Early in the morning, when Xiang Yong was about to set off to catch the high-speed rail.

Magic City.

Fan Xiaoyue quickly ended her breakfast.

Breakfast is very rich, and the Fan family pays attention to "eating good breakfast, full lunch, and eating less in the evening".

Packed in expensive porcelain, the finest ingredients from around the world are prepared by celebrity chefs to produce a taste and smell that is not only nutritious and healthy.

It's a pity that every time I eat with them, it's an ordeal.

Seeing them pretending to be fake, pretending to be husbands and wives even though they don't have any feelings, obviously one has raised several women outside, and the other has a few little white faces that are not clear, Fan Xiaoyue felt sick to her stomach.

But they still have to pretend to be a family that loves each other.

"Dad, Mom, I'm done. By the way, I'm going to get together with friends today, and I'll probably be back later. Fan Xiaoyue got up and carefully put the chair back under the red pine table.

Fan Chengyun's face was expressionless, chewing slowly, barely making a sound. This is the "aristocratic faction" that he is proud of.

Her mother smiled perfectly, nodded slightly, and said in a pleasant voice: "Don't be too late, we'll be worried." ”

Fan Xiaoyue let out a disdainful laugh in her heart.

But on the surface, she still responded obediently: "Okay, Mom." ”

With that, she picked up her dishes and chopsticks, walked to the kitchen with an elegant gait, put them in the dishwasher, and then gracefully returned to her bedroom upstairs.

I'm going to see them.

Thinking of Li Zhiping, who has a cool expression, the captain who is always holding Zhizhu and has an indifferent face, the introverted and sensitive Ye Liuli, and the silly little Beibei, a smile appeared on Fan Xiaoyue's face.

Different from the fake and polite smile before, her smile at this time is warm, like the sun at four o'clock in the afternoon in winter, which makes people very comfortable.

When you smirk, only a little smile is at the corner of your mouth.

And at this moment, the smile has climbed to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, as if every pore on her face is sunbathing.

I really want to hurry into the next mission world.

......

Yanglin.

Song Huiwen looked at her son, who had cut his hair short and dyed back black, and seemed to be particularly well-behaved these days, and asked worriedly, "Do you really want your mother to accompany you?"

Chen Beixuan smiled and said, "Mom, you can't help me for a lifetime, I have to learn to take care of everything by myself." Don't worry, okay?"

"This is your first book," Song Huiwen stretched out her hand to her son's head, and found that her son didn't dodge, she boldly touched it, rubbed it, and showed pity in her eyes, "Don't care too much about how much money you make, as long as it can be published smoothly, it doesn't matter if you suffer a little loss appropriately." ”

"I remembered. Although this is the 19th time Song Huiwen has said this, if it was before, Chen Beixuan would have been impatiently angry, but at this moment he just nodded obediently.

"If the book goes public...... University, if you don't want to take the exam, forget it, don't force it. It's also good to be a writer. Song Huiwen hesitated for a long time and finally said.

Of course, she hopes that her son will be Jackie Chan and hopes that Chen Beixuan will be admitted to a good university.

However, the child felt so stressed that he ran away from home for several days.

If you continue to push him, you may lose this son.

Song Huiwen remembered the daughter of one of her colleagues, who was too stressed to jump off the building during the college entrance examination a few years ago.

Although the floor is not high, I just jumped from the 3rd floor and did not fall to death, but I fell into a high paraplegia, and I have to spend my whole life in a hospital bed, it is impossible to get married and have children, and it is impossible to enjoy the life of a normal person.

Song Huiwen didn't want this to happen to her son.

As long as he is healthy and healthy, he doesn't steal, rob, take drugs, or gamble, and he can raise him for the rest of his life.

"Let's talk about it," Chen Beixuan said with a smile, "Let's talk about it when I come back, okay?"

"Okay, I'll talk about it later. ”

......

Northern Jiangsu, in a large mansion on the outskirts of Jiangsu.

Li Zhiping punched bare-chested, and the warm autumn morning sun sprinkled on him, making his muscle contours seem to be plated with a layer of metal.

