Zhong Jiaran had just arrived home, and before she even had time to put down her bag, Zhong Xueliang, who had returned home one step ahead of her, handed her today's morning report and said abruptly: "What's going on?" ”

Zhong Jiaran took the newspaper and looked at it, and the headline on the front page turned out to be an intimate photo of her and Gao Lang! She was shocked! Instantaneous face changes! What's going on? Why did she and Gao Lang report it? Also Who took these photos?

If she looked closely at the backgrounds of these photos, they were all tourist attractions in Shanghai, that is, she and Gao Lang were secretly photographed when they were visiting Shanghai more than three months ago.

Why did it take more than three months for the candid photographer to release the photos? What was the purpose of that man? What the hell is going on?

……

Many questions hit Zhong Jiaran's mind in an instant, and she stood in place in a daze.

"Ranran, tell Mom, there's a misunderstanding here, isn't it?" At this time, Xu Hui walked out of the kitchen, pulled her to sit on the sofa, and asked gently.

Zhong Jiaran finally came back to his senses, looked at Zhong Xueliang and Xu Hui, and said with a serious face: "Dad, Mom, this is not a misunderstanding, he is the person I love in my heart!" I'm going to break off my marriage with Duan......"

"Bastard! Marriage is child's play! If you say it's decided, if you say it's ruined, you will destroy it! When Zhong Xueliang heard this, he was furious and interrupted Zhong Jiaran's words with a roar.

"Yes! However, marriage is not a joke! Moreover, Mom sees An Cheng as a very good child, and he is also filial to his parents, and he is even better to you. However, my mother is a person from the past, and when a woman is looking for a husband, the most important thing is to see whether this person is good to her! Ranran, believe Mom, Mom won't hurt you! Xu Hui took Zhong Jiaran's hand and persuaded her bitterly.

"But Mom, I don't love Du Ancheng. Even if you are barely with him, you will not be happy! Zhong Jiaran looked at his mother and insisted on his opinion.

"I think you're bewitched by ghosts! Let such a good person as An Cheng know how to cherish it! No matter what you do, your father and I only recognize An Cheng as a son-in-law! Zhong Xueliang had smoke in his eyes and shouted angrily.

"Dad! I'm not suitable for Du Ancheng at all! You can't be happy if you are barely together! Dad, please understand me! Zhong Jiaran said suddenly.

"Dad is thinking about your happiness, so he will persuade you to cherish Ancheng. What An Cheng does to you, we can all see it, where can An Cheng not be able to deal with you! Where do you find someone who is so accommodating to you! Zhong Xueliang said earnestly.

"Dad...... Mom ...... "Faced with the stubbornness of his parents, Zhong Jiaran felt that everything he said was in vain.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

At this time, there was a burst of fresh fragrance of local chicken in the kitchen, Xu Hui suddenly remembered that the local chicken was stewed in a purple casserole on the natural gas stove in the kitchen, she quickly got up and walked to the kitchen to see if the local chicken was stewed.

At this time, Zhong Zhihui ran to Zhong Jiaran's side, took her hand, and said tenderly: "Sister, sister, come and play with me!" ”

"Xiaohui, play by yourself, my sister remembered that there were still things to be done." Zhong Jiaran gently touched Zhong Zhihui's round head and smiled.

"Oh." Zhong Zhihui obediently walked away.

At this time, Zhong Jiaran stood up and said, "Dad, I'll go back to the room first." ”

Immediately, Zhong Jiaran walked into his room and closed the door.

She lay on her back on the bed tiredly, thinking of the stubborn Du Ancheng, the stubborn parents, she was a little powerless to convince them, and she couldn't see the future of Gao Lang more and more......

Don't...... She and Gao Lang are destined to have no part in this life? Did they miss each other again after all?

Thinking of this, Zhong Jiaran felt a pain in his heart and couldn't help but burst into tears.

At dinner, Zhong Jiaran was so worried that she couldn't swallow it, but she was a sensible and filial daughter, so in order not to worry her parents, she still reluctantly ate half a bowl by herself.

After the meal, Zhong Jiaran still habitually washed the dishes and chopsticks with her mother, and then, instead of sitting on the sofa and watching TV leisurely as usual, she went back to her room early to rest.

She was very confused and annoyed, and she wanted to be alone.

In the afternoon of the next day, Hao Wei knocked on the door with a large envelope in his hand and walked into Du Ancheng's office, "Mr. Du, the matter you explained has been properly handled." As he spoke, he handed the envelope in his hand to Du Ancheng, "These are the photos and negatives bought back from the photographer." ”

Duane took the envelope and quickly took out a stack of photos inside, and when he saw it, his face instantly turned rust-colored, extremely ugly! From time to time, sparks burst out of his black pupils.

He looked at them one by one, and the more he looked at them, the more cold his face became!

