is doing your best, everything is for the sake of your future." I really feel uncomfortable, and you can only endure it. After another one or two years, the old man should be about the same. When the time comes, who can stop you from marrying or not. Huh?"

"I see. Mom, I understand all of what you're saying. Seeing that Zhu Jinhua opened his mouth and seemed to say something more, Zhong Wenhao preemptively said: "I'm going back to the company." ”

The words fell, and without waiting for Zhu Jinhua's reaction, Zhong Wenhao walked straight out.

Out of the Zhong Mansion, he took out the key and was about to drive, when he suddenly saw Han Lie standing next to his car with his hands in his trouser pockets with his back to someone, as if waiting for him.

"Uncle?" Zhong Wenhao asked strangely, "Are you looking for me?"

Han Lie turned around and pursed his lips lightly at Zhong Wenhao, "I didn't drive just now." Is it convenient for you? Give me a ride. ”

"Uncle is polite. Zhong Wenhao nodded, and unlocked the lock with a "tick", "Get in the car." ”

This is the first time that the uncle and nephew have spoken alone. Zhong Wenhao and Han Lie chatted about what Han Lie had seen and heard when he lived in Australia in the past.

Before arriving at the destination, Han Lie seemed to remember and asked Tong Qiangqiang about fainting.

Zhong Wenhao said disapprehantly: "It's not in the way." My mom took care of her. ”

Han Lie was silent, as if thinking for a while, and mentioned, "Two days ago, I saw you in a hot spring hotel on the outskirts of the city. ”

Zhong Wenhao's hand holding the steering wheel suddenly tightened, "Yes, yes, Uncle also went to the hot spring hotel?"

Han Lie didn't answer and continued, "I saw you with a woman. ”

"Oh, you said her. Zhong Wenhao said calmly: "In those two days, I did ask a female customer to talk about things in the hot spring hotel. Uncle saw the female customer, right?"

Han Lie didn't pierce him, but only said meaningfully: "Wen Hao, as a man, I can understand the needs of men, but as an elder, I still want to remind you that men should have the responsibility of men and be responsible for their wives and children." ”

Zhong Wenhao's expression couldn't help but be ugly: "I don't understand why Uncle suddenly told me this." ”

"If you don't understand, you don't understand. The corners of Han Lie's lips hooked slightly, turned his head to look out the window, and said, "I've arrived." ”

Zhong Wenhao pulled over and watched Han Lie get out of the car with gloomy eyes.

When Han Lie walked away, he slapped his palm on the steering wheel, and his heart was even more depressed, so he suddenly turned around and went to the Tianfu apartment.

The doorbell was pressed fiercely, as if urging life, Hou Ling trotted down quickly, complaining in his heart about the person who pressed the doorbell, and found that it was Zhong Wenhao from the visual instrument, and was stunned. But he quickly opened the door and teased: "What kind of wind is blowing today? It's not dark yet, why did Young Master Zhong come to patronize me?"

Zhong Wenhao didn't speak, went straight past Hou Ling, walked to the wine cabinet with ease, opened the bottle of wine, and sat on the sofa and began to drink one by one.

After drinking for an unknown amount of time, Zhong Wenhao raised his head and looked at Hou Ling.

Hou Ling didn't leave, just stood a few steps away from the sofa, silently watching Zhong Wenhao drink. She clasped her arms in her hands, leaned against the wall, her beautiful maroon wavy hair was draped over her shoulders charmingly, her face was heavy makeup and red lips, she was wearing white silk pajamas, revealing her white legs downward, and the scenery of the snow hill was half covered up, as always, revealing the bright and moving beauty that belonged to a mature woman.

It is completely different from Tong Qiangqiang's clear and beautiful water.

"Come here. Zhong Wenhao beckoned to Hou Ling.

Hou Ling hooked her lips slightly, twisted her waist in a swaying posture, and before she walked to Zhong Wenhao, she was pulled into Zhong Wenhao's arms.

Hou Ling sat on Zhong Wenhao's lap and wrapped her hands around Zhong Wenhao's neck.

Zhong Wenhao's gaze fell on Hou Ling's flat lower abdomen, and asked, "I'm with you almost every day, why doesn't your stomach move at all?"

"Isn't your wife moving?" Hou Ling hooked her lips and smiled in a charming manner: "Who knows what's wrong with you?"

A word poked Zhong Wenhao's sore spot, Zhong Wenhao's expression was hideous for a moment, and he pushed Hou Ling away roughly.

"What's crazy!" Hou Ling cursed and stood up from the ground, too lazy to talk to Zhong Wenhao again.

Zhong Wenhao was alone in the hall, continuing to drink, the more he drank, the more chaotic his mind became, but the more stuffy his heart became.

Sowing more seeds will always have one of them.

Men's responsibilities and responsibilities?

He even had to artificially inseminate his own child to conceive, is he still a man?!

Is there a fertility disorder?

Zhong Wenhao smiled hideously, Huo Ran smashed the wine glass to the ground, and staggered to find Hou Ling.

The sound of water in the bathroom is loud, and the woman's back is reflected in the steamy frosted glass. Zhong Wenhao licked his lips and slammed open the glass door and broke in.

Here, Hou Ling tidied up her things, climbed down from the attic, and found that Zhong Wenhao, who was supposed to be drinking in the living room, was gone, but his shoes were still there at the entrance. Suspicious in her heart, she followed her room, and as soon as she pushed the door open, a strong aura of love hit her face.

On the bed, Zhong Wenhao was sweating like rain.

"Zhong Wenhao, you're crazy!" Hou Ling rushed over with an ugly expression and dragged Zhong Wenhao off the bed.

Zhong Wenhao fell on the carpet and looked at Hou Ling who suddenly appeared, looking very confused.

