Liu Dingli was silent for a while, racking his brains to reorganize the language function, for fear that he had misinterpreted Han Jiazhi's meaning.

He asked tentatively, "...... You...... Was it just swearing? ”

"Literally." Han Jiazhi impatiently threw four words to Liu Dingli.

Liu Dingli was still not sure if he understood what he meant, so he could only continue to say tentatively: "So, you were really just scolding him just now?" ”

Han Jiazhi said disdainfully: "Tsk, I finally know why you didn't even fail the Chinese test." ”

Speaking of results, Liu Dingli suddenly became angry. He has played with Han Jiazhi since he was a child, he clubs, and Han Jiazhi also clubs; He drank, and Han Jiazhi also drank; He skipped school, and Han Jiazhi also skipped school.

But why did Han Jiazhi take the first grade in the exam, but he got the bottom of the grade?

What's the problem?

Liu Dingli racked his brains and pondered for more than ten years, but it is still an unsolved mystery.

Han Jiazhi's gaze fell on the window, she looked at the blue sky outside, but her thoughts drifted back to more than ten years ago. When she first met Du Zhiqian, he was not yet ten years old.

He looks very delicate, and when he focuses on one thing, he looks like a noble Central European aristocrat in an oil painting.

"He has a particularly beautiful pair of peach blossom eyes, but his eyes are so gloomy that they make people's hairs stand on end, which is not the eyes of a child who is not yet ten years old."

Han Jiazhi thinks back now, his memory is very vague, but the fear at that time has been haunting his heart and cannot be dispersed for a long time.

She remembers that after she returned, she had the same nightmare for days on end.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are like the sickle of death, staring at her fiercely in her dreams. No matter where she ran or hid, she couldn't escape his eyes. That feeling of maggots attached to the bones and shadows always scared her to wake up in the middle of the night.

Hearing Han Jiazhi's answer, Liu Dingli tried to imagine the scene and picture at that time, but he still couldn't empathize with it.

How terrifying can a child under the age of ten be? It's nothing more than some psychological cues.

It's like a horror movie he didn't watch when he was a child, and when he grew up and watched it again, he found that it was actually just that scary. It's just that when he was a child, he felt very scary, and as he grew older, his courage and insight also increased.

The horror film that haunted him, in fact, the special effects and makeup skills were very poor, and the plot was also very boring. But if he doesn't muster up the courage to take it out and watch it again, this film will become a nightmare for his whole life.

Now Han Jiazhi's attitude towards Du Zhiqian is the same as that horror movie he faced.

But could he say that? Of course not! Han Jiazhi will definitely break his other hand!!

So Liu Dingli could only pretend that he could understand this kind of mood, and said with empathy: "I can understand it too well, this kind of person is very scary." ”

Han Jiazhi glanced at Liu Dingli and asked suspiciously, "Can you really understand?" ”

"Of course, but it's ......" Liu Dingli said suddenly: "That's all when I was a child, who didn't have a secondary second disease when he was a child." Look at the current Du Zhiqian, a talented and personable, let me tell you, this kind of male ...... Ay! I'm not done yet! ”

Han Jiazhi was too lazy to listen to Liu Dingli running the train with her mouth full, she must be crazy to tell Liu Dingli these things.

She grabbed her phone, took her bag, and stood up and left without looking back.

When he walked to the door, Han Jiazhi suddenly turned around and said to Liu Dingli: "If this matter is too big, or if the explanation is not clear, I will definitely let you stay in this ward for the rest of your life, and I will also slap your jaw crooked." When the time comes, you don't even have to talk, you even have a problem eating. ”

After speaking, Han Jiazhi simply walked away neatly.

Liu Dingli, who was on the hospital bed, shouted at Han Jiazhi's back with his throat: "Hey! Han Jiazhi! Can you be reasonable, what's my business? It was your mobile phone that slid to Du Zhiqian, and it was Du Zhiqian himself who misunderstood, it has nothing to do with me! Han Jiazhi!! ”

Han Jiazhi was so disturbed by Liu Dingli that he didn't bother to pay attention to Du Zhiqian. He can think whatever he wants, but when her boyfriend? No way!

Han Jiazhi, who returned home, was very unfortunate to meet his mother, Han Yan, who rarely came home.

As the strong woman Han Yan, the hostess of the Han family, Han Jiazhi can count the days when she is at home all year round.

Her daily itinerary is either in meetings or on the way to meetings. Spend more time sitting on an airplane than sitting on a couch at home.

Han Yan looks relatively ordinary, and can only be regarded as a Peugeot at most. In addition, he has been busy all year round and has not taken good care of his skin, and his face is relatively sallow and haggard.

Han Jiazhi's bewitching face now depends on her father.

Han Jiazhi still hasn't figured out what Han Yan thought at the beginning. Dead or alive wants to put her into his household registration and let himself follow her surname Han. After Han Jiazhi was born, he was also fighting with his father for his education and financial power.

What's the use of grabbing it? It's not that Han Jia is left to fend for himself at home.

Thinking of the fact that she deducted her pocket money, Han Jiazhi pretended not to see her, threw the schoolbag in her aunt's hand, and turned to go upstairs.

"Come here."

Before Han Jiazhi could walk a few stairs, he was stopped by Han Yan who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"I'm annoyed." Han Jiazhi gritted his teeth and muttered, and finally stubbornly walked to the living room in submission.

Han Yan put down the documents in her hand, took off her gold-rimmed anti-myopia glasses, and rubbed her temples tiredly.

Han Jiazhi sat on the sofa on the other side, with her legs folded, looking like a hanger, which made Han Yan have an even more headache.

"Where did you go yesterday? Covered with the smell of alcohol, he also skipped a day's class. Han Yan's voice was soft, but with a majesty that could not be refused, as if asking an employee who was absent from work.

There is only the strictness of superiors to subordinates in demeanor and words, and there is no family affection at all.

Han Jiazhi leaned back on the sofa and wore a school uniform, but he was not a student. She replied indifferently: "Someone has deducted my pocket money, and I am in a bad mood, so of course I have to vent it." ”

Han Yan frowned, raised her eyes to look at her unsuccessful daughter, and reprimanded: "Just because of a little pocket money? Han Jiazhi, how old are you? There has to be a degree of naivety. ”

Han Jiazhi said sarcastically: "Yes, it's just a little pocket money, and some capitalists have to deduct it from it." ”

"I'm just deducting your extravagant expenses, and if I were really the capitalist you call it, I wouldn't have deducted a little more. The membership fee of your horse farm, the tuition fee of the martial arts hall, and the cost of the shooting hall all add up, and I can deduct you without getting a penny. ”

Han Yan listed Han Jiazhi's expenses one by one, which were all things she thought were a waste of time.

"Less energy on unnecessary things, with this time, it is better to make more friends, expand your network, and change your shallow insight like a village woman. Don't forget, you're going to inherit the Han and Zheng clans in the future. ”