It's almost time for the kindergarten to end, Chen Luyao is wearing a pure and clean beige dress, carrying a handbag and waiting at the gate of the campus. The smile is beautiful and sweet, and it is extraordinarily charming.

After a while, a little boy rushed out of it like a sparrow and threw himself into Chen Luyao's arms: "Mom! ”

The little boy's eyes look exactly the same as Chen Luyao's, with black tourmaline-like eyes, a delicate little nose, and a small face carved in pink, I don't know how pleasing they are.

He wore a light gray shirt with a set of blue-gray trousers, and a small black waistcoat over it. With neat short hair, he was dressed up by Chen Luyao as sunny and handsome.

One big and one small dragged a long silhouette in the direction of home.

Chen Luyao touched the little boy's head and said softly, "What did the teacher talk about today?" ”

Before the little boy could open his mouth to answer, a van came speeding up and stopped on the side of the road, and several strong men in black suits and sunglasses pulled the mother and son directly into the car.

Kidnap?

Chen Luyao's head was covered and he couldn't see anything, and he wanted to touch the knife in his bag, but he was tightly tied: "What are you going to do?" Let the child go, and say whatever you want. ”

The people around you don't talk and don't do anything to them.

Thinking about his son by his side, even if Chen Luyao's body has been soaked in fear, he still remains calm. But I didn't seem to hear my son cry again: "Xuanxuan? ”

"Mom! Don't be afraid, I'll protect you. ”

This kid was surprisingly calm.

Finally, the car arrived at its destination, and Chen Luyao was taken out of the car and pushed into the house. The bag that covers the head is removed. It should be a villa, and someone behind him said respectfully: "Sir, someone is here." ”

"Good work."

The voice was him.

The last time they saw him was five years ago, during which she thought he was dead and would never see him again, so she was so heartbroken.

Chen Luyao tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Zhang Beichen, it turns out that you are really alive." ”

The tall, thick-eyed man didn't speak, staring at his little boy: "This is my son, right?" Come, Daddy is here, don't be afraid. ”

Someone untied the rope on Chen Luyao's hand and saw that there was a red strangulation mark on it.

Seeing Zhang Beichen go to hug the little boy, Chen Luyao ignored the scars on her wrists and snatched the child back: "Don't touch him." ”

Zhang Beichen just wanted to touch the little boy's hand hanging in the air, but he was not very angry. stood up and pinched Chen Luyao's chin, and smiled indifferently: "You are still the same as before." ”

"Let go of my mom!" The boy grabbed Zhang Beichen's other hand and bit it viciously.

He didn't let go of Zhang Beichen and endured it, Chen Luyao hurriedly pulled back his son and comforted him: "Xuanxuan, mom is fine, mom and this uncle have a few words." ”

"Uncle?" Zhang Beichen looked at her with empty eyes: "Am I an uncle?" You called my son someone else's five-year-old dad, I'm an uncle? Do you believe it or not, I'm going to kill that man? ”

The man in the suit and leather shoes in front of him is called Chen Luyao, who doesn't dare to recognize him, he is obviously him but not like him. What has he been through in the past five years?

Zhang Beichen took a deep breath and forbeared: "You don't have to go anywhere today, just stay here." ”

With that, he turned and left, and the mother and son were locked in his room.

Isn't this the legendary 'room where a million heroes cross the river, and 800 pacesetters run to the bed on the north slope'? Chen Luyao has only seen the things on TV and online magazines on TV, and some have not even seen them at all.

For a child like Xuan Xuan, this room is simply a museum.

The former lovers, now the gap has been dragged away all of a sudden. Especially the Qingtian stone ashtray on the bedside table that is as delicate as mutton fat, as white as jade, and translucent.

It reminded Chen Luyao that he was no longer the Zhang Beichen he used to be.

I remember that Zhang Beichen could use a glass ashtray for a long time at random, but it is different from the past.

Xuan Xuan kept looking around, full of curiosity about everything here, Chen Luyao was afraid that he would break other people's things. Seeing his son open a drawer, Chen Luyao hurriedly stopped: "Xuanxuan, don't rummage around." ”

The little guy had to sit back to his mother quietly, and he didn't seem to be as scared as he was at the beginning, but Xuan Xuan was most curious about the man: "Mom, who was that uncle just now?" ”

"He's an old friend of my mother."

