Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

"No solution."

Ouyang Hao took out his tie and threw it on the table. He closed his eyes wearily.

"How can I do that?" Yunli's voice can't help but become sharp, "do you know that my son has locked himself in the house for several days because of this matter, and you still don't solve this matter, do you want to drive my son crazy“

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

Ouyang Hao suddenly stood up without warning, his tie fell on Yunli, and his deep eyes were full of red blood.

"I've been busy with this all these days. Are you blind?"

Ouyang Hao, who is impatient, pokes Yunli's chest with his fingers and asks with tears.

Everyone came to ask him if they knew that he was the most tired one!

Looking at the wrinkles that cloud Li could not hide with the foundation, Ouyang Hao suddenly felt that the family was stuffy.

I don't know when, every time he goes home, what he gets is not warm greetings, but endless demands.

He's tired. He's really tired.

He suddenly missed the warm and happy time with his ex-wife and eldest son.

Ouyang Hao slams the door and leaves the study.

Soon, the sound of the car engine sounded, and a black car slowly drove away from Ouyang's villa.

Yunli sat on the floor of her study, her face at a loss.

……

Different from the atmosphere of Ouyang's family, Huangfu's family was warm at this time.

Huang Fuzheng was sitting on the sofa, wearing presbyopic glasses and reading a newspaper in his hand.

Huangfujing also faded the cynicism of the day and sat quietly on the sofa next to huangfujing to peel apples.

The warm orange light on the top of the head envelops the two of them, softens the lines on their faces, and looks incomparably harmonious and beautiful.

"Grandfather, eat the apple!"

Huangfujing cut the apple into small pieces and put them in a crystal plate with toothpicks on it.

Huangfu Zheng closed his newspaper, took off his reading glasses and looked at Huangfu Jing. "Do you have something to do with Ouyang HaoChen?"

"No

With only two people left, huangfujing would not lie to huangfujing.

"Really?"

Huang Fu Zheng's eyes fell on Huang Fu Jing, obviously not believing that there was no his arm in it.

"Really." Huang Fu Jing shrugged and folded his legs. He picked up Huang Fu Zheng's newspaper and put it on his leg. "I'm here to help Ouyang HaoChen call an ambulance. As for other things, it should be cold."

He said something uncertain like "should", but huangfujing's tone was positive.

"Xiao Han?" Huangfuzheng put down the apple, "Xiao Han and he also have a grudge?"

"Yes, the goods want to rob Han's girlfriend, and then... You know..."

The two of them knew it by heart.

Huang Fuzheng shook his head helplessly, "if it is true that the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked."

The mother is like this, so is the son.

"Ha ha!" Huangfujing's face was full of smiles, and his peach blossom eyes were cold. "Now, Ouyang's family must be in a mess!"

"Blame yourself, no wonder others."

If Ouyang HaoChen hasn't done anything, Xi Muhan can't find fault with him.

But on the contrary, that's what I deserve.