C12

"Darling, I'm sorry, don't cry. You're going to your calligraphy class later, so you can't do anything else, can you? " Gu Yan said while holding Han Hong.

Han Hong was still looking at her in fear. He didn't shake his head or nod.

"Hong'er likes to go to calligraphy classes, right? We said that since you have already studied, you should persevere on. There's no reason for you to skip class, right? " Gu Yan continued.

Han Hong finally nodded, but he still looked wronged. His mother had been so angry just now that it had scared him.

"Alright, baby stop crying. Let's go eat breakfast, okay?" Gu Yan kissed her son on the cheek.

The little guy nodded again.

"But, I also want to go see grandpa …" Han Hong couldn't help but say.

Gu Yan was instantly a little angry, "Let's talk about this later."

Han Hong heard his mother's harsh tone and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Gu Yan took Han Hong's small schoolbag, opened the door and walked out.

Han Yuan was still standing there. The moment he saw Han Hong, he really wanted to snatch his son from her hands.

However, doing so would hurt the child even more and make the child even more afraid.

He couldn't! A son cannot be the victim of discord between his wife and his husband.

Therefore, he said to Su'er: "Hong'er goes to calligraphy class, next time we go to see grandpa, okay?"

Han Hong nodded obediently, then followed his mother out of the room.

Walking out of the door, Gu Yan turned to Han Hong, "Hong'er, there are many germs in the hospital, children are very susceptible to diseases. For your health, you can't go to the hospital —"

"Then why did Daddy go?" Han Hong asked innocently.

"He is the Lord —"

"Then why does Grandpa live there?"

"He's a patient —"

Gu Yan tersely answered.

"Remember your mother's words, you can't go!" Gu Yan finally warned him, "You can't go to the hospital to see your grandfather without your mother's permission!"

Han Qian pouted his small mouth and became displeased.

He had been there before, so why couldn't he go now? Why did Mom always have to quarrel with Dad?

A lot of questions tangled in his little head.

It was another extremely unpleasant day.

Han Yuan could only go to the hospital to see his father.

Before he left, he called his mother. His mother told him to pick her up and go to the hospital with her.

Han Yuan then drove to his mother's house.

Seeing that Han Yuan was alone again, his mother sighed, "Yuan, what happened between you and Gu Yan?"

"Nothing much," Han Yuan said. "Hong'er has a calligraphy lesson this morning, so she can't go —"

"Far, there are some things we need to talk about first. The contradictions cannot be accumulated, otherwise it will become more and more difficult to resolve —" Mom said.

Han Yuan sighed. Didn't he want to as well? The problem was that he and Gu Yan couldn't communicate at all! Han Yuan felt helpless and helpless. He wanted to hit the sky and go crazy! He even wanted to leave! Life is better than death! But, thinking about his son, he didn't have the courage.

On Monday, Han Yuan sent Hong'er to school and went to work as usual.

When they arrived at the office, Han Yuan made tea as usual and then read the newspaper.

Three days of newspapers were piled on the desk, and just as he picked up the latest one, before he could scan the headlines, the phone on the desk rang.

Old Yang told him to go over.

Han Yuan frowned and looked at the clock on the wall. It was only 9 o'clock, what's the matter?

When he arrived at Old Yang's office, he saw that he was on the phone.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Han Yuan asked after he hung up the phone.

"Sit!" Old Yang pointed to the spot in front of him and said.

Han Yuan sat down, not knowing what Old Yang was going to say. He looked so serious.

Old Yang handed Han Yuan a cigarette. Han Yuan waved his hand, he didn't smoke in the office.

Old Yang didn't smoke. He put the cigarette back and stared at Han Yuan for a while.

When he saw it, Han Yuan felt goosebumps all over his body.

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Han Yuan asked again.

"Someone went to Number One and sued you —" Old Yang was silent for a while before he said directly.

"Accused me?" Han Yuan was too shocked. "suing me for what?"

"I'm accusing you of having a relationship with a female reporter."

"Haha — haha —" Han Yuan immediately burst out laughing, "Fuck, the villains are really the first to sue! "This grandson!"

Old Yang curled his lips and smiled, "How can you prove that he's an evil person?" He said that you were a villain, but because you were jealous of him having a meal with reporter Xiao Lin, you tricked him! "

"F * ck his eight generations of ancestors!" Han Yuan couldn't help but scold her, "He f * cking robbed a commoner in broad daylight! I saw it with my own eyes! If I don't get rid of him, that is a given! I am acting on behalf of the heavens! You should have crippled him at that time! "

"Han Yuan —" Old Yang looked at Han Yuan and said, "You came to the group not long ago, so you don't know much about the current situation. Han Yuan —" Old Yang looked at Han Yuan and said, "You came to the group not long ago, and you don't know much about the current situation.

"Just this number one can give him three points?" He is an animal! " Han Yuan said.

"You have to have a solid proof of this," Old Yang said. "They have proof that you hit him, and you look like a fool!"

"How f * cking shameless!" Han Yuan scolded, "He still has the nerve to say it! Reporter Lin was a witness! Her own fate! "

"What if Number One believes him and not you?" Old Yang looked meaningfully at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan was immediately shocked!

"No, impossible!" Han Yuan immediately said, "I believe in Director Fan's character. He can't possibly not distinguish between right and wrong!"

Fan is always the general editor of Haizhou Newspaper Industry. He is in charge of more than two thousand people in the group.

"Hehe, Han Yuan, you've stayed in the army for too long, you don't know much about places —" Old Yang stood up and laughed. "Some things, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's your fault!" Jane Chenwu is the director of the News Center in the daily newspaper because he is good at catching news and making news — "

Han Yuan was completely flabbergasted by Old Yang's words!

That is to say, Number 1 is really unable to distinguish right from wrong, black from white? Is this what Jane Zhenwu did for the news? Was there even a conscience in the news? What was the whole poster group? Are there any professional ethics?

There was no justice in the world for this dog!

"I'll find Director Fan to clarify the matter!" Han Yuan said indignantly, "I don't believe that Jane Zhenwu can cover the sky with one hand!"

Old Yang shook his head and smiled at Han Yuan.

After a while, he casually asked, "You and that reporter from Little Lin, are you really alright?"

Han Yuan wanted to cry, but there were no tears!

"Brother Yang, you still don't believe in my character?" Han Yuan smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, of course I believe — —" Old Yang laughed, "However, some things don't come out of nowhere, brother! Reporter Xiao Lin is a sweet and talented person, and there are not only two people in the group who covet her — did you really not have any thoughts? "

Han Yuan looked at Old Yang in astonishment. The sneer on his lips made Han Yuan understand what he was thinking.

Amongst the people who coveted him, this old fellow in front of him was also one of them!

Milk is milk! There must be a pack of wolves in this building! Han Yuan cursed in his heart. Even people on Old Yang's side would miss the female reporters at the grassroots level!

Returning to his office, the more Han Yuan thought about it, the angrier he became.

Jian Zhenwu had put this sh * t on his head! F * ck, he even made a fool of himself!

No, he couldn't take this notoriety!

After some thought, Han Yuan arrived at the vice president of the group, Mo Liqun's office.

Mori Group is the vice president in charge of newspaper operations, regardless of the news business. It was one of Han Yuan's father's old subordinates, the one who had brought him into the group's HR department.

Seeing Han Yuan walk in, Mo Liqun guessed eighty to ninety percent of it.

This morning, the whole corporation was talking about Han Yuan and Lin Tian.

Mo Liqun didn't believe it.

He was very clear about Han Yuan's character. With a strict family background and strong discipline, he could stand as straight as he could and never do anything like