"I, I...... Ah-" Hu Xiaoting exclaimed, coquettishly panting and refuting himself again and again, "How can I throw any flattery?

"Phew!" Zhong Jie smacked fiercely, his tone was both annoyed and disdainful: "What brother! If it weren't for the old man's face, where would I give him the opportunity to step into here?"

"Wild seed, what's going on?" Hu Xiaoting wondered: "Where did he come from?" I have been in your Zhong family for several years, and I know this person for the first time. ”

"What? If you had known, you would have wanted to marry him?" Zhong Jie asked unhappily.

Hu Xiaoting hurriedly cleared up: "What nonsense!"

Zhong Jie snorted coldly, and then answered Hu Xiaoting's question: "The old man was amorous in his early years, and there were countless women who slept with him, and every day someone led his children to come to the door to recognize his relatives. In the end, whether it was the Zhong family's species or not, all of them were disposed of by my mother, and the old man never said a word. Only once—"

He paused suddenly, and his voice instantly darkened: "Only once, the old man personally brought back a young woman with a big belly." ”

"That woman is Han Lie's mother?" Hu Xiaoting couldn't help but be curious.

Zhong Jie didn't say yes or no, but continued to tell: "My mother and the old man had a big fight. But the woman stayed. Lived in the annex building. ”

"The annex building, you said the annex building to the west?" Hu Xiaoting's tone contained surprise.

Tong Qiangqiang understood what Hu Xiaoting was unexpected.

The Bell House is located in a garden, and in addition to the main building where they now live, there is an annex building to the west rear, but it was sealed after it was destroyed by fire ten years ago.

It was in that fire that her father lost his life in order to rescue Mr. Zhong who was trapped in the fire, and Mr. Zhong has been in a wheelchair ever since.

"But since that woman was left behind by the old man, how can there be such a thing as Han Lie recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors?"

Hu Xiaoting's question is also Tong Qiangqiang's question.

She approached two minutes and pressed her ear to the door so she could hear better.

But listening to Zhong Jie's tone, it was full of ridicule: "My mother wants to do a paternity test for the child." The woman probably had a weak heart and fled overnight. ”

"Ah, so Han Lie is not the old man's biological son, so why ...... now" Hu Xiaoting figured out the logical inconsistencies.

Zhong Jie gritted his teeth hatefully: "The old man is old, his body is not good, and his brain is confused. ”

He didn't even call "old man" anymore, and directly called "old man" disrespectfully.

Hu Xiaoting decided that Zhong Jie was souring Han Lie, and chuckled: "What if your brain is confused? This family is not the old man's final say? He wants Han Lie to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, what can you do to stop it? Ahhh

Zhong Jie said viciously: "I can't do it, I'll let you know what I'm capable of now!"

Immediately afterwards, Hu Xiaoting shouted that he wanted to die or live, Tong Qiangqiang endured his shyness and listened to the foot of the wall for a few more moments, and made sure that the two of them did not talk about anything valuable, so he hurried back to the bedroom.

As soon as I tiptoed to close the door, I suddenly heard a cold question from behind me: "Where are you?"

Her mind was still digesting the information she had just overheard, and her heart was beating out in shock. Turning his head to see Zhong Wenhao turn on the bedside lamp and sit up from the bed, looking at her with a frown, Tong Qiangqiang blurted out without thinking: "Drink water when you are thirsty!" (噫...... This line seems to belong to Han Lie...... ）

Zhong Wenhao stared suspiciously at the milk in Tong Qiangqiang's hand.

Tong Qiangqiang's hand trembled, and he deliberately handed the milk in the direction of Zhong Wenhao: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhong Wenhao rolled Tong Qiangqiang's eyes, put on an expression of being too lazy to take care of her, and continued to sleep on his own.

Tong Qiangqiang withdrew his hand, thought for a moment, put the milk on the bedside table, and lay back on the bed, turning off the light.

Well, you can't drink milk on an empty stomach......

The next day, Tong Qiangqiang got up on time at six o'clock.

has lived in Zhong Zhai for more than ten years, she never dares to sleep lazy, and she must get up earlier than Zhu Jinhua every day, in case Zhu Jinhua has something to "mention" her at any time. Even if she has moved out with Zhong Wenhao now, she occasionally spends the night in Zhong's house, but she does not forget this detail, for fear of being criticized by Zhu Jinhua.

The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of pastries, Tong Qiangqiang gave the kitchen ladies a while, and Zhu Jinhua also got up to take charge of the overall situation, and sent Tong Qiangqiang to pick two fresh carnations.

Tong Qiangqiang came to the back garden, walked towards the area where carnations were planted skillfully, and Leng Buding found it in front of the flower garden...... Han Lie.

The rising sun in the east was warm, shining on his body, plated with a faint golden light. He stood with his back to her with his back to her with one hand hanging naturally to his leg and the other in his trouser pocket, his straight back faintly revealing a bit of a trained military posture.

I don't know what he was looking at, he didn't seem to notice her footsteps. But he was in the middle of the road, Tong Qiangqiang hesitated to ask him to move, and when he looked at his gaze, he was stunned.

To the west, sparse branches of trees sway in the wind, revealing a two-story building.

It is the annex building of the Zhong Mansion that has been abandoned for ten years.

