When He Zhiyin heard the movement, he saw Han Qingyi going downstairs angrily.

Stopped her before she could open the door.

Syllable!

The bell, the slap, and the sound of the door opening sounded at the same time. blinded He Zhiyin and stunned He Zonglin and his wife, who rushed back overnight.

"Presumptuous!" When He Zonglin saw this scene, he was even more determined, fortunately, he didn't let this woman enter the door back then.

"Miss Han, what did my son do wrong, and I want you to teach you such a lesson?" Firoa's tone is not good, and whoever comes back to open the door and sees his son being beaten for the first time will not be in a good mood.

The son who has been raised for decades is not willing to touch it.

He Zhiyin directly pulled Han Qingyi behind him, "Father, mother, didn't you come back early?" ”

"Why, we have to report to you when we go back to our house?" He Zonglin saw He Zhiyin's movements, and he didn't have a good face for him.

The old couple rushed back overnight, originally wanting to ask about their granddaughter's situation, for the sake of their granddaughter's face, they could barely accept Han Qingyi, a woman, who knows, as soon as they enter the door, they will give such a big meeting gift?

"Miss Han, I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still the same as before, you don't know the etiquette!"

If you are a bystander, if He Zonglin says this, she may have fled a long time ago, but Han Qingyi is not an ordinary person.

She looked at He Zhiyin, looked at Philoya, and finally looked directly at He Zonglin, "Compared with your family, I'm much better." ”

For so many years, she has been carrying the guilt of the He family, and she has had enough. Only today did I find out that she was just a ridiculous victim, a toy of the second young master of the He family with a twisted heart.

She always remembered that the first time she performed, the young man who cooperated with her on stage had an incomparably tacit understanding, but, "He Zhiyin, if I could, I would rather never know your He family!" ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

"Qingyi." He Zhiyin followed and wanted to chase out.

"Stop!" After many years of habit, he stopped and looked at his father.

"What the hell just happened?"

"I don't know, it's all fine when I go in to rest, I heard the sound and saw that she was going to leave angrily, and you came back as soon as I stopped her."

"Is there something going on that we don't know? It's impossible to be like that for no reason, right? Firoa looked at the servant, "What did Miss Han do after she came?" ”

"Miss Han never came out when she entered the room, but after a while, she heard a crackling sound in the room, and then she rushed out, and Lili and the others had already gone to clean up."

As he was talking, he saw a maid holding something and handing it over, only to find that it was a yellowed notebook, but it was not wrinkled.

Firoa turned the first page with a smile on his lips, "This is Zhixiang's diary." ”

The youngest son has been gone for so many years, and Firoa is very worried, and now seeing this diary, it is like a sustenance.

Look at what he wrote...

Flipping through the pages one by one, I saw that Philia's face was getting heavier and heavier, and the thin notebook was quickly turned over, and Filoya angrily smashed the notebook on He Zonglin, "Look at what your good son has done?" ”

No wonder, Han Qingyi is so angry, it is impossible to be calm as any woman. Firoa couldn't help but think that if it was herself, she might be angry and directly ask for the destruction of the whole family.

What kind of character his wife has, He Zonglin knows very well.

After a quick glance, he was angry, "Beast!" ”