That night, Wang Chengyou sat on the bay window with great sadness.

It's just the second floor, so there's no problem jumping off. However, the back door of the garden has been replaced with a new combination lock. He had already asked Zhang's mother, and Zhang's mother said that she didn't know the password.

Sure enough, he is the boss of the group who manages thousands of people under his hands, and if he doesn't do it, he won't do it, and once he does it, he will have no last resort. His tender ginger, where can he fight back. After being placed under house arrest without warning, he scrapped the agreement and was confined for three days.

When he left the house 3 days later, the daylilies were cold. The volunteer has already been filled in. Even if his father fulfilled the contract and promised him to choose his own school, without his continued lobbying, would Mo Yan choose a private university? If he can't be in the same city, why shouldn't he have lost half of his previous efforts?

Alas, I can only sigh deeply: people are not as good as the sky, and the sky is not as good as his father.

His memory is so good that he will not give birth out of thin air The statute of limitations of "not being able to step into Wang's family to cross Mo Yan's house" ends after the college entrance examination is over; must have been induced to sign this agreement, and his father revealed it to him openly and secretly in his words. And he, damn it, didn't even read every clause carefully when he signed it. After being grounded, I looked back at the agreement, only to find that "I can't step into Wang's family to cross Mo Yan's house" is an eternal clause with no time limit.

Unless, he agrees to go to Stanford, the agreement will automatically take effect.

I regret not being at the beginning. Wang Chengyou, who was sitting on the bay window, left a sigh of remorse.

The next day, no matter how low someone's mood was, the sun rose brightly as usual.

The most annoying thing is that this is a single-week weekend, and it is the last weekend before the king flies to Harvard.

Wang Chengyou had black circles under his eyes, and he went downstairs like a zombie step by step, and he was extremely decadent. In the gorgeous living room downstairs, there was a high-spirited young man, who was the king style that Wang Chengyou didn't want to see at this moment.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

As soon as Mi Zhi turned around, he saw that it had only been a night, and he was like a son who had lost a lot of weight, and the whole person couldn't help but be stunned. Wang Chen's eyebrows sank, and his face darkened by two points.

Mi Zhi was so sensitive that when she found that her husband was unhappy, she immediately took pity on her husband and pretended not to notice anything unusual about Wang Chengyou.

Wang Zhifeng secretly glanced at Wang Chengyou in surprise, and was very puzzled. Little Spicy Chicken obviously took a college entrance examination score that was enough to raise his eyebrows, how could he seem to be sick! Could it be that he insisted on refusing to go to Stanford and his father was determined to send him out?

It is inconvenient to ask, and Wang Zhifeng, like Mi Zhi, ignores Wang Chengyou's abnormality.

Wang Chengyou tried to straighten his back and put his hands on his knees. He warned himself that his inner irritability should not be revealed in front of them, otherwise, they would really win.

Sit-in silently, just listening.

His eyes were fixed somewhere in the void, and he didn't notice the unconcealable surprise on the faces of the other housekeepers when they saw him.

Zhang's mother came over to add tea and pour water, and broke a cup by mistake. This had never happened to her before.

Wang Chen glared at her sternly. Losing his temper because of a mistake in housekeeping has never happened to him. But at the moment of staring, the nameless karmic fire in his chest couldn't be suppressed.

Zhang's mother shook her hands, and tears fell down her eyes. Her gaze didn't dare to slant on Wang Chengyou's face again.

Michel quickly and secretly wiped the corner of her eye, pretending that everything was normal: "Okay." Mom Zhang, go down. You'er, if you're tired, go back to your room. ”

Zhang's mother retreated behind the sofa, waiting for Wang Chengyou to stand up and help him back to the room. But Wang Chengyou didn't move.

"Bang!" Wang Chen flicked angrily, and the hot water cup with the lid fell on the carpet, making a muffled sound, "Dissatisfied with your intentions, do you throw your face to show Lao Tzu?" After saying that, he left the scene angrily.

It wasn't until his figure was obscured by the slowly closing elevator door that Mi Zhi turned around and smiled apologetically at Wang Zhifeng: "Let you see you laugh." ”

Wang Zhifeng immediately got up: "Don't dare." I ......" he pointed outside the room, and before he could finish his sentence, the man had already taken several steps away from the couch. Now is not the time to pretend to be stupid and sit on the sidelines to watch the jokes, Wang Zhifeng very familiarly avoided the porch outside the main house to make room for the mother and son. This can be regarded as his reward for the two large suitcases of high-quality clothes and daily necessities that Mi Zhi gave him.

Mi Zhi walked to Wang Chengyou's side and leaned over to hold his white and yellow face: "Look at you!" My heart is going to break! ”

Wang Chengyou smiled helplessly. Why did he provoke his father again? Yesterday, he could still know that he went to Mo Yan's house in violation of the law, but today he didn't understand why!

"Do you want my life?" Michelmo rubbed his face, tears flowing into a stream.

Practice yourself?

Wang Chengyou's heart was dull. Where does this begin? He just sat on the bay window for a while longer, but he didn't expect to fall asleep, and woke up to find that it was just early in the morning. That's not a good practice, is it?

If there's anything different from today, it's just that I haven't washed my face. Frustrated, I saw that it was almost breakfast time, and went out and went downstairs. If you don't wash your face, you can't do it, right?

"Mom......" Wang Chengyou wanted to ask his mother what you were talking about, and his heart throbbed, so he had to stop.

"What do you want? I've spelled this face and helped you go! Mi Zhi wiped away her tears and choked up.

Wang Chengyou laughed dryly. Can he really speak? If he speaks, he will be answered, and someone doesn't have to go to the trouble of arranging black short sleeves, confiscating the maid's mobile phone, disconnecting the Internet, and changing the lock. It clearly took effort to block all the back roads, and when he opened his mouth, his attitude suddenly changed, and the door was wide open?

That's too much to take the president's father as a parent.

Wang Chengyou shook his head at his mother. I didn't want to sigh, but a breath welled up in my chest, and I got out of my mouth uncontrollably.

The deep sigh made Mi Zhi more and more unable to control himself, and he covered his mouth and cried: "I, I shouldn't have told you so much yesterday. It's my greed, and it shouldn't be your pressure. God! My sin does not deserve to be borne by my son! ”

She cried so loudly that Zhang's mother was so frightened that she looked straight at the elevator: "Good wife, hurry up and be quiet!" Don't add fuel to the fire. ”

Mi Zhi bit her lip and stopped, but her tears couldn't stop: "Mom Zhang, Mom Zhang, get him something to eat." Bird's nest, ejiao or ginseng? ”

Wang Chengyou waved his hand, and his mother always made a big fuss. He just sleeps for a while.

Originally, he wanted to get up and go back to the bedroom. But somehow, there was a sudden pain in my chest, and my heart was pounding as if I was about to break out of my chest. I don't know if he stood up and shook a little, or if he didn't stand up at all, he just felt that the furniture and people in front of him suddenly moved......

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