When he came to the bathroom, He Beichen couldn't hold back, he was very uncomfortable, and he had an urge to cry. But he knew no, he was not a fragile person, not to mention that tears were shed because of Ze Zhixun's few reprimands, it was really useless, and the young man tried hard to suppress it, allowing those crystal liquids to keep swirling in his eyes.

He picked up the mop, soaked it in the bucket in the bathroom, and then lifted it up again. The water on the mop was dripping down, but He Beichen was really in no mood to squeeze it dry. At this time, he could faintly hear his mother's laughter in the dining room, and then Ze Zhixun's disgusting voice, "Lanlan, how is it, it tastes good." If I'm not mistaken, this is your favorite dish when you go to school. He Beichen didn't look at him, he knew that the man's face must be smiling.

Actually, there is nothing in this, everyone should pursue their own happiness. And her mother's choice is obviously no problem for herself, after her mother and Ze Zhixun are together, He Beichen can obviously feel that she is a lot happier. But the mistake is that Beichen really can't get over this hurdle in his heart, maybe it's because he is too selfish. Thinking like this, the young man's heart couldn't help but feel better. If you can't accept it, you don't have to force yourself to do anything, now he is just an outsider in this family, and what he has to do is to mop the floor clean and leave with his bookcase.

Thinking like this, Beichen found that he had nothing to worry about, his time was naturally precious, and he didn't want to dwell on such a bad thing, and now such a painful state made him feel even more annoying, this is not like his He Beichen's style, even if the boy's shoulders were still in a sore state, he didn't leave himself more time to rest, simply, quickly, He Beichen walked outside the bathroom with a wet mop.

His appearance with such a hanging face attracted Ze Zhixun's attention, and the man couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in his hand, but he was still chewing pork chops in his mouth, so his voice sounded a little vague, "Who are you hanging your face to?" Dirty my floor, you're still reasonable, aren't you? "The more unreasonable Ze Zhixun is, the less He Beichen intends to deal with him. The young man was not surprised by Ze Zhixun's vicious attitude, he was silent, which can be regarded as a silent resistance. The mop in his hand did not stop, and the boy carefully wiped the stains on the floor, even if it was not so obvious, but Ze Zhixun picked bones in the eggs, and Beichen had no way at all. His silence caused Ze Zhixun to be full of disgust.

Seeing the young man biting his lip, he knew that he was still unconvinced, "I talked to you, did you hear me?" Really, I don't know who to show my face. Ze Zhixun became more and more annoyed, and he seemed to want to see He Beichen's angry appearance. But Bei Chen, who was standing in front of him at this moment, did not speak, neither obeying nor resisting, which even made Ze Zhixun feel a kind of powerlessness. He Beichen was so stubborn that Ze Zhixun didn't know how to attack him.

No matter how angry the man was, He Beichen still dragged the floor by himself, looking like he didn't care about himself, such an attitude made Ze Zhixun really unbearable, and the man stood up from the dining table suddenly. Seeing Ze Zhixun's angry behavior, Xie Lan panicked suddenly, and the woman's eyes were full of anxiety, "Zhixun, don't be angry Zhixun, calm down." Xie Lan said and tugged at her husband's sleeve. But it was too late, Ze Zhixun had already walked towards He Beichen who was standing in front of the foyer, and he didn't know how vicious to reprimand him with that posture.

But to the man's surprise, He Beichen was quite arrogant, the young man raised his head a little carelessly, and those eyes looked at him without avoiding the slightest, the eyes that should have been clear were mixed with a little disgust, maybe some complicated emotions, but there was no fear at all. This time, without waiting for Ze Zhixun to speak, He Beichen spoke first, "You don't need to look at me like this. He Beichen pursed his lips, his injured cheeks overflowing with disdain, "I'll mop your floor clean, and I'll leave." The young man's eyes widened, and he deliberately said the word "your" very seriously, even if the tone was very strong, but the young man's words were not out of proportion.

This actually made the tall man standing on the side speechless for a while, he didn't know when He Beichen became so hard, he was so stunned that Ze Zhixun couldn't speak for a while, after a long time, the man still had some angry looks, Ze Zhixun's thick eyebrows rose up again, "Okay, then you will clean me up." His voice raised a few more decibels, "If you can't drag it clean, you don't want to leave." The man was angry, but He Beichen didn't eat him at all. The young man was a serious and meticulous person, and the mop in his hand had obviously wiped the floor clean, and He Beichen thought that there was nothing wrong with him. Ze Zhixun wants to show him a look, but he He Beichen is not a bully, if a man touches his bottom line too much, not everyone can afford Beichen when he is angry.

