Li Ziqi said that he hoped that Bai Yu would live, but that didn't mean he could live.

When Ziqi found out that Bai Yu was taken to the Washington villa by the Hua sisters and brothers, he calculated the time and called.

He wanted to hear the sad news that Bai Yu had died.

When Bai Yu's low and slightly hoarse voice came through the earpiece, Ziqi heard the clamor of resentment in his heart. He really wanted Bai Yu to die.

With a bang, the earpiece was smashed on the phone!

The hand of the person outside the door who wanted to knock on the door stopped at the sudden noise, and he glanced at the butler holding a kimono behind him. The housekeeper didn't know why.

"Young master," cried the butler, "the gentleman is here." ”

The young man who was lying on his back with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw Li Wenhao standing at the head of the bed, a trace of chill flashed in his eyes.

Li Wenhao's face has been reassembled by what he heard from Revlon and Little Cabbage. One by one, like a raging storm, it was hard for him to breathe.

Stooge, he's the top lackey of the Japanese!

Ziqi climbed out of bed, but froze there, so stiff that he couldn't even do something as simple as pulling a laugh.

Li Wenhao looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand and patted his face, "Am I so terrible?" ”

Ziji jerked his face away, avoiding his hand.

Li Wenhao was stunned, but he didn't care. He sat on the couch and crossed his legs. The housekeeper has already put the kimono in front of the child.

"About the dinner party the day after tomorrow, I thought about it, it's better for you to wear a kimono, after all, the guests are ......"

"I'm not going," Ziqi said coldly.

Li Wenhao knew about his oath of sovereignty on the street, "Because Miss Hua? ”

Ziqi finally looked up at his father, and there was a perseverance and determination in his eyes that Li Wenhao had never seen before.

"If I say yes, what will my father do to her?"

Li Wenhao had a bad premonition, but he was still very calm, "What can be done?" I'm a tea seller, can I still get along with the daughters of big families in Shanghai? ”

I have taken you for a father, but you have taken me for a fool. Knowing things about each other, like this, it's very boring.

Ziqi said lightly, "I want to rest, and I ask my father to leave." ”

Li Wenhao didn't expect him to give such a blatant eviction order, in front of the housekeeper, for a while, he felt the pain of his face being torn off.

The butler didn't expect it, and when he saw this, he immediately bowed down and withdrew.

"You have to be there for the dinner the day after tomorrow."

"I said, don't go!"

Li Wenhao clasped the handrail and forcibly suppressed the incoming anger little by little, "You have to go." ”

"Then my father will be disappointed."

That relaxed, fearless, and strongly provocative tone completely angered Li Wenhao. He picked up the bottle he had and slammed it on the floor with all his strength.

"If you don't go, you will get out of here!"

Ziqi continued, "Get out." ”

Still so relaxed and meaningless, Li Wenhao stared at him in surprise.

Ziqi looked up at the ceiling and said softly, "I will never be a lackey of the Japanese." ”

Before the words fell, Li Wenhao, who couldn't bear it, raised his hand and slapped Ziqi fiercely. At that moment, the child had a hallucination, as if the trembling caused by the powerful palm power was as far away as the sky.

"Sir," the butler who had been guarding the door hurriedly ran in, looked at Li Wenhao, and then looked at the young master who was fanned down to the floor. Finally, he bent down to help the child. But the sub-period broke away from him.

The child got up and licked the salty liquid at the corner of his mouth. He actually smiled, and suddenly frowned again, and forced himself to spew out the sourness.

There was the sound of climbing the stairs outside the door, and after a while, the secretary knocked on the door and entered. He heard Li Wenhao's voice downstairs.

"Something?" Li Wenhao asked in a rough voice.

Secretary Lin brought bad news, and he knew that now was not the time to say bad news, at least not in front of the sub-period.

The child's face soon swelled, and the reddened skin became more and more oozing under the warm yellow light. Li Wenhao didn't say anything, his face was black, and he turned around and left.

After returning home, Li Wenhao received a call from the housekeeper. He said that he ran away from home during his childhood. He didn't stop.

Li Wenhao didn't speak for a while, and stood beside the talkie-talkie with a stiff body. Lin Zhuo stood aside, he was waiting for Li Wenhao's order. Just now, he told Li Wenhao that in view of the sudden change in Wei Jing's attitude towards Bai Yu, they must also come up with corresponding countermeasures in order to seize the opportunity.

"Sir?" Lin Zhuo called tentatively.

Li Wenhao's face was like ashes, as if his soul had been drained. Lin Zhuo hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help him to the sofa. But as soon as he touched Li Wenhao's arm, Li Wenhao's fat body suddenly scattered like a block that had been pulled out.

"Sir!" Lin Zhuo supported Li Wenhao's body and shouted outside the door, "Doctor, get the doctor." ”

Li Wenhao woke up slowly, he spent five seconds to recall the break with the child, and it took five seconds to figure out the appeal of the person guarding the bedside.

