My uncle, take it easy

How could things be like this?

Fang Xiyou hates her. She has known about this for a long time. But, Zeng Quan, how can Zeng Quan give up his future for her? How is that possible? He's not stupid? How could he.

But Fang Xiyou said that. Is Fang Xiyou saying that out of resentment, or is that the truth?

Sufan couldn't figure it out. She didn't believe Zeng Quan would do that. It's right that Zeng Quan has been helping Huo Shuqing all the time. They get along well with each other, which is the most gratifying thing for her. Her elder brother Yongyuan HaoYou and her husband are so interlinked, helping and promoting each other. How can this not make people happy?

However, how could their tacit understanding and harmony be for her? No way.

She couldn't figure it out, but who could she talk to? Can you talk to Zeng Quan? Can you ask Zeng Quan? How did he end up? They are still members of this family. If everything is Fang Xiyou's conjecture, and she questions Zeng Quan as a fact, what would Zeng Quan think of Fang Xiyou? Their relationship between husband and wife was on the verge of collapse. If she asked Zeng Quan.

Forget it. Don't say anything. Don't say anything.

But why is Zeng Quan.

She loves Huo Shuqing, she hopes Huo Shuqing can realize his dream, but Zeng Quan also has his dream, Zeng Quan should have the opportunity to realize his dream, how can it be.

Sufan's mind is in a mess. What should she do?

Time goes by in silence.

"Mom." Nianqing suddenly called out and aroused Su fan from his mind.

Su fan looked at her daughter.

My daughter drew a picture, which said "to my favorite aunt"!

aunt.

"This is for your aunt?" Su fan asked.

"Well, my aunt said that when our plum blossom was open, I would draw it and give it to her. Yesterday I saw that there were flowers and bones in grandma's house, so I wanted to draw it and give it to my aunt." Nianqing said.

Plum blossom, plum blossom again? How to entangle with plum blossom?

Su fan was upset.

"Mom, I went to see my aunt." Nianqing then picked up the painting and ran out.

Su fan didn't chase. Now Nianqing goes to find Fang Xiyou. She'd better avoid Fang Xiyou for a while!

When Nianqing runs to the front yard, Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou are about to go out. Seeing their backs, Nianqing shouts.

"Uncle, aunt, wait for me!"

When Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou heard this, they stopped and looked back. Then they saw Nianqing coming.

Seeing that the child was panting, Zeng Quan quickly took two steps and picked up Nian Qing.

"What's the matter?" Zeng Quan asked.

Nianqing gasped and said, "uncle, uncle, I, i

"Don't worry, don't worry, speak slowly." Tseng Chuen road.

Fang Xiyou watched Zeng Quan speak to Nianqing in such a soft voice. His anger began to stir again. It's because of Su fan that Zeng Quan loves Nianqing so much?

"Aunt." Nianqing cried.

"What's the matter, Nianqing?" Fang Xiyou walks to Zeng Quan with a smile on his face.

Read Qing flutter, let uncle put down himself, Zeng Quan put down read Qing.

"Aunt, this is my painting for you." Nianqing raises her head and shows Fang Xiyou the picture in her hand.

Fang Xiyou was stunned.

"Painting? You give it to me Fang Xiyou was surprised and took over the painting with her hand. She saw the words "to my dearest aunt" written on the painting. Her aunt's "Uncle" couldn't write, and she wrote another word "Nine".

Fang Xiyou, completely shocked.

There is a red plum flower and a flower on the paper.

"You, how do you do it?" Fang Xiyou asked in surprise.

"Aunt, didn't you say that when the plum blossom at home opened, I would draw a picture for you? Yesterday, I saw that the plum blossoms in grandma's place had sprouted, so I drew this picture. The flower next to me is what I thought Nianqing raises her head and says to Xiyou with a smile on her small face.

Fang Xiyou's heart suddenly stagnated.

Nianqing's innocent smile, and the red and gorgeous flowers in front of her eyes.

Zeng Quan didn't know what Fang Xiyou was thinking. Seeing that Nianqing was so attentive, he touched Nianqing's head with a smile and said, "the little painter in our family is wonderful. Then, uncle, can you ask the little painter to draw one for him?"

"What does my uncle want me to draw?" Nianqing asked with a smile.

"Well, everything is good. No matter what we send to my uncle, my uncle likes it." Zeng Quan also said with a smile.

"Well, I'll go back and think about it." Nianqing said.

"Well, you think so much. When my uncle comes back, he wants to receive your present!" Zeng Quan said with a smile.

Nianqing nodded, said "goodbye" to his aunt and uncle, and then ran to the courtyard.

Fang Xiyou stands up, looks at the painting that Nianqing gave him, and then looks at Nianqing's back, but sees Su fan standing at the gate of Yuedong.