Hou Ling shook her hand and gave Zhong Wenhao a slap: "Are you sober now?!"

Where was Zhong Wenhao slapped him, covering his face and glaring at Hou Ling viciously, but his eyes caught a glimpse of another strange woman on the bed at this time, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Why don't you get out of here, wait for the girl to sue you for being strong?!" Hou Ling blocked Zhong Wenhao's gaze and resisted the urge to slap him again.

Zhong Wenhao's face turned pale, he got up from the ground in a panic, picked up his clothes and ran out.

Hou Ling turned her head.

The little girl on the bed had tears in the corners of her eyes, her eyes were completely out of focus, she was lying upright, her whole body was ravaged with blue and red, and the whole person looked like a lifeless doll, still maintaining the humiliating posture when she was invaded by Zhong Wenhao.

Hou Ling couldn't bear to look at her directly, so she covered her with a quilt first, and didn't know how to clean up the mess for Zhong Wenhao with a headache.

There was a heavy "bang" from the security door outside at this time, and you don't have to think about it to know that it was Zhong Wenhao who fled in the wilderness.

"Son of a bitch!" Hou Ling quenched in disgust, thought for a moment, felt that it was still necessary to tell the person about it, and went to call with a solemn expression.

***

Returning to the Zhong Mansion again, Tong Qiangqiang enjoyed a completely different treatment from the past.

Because the first three months are particularly important, Zhu Jinhua ordered Tong Qiangqiang to give birth to the baby and not let her interfere in family chores anymore. Fortunately, Tong Qiangqiang still has a graduation thesis to write, so he will not be idle and panic.

But Zhu Jinhua was worried that she was overusing her eyes and being injured by computer radiation, so Ah Hua asked Ah Hua to accompany Tong Qiangqiang every step of the way and remind her at any time.

Zhong Wenhao naturally lived back in Zhong's house together, went to the company during the day, and would inevitably arrive home before dinner. But even so, the private relationship between Tong Qiangqiang and Zhong Wenhao can only be said to be respectful.

For three whole months, Tong Qiangqiang barely stepped out of the door of the Zhong family. It wasn't until he went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup and confirmed that the placenta was stable and the fetus was healthy, that Zhu Jinhua relaxed his captivity for Tong Qiangqiang.

The next day after relaxing, Tong Qiangqiang went to the school to see Professor Zhou, who had urged her many times.

In Professor Zhou's office, Tong Qiangqiang also saw his senior brother An Jinghong again.

After the revision of the paper, An Jinghong invited Tong Qiangqiang to dinner together.

Seeing Tong Qiangqiang's hesitation, An Jinghong reminded her: "There won't be anything important, right? You promised me last time, and you will be invited next time. It's been a long time, and if you don't say yes, I'm afraid it will be a thank-you banquet at graduation. ”

Tong Qiangqiang's face was embarrassed, and he knew that he couldn't refuse anymore, so he could only nod and agree.

After asking Tong Qiangqiang's taste, An Jinghong chose a nearby Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine.

No, as soon as the two of them sat down, they hadn't even opened the menu, An Jinghong answered the phone,

Then he said apologetically to Tong Qiangqiang: "I'm sorry, I'll invite you next time." Something happened to my sister and I have to leave now. ”

His complexion was very unsightly, and the matter seemed to be particularly important. Tong Qiangqiang didn't dare to delay him, and nodded again and again: "It's okay for me, you go quickly!"

An Jinghong looked solemn, grabbed his coat and left.

She was the only one left, and Tong Qiangqiang naturally didn't stay. When I walked out of the restaurant, I saw that it was a fine day, and I don't know when it was pouring rain.

This section of the road is not easy to take a taxi, but it is raining again. Tong Qiangqiang could only call home and bother the driver at home to pick her up.

The rain became heavier and heavier, as if it would never stop, and the sky grew darker and darker, and occasionally a flash of lightning flashed. Tong Qiangqiang waited for a long time, but did not wait for the driver, but waited for Zhu Jinhua's call.

"Qiangqiang, the rain is too heavy, there is a section of Tianhong Road that has a landslide blocking the road, the car can't pass, and there is no other road to detour. ”

"What should I do then?" Tong Qiangqiang was anxious. Can't she go home tonight? Because she only came to school, she didn't bring much money with her when she went out, and she didn't even have enough money to stay in a hotel, right?

"Your uncle's apartment is near there, and I've already said hello to him and asked you to spend the night today. He's going to pick you up right away. Zhu Jinhua said and did not forget to remind: "Be careful not to catch a cold in the rain and wind!"

Tong Qiangqiang responded in a daze, his thoughts had already become a mess when Zhu Jinhua mentioned Han Lie's name.

In the past three months, although she has stayed back in the Zhong Mansion, she has only met Han Lie twice. Once at the door of the study, he nodded at her in response to her greetings, with a dignified and detached attitude, and the second time it was just the back of her seeing him leave the bell house in a hurry.

He is indeed very busy now - under the pressure of Zhong Yuanshan, he still entered the Zhong family.

Tong Qiangqiang learned about Han Lie's whereabouts from the conversation between Zhong Yuanshan and Zhong Wenhao at the usual dinner table, and almost every time he heard his news, he was in a different place.

Sometimes it's him and Zhong Jie together, but more often it's just him.

Beijing, Shanghai, Hong Kong, South Korea, or other European and American countries.

Business trips, inspections, business negotiations, continuous rotation.

Tong Qiangqiang remembered that neither Zhong Wenhao nor Zhong Jie seemed to go around so often. She doesn't know much about the work schedule of the big group, but she feels as if Han Liejin's role in the Zhong family is to "run errands" for the Zhong family.

After thinking about it, a familiar silver Land Rover passed through the rain curtain and stopped in front of Tong Qiangqiang.