Queen, Forced Marriage

A black limousine suddenly braked at the entrance of Fang's mansion. The sound of the brakes was too harsh in the quiet morning. It stopped just to bring up a bunch of fallen leaves. The housekeeper, Uncle Li, is also anxious about family affairs. Although he is an outsider, he has been a part of the Fang family for so many years. The old man and his wife are very kind to him, not to mention that she still watched the young lady grow up. Yes, such a big thing happened, and he couldn't worry too much. But there is no other way but to stand outside, unable to do anything in a hurry.

When he saw his master's car come back aggressively, he used his toes to figure out what it was because he hurriedly called in his bodyguard to open the door, and then he turned nervously into the house, and he had to notify in advance when he saw this posture. Madam, the temper of the master does not mean that you can accept it.

"Mrs., madam!" Xu is too old to be useful. Butler Li can't help laughing at himself. He was out of breath after running so few steps.

Hearing the anxious voice behind her, Fang's mother thought that something serious had happened again. She quickly got up from the sofa and came to the side of Steward Li and asked, "That's it? So anxious."

"Master, the master is back."

"...I see, you can go down first." After waiting for a moment, his wife responded with such a calm and simple reply.

Fang's mother has been married to Fang's father for decades, and Fang's mother didn't know that Fang's hot temper, she had expected that this person would come back immediately. Unexpectedly, she moved very fast, she straightened the shawl on her back, and raised her foot again. Go to the door and prepare the slippers Fang Dad wants to change.

"Where is Lin Zikui?" Father Fang entered the door angrily, without even looking at Madam Fang. He directly shouted out the name of the writer Lin. It really made Ma Fang secretly relieved that he was a little lucky that Lin Zikui was given to him by her daughter just now. The anger is gone, otherwise this family must be indispensable for that **** storm.

Shaking his head and sighing slightly, he pulled Fang's father slowly and said, "You change your shoes first, you are all this age, so why are you still mad with that kid?"

"Children?! Oh, yes, only Lin Zikui that **** can do such naive things. My baby grandson is about to be born. She hasn't cut off her past events and called her out to me. ."

Father Fang became more and more anxious. He felt that there were landmines all over his body. He had dynamite in his mouth. He didn’t change his shoes. He didn’t know if he was angry or hot. He threw his suit jacket off the sofa on the sofa. .

Mother Lin shook her head for a while, but her frown stretched slightly. I have to say that Lin Zikui and Fang Dad are very similar in some respects, such as being childish at the moment. Fang Yiai and Fang’s mother are very similar, otherwise they wouldn’t like Lin Zikui.

He stepped forward and patted Fang's father on the shoulder, put his index finger to his lips, then looked at his daughter's room with his eyes, and signaled the person in front of him to calm down, and then whispered: "The two people quarreled just now, Xiao Ai He also smashed things, and angered people away without saying anything."

"Huh?" Dad Fang looked a little surprised after hearing this. Her daughter, who is so calm and gentle, would actually do this kind of thing, but after sighing, she felt quite relieved. The little **** Lin Zikui hurt her every time. Daughter, since he was a dad, he couldn't bear to speak loudly. He couldn't help clapping his applause.

"Go!" At the end of the sentence, Fang Fang's mother immediately warned her eyes, what time is this, this person is still talking coldly if the matter is not resolved quickly.

"Is my daughter okay?"

"Hey..." When Fang Yiai was mentioned, Fang's sad face couldn't stop her, her eyes filled with worry, "Shut yourself in the room and see no one."

"Then how?!" Fang's father was so worried, when Fang's mother said that, he turned around and was about to go upstairs, but was stopped.

"What are you going to say? It's better to let the two of them calm down and give each other some space to relax. We are all people here, don't you understand?"

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Lin Zikui drove her own car and wandered aimlessly in the street. The scenes of the two people quarreling and the hurtful words kept lingering in her mind. Her heart was also sad and tight, as if there was a stone. I couldn’t breathe under her pressure, and unconsciously drove downstairs to my own house. I wanted to say that I hadn’t seen my mother for several days, so I went straight into the complex and parked the car in the parking lot, and went upstairs into the elevator back. Home.

Fang's mother was making breakfast in the kitchen. She heard the door opening from outside and didn't mean to come out. She just naturally shouted: "Zaikui is back, where is Mom making breakfast? Have you eaten it? "

A simple homely phrase immediately made Lin Zikui's eyes red. After having endured it for so long, she still couldn't hold her back, but she didn't want to make Lin Ma look worried, so she immediately raised her head and sucked her sour nose, and went to the kitchen door to look at herself. The mother's busy figure choked up and shouted, "Mom."

"Well, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet?"