"Is he my dad? But I have a father. ”

Zhang Beichen was 28 years old when Xuanxuan was born, and Chen Luyao was 22 years old. She thought he was just an ordinary person, and he could get married after a vigorous love.

's originally sour life will also start again with that marriage.

At that time, Zhang Beichen was still developing some projects by himself, but he didn't know how to end up without a problem.

Since then, Zhang Beichen seems to have changed as a person, as if he has hidden a lot of things. The estrangement in their hearts caused the two people to often question trivial matters, so they began to quarrel frequently.

In the last quarrel, he slammed the door and fell off the bridge in his car, and everyone thought he was dead, even himself.

Until half a month ago, Chen Luyao saw him appear on the news, and he actually became the quasi-heir of Huayu Group. He was surrounded by the group of people who already had heads and faces.

But the indifference on his face on TV made him unable to believe that the person was Zhang Beichen.

Knowing that he wasn't dead that night, she wiped her tears twice on the TV by herself.

In the evening, Zhang Beichen finally came back, and Xuanxuan was already asleep in bed. He called someone to come in and take the child away, and Chen Luyao hurriedly chased after him: "Give me the child!" ”

Zhang Beichen grabbed her by the waist and threw her on the bed, and reached out to tear her clothes.

"Zhang Beichen ......"

"Have you not forgotten who the father of the child really is? I'll help you remember that process and see if you can remember it. ”

Zhang Beichen bit her lip and grinded to her ear, tasting salty tears in his mouth. Only then did he calm down and stop what he was doing: "I'm sorry." ”

“…… Sorry what? Chen Luyao stood up and looked at the floor with empty eyes: "It's not good to say anything about breaking up, cheat to death and play missing?" How good you are, Zhang Beichen. ”

The two men stared at each other with red eyes, both questioning each other, and the scene became tense. I heard someone shouting outside the door: "Sir, Miss Wanning is here." ”

"Tell her to."

"I'm already at the door, and you're still telling me to get out?" The delicate voice outside made Chen Luyao feel like a third party inserted between the two people, a mistress who was cheating with him.

Zhang Beichen impatiently opened the door, and Chen Luyao immediately saw a woman wearing a wrap dress with long hair scattered around her waist raising her hand and preparing to knock on the door.

When she saw Chen Luyao, her eyes showed this indifference and disdain. The two looked at each other and neither spoke, and at this time Xuanxuan took the opportunity to run in: "Mom, when are we going home?" I'm scared. ”

"Go home right away." Saying that, Chen Luyao took the child's hand and wanted to leave while the chaos was in chaos.

But Zhang Beichen grabbed her arm tightly, and the person named Wanning stared at the child behind Chen Luyao tightly, and then asked in a low voice: "Beichen, are you busy?" ”

"If you're not blind, you should be able to tell I'm busy."

"Uncle Zhang said, let me accompany you to Mr. Huo's birthday party."

"I'm not going."

"Then what's the matter, Mr. Huo......"

Zhang Beichen's eyes flashed with cold light like sharp blades, as if warning Li Wanning that if he said one more word, he would throw her under the hydraulic press and crush her. Li Wanning immediately turned around and wanted to leave, Zhang Beichen: "Bring the door." ”

Li Wanning walked back and closed the door of the room. Is his temper like this now?

calmed down the excitement in his heart, Zhang Beichen squatted on the ground and looked at his son: "What do you call me?" ”

Xuanxuan looked up at Chen Luyao, then looked back at Zhang Beichen and said weakly: "Uncle...... Uncle. ”

"Uncle?" His eyes became terrifying again, and Xuan Xuan shrank behind Chen Luyao and stopped talking.

Seeing his son so scared, Chen Luyao also became anxious.

Squinting at the hand, there happened to be a vase that I don't know what year it was, looking at it extravagantly, Chen Luyao rushed over and smashed the vase, picked up the stubble on the ground and put it against his neck, and blood oozed out of his neck instantly.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Beichen began to get flustered: "Put it down!" ”

"Give me my phone, I'm going home."

"Chen Luyao! You are crazy! ”

"Yes, don't push me! Don't you say Xuan Xuan is your son? If you don't let me go home today, I'll tell him to watch how you drove me to death, and then hate you for the rest of his life! ”