Sweating slightly, he wiped it with a towel as he walked into the house.

When he looked up, he saw his father Li Jiaomiao standing at the door, looking at him with blazing eyes.

Li Zhiping lowered his head and wanted to step past his father.

"Stop. ”

Li Zhiping stopped, still not looking up.

Li Jiaomeng stretched out his right hand and spread it out, revealing a lower-grade spirit stone in his palm.

In the sunlight, the spirit stone emits a brilliant light, colorful, like a miracle.

"Where did it come from?" his voice was cold.

Li Zhiping glanced at his father, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and hit his father's right hand, and Li Jiaoxuan immediately clenched his fist and slammed his elbow into Li Zhiping's chest.

Li Zhiping defused the blow with his left palm, and his right hand continued to reach forward, grabbing his father's hand unrelentingly.

Li Jiao snorted coldly and immediately changed his moves.

After dozens of moves, Li Jiao's left hand turned into a claw and grabbed his son's throat.

Li Zhiping stopped.

After a while, Li Jiao laughed vigorously, grabbed his son's shoulder hard, and patted him: "The progress is very fast, this is all in the middle of the day after tomorrow." ”

Li Zhiping showed a shallow smile.

Li Jiao retreated, threw up the lower grade spirit stone, caught it again, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to say it, then forget it." This piece will be used to honor your Lao Tzu. NND, I haven't used this thing for many years, you kid is so developed, you can even get spirit stones. ”

Li Zhiping snorted.

"What?" Li Jiao raised his eyebrows, "Reluctantly?"

"You think I'm as stingy as you?" Li Zhiping's mouth curled, "The pile you saw was specially taken back by me to honor you and my mother." ”

Li Jiao was surprised, "Isn't it, you have more?"

"Of course. ”

Li Jiao nodded vigorously, and after a while, he frowned and asked uneasily, "You didn't get into any big trouble, did you?

Li Zhiping pursed his lips.

Li Jiao shook his head vigorously and sighed, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you." ”

Li Zhiping walked into the house from his side and left a sentence: "I want to go out and come back in a few days." ”

Li Jiaomian was silent, his eyes full of worry.

This kid must have killed someone.

Having killed someone, and having never killed someone, the temperament is completely different.

......

Yeruri sorted out her backpack and walked out of her bedroom.

His father's bedroom door was open, and he snored heavily.

Ye Ruri came to the door of her father's bedroom, and through the crack in the door, she could see her father lying across the bed with two bare legs, and his belly covered with a thin blanket was undulating evenly.

Countless wine bottles, socks, and fast food boxes are scattered across the floor.

Ye Ruri wanted to push the door in, but the strong smell of alcohol made him wrinkle his nose, and he changed his attention again.

If you really want to wake up your father at this time, I'm afraid I'll have to be beaten again. Because after a hangover, my father always shouted headaches, and he was very angry.

Or don't touch this mold.

He wouldn't know anyway.

I disappeared for 6 days last time, and my father didn't notice it.

It is estimated that even if he dies in the room, his father will not find out until the smell of the corpse comes out.

Yeruri turned around and went back to her bedroom door, locking the two huge locks.

If he didn't do this, when his father had no money, he would use his computer and live broadcast equipment to sell money to buy alcohol and gamble, which is a lesson from the past.

Perhaps, it's time to move out. She won't be back in this home anyway. Perhaps she has snuggled into the arms of some man, enjoying a new life.

Yeruri didn't blame her for leaving. If it were her, she would leave this home without any nostalgia.

He only blamed her for not taking him with him.

Yeruri didn't blame her father. My father is such a scumbag, alcoholic, gambling, and violent.

The essence of a father is like that. Nothing to blame.

He never loved himself anyway, it didn't matter.

He only blames his mother. You keep saying you love me. But why don't you take me with you?

I'll be left alone to suffer here.

Obviously, you have always said that you love me.

Ye Ruri changed the backpack to one shoulder and walked out of the house with her head down.