Ye Fanxing looks at Huo Zhendong and doesn't understand what he has done.
Huo Zhendong sat down beside him and said to his mother, "he's so old. He's always angry, and he's not afraid to be angry."
"Then you should do less to make him angry." Huo's mother sighed, "it's not easy for him to attach importance to you now, and you should be angry."
Think of a few years ago, the old chief of Huo Zhendong this son, really want more dissatisfaction with how dissatisfied.
Between her son and her husband, she also has a headache. Fortunately, Huo Zhendong is very sensible and doesn't cause any trouble in the past two years.
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They chatted for a while, then it was time for dinner, and the old chief came down from upstairs.
Ye Fanxing looked at him, "Uncle Huo."
The old chief said with a friendly smile: "stars, long time no see, sit down quickly."
Ye Fanxing nodded and waited until the old chief sat down.
"Dad." Huo Zhendong summoned up the courage to say hello to his father.
Just finished, I felt that the atmosphere of the whole space was cold.
The old chief looked at him with a cold face. "I heard your uncle song say that you were fighting outside again last night?"
Ye Fanxing pauses. Huo Zhendong fought last night... Isn't that what happened to Yang Xue?
It turns out that the old chief is angry because of this.
Huo Zhendong said innocently, "No. I didn't do it. "
"Yes, you didn't do it!" The old chief looked at him seriously, "you let people move your hands. How old are you? Can you stop doing such childish things? I don't know who I am? Do you know how much impact this kind of thing will have if it is posted on the Internet? "
This is the age of the Internet. If there is any bad news, it will be magnified infinitely.
The old chief thought that Huo Zhendong had changed a lot in the past two years, but he didn't expect that he was still so disheartened.
Huo Zhendong raised his eyebrows, lowered his head, ate quietly and did not speak.
It seems that he's used to being taught by his father, and he doesn't hold back.
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During the meal, the old chief asked ye Fanxing about Fu Jingyu, and then left ye Fanxing at home.
At about 10 p.m., ye Fanxing opens the door and is ready to go downstairs to get some water. He sees Huo Zhendong coming out of the old chief's study.
Ye Fanxing remembers that he was called in after dinner, and now he has been out for several hours?
This
He won't be beaten, will he?
Huo Zhendong calm a face, came over, see ye Fanxing, a pause, "you haven't slept."
"Are you all right?" Ye Fanxing looks at him.
In the face of Ye Fanxing's worried eyes, Huo Zhendong's calm face showed a relieved smile, "it's OK. I'm used to it. When I met in the past, my father didn't like me better than now. A little thing can beat me up. I often doubt whether I was his own."
Ye Fanxing knew that he was beaten because of yesterday. He always felt that he was partly responsible, "why didn't you say that you were because of me..."
"It's no use." Huo Zhendong doesn't feel that he is wronged in this fight: "my father is also for my good, afraid that I will cause trouble outside."
The more noble their status is, the more they care about other people's opinions. After all, everything you do will be magnified.
Ye Fanxing some can not understand, "in this case, you should not care about my business yesterday."
"You let me watch you get bullied?" Huo Zhendong said: "even if Jingyu doesn't hate me, I will hate myself. If it's OK, it's just a beating. I won't lose a piece of meat. I'll go to sleep. "