Nianqing runs to her mother. Fang Xiyou looks at Su fan quietly and doesn't move.

Zeng Quan then waved to call a security guard, the other side Xi you way: "this, put away first."

Fang Xiyou saw that he pointed to the painting she got, and then he reflected. He gave the painting to the security guard and walked to the gate with Zeng Quan.

Su fan is looking at them in the distance, Fang Xiyou knows, but she won't look back.

Zeng Quan didn't say anything about the gift that Nianqing gave Fang Xiyou, or about going to the Yang family later.

Both of them came out of the house without saying a word. There was no car passing by in the alley. It was as if there was only the sound of Fang Xiyou's high heels.

It's not long to walk from Zeng's house to Yang's house. There are two doors, 300 meters apart. Two people walking, even can clearly see the door not far away.

The two of them have been walking this road for many years. However, after so many years, they have always been so quiet. Walking quietly, without a word, never holding hands, never holding shoulders, just walking for so many years.

At the door of the Yang family, Zeng Quan pressed the doorbell.

The security guard of the Yang family immediately opened the door and invited them in.

Fang Xiyou breathes out a deep breath and walks into the Yang family with Zeng Quan.

"Leader Zeng, madam Zeng, this way, please." Yang Siling's father's secretary came running to meet them.

"Thank you." Zeng Quan said.

"The leader is in the back study." The Secretary said.

As a result, Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou followed Yang Siling's father's secretary and walked into the backyard of the Yang family.

The yard of the Yang family is smaller than that of the Zeng family.

When they came to Yang's study, Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou saw that Yang was sitting there drinking tea, perhaps waiting for them all the time!

Zeng Quan greets leader Yang, who gets up, shakes hands with Zeng Quan, and asks them to sit down.

"You go out first!" Yang said to the secretary.

The secretary left, leaving only Mr. and Mrs. Zeng Quan and leader Yang in the study.

"I didn't expect that we would be sitting here today." Yang said.

"We're here today to end this with you." Tseng Chuen road.

"End? Is my daughter's life so worthless to you? " Yang said.

Zeng Quan and Fang Xiyou are not surprised. Leader Yang will surely know that Yang Siling has died. After all, there were some accidents when Su Yiheng was transporting the body last night.

"I'm sorry about Miss Yang's accident." Tseng Chuen road.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My daughter, I was raised to such a big age. I've been in pain all my life. In the end, I've been killed by you. Do you have only one excuse? " Yang said.

Fang Xiyou's heart is uncomfortable to hear leader Yang say so.

As soon as Zeng Quan was about to speak, she put her hand on his leg. Zeng Quan looked at her, and Fang Xiyou gave him a look and motioned him not to speak.

"Leader Yang, do you think it's our fault that your daughter has come this far?" Fang Xiyou asked.

"Miss Fang is the last person to want her alive." Yang leader looked at Fang Xiyou, said.

"If your daughter doesn't participate in the design and frame Zeng's leader, we all hope that she will live well. Maybe our two neighbors will still be good neighbors. " Fang Xiyou said.

"So my family is to blame?" Yang said.

"The deceased is the greatest. We won't blame your daughter here. If we have to find a fault, we have to find someone to bear all this. Leader Yang knows who we should look for better than us!" Fang Xiyou said.

With that, she took back her hand on Zeng Quan's leg and took a look at Zeng Quan.

Zeng Quan said to leader Yang, "we are also sorry for your daughter's accident, but this time, your daughter is not the only victim. In fact, both our families have been calculated.

That man took advantage of your daughter to frame me, and encouraged you to make unrealistic judgments, putting the future and destiny of your Yang family in danger. Now things have come to such a point that you and I have been punished, but the real murderer is at large. Leader Yang, if you insist on going your own way to fight against us, you will only let more people of the Yang family and your friends suffer a blow. "

With a cold smile, leader Yang interrupted Zeng Quan and said, "if I don't pursue my daughter, you will let me go?"

As soon as Zeng Quan was about to speak, leader Yang continued: "I'm not a three-year-old, nor the first day I stepped into officialdom. I know exactly what you will do to me.

Now that my daughter is dead and my granddaughter is missing, who's next? It's me. What do you want to do with me? I think I'm going to move out of here in two days

"Leader Yang, today we are here to talk with you about your daughter's death. We also want to persuade you to make the right choice. Don't be used by some people to make friends hurt and enemies quick!" Tseng Chuen road.

Where is the enemy? Zeng Quan said, Fang Xiyou and Yang leaders are looking at him. Is he really going to treat the Yang family as his own“ What do you mean Leader Yang asked Zeng Quan. Zeng Quan took out a mobile phone, opened a prepared picture and handed it to leader Yang“ You'll see. " Tseng Chuen road. You can search Baidu for the latest chapter of "Uncle chatting about jiutao novels (9txs. ORG)"! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.