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Chapter 329

Seeing Tong Zhenzhen's small expression, Han Zhenyang guessed her idea, deliberately did not answer, but pretended to be annoyed and asked: "Girl, tell me clearly, why am I ugly? I admit that I am poor. It’s true that I have no money, but my face is here, why is it ugly, do you know that I am walking on the street, killing women of all ages regardless of age.”

"Giggle, narcissist, you're so ugly," Tong Zhenzhen giggled, trembling, and beat Han Zhenyang's arm vigorously.

At this moment, Han Zhenyang saw Tong Yu'an running over wearing a tracksuit, who seemed to be back from morning exercise, and quickly patted Tong Zhenzhen's arm, "Girl, your father is here, let go."

"Ah?" Tong Zhenzhen was startled, but she stiffened her neck again, "Hmph, it doesn't matter if he comes or not."

When Han Zhenyang saw this posture, he immediately understood that the girl was having trouble with her father.

But no matter how awkward they are, they are also father and daughter, and he is also an outsider. If the old boy sees that he is so close to his daughter, he might pull out a gun and kill himself.So gently but firmly opened Tong Zhenzhen's palm, "Good boy, you don't want to see me being suddenly dropped by your father, do you?"

When Tong Zhenzhen heard what he said, she let go reluctantly, "Then you have to pay me."

"What do you want?"

"Hold me," Tong Zhenzhen said seriously, looking stubbornly into Han Zhenyang's eyes.

Han Zhenyang smiled wryly to himself, seeing Tong Yu'an running closer and closer, he could only give in, "Then you have to promise me, take the exam hard."

"Deal!" Tong Zhenzhen cheered and flew towards him.

Han Zhenyang could only stretch out his arms to hug this girl. Holding this girl at his height is no different from hugging his younger sister. He can wrap this girl with one arm, and hold her with both arms, almost covering her upper body up.

Hugs, you have to hug naturally, you have to be strong, but not too rough; you have to be gentle, but you can’t be perfunctory. Anyway, there is only one word, "scale", and you must grasp a scale in everything you do. No matter how good things are, scale It will be annoying too.

Han Zhenyang hugged Tong Zhenzhen, it was a pure hug, but that girl Tong Zhenzhen was a little intoxicated, she buried her head in his arms, closed her eyes and looked happy, as if drinking It's like a dream when you're drunk.

However, this girl is so beautiful!
Looking at Tong Zhenzhen's exquisite little face, he couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

Girls now know how to dress up at a young age. When he was in high school, the girls in his class were more rustic than the next. They couldn't compare to Tong Zhenzhen, so she felt a little charming to all beings at such a young age.

But he really didn't dare to hug her anymore, because Tong Yu'an was coming over soon, he pinched the girl's waist and put him one meter in front of him, then coughed and greeted Tong Yu'an who had just turned the corner, " Uncle Tong, you woke up so early."

Seeing Han Zhenyang, Tong Yu'an looked a bit complicated, but still nodded with a smile, "Xiao Han, you're pretty early too," and then scolded Tong Zhenzhen with a straight face, "What are you doing so madly in the early morning? Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

Tong Zhenzhen raised her neck, ignored her father, turned around and left.

When Tong Zhenzhen left, Tong Yu'an smiled wryly and shook her head, "This girl is too difficult to discipline. Compared with your sister, she is so different."

Han Zhenyang said politely: "Girl, it's good to be frank, now everyone pays attention to true temperament, haha."

"Oh, that's what you said, but..." Tong Yu'an was quite distressed, but she didn't say much, but looked Han Zhenyang up and down for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Have you encountered any trouble recently?"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhenyang understood what Tong Yu'an wanted to ask.

In the past year, too many troublesome incidents have happened to him. From the earliest Zhou Yuming to the incidents on Xiaoxishan, Han Zhenyang has the shadow. Han Zhenyang is the suspect.

It's just that Han Zhenyang never showed any signs of weakness, and his identity changed too fast, so fast that Tong Yu'an was a little caught off guard. In just how long, he changed from a poor boy hitting the wall into a billionaire. Being a super rich man with the aura of a super jade carver, Tong Yu'an even vaguely knew that Han Zhenyang had something to do with the He family, so Tong Yu'an had to be careful with all of this.

He hadn't been tossing around in the island city for the first six months of the new year, and he seemed very quiet, which was in stark contrast to the tossing and tossing he had been years ago. That's why Tong Yu'an asked this question, because he wanted to sound out his tone.

Of course, he would not be so stupid as to tell the truth, but instead asked with a blank face: "What's the trouble? No, in Daocheng, who dares to trouble me?"

Of course, Tong Yu'an didn't expect to get any key information by just asking casually, but seeing Han Zhenyang's attitude, he was even more sure that Han Zhenyang must have done something unknown, but thinking of all the weird things about Han Zhenyang, he felt that The headache, coupled with the relationship between his daughter and Han Zhenyang's siblings, made him wonder for a while what attitude he should take to face the young man in front of him.

Tong Yu'an struggled for a moment, then waved his hand, "Well, if I didn't ask, you'd better abide by the law when doing things in the future, otherwise if it falls into my hands, I won't show favoritism."

Han Zhenyang naturally nodded and said yes, "Don't worry, Uncle Tong, I promise there won't be such a day." There is something in these words, he means that there will never be a day that falls into Tong Yu'an's hands, as for whether Tong Yu'an can hear it If he understands, he doesn't care about it. Anyway, there are [-] innings covered, and ordinary units really can't do anything about him.

Tong Yu'an waved her hands and ran home.

Han Zhenyang also returned to his home. Li Chenfeng was watering the lawn at home. When he saw him coming back, he hurriedly said hello, "My lord, you're back."

Han Zhenyang nodded, looked Li Chenfeng up and down for a moment, and said with a smile: "The skill has improved."

"It's all thanks to the son," Li Chenfeng said hastily. There is nothing wrong with saying that. Li Chenfeng was already a dead person. It was Han Zhenyang who spared no effort to save him from the dying state. His dark wounds and chronic illnesses were healed.The physical condition is good, and the practice is also vigorous, and the level that was difficult to survive before has been passed naturally, and the whole person feels as if he has sublimated, forming a sharp contrast with the previous sickness like being hit by the mysterious palm. Compared.

It can be seen that Li Chenfeng is sincerely grateful to Han Zhenyang, even though Han Zhenyang personally captured his son and sent him to prison.

Thinking of Li Chenfeng's son, Han Zhenyang's heart skipped a beat, "Do you miss your son?"

"Ah?" Li Zhenfeng was taken aback, and quickly said, "I only visited him last week."

"Do you want him to come out?" Han Zhenyang continued to ask.

(End of this chapter)