Fang's mother was born in the scholarly family. Although she had a difficult life afterwards, the training brought to her by the years gave her a lot of wisdom. She turned her head and looked at the dark clouds on her daughter's face before she spoke again. "Mom made you a meal, the preserved egg and lean meat porridge you like, go to the sofa to sit for a while, it will be fine for a while."

After that, the kind smile warmed Lin Zikui's heart again. She knew that her mother knew everything, and expected that she would go home. She pursed her lips and did not speak any more, and turned to the living room after hearing her mother's words.

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At the dinner table, no one spoke first. Lin Zikui has been immersed in the fragrant porridge. Lin's mother knew Lin Zikui didn’t want to talk about it. How could this work? Even if he became famous, he would be a child in the eyes of his parents after all. Emotional matters still need an elder's comfort and enlightenment.

After searching for words in her mind and organizing a number of languages, when Lin Ma finally decided to speak, she was blocked by the sudden doorbell. She reluctantly put down the dishes and patted the back of her daughter's hand. , Got up to open the door.

Lin Zikui’s eyes flashed a little bit of hope compared to Lin’s mother. Could it be that Fang Yi’ai could not worry about her chasing after her, but after another thought, it was impossible. According to the historical records of previous quarrels and Cold War, the boss of Fang Da I haven't had any defeats again, how could it be so easy to compromise, and after thinking about it, the look in his eyes dimmed instantly.

"Who?"

"Yulin!"

Opening the door, he was standing other than Lin Zikui’s biological father, Ji Guokang. With just one glance, Lin’s mother was so frightened that she quickly turned her head and glanced at Lin Zikui, who hadn’t noticed anything, and blocked Ji Guokang in the door. Besides, I followed myself and closed the door.

Very nervous and anxious, he said, "Didn't I tell you not to contact us anymore? How could you find this place."

When asked by Madam Lin, Ji Guokang's eyes were full of injuries. He kept looking at the closed door in front of him, and pleadingly said: "I was very anxious after reading the news this morning, but I didn't answer the phone when I called you. , So I have to come here to find you guys, want to see Zikui, is she okay?"

Looking at Ji Guokang's appearance, Fang's mother understood that she would not be able to send people away for a while. She was worried that Lin Zikui would find it and drag Ji Guokang out.

"I know it is not difficult to find where we live with your ability, but have you ever thought that your appearance in front of Zikui several times will make her suspicious? Today you also saw it, as long as it is about her news There will be a storm in the city, and she is being watched so closely by the media now, if it breaks out, how can it be done that she is an illegitimate child."

Although Fang’s voice was small, she was extremely emotional, she couldn’t help but tightly tugged on Ji Guokang’s sleeves, flushed anxiously, her eyes filled with tears and said again: "Don’t come to her, don’t bother us. Life."

"But... But she, after all, is my daughter, and I am already old. I just want to make up for her. Isn't it good for her to recognize her ancestors?"

"She... no longer needs her father!"

With these last words, Mother Lin had calmed her mind and looked at the eyes of the man in front of her with unprecedented calmness. Although the words were ruthless, it should be so. Lin Zikui has grown so old that she has long been accustomed to life without a father. But like a bayonet, it was as cruel as Ji Guokang's heart.

Suddenly, this business man's heart was surging, and he stared at the words of Mama Lin: "No, no one can do without a father. It is an indisputable fact that I am his father!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't want to enter the house and ask about the news*, and turned and left angrily.

The bodyguards waiting downstairs saw Ji Guokang walking towards them with a gloomy face, and did not dare to delay for a moment. He immediately opened the door and let Ji Guokang get in the car. When the driver was about to start the car, he was called to a stop by the driver who had just got on the car. , A group of people swarmed up to stop an ordinary car parked on the side of the street, opened the door rudely, forced the driver in the car, and grabbed the camera in his hand.

One of the bodyguards ran back to Ji Guokang's car with the camera in his hand, and respectfully handed things over through the car window: "Ji Dong, a paparazzi can sneak pictures of you.

Looking at the photos in the camera, most of them are Lin Zikui. It seems that the paparazzi is actually taking photos of Lin Zikui, and only when he meets him inadvertently, he just took him in again. However, there is no anger in his eyes, no anger, but a sly flash, looking up at the trembling paparazzi being carried by his own group of bodyguards, with a smile on his lips, and his calm and low forehead voice to the car window. The bodyguard next to him said, "Bring that person into my car."

Fu You raised her head and looked at the balcony of Lin Zikui’s house, and secretly squeezed her fist on her knees. Lin Zikui was destined to be his daughter Ji Guokang. This matter should be made public and let the whole world know. He will use everything in the future to make up for her. For the twenty-four years owed, he is willing to pay no amount of price to compensate him, because he loves the continuation of his life so deeply.