Tong Qiangqiang's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and some sporadic pictures flashed in front of him in a trance.

Pitch dark night. Red fire. Messy footsteps. Cries of grief.

Memories of that night are blurry. It was only later that she was told that she happened to have chickenpox that day, and her father couldn't let go of his work and couldn't let go of his heart to leave her alone at home and no one to take care of her, so he took her into the Zhong family's maid's room to live together.

It turned out to be the fire.

The thought of her father's death made her heart ach dullly.

Tong Qiangqiang took two deep breaths, suppressed his thoughts, and bumped into Han Lie's dark eyes when he raised his eyes.

"Little, uncle. She thinks that she doesn't match this uncle's magnetic field, otherwise why would she be unconsciously nervous every time she meets him?

Han Lie squinted slightly, his face pale, "What are you doing here?!"

His tone was clearly mixed with displeasure, and Tong Qiangqiang even heard the suspicion of questioning from it, as if she had broken through him or something good.

Even if I beat him twice as a villain, I have never seen him with such an attitude. Inexplicably, Tong Qiangqiang didn't know where he had offended him, and he couldn't help but feel blocked in his heart—shouldn't she ask him this sentence? Early in the morning, he stood silently in the garden, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle and pretending to be melancholy?

"Uncle Lao moved a step to make way. ”

She has always been a soft bun in the Zhong family, but now she suddenly can't control her temper.

And Han Lie probably didn't expect her to rush like this, he was stunned for a second, and smiled suddenly, "Your needle eye is good?"

The jumping thinking, the bull's head does not match the horse's mouth, but it plays a good role in easing the atmosphere. Tong Qiangqiang subconsciously raised his arm and touched his right eye with his finger - when he got up in the morning and looked in the mirror, he did find that the stye had faded, as silent as when he was long.

"Well, okay. Tong Qiangqiang replied sullenly, his tone returning to normal.

Han Lie also asked again in his usual tone, "What are you doing here?"

"My mother-in-law asked me to pick the carnations. Tong Qiangqiang didn't dare to face Han Lie squarely, and he was annoyed that he was angry with his elders just now.

Seeing that Han Lie had already moved out of the way, she quickly walked past him, and the moment she passed by, she smelled a tobacco-like smell from him.

It is very faint, and mixed with his breath, and it is not easy to detect it if it is not close to him. But he couldn't escape Tong Qiangqiang's nose.

It's not because of her dognose. It seems that the root of the trachea fell when she was a baby, which caused her to be oversensitive to the smell of smoke, and she could cough at the slightest loss.

Strange thing, this was the second time she had smelled this smell on Han Lie, but she hadn't coughed.

Isn't it smoke?

Tong Qiang turned his head suspiciously and glanced at Han Lie, never thinking that Han Lie was still in place, and he was also looking at her.

The gaze is a little deep, a little complicated, as if the future has time to be retracted, and it happens to be captured by her.

Tong Qiangqiang couldn't help but be stunned.

However, when she blinked, there was nothing, only the eyes of ordinary elders looking at the juniors, smiling at her, and walking back.

Illusion?

Tong Qiangqiang pursed his lips and put aside his doubts.

Although it is not a vigorous flowering period, the flowers are still blooming very well because of the specially hired florist cultivation. The petals are fresh and tender, and the dew on the flowers and leaves is still there.

Tong Qiangqiang mainly picked up pink and light yellow and went back to his life.

Zhu Jinhua is still doing scheduling in the kitchen. Zhong Wenhao didn't know if he had gotten up, only Zhong Jie was sitting on the mahogany chair in the hall, reading the newspaper, Zhong Runing was sleepily hugging the nanny's neck, pouting and getting up.

Zhong Ruchen was full of energy, running around with his toy gun in style, and shooting "tuk tuk" in his mouth. The servant in charge of taking care of him was afraid that he would bump into him, so he nervously ran after him, and accidentally let Zhong Ruchen throw a "grenade" to hit it, and he had to pretend to be blown up, so he was very busy.

After sweeping around, he didn't see Han Lie's figure. Tong Qiangqiang licked his lips unconsciously, avoided the hard-hit area created by Zhong Ruchen, and went to the corner cabinet to get a vase to arrange flowers.

At this time, Hu Xiaoting slowly twisted his waist down the stairs, rubbed his temples, and supported his forehead, and complained in a whisper: "I didn't sleep well all night, I'm tired to death." ”

Zhong Jie raised his head from the newspaper and glanced at Hu Xiaoting when he heard this. Hu Xiaoting immediately glared back at Zhong Jie, so charming. Zhong Jie laughed at a bunch of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Tong Qiangqiang's angle happened to take in the spring and autumn waves between their old husband and young wife, remembering the movement he heard outside their room door last night, he felt a little uncomfortable, and picked up the vase with flowers and sent it to the dining table to set it up.

"Hey, Qiangqiang, just right, pour me a glass of juice on the table first. I'll make up for a dimensional C~" As he spoke, Hu Xiaoting sat next to Zhong Jie softly, looking at the small mirror he was carrying.

Tong Qiangqiang didn't care too much, "oh", poured a glass of apple juice and sent it to Hu Xiaoting.

Hu Xiaoting glanced at the liquid in the cup, didn't take it, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you have long ears?" I said that I want to supplement vitamin C, why don't you pour me orange juice?"