"Alright." He Beichen said lightly, without looking at Ze Zhixun, he took the mop in his hand and walked towards the bathroom of the new house, the young man's movements were very slow, and he thought that there was no need to be nervous. But he is still too naïve, or rather, he still doesn't know Ze Zhixun's character well enough, even if he does it well, Ze Zhixun will always pick out the young man's fault. Therefore, Beichen had just turned around and had not walked a few steps, when the man's arrogant voice poured into his ears again, "He Beichen, come here, what do you see you dragging?" Can't you do such a small job? Ze Zhixun said that he had a nose and eyes, which made He Beichen really curious about what he had done wrong.

The young man turned around again, there was no anger in those deep eyes, it seemed that he didn't care what Ze Zhixun would say. It's just that he is really curious, what else will this man pick out, Ze Zhixun is looking for trouble, and He Beichen naturally won't take it to heart, "Say it." What's wrong? Where am I not doing well? The young man's tone is very peaceful, he has always been polite, he has always been a measured person, even if Ze Zhixun standing in front of him does not look like an elder, but He Beichen is just just the right amount of politeness.

"What's wrong? Look for yourself what you mop the ground. Ze Zhixun didn't take He Beichen's politeness in his eyes, in the man's heart, this hairy boy was just respectful to himself in Xie Lan's face, in essence, it was no different from acting on the spot. This is indeed the case, but so what, after all, He Beichen at this time is still willing to act, but Ze Zhixun doesn't know it at all. The man pointed to the newly laid floor of his house, which was really noble.

But He Beichen is not a good stubble, if he didn't do a good job, he might still feel weak, but now things are obviously not like this, he did his best to do it well, but the man standing in front of him was still counting his no, which really made He Beichen feel upset, "What do you mean?" Tell me, what's wrong with my land? There was a slight impatience in the young man's tone, if it weren't for Ze Zhixun being his legal father, he would have the urge to fight him.

"You still have the face to ask me." The man's whole face was cloudy, "Look at it, there's water on the floor, what are you dragging?" This time, Ze Zhixun was not wrong, under the illumination of the chandelier in the entrance hall, he could indeed see some water droplets on the floor. He Beichen moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something. The young man's eyes were fixed on the piece of floor, and He Beichen would never have thought that a man would make a big fuss about the water stains on the floor, "Hmm." Bei Chen's tone was a little calmer, "I mopped the floor very clean, just a few watermarks, and it will dry after a while." The young man's words were very light, he didn't want to entangle with Ze Zhixun anymore, so he simply trivialized. However, the man standing in front of him didn't think so.

Ze Zhixun's tone was even more powerful and irresistible, "Go, take a dry rag and wipe it clean for me." The man's words were very hard, but in He Beichen's eyes, it was just a superfluous move, and the young man couldn't help but sigh, trying to calm himself down, "I don't think there's a need for this, after a while, the floor will dry by itself." His high face was overflowing with disdain, He Beichen really couldn't understand, what was Ze Zhixun trying to toss himself so much, for that kind of heartfelt pleasure?

Seeing He Beichen's indifferent look, Xie Lan was very anxious, as a wife, she naturally didn't want to make her husband angry. But the woman forgot that she was also a mother, but at this time she didn't care about Beichen's feelings, she just blindly flattered Ze Zhixun, and naturally she didn't want to eat this meal, and the little pork chop on the plate was bitten by the woman and left there, "Beichen, how did you talk to your father." Xie Lan couldn't help but raise his voice to a higher level as he spoke, "He asked you to wipe it, you just wiped it, and you were still stunned what to do there." Her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was very dissatisfied with He Beichen's state.

"How did you talk to my dad?" The young man repeated Xie Lan's words in his mouth, he was obviously a little angry, and then his eyes were a little red, "I said, I won't recognize this father." He Beichen's tone was very decisive, but it was true, no matter what, he just couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, "Besides, why do you want me to wipe it, the floor will dry by itself in two minutes." Bei Chen roared angrily, as if he had used all the strength of his body, and he was like a wounded little beast at this time.

But He Beichen's approach obviously made Xie Lan particularly faceless, and looking at her husband's face full of anger, it seemed that the woman had to do something to alleviate this impasse. Xie Lan bit her lip, and in the next second, she walked from the bathroom of the new house. After a while, Xie Lan walked out, and the white hand naturally held a dry rag, He Beichen naturally understood what his mother meant, but her actions in the next second were still enough to chill the young man's heart.

At that moment, Xie Lan didn't care about any emotion, and threw the dry rag in his hand on He Beichen's face. The boy didn't dodge or pick it up, but he felt a slight pain when the rag touched the boy's injured cheek. But then the dry rag that had been thrown in the face fell to the floor.

He Beichen didn't have the slightest expression on his face, he was still standing upright, and there was an indescribable stubbornness in his shining eyes.