He moved his mouth and said to Lin Zhuo, "Find Bai Yu and kill him!" ”

……

Autumn dyed branches, dead leaves and remnants.

Ziji leaned against the wall and looked at the crumbling dead leaves. He sighed, his already calmed emotions caused his body to be extremely sensitive. He couldn't help but clench his arms, cough, it's so cold!

Uncle Li would definitely send someone to find him, but Ziqi ran so fast that he didn't know where he was now.

The fear of being free from his father's protection soon set in, and he regretted it a little.

Ziqi squatted in the corner, his face buried between his arms, but when he touched his swollen cheeks, he snorted in pain.

The glare of the car headlights drove straight at him, and Ziqi didn't move, he raised his hand to block his eyes.

A man walked in front of him, he walked with his hands in his pockets, his backlight, slow and methodical, and his whole body exuded the nobility of the son of the family.

Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, it is better to see Xuanlang than to see Erbamen.

"I thought I was wrong." Xuan Lang smiled.

"I'm glad I read that right." The child also laughed.

If it was a twenty-eight man, the child period might have killed him.

"How?" Xuan Lang looked at the dilapidated alleyway, and then at the panic of the person in front of him, "Role playing? ”

Ziqi didn't want him to know, so he asked rhetorically, "Are you interested?" ”

"Yes," Xuan Lang laughed twice, "but at this time, it's best to have wine to cheer up." ”

Xuan Lang opened the car door for him, "I recently received a bottle of good wine, I hid the villa, walking?" ”

Xuan Lang had just arrived at the villa with his son, and before the car had stopped, the housekeeper pounced.

A pair of small eyes under the white eyebrows widened, and he was surprised, anxious and happy, "Little ancestor, I can see you." The old man is going crazy, you hurry home. Be obedient and go home. ”

Xuan Lang held Ziqi's wrist with one hand, and pushed the old housekeeper who was anxious to drag him home with the other, "You should not have seen me." ”

The old butler somehow remembered the rumors he had heard, and looked at the place where the two of them were connected to each other, how dazzling it was. He slapped his thigh and chased after him.

"Young Master, you really have to go back quickly. Otherwise, the master will kill him. ”

Xuan Lang was annoyed, "Uncle, since I was a child, have I ever done what Hua Xuanlang wants to do?" Have it? ”

The old butler was asked, and he spat out a word, "No, no." ”

"So, don't bother with it, be honest and do what you should do."

The old butler was shocked by Xuan Lang's sudden momentum.

Xuan Lang said again, "Oh yes, if Daddy finds here, then I will ...... you You're welcome. ”

The old butler's face darkened for a moment.

Xuan Lang grinned, "Do what you say." ”

Xuan Lang let Ziqi feel free, he went to the next room, and when he came back, he had a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses in his hand.

Zi Qi wanted to inquire about Bai Yu, but Xuan Lang was not the kind of person who hid it. If, he didn't mention it, it was likely that Bai Yu had already left here.

The crispness of the red wine in the glass soothed Ziji's heart, and he held the wine glass to his lips. Under the warm light, the knuckles are slender and transparent. However, the cheeks that have not yet been swollen spoil the scenery.

Xuan Lang also took a sip, he put down the cup, paused and said, "Do you want me to pretend not to see?" ”

He was referring to the slap marks on Ziqi's face, which was obviously not something that could be made at the level of Erbanan.

Ziqi smiled lightly, "I broke up with my father." ”

"So, you're homeless?"

"No, bow your head and admit your mistake, you can always go back."

But he may not be able to do it.

Xuan Lang looked at him and suddenly asked, "Hey, what are you going to marry Hua Xuanyue?" ”

Ziqi had never thought about this problem, and when he heard this, he looked at Xuan Lang with some surprise.

"To tell you the truth, Bai Yu just left here this afternoon," Xuan Lang said expressionlessly, but the hand holding the wine glass was full of strength, "He told me to leave it at that." ”

"What do you mean?" Ziqi said, "I mean, apart from Xuanyue's reason, what else do you mean by saying this to me?" ”

Xuan Lang was choked, he really didn't care what he took to marry Hua Xuanyue, even if he was empty-handed. He was just venting, venting the long-standing depression that had been accumulated by Bai Yu's counter-general and had nowhere to vent.

"So, do you want me to pretend I don't know?" Ziqi looked at him with a smile and asked Xuan Lang with the words he had just heard.

Xuan Lang heard his own squeaky grinding sound, "At this time, it is not easy for you to pretend to be deaf and dumb. ”

That night, the child slept in the guest room. The old butler saw that the lights in the guest room and the master bedroom were extinguished, and then hobbled back to his room.

Xuan Lang couldn't sleep, no matter what, he couldn't convince himself to ignore Bai Yu's self-destructive behavior.

A crescent moon rising outside the window has become the most ordinary miracle in turbulent years. Where is he at this moment?