Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

A photo in the half open satchel is being publicized. Now in front of him, when he picked it up and held it in his hand, the door of the bathroom has been quickly opened

Yinyin walked out of the bathroom with a pair of beautiful eyes. When she matched the photos in Ke Shao's hands, she thought of her intention. She looked at herself and forgot all the business.

Ke shaozheng looked at the half cut photo carefully. His fingers trembled slightly, causing the photo to shake up and down in his hands, as if the old yellow light bulb in the early room was shaken by the wind.

Yin Yin walked across from him and took his arm to go to the bed. The photo was still in Ke Zhengwei's hands. "Yin, where did you get this photo?"

"I think you should know." why didn't he explain his gratitude and resentment with Zhongjia to her.

She wants to know, at least, that there can be a reasonable explanation for what he did to Yufan and his imprisonment for her.

Nodding, this moment may be his best time. If she misses it again, she's afraid she'll miss his life. As long as she forgives him, that Chi Liexiang is nothing at all. His Yin is still his.

"I said, you will forgive me, won't you?" Junlang's eyes wrote too much unbearable with smoke like fog.

"If you really have another feeling, it's my fault." frankly, his sadness and sadness have made her feel some pain.

Ke Shao blew his sideburns lightly. When he flew up and down, his face was full of firmness, "OK, I tell you, Zhong Yufan is my half brother."

In a word, he blew a cold door.

I thought Zhong Fengting was just one of his enemies and seemed to have had a festival with Ke Qingxiang, but I never thought Zhong Yufan would have such a relationship with him.

There are more questions in my heart, "since you are a brother, why do you have to kill him?"

The man's eyes like a deep pool darkened when he heard her question, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if this question hurt his sadness.

Gently stroked him to sit firmly on the bed, and then helped his injured leg to the bed bit by bit. When flattened, the bright red under the white gauze was so shocking that she blushed.

The man ignored her and looked at the opposite wall, as if there was something on it. He was remembering, but it seemed to make him unbearable.

Then he told it in a low voice, so a story jumped in front of Yin Yin

Since childhood, my mother and I have always been dependent on each other. We even rarely meet my father. In my memory, I don't even know why, but my mother will cry every time I ask, so I won't ask again after asking several times.

One night about ten years ago, there was a thunderstorm. On that day, my family suddenly received a phone call from my father asking me to go to his house with my mother. He said that we were not safe outside, so my mother took me to go. I refused. I said that even if it was no longer safe outside, I would not go to a father who refused to be responsible for me.

My mother cried, and her low cry disturbed my heart. My mother told me that my father must have encountered some trouble, so he didn't trust to leave us outside. She begged me to go to my father to reassure my father.

Looking at my mother's tears, my heart finally softened, so my mother and I hurried to my father's house. If I could know what happened next in advance, I don't think I would go to my father's house in my life.

That day, when my father saw me and my mother, he even cried with joy. He took us into the living room. At this time, Zhong Yufan was sitting in the hall watching the super widescreen TV.

Watching the TV, I couldn't help feeling depressed. They were all his children, but my mother and I could only live in a simple place, even watching TV was a luxury. I didn't speak, but sat on the sofa silently.

The mother is trembling and has been chatting with her father. I can see that her mother loves her father very much, and she doesn't even hate her father. What kind of great love is this.

I think if it were me, I could not be half of my mother. For a man who is not responsible for himself, my mother embodies her greatest tolerance.

I never called Zhong Fengting my father, just as Zhong Yufan only called his mother aunt.

When having dinner in the restaurant, Zhong Yufan politely called me brother, but that brother sounded ironic in my ears. It seems that he knows everything.

I despised the eyebrows and really disdained his honorific title. His wealth and honor were all given by my father. At that moment, I vowed that when I grew up, I would use my own hard-working hands to win more property than the Zhongjia family. I would let them know that Ke Zhengwei was the most indomitable man in the world.