"The photographer is from Shapingba, Chongqing. According to the photographer's confession, he is just a simple photography enthusiast, more than three months ago, he went to Shanghai to take pictures, just happened to meet them, saw their interaction with love and sweetness, a happy face, and took it as a landscape. A few days ago, he accidentally saw Gao Lang's advertising poster, only to know that the man in the photo was actually the well-known 'Little Prince of Blue Ball', so he saw the commercial value of the photo, and sold the photo to the newspaper at a high price, and then there was the aftermath. These are the negatives in his hand and all the photos that have been washed out. The newspaper has also taken care of it, and they promise that it will never happen again. Hao Wei reported to Du Ancheng in detail.

Du Ancheng closed his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and said endlessly tiredly: "Okay, you go out!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Du." Hao Wei walked out.

In the middle of the night, Du Ancheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes had become scarlet, which was a violent and hideous color, dotted at the bottom of his eyes as black as night, like a moonless night sky, lightning and thunder would roar at any time, setting off stormy waves.

He moved the photo in his hand to his eyes again, looked at it carefully, and looked at it...... In every photo, her fiancée's face is full of intoxicated expressions, blooming like a flower, with a sweetness that can't be stopped, it turns out that this is what she looks like! Like a blooming white orchid, the smile is written on her face, overflowing with satisfying pleasure, subtle and innocent, sweet and simple, so beautiful!

It's just that he's never seen her like this! He is his fiancé, and her gentleness and sweetness should belong to him! However, she was not beside him, but around other men, she revealed a tenderness that she had never had, endless tenderness.

Suddenly, the familiar colic struck his brain again, he subconsciously hugged his head, the photos were scattered all over the ground, he squatted on the ground, his expression was painful, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were bubbling out, this pain was real! He reluctantly rummaged through the analgesics in the drawer, poured out two tablets with trembling hands, took them, grabbed the edge of the table and struggled to get up, picked up the water cup on the table, drank a sip of water, and swallowed the pills.

Immediately, he sat down in his chair, his face was as pale as paper, his heart was beating irregularly, and even his breathing was like blocked cotton, and he was weightless.

After a long time, Xu is medicine worked, and the pain in his brain was slightly relieved.

Immediately, he squatted down and picked up the scattered photos one by one, and then he put all the stacks of photos into the paper cutter next to him and cut them into pieces, as if his heart was also broken into pieces at this moment.

Immediately afterward, he pulled out his IMCO lighter and reduced the negatives to ashes.

Then, he sat back in the president's chair again, frowning and contemplating, without saying a word.

In the afternoon, Zhong Jiaran just got off work and walked to the company's underground garage, when the mobile phone suddenly rang, and when he saw it, it was Gao Lang calling, and he quickly pressed the answer button, "Hey, Gao Lang!" ”

"Jia Ran, I'm waiting for you at the old window seat of the Radisson Blu Hotel! I want to see you! Gao Lang's deep voice was a little urgent.

"You haven't returned to Guangxi yet? I called you last night and it prompted you to turn it off. Gao Lang, did something happen to you? Zhong Jiaran asked a little anxiously.

"Grandpa is gone...... He's gone......" Gao Lang choked up and was a little speechless.

"I'll come right over!" Zhong Jiaran knew that Gao Lang must be very sad at this time, he once said that he grew up with his grandparents since he was a child, and his relationship with his grandparents was deeper than that of his parents.

Soon, Zhong Jiaran rushed to the old window seat of the Chinese restaurant of the Radisson Blu Hotel, and at a glance, Gao Lang, who was sitting quietly, was really similar to what she expected, his face was pale, his eyelids were puffy, his bags were swollen and there was a circle of obvious blue, as if he had not closed his eyes for several days and nights, and he looked extremely haggard.

Seeing this, Zhong Jiaran's heart hurt fiercely, and he quickly sat down beside him, took his hand, and comforted him softly: "Gao Lang, don't be too sad, otherwise, grandpa will not feel at ease when he sees you like this in the sky." ”

"Jiaran ......" Gao Lang looked at her, his eyes were moist, and he choked up: "Grandpa is gone...... I didn't even get to see him for the last time......"

Zhong Jiaran's hands holding his hand tightened, trying to convey strength and warmth to him.

"Grandparents have worked hard all their lives, and now that life is finally a little better, they have all gone one after another......" Gao Lang continued to murmur, and a crystal teardrop inadvertently cut the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Zhong Jiaran knew that all the comfort was a little pale to him, so she could only hold his hand tightly and listen quietly, so that he could express his sorrow......

Sometimes, the words that are held in the heart need to be spit out, and an outlet is needed to vent them.

Later, they went to the hotel room together, and Gao Lang continued to tell her the story of him and his grandparents.

It wasn't until half past one in the morning that Gao Lang finally lay down on the bed and fell asleep, he slept very deeply, but his brows were slightly frowned.

Zhong Jiaran walked lightly to the bathroom, wet the towel with hot water, wring it out, and then, she gently wiped his face with a hot towel, serious and meticulous.

Then, she carefully lay down beside him, hugging him tightly as fragile as a child.

The next day, Zhong Jiaran woke up and first drove Gao Lang to Jiangbei Airport, because his vacation had been over, and he booked a direct flight to Guangxi at 9 o'clock in the morning that day; Then, she carefully and patiently admonished him a few words, and watched him enter the waiting room; Then she drove away.