Zhuang Jingyan stared at him and pursed her lips. The emotions on her face began to become a little out of control. Her eyes became wet for some reason. She wiped her hands and said, "Tongtong looked at your father and told him not to be excited and get sick again. I just cooked enough dishes, so I will take them out..."

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Lin Yitong would never have thought that one day, the four of them would sit at the same table and have dinner.

When I went to the kitchen to help Zhuang Jingyan serve food, Zhuang Jingyan took a meal. Seeing her behind her, she looked down with a pleasing look, and her throat felt a little bitter, and she said, "So many years have passed. Logically, I shouldn't have been holding on to others. After all, it's nothing wrong with him, but I'm just..." Thinking of today's news content, I looked at Lin Yitong and said, "But I still handled your business well. I dare to do it and recognize it. I am responsible."

Jing Sheng's death cannot be hindered from him. Now that Jing Sheng is gone, what is the point of catching the emotional grievances and grudges between several young people back then?

"You have been having a hard time these days. Just hide here and go to sue them another day."

"Mom, I..." She wanted to explain that she and Huo Siran were not the same group, and they were not a pair of Da like she saw, as she did.

"You stay away from the heavy smoke, go out first, I'll come later."

Helplessly, she walked out of the kitchen and saw Gu Xuewen and Huo Siran sitting together and chatting, her spine subconsciously tense, and thin sweat emerged from her little hands.

"What did you do in those two years abroad?"

"Participate in military exercises, international exchanges, and special tasks." Huo Siran explained, but the words were all calm.

Sitting down carefully, Zhuang Jingyan brought out the last dish. She hurriedly got up to help with the dishes, for fear that she would be inattentive later and that the meal would be ruined.

Zhuang Jingyan took off her apron, her face turned pale and cold. She slowly put the apron beside her and stared at Hosran and said, "I heard that one of the crimes in the lawsuit you fought was an attempted murder?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Hosran raised his eyes and stared at her and nodded.

Zhuang Jingyan sneered: "Tongtong has been mother and daughter for more than three years. We can't reach the things four years ago, but during the period after Jing Sheng's death, you two were together."

Four years ago, during the period after Jing Sheng's death.

Huo Siran's eyes were staring at Zhuang Jingyan, but his hand had reached out and took the hot edge of the bowl held by Lin Yitong's little hand. The soup just cooked was still boiling. The bowl was not heat-resistant enough, and she was obviously trembling slightly. When he took it, she obviously looked much more relaxed, but her heart was still tightly held. The soft and cold little hand had been separated by him and was firmly held in his palm.

"I didn't protect her. She had suffered a lot of grievances during that period, and was almost killed by someone."

Zhuang Jingyan sneered even more: "What were you doing then?"

The pale face of her little face emerged from the blush that was hot by the soup: "Mom..."

Hosran's handsome face looked more and more like a knife and axe under the mist that was rising from the soup. Her edges and corners were clear, her fairy lines were sharp, and her voice came from the depths of her chest: "I am fanning the flames and helping the evil. If I was so at that time, she would not leave like that."

Zhuang Jingyan nodded, her eyes were red and her pupils were warm by the soup. She lowered her head and picked up the small wine cup, which was treasured by Gu Xuewen and said, "I won't care about anything else. Who did she call her mother before? She had a grudge with someone else, no matter what. From the day she came to me, she was my daughter, the only one left in her life, Huo Siran, if you dare..."

If you dare...

Unexpectedly, before Zhuang Jingyan finished speaking, she heard the sound of the chair wiping the ground. Huo Siran was already holding the table with one hand, holding her little hand firmly in her palm, and suddenly stood up slowly. The pressure and deterrence brought by the tall and straight body shocked Gu Xuewen and his wife on the table. Zhuang Jingyan looked up at him with a pale face. His thin lips were a little pale, but he turned to look at Lin Yitong and spoke lightly.

"If this is your parents you have identified in this life, I apologize to you in front of them. Sorry, I don't understand, domineering, and self-righteous, which brought you so much harm, making you feel that life is worse than death... Tongtong, I'm sorry." He was not afraid of admitting this way, apologizing, and taking it for granted in front of her parents and people in the world. These are all natural.

His finger bones hurt slightly, and her bright and beautiful little face turned red and white, feeling embarrassed to death: "Hosran..."

Enough.

"I was there when Jing Sheng passed away," he continued, "There is one thing I can never compare to in his life, that is, he has never hurt you, and has never been. But if there is that opportunity, you are willing to give me a chance to pay my life, Tongtong, you can try this second half of your life."

The embarrassing blush on her face was almost burning her out. In front of her elders, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to be too embarrassed.

Dizzy.

Zhuang Jingyan and Gu Xuewen, as people of the previous generation, had never experienced such a scene, and were also shaken at this moment. Zhuang Jingyan held a wine glass in her hand, trembling, her eyes were wet and hot, and her chest was surging and surging.

"..." Zhuang Jingyan took a deep breath and suppressed her tears, "Okay, we... are commonplace today, don't make those false, you..."

You sit down.

The soft fingertips that were rubbed to the redness were gently pulling him down at this moment, and her skin was pressing against each other, and her slight force made him unable to resist.

Gu Xuewen, who had been silent on the other side, poured a cup of tea. He was just sick and couldn't drink, so he simply replaced it with tea. He smiled reluctantly and raised his cup to Huo Siran: "Come and have a drink. I should have been in prison for 13 or 14 years, but I gave it a discount for me. Although I am old, I know what's going on. Regarding Jing Sheng..." Speaking of his biological son, Mr. Gu's eyes turned red. After enduring it, he said, "Let's forget it..."

Lin Yitong was surprised when she heard this. It was a certain fact that Gu Xuewen performed well in prison, but she was released after being imprisoned for a few years. It was unexpected that she had not expected. Upon hearing this, she looked at the tall man beside her with unsteady breath. Was he arranged this?

Huo Siran picked up the wine glass, with unexplainable red blood in his deep eyes, and he also picked up the wine glass: "I'm sorry to Jing Sheng."

Gu Xuewen waved his hand. It is hard to say about the relationship between men and women. If you can't get along, you can't blame anyone for robbing whom. If you can rob the other party and live a good life, it only means that the two are not in a good relationship.

The smile on Huo Siran's lips became lighter and lighter, revealing a bit of a split heartache, and said hoarsely; "I mean, if I had known how to turn around and change, and how to regress, Jing Sheng might have been there."

At that time, he was a little soft-hearted and let go of his hatred and persuaded Jing Sheng, perhaps he could avoid the shot he fired at him.

Although these things can only become "if", and although in Jing Sheng's values, living a life is not as good as dying calmly, he did feel guilty for that scene for so many years. He was able to say it at this moment, making him feel lucky that someone could come. I heard him say these buried in the deepest part of his heart.

"My own son, I believe," Gu Xuewen nodded with red eyes, "He has always admired you and respected you. If he still feels that you deserve his admiration and respect until his death, then you should have no place, I'm sorry."

Two small white porcelain cups meet together, and the strong wine enters the throat. It is a smell that years have cut through the throat, making people feel that it is not enough to make a thousand turns.

"And the matter of your aunt returning to school-" Gu Xuewen simply poured himself a glass of wine. Zhuang Jingyan frowned and wanted to take it away. He begged and said, "Just drink a glass", then turned to Huo Siran, his tone slowing down, "This old woman has always loved to teach a student all her life. She almost got mad at home for the two years she stayed at home, and she has to thank her for this."

The things revealed at the dinner table hit the petite figure like bombs, just like she knew that the person in the email was Huo Siran. She was so shocked at first, but then she began to feel so natural. His guilt was always true, and his hatred and feelings for Jing Sheng were so clearly distinguished.

"Come on, try it too. Your dad has been hiding for many years, and I don't even let me touch it..." Zhuang Jingyan secretly said to Lin Yitong, and the small wine glass I gave her was poured.

Huo Siran noticed sensitively. When she was speechless, she hugged her soft waist firmly, with a faint smell of alcohol between her thin lips, and her strong body pressed against her, putting her petite and looking at Zhuang Jingyan: "She is in poor health and can't drink much, I'll take care of her."

He remembered the fact that she had only one kidney, and even a slight danger, he would not allow it.

He picked up the wine glass and drank the spirit again. The moving Adam's apple swayed in her vision. Her curly eyelashes, which were as curly as butterfly as wings, gently brushed the honey-colored skin on his neck, and smelled it full of his smell. He gently raised his eyes and looked at his sharp jaws. Finally, he understood what he said today, "Now, you call them parents"!

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I don’t know how long the phone on the back seat of the car has been shocked.

Huo Siran was slightly drunk, but when the person in his arms moved slightly, he opened Qingming's eyes.

She seemed to be very careful when she woke him up. She turned her slightly red face gently and said, "My parents have prepared a room for you to rest. If you feel drunk, you can go."

Huo Siran looked out the window indifferently. It was lunch break, and Zhuang Jingyan was going to school to attend classes in the afternoon, which was inconvenient for him.

"I'll leave after a while," he said lightly, facing her, just in time to capture the flash of the flash of her eyes. Perhaps it was his disappointment that he had misread, "Do you think I'm drunk?"

"I don't remember that you used to be so good at drinking." She said calmly and calmly, but with a different taste. In the past, he always looked for trouble when he was drunk, especially for her.

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Hosran saw her emotions, and his big palm gently stroked her petite back and forth, caressing all her alertness and dissatisfaction, and slowly relaxed her nerves. In the slightly warm atmosphere of the autumn sun entering the car window, he was tightly hugged to his chest, and his thin lips rubbed through her fine and soft bangs, and the breath was blended together.

