What to help him? Help him change the minds of people who don't like him?

Can feelings be forced?

If he could force it, he wouldn't be so uncomfortable now......

The scene I saw just now has been lingering in my mind, like countless slaps on his face.

I don't know when it began, there was a barrier between him and Meng Yao, and there was no possibility of crossing.

Yuan Zihan held half a can of beer in his hand, sat on the sofa in a daze, and only lowered his eyes and whispered for a while: "It's really nothing." ”

"You, you can't hide it from Dad, I also had a young time." Yuan Feng smiled gently, "Let me guess...... Is it because of the girl I saw in the car today? ”

When the words fell, Yuan Feng was satisfied to see that the expression on Yuan Zihan's face was very obvious.

That's right, it's because of her.

It seems that Yuan Zihan knows the girl.

"Who's that girl? Is it your sweetheart? Talk to Dad, Dad has lived at least a few decades longer than you, and maybe he can give you some advice. ”

Yuan Feng put on his tokin-wire glasses and asked in a natural tone.

Yuan Zihan hesitated for a while, and wanted to tell Yuan Feng about Meng Yao, but in the end, he swallowed it back.

If you let your stepfather know that she wanted to kiss Meng Yao but was kicked by her, it would be a little embarrassing.

Moreover, Yuan Zihan felt that even if his stepfather knew about Meng Yao, he would not be able to help much.

"Dad, don't ask, it's really nothing." In the end, Yuan Zihan just said in a muffled voice.

Yuan Feng asked tentatively a few more times, but he never got anything useful from Yuan Zihan's mouth.

He still had a smile on his face, and a faint hint of imperceptible gloom flashed under the lenses.

"Well, you don't want to say it, and Dad doesn't force you." Yuan Feng smiled slightly and stood up: "I'll go to the storage room to find something, and Mother Wang will call you to eat in a while, there are your favorite dishes today, eat more." You've lost a lot of weight these days. ”

"Okay. Thank you Dad. Yuan Zihan looked at Yuan Feng gratefully.

Yuan Feng smiled again, turned around, and walked out slowly.

But the moment he turned around, the smile on his lips tightened, and his face became gloomy.

He left Yuan Zihan's room, walked down the stairs, and came to the first floor of the villa.

Next, push open a door in the corner.

Yuan Feng walked in slowly, and the voice-activated light turned on, and he saw a downstairs staircase.

Going down the staircase, there was another door at the end.

Yuan Feng took out a complicated key and opened the door.

It's a basement, cold and clean, and it seems to have a collection of antiques, paintings and calligraphy.

Yuan Feng didn't even glance at those things, and walked slowly but purposefully towards a wall.

His slippers stopped in front of the wall.

There was a cold gaze under the lenses, and he stared at the wall quietly for a while, before reaching out and pressing it a few times out of nowhere.

The wall slid open silently, revealing a silver metal safe inside.

Yuan Feng pressed a few times on the electronic password lock of the safe.

Instantly, there was a soft click in the safe, and the door snap opened.

Yuan Feng opened the cabinet door.

There are several things in it.

One of them is Zhang Zguo's old ID card, but it is facing upwards, and his name and avatar cannot be seen.

The second was an old bloodstained garment, but the bloodstains were obviously old and completely blackened.

Finally, a pistol glowing with a cold metallic glow.

Yuan Feng reached out and took out the gun.

He held the gun in one hand, and gently rubbed the barrel of the gun with the other, and a strange and gloomy light reflected in his pupils.

"The little ghost ...... of the He family"