Chen Yangan sat next to the old lady, holding a teacup in one hand and a snack in the other, looking very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Wen on the side glared at him angrily and said to Xiao Liman: "It's because of him, that's why you rejected me, right?"

Xiao Liman said impatiently: "This matter has nothing to do with Brother Xiaoyang, don't speculate here!"

She likes Chen Yang, but this has nothing to do with Zhuang Wen, and it has nothing to do with rejecting Zhuang Wen, even without Chen Yang's existence, it is impossible for her to accept someone with violent tendencies like Zhuang Wen.

Chen Yang took a sip of flower tea and smiled at the old lady: "Grandma, you haven't been here for a few days, so you don't want me at all?"

Hearing this, the old lady said happily: "You kid, dare to make fun of me as an old lady?"

Since Chen Yang gave the old bracelet to the old lady, the old lady has become more and more fond of Chen Yang and treats him as her own grandson.

Chen Yang pursed his lips and smiled: "How dare I, I miss grandma every day!"

The words made the old lady close her mouth: "Hahaha, you are a good boy, you talk like you have been filled with honey, you are not afraid of fainting my old lady?"

Chen Yang shook his head and looked well-behaved: "How can I have it, haven't I always been like this to you?"

Xiao Liman's eyes were a little surprised.

She was curious about why Chen Yang's attitude was so attentive today, coaxing the old lady so happy, could it be that he wanted something?

Her mind flew to courtship, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised a sweet smile.

Chen Yang actually wanted to suppress Zhuang Wen, who told Zhuang Wen to deliberately find fault at the auction yesterday.

Zhuang Wen just used sweet words to make the old lady happy, as long as he Chen Yang was willing, it was okay.

Seeing Zhuang Wen's face turning blue with anger, Chen Yang continued to say to the old lady: "Grandma, our own family gathers, I'm afraid it's not good to have an outsider here, right?"

"You!"

Zhuang Wen glared at Chen Yang angrily and reprimanded: "Grandma didn't say anything, you hillbilly who broke the excavator, why are you pointing fingers here?"

The words made the faces of everyone present look bad.

"He's my grandson!"

"He's my son!"

Old Lady Xiao and Xiao Ziliang spoke in unison, glaring at Zhuang Wen at the same time.

Zhuang Wen was completely dumbfounded, he was so agitated by Chen Yang that he actually forgot the occasion, he was now difficult to argue.

How could a person who maliciously belittles others get into the eyes of the Xiao family.

Zhuang Wen wanted to speak and stopped, his face was extremely ugly: "No, Uncle Xiao, I didn't mean to say that!"

Xiao Ziliang wiped the water stains on his hands, and his face sank: "Zhuang Wen, you go back first, our own family has important matters to discuss, so we won't leave you to eat!"

If it weren't for the background of the Zhuang Wen family, Xiao Ziliang would not have bothered to say such a polite sentence.

Zhuang Wen was stunned, and looked bitter: "Okay, Uncle Xiao, I am sincere to Li Man, I hope you will think about it seriously! ”

Then Zhuang Wen clenched his fists and left the Xiao family with a disgraced face, and before leaving, he glanced back at Chen Yang and Xiao Liman, with a complicated and unimaginable expression.

Xiao Ziliang came to him and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the study to talk!"

Chen Yang nodded, got up and said: "Grandma, you sit down for a while, I'll come when I go!"

The old lady said happily: "Okay, okay, go, business matters!"

Chen Yang followed Xiao Ziliang to the study.

This is the first time he has come, the bookbox in the study is very breathy, three large bookcases against the wall are lined with neat books, and a large brown desk is placed in the middle, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it can be seen that Xiao Ziliang is a person who loves calligraphy.

"Sit down!"

"Good!"

Chen Yang and Xiao Ziliang sat opposite each other, and he said with a solemn expression: "Uncle Xiao, I came here today to verify one thing with you, and I hope you can help me solve my doubts!"

Xiao Ziliang's old eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he said happily: "What's the matter? Is there someone in Rui City who is difficult for you?"

"No, no, no!"

Chen Yang shook his head: "If you don't mind, I have two things I want to show you!"

Xiao Ziliang said thoughtfully: "Two things, you take them out!"

Then Chen Yang stood up and took off his coat, his behavior was a little strange in Xiao Ziliang's eyes.

When he took off the buttons of his shirt, Xiao Ziliang immediately shouted: "You... What are you doing here?"

Chen Yang's movements in his hands didn't stop, and he said bluntly: "You'll know after watching it in a while!"

After he took off his shirt, the totem on his body was displayed in front of Xiao Ziliang at a glance.

Seeing this, Xiao Ziliang's face changed abruptly, a pair of old eyes were slightly red, and he hurriedly got up and came to Chen Yang, and said incredulously: "Poor Qi Dragon Scales ......"

"Uncle Xiao, do you know the origin of this totem?" Chen Yang asked.

Xiao Ziliang raised his hand, wanted to touch it but stopped it, he looked at Chen Yang with tears in his eyes, but he wanted to say and stopped: "This ......"

Without saying a word, Xiao Ziliang took off his shirt, and a totem similar to Chen Yang's body appeared.

Unlike the totem on Chen Yang's body, Xiao Ziliang's body is tattooed, and there is no dragon scale protrusion, while Chen Yang's totem comes spontaneously, and the dragon scale armor is very hard.

Xiao Ziliang circled around Chen Yang, and said with tears in his old eyes and emotion: "Good boy, you are really his son, my good nephew!"

Chen Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and his face changed slightly: "Uncle Xiao, would you like to tell me about it?"

"Okay! put on your clothes first, and I'll talk to you slowly!"

Xiao Ziliang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put his clothes back on, and hurriedly poured Chen Yang a cup of tea: "This has to start from twenty-five years ago." ”

"Twenty-five years ago, I was still with a poor boy who was destitute, a son-in-law who was inverted, suffered from the low eyebrows and cold eyes of my father-in-law's family, and my business also suffered accidents, causing your aunt to suffer with me, that night..."

One night twenty-five years ago, a cold wind whistled and it was pouring rain outside.

Xiao Ziliang received humiliation from his father-in-law's family, his business failed and he was in debt, so he came to the edge of the Qingjiang River alone in the rain.

"Why is God so unfair?" Xiao Ziliang looked up to the sky and roared, reprimanding fate for playing tricks on people.

He thought that there was no one who could help him now, and that only death could relieve all sorrows.

Xiao Ziliang climbed the bridge railing and stood on it staggeringly, tears had already mixed with rain, soaking his clothes.

The only thing he can't stand for is the woman he loves.

He thought that maybe after he died, Shulan would be able to regain a new happiness and not have to be humiliated because of him in the future.

So Xiao Ziliang jumped into the Qingjiang River and ended his life.

The river was turbulent, and as the storm came, it became more violent, and the current wrapped Xiao Ziliang, and he closed his eyes tightly and there was still the river talking about his erosion.

With a bang, an unfamiliar figure jumped down, Xiao Ziliang opened his eyes, and saw a handsome man with delicate facial features, swimming towards him.

That person is Chen Yang's father, Mo Feifan!