"Men will only find drunk when they want to get drunk. If they have a slightest desire to control themselves, they will not be drunk." The smell of alcohol from his lips was full of mellow and sexy wine, but his deep eyes were really sober like bright stars, caressing her hair and asked quietly, "Did I receive the sorry I just received?"

Have you received it in her heart?

She nodded awkwardly: "You don't need to do this."

"I should kneel down and beg you for forgiveness, maybe that's not enough." He stared at everything outside the glass in front of the car in cold eyes, saying to himself. She was ignorant and felt that all this was being processed now and that was enough. Women asked for so little, and it seemed that the result was not as important as his clear and determined attitude.

"There is a cause and effect. I am not an unreasonable person. I have thought about it carefully. Most of the grievances at that time have a cause." Although she was reluctant, she still admitted it awkwardly.

He sneered in self-deprecatingly, but hugged her tighter, and said softly: "Tell me, what did you think at that time."

Her little head lies on his chest. When she recalled those, her eyes were slightly red, but she said honestly: "There are many times when I have doubted whether I shouldn't love you."

"From the embarrassment of Jing Sheng to the matter of my mother, I once guessed whether men were like this, careless, and never thought about me from my perspective. But I asked people with your identity to think about my feelings, so I felt so inferior that I felt that I was not qualified. But I later realized that this shouldn't be like this for couples."

Her small and hot breath went up along his bright and handsome neckline, and her beautiful eyes were like red-colored glass beads, staring at him: "I hurt, but you looked at him, and even started, I was thinking about how you love you; Yun Shang was cancerous, you wanted to use my kidney to save her, I would wonder if it was maybe, because you love her a little more than you love me..."

Hosran's thin lips slowly covered her. The temperature of her little face was so hot that he didn't even dare to kiss him hard. He asked in a deep voice: "What about now? Have I become better? Have I ever loved him as you thought?"

Her eyes were red, like a flying bird returning home. It was so difficult to sort out her own ideas little by little. He had settled, changed, and became overturned, she knew.

"I didn't finish it." Her soft lips rubbed against him, and gently opened and closed the sentence, making people throbbing. "I'm sorry about the incident between me and Jing Sheng, and I have never denied my apology. I didn't mean it."

Hosran kissed her slightly out of control, ate the last few words into her stomach, and she became stuttering, as if she was biting with him.

"I love you." The tense nerves turned into these heart-burning words and bone-burning characters, engraved into the bone marrow.

Her little hands slowly stroked his shirt and collar, and climbed onto his strong shoulders. She even felt that she must have been drunk as the warm tears blended with the strong smell of alcohol.

This is only true when she is drunk, she is not like this.

The numbness that deeply sucked the root of the tongue again spread throughout the limbs and bones. The petite body couldn't help but shrink her shoulders, and was pressed against the steering wheel. In the violent fusion and lingering, she clearly felt a familiar desire ignited. His big palm stroked the hair on her face and leaned over to plunder them until a sharp horn sound was heard. It was her thin shoulders that hit the horn button. Hosran woke up and tightened her waist, allowing her to slowly return to his arms.

Lin Yitong's face was flushed, and she couldn't help but sigh and buried her deep in his arms, sighing at what happened to her repeated out of control during this period.

Hosran smiled faintly, his eyes were slightly wet, and he buried his head in her slightly torn collar. His tender skin gave him a sense of belonging that he had never lived in his life. "I miss you so much."

She seemed to have been away for a whole few years, and he really missed her very much.

She quietly leaned in his arms, and suddenly saw something through the collar he unbuttoned, and his little hand couldn't help but gently stretch it open. The collarbone was left to the left, and near the upper part of his heart, there was a scar that she had never seen before. It was as ferocious as having been cut open, and the sewing was rough, and even spiraled in a concave shape. She touched it gently, shocked and asked, "What is this?"

With her head buried, she couldn't see the expression on Hosran's face, but her little hand was slowly held by his big palm and left the wound.

"Guss wound." He explained calmly, kissing and falling on her head with love.

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In the synagogue, there was chaos.

The whole meeting was live broadcast. When everything was ready, the secretary missed the request of the military representative of the country, because the security. The bureau was sweating a few minutes ago.

He sent news that he could not find Hosran, and no one knew about his private affairs and private life, let alone found his traces.

The other party was wearing a specially made military uniform, but his smile was cold and cunning. On the live broadcast, he ruthlessly rebuked China for having no sincerity in communication and not even the person who should attend the most was present, which was a contempt for several countries.

In the camera, Deputy Secretary Cen was already pale. There was nothing he could do except to invite them to take the seat with the secretary awkwardly. Unexpectedly, the other party shook his hand, shrugged and sneered, and left immediately with representatives from several countries!

Such explosive news appeared in the front page headlines of major web sites in less than a minute with a explosive name.
To be continued...