After a silent meal, four people sat on the sofa together. My father picked up the remote detector of the TV, so after he pressed it with one finger, the TV turned off.

Dull, very dull atmosphere. I know dad has something to announce.

Sure enough, he cleared his throat and said to Zhong Yufan and me that he received an anonymous letter. Someone said he wanted to kidnap his son, and his son actually included me, so he was afraid.

When I smiled, it turned out that it was just an anonymous letter. How can I believe it? So I took my mother to leave.

Dad quickly took my hand and said, "awei, this anonymous letter is more credible than anything. It is likely that this letter was written by an enemy of my father, so my father must keep you here to be safe."

My mother took my hand and signaled that I must obey my father's arrangement. Looking at her praying face, I had to reluctantly agree.

So that night, my mother and I lived in my father's villa.

When I was sleeping, the rain outside the window was still pouring. Through the bright lights outside the villa, I could see the fine rain, with occasional lightning and thunder, which made the night darker and darker, as if something would really happen.

Mother was afraid and worried. She rushed to my room and would rather sleep on the floor than accompany me. Her father's words frightened her.

She's afraid of losing my only son.

Unable to sleep, I strolled to the window, opened the window, and the cold wind blew in, which also made people more sober.

The people arranged by my father outside the villa are patrolling around. He strengthened his prevention for the safety of Zhong Yufan and me.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling warmer.

Go to sleep. It'll be all right. Maybe it's just a false alarm.

When I reached out to close the window, I suddenly found several people in black walking towards the door of the villa. Obviously, those people were not the people my father sent around the villa to protect me and Zhong Yufan.

My heart was startled. I hurriedly closed the window. My hands were shaking and shaking

The noise, the boundless noise, is the panic of more people in the villa.

My mother is shivering in the corner and holding her fist. I know I can't fight those people who have guns in their hands, but I still have to fight with them, otherwise I won't be willing.

"Mom, who did dad offend?" even if he died, he would die clearly. Even his opponent didn't know that he died in vain.

"Wei'er, don't go downstairs. See if you can get out of this window and leave here. Don't let those villains find you." my mother pushed me to the window.

It's no use. I know. I've just seen those people in black and those who guard outside. It's obviously well-trained, and I can't be their opponent at all.

Will God kill me?

I heard the low footsteps in the stairwell

The footsteps were coming towards my room. My mother nervously grabbed my hand. "Wei'er, let's go." she pushed me to the window.

The third floor, although not high, is definitely not short. Jump? Maybe this is my first attempt in my life.

But what about mom? Will they be bad for mom?

"Mom, I won't go, I want to be with you." firmly without hesitation, he stood in the air outlet in front of the window, holding his mother's hand against the wind.

The footsteps came closer and closer, "Wei'er, go quickly." I suddenly heard my father's trembling voice outside the door. It's over. My father has been caught by them.

It was suddenly very quiet, even without a sound, but I could still feel the breath of the man in black outside the door, with a sneer, and then the door was kicked open with a "clang"

The wind is stronger, and the rain falls obliquely into the house and sprinkles on me. It's cold

My father was pulled to my eyes by the man, and his hair was picked up by the man in black. "Say, this is your son, isn't it?"

The father who ate the pain turned pale, but he didn't say anything.

"Say, is this boy your son?" the man's face covered by a black silk scarf is still ferocious.

The father shook his head and said nothing, but the man in black "slapped" and waved to his father.

Blood, bright red blood spilled along my father's nose and mouth. I felt my mother's trembling hand holding my sleeve more and more tightly.

The man's self-esteem made me take a step proudly at that moment, "loosen him." I didn't say he was my father, because I never called those two words. The reason why I still recognize him was because of my mother's persistence.

The man in black came to me with a grim smile. The gun in his hand suddenly threw into the air, and then drew a beautiful arc, "boy, dare to challenge me. You have seed."

"Let him go." I don't know why everything went out at this moment. I shouted to let him release my father, and I didn't even have any weight to fight with him.