urse Yi Mu Yang's ancestors for eighteen generations. 。"Mr. Shu, you've seen our contract and design drawings, haven't you Honestly speaking, are we not following the design drawings We have achieved...He wasn't one to coddle children, picky eater, was he Wouldn't eat Then starve. In full view of everyone, he ignored Han Zhaoyi's wailing and ate both their portions of food himself. The child looked down on others, no one paid attention to his cries, no one indulged him, so after a while, he sat opposite them in silence, watching Zhao Tingxing eat all the dishes from his own plate that he liked. He had some backbone, just watching, not begging for mercy.

After dinner, Zhao Ting walked ahead, while he trailed behind him step by step, like a little tail. For the first time, he experienced a world where someone was more domineering than him, completely disregarding his center.

My nose was just so stuffy from crying, sniffling and sniveling. It felt especially pronounced in the elevator, Zhao Tingxing handed me a napkin he had taken from the restaurant earlier, his tone still a bit harsh: "Man up, don't cry like a little girl."

Han Zhaoyi was stubborn and wouldn't pay him any mind. She didn't take his paper either, just wiped her nose with her arm and held back her tears.

Zhao Tingxing looked at this, his anger dissipated by half. This kid has some personality.

He arrived at the hotel suite and dashed inside. He sat down on the sofa, picked up the landline phone, and before Zhao Tingxing could react, he dialed 110. His voice was childish but his words were clear: "Police uncle, come quickly and save me, someone is kidnapping a child here."

Zhao Tingxing hurriedly went over and hung up the phone. This little bastard couldn't be indulged at all. Just as he hung up, the phone rang again immediately. He looked, and it was a call from 110.

To avoid any misunderstandings, Zhao Tingxing had to answer the phone and made a shushing gesture to Han Zhaoyi. As soon as he answered, Han Zhaoyi came over and snatched the phone, shouting, "I want to go home, I want to go home!"

This matter escalated so much that Zhao Tingxing never imagined, thanks to Han Zhaoyi, he once again entered the police station. This time, he was treated as a suspect in human trafficking. The police broke into the hotel and took him away under everyone's watchful eyes.

When they arrived at the police station, the officer on duty recognized the pair – a parent and child. He pondered for a moment before realizing that this was the father and son from a previous incident where the father had brought his child to the station to be disciplined by the officers.

What's going on today

The child cried first, accusing: "He kidnapped me."

"How to kidnap"

"They brought me here from school, saying it was for my grandmother's funeral," Han Zhao Yi said truthfully. Thinking back on it, he realized he had been deceived.

The police officer laughed: "How can taking you home by your father be considered a lie"

"He is not my father," Han Zhao Yi stated resolutely.

"Oh You said last time he was your father, we have records of that."

Even at a young age, Han Zhaoyi finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot. Times change, and now he didn't want Zhao Tingxing as his father.

Seeing the little punk speechless, Zhao Tingxing's anger disappeared from his heart.

This time, the police officer had a new student to teach, no longer Zhao Tingxing for wasting police resources, but Han Zhaoyi: "Kid, have you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf Police officers are here to protect people in real danger. If you keep tricking the police like this, next time you actually encounter danger, the police won't believe you and won't come to your rescue. What will you do then"

Han Zhao Yi was educated until his eyes were red. He told the truth this time, why wouldn't they believe him

Zhao Tingxing dragged him to apologize to the police: "It's all my fault for not educating him well, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

It's rare for a dog to spit out ivory.

After much fussing, the father and son finally returned to the hotel. Being a child after all, Han Zhao Yi was now well-behaved and missed home: “I miss my mother and grandmother and grandfather. Can you take me back”

Zhao Tingxing had just finished calling the housekeeper to send up some food. That little bastard might be as mischievous as he was, but he couldn't starve him to the point of illness. After all, it would be a bigger headache for him then.

After about half an hour, Han Zhaoyi cried herself to sleep, exhausted from crying. She was hungry but fell asleep lying on the bed. The doorbell rang, and she thought it was the housekeeper bringing her food. She opened the door to find Han Li standing there instead.

Han Li didn't say a word, she pushed him away directly and walked inside. Her aura was unstoppable. After finishing the call in the evening, she took the fastest flight back to Senzhou.

The suite was large, Han Li turned a circle before seeing Han Zhao Yi's sleeping room, and rushed in. Seeing him asleep brought her some comfort.

Then she walked back to the living room to see Zhao Tingxing. Even though her anger was burning inside, when she saw him, it instantly subsided.

The last time I saw him was at the county funeral home, and then he disappeared. Now, looking at him again, he's still tall and strong, but he's lost weight, even his cheeks are thinner.

He would never expose his weakness in front of anyone, not even for a moment, probably swallowing it back down himself.

Before he could speak, the doorbell rang again. It was the butler pushing a trolley, and Han Li glanced at it. It was a children's meal, all of Han Zhao Yi's favorites.

Where could she possibly have any resentment left

"Giving him so much to eat at night isn't good for his health."

Zhaoting looked at her with a gloomy expression, his tone as sharp as he could make it: "Running around in the middle of the night for something to do"

As he spoke, he grabbed her roughly and pulled her toward his room.

Although Han Li was tall, there was no one who could stand against him. Also, he was afraid of waking up Han Zhao Yi and having him see this pathetic scene, so he could only silently resist.

in silence,

He kissed her, and she bit him back, leaving a mouthful of blood.

The bloody smell stimulated Zhao Tingxing even more. In just a few moves, he stripped her clothes clean and tied her hands.

Han Li couldn't resist at all.

Zhao Tingxing's heart was a maelstrom of anger and burning passion.

"What are you pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman"

"Was everything planned out the first time you came back"

"Secretly raised for four years"

"Huh"

He was so furious, he nearly pierced her with his rage.

It wasn't voluntary, her heart was resisting, but her body adapted to him. Caught in this conflict of emotions, she couldn't utter a single word.

Who is to blame between them

Zhao Tingxing may not be a good person, but he was not wrong in this relationship.

She left, and she came back.

"I'm sorry."

She tried to appease him, trying a different way of communicating.

The more she apologized, the redder Zhao Tingxing's eyes became, and the more ruthless he appeared.

She was bound, unable to move. Fearful of disturbing Han Zhaoyi next door, she could only grit her teeth and endure.

Waves after waves came crashing in, threatening to engulf her.

Actually, he submerged Zhao Tingxing, finally collapsing beside her, gasping for breath.

He didn't loosen his grip, nor did he acknowledge her. After calming down, he tidied himself up and left in an orderly fashion.

She was left there alone, her whole body aching, lying there in a mess and slowly pulling her hands out.o his gaming account was approved quickly. 。There's no right or wrong, just different approaches. 。Zhuo Yu'an developed games out of a sense of social responsibility, so he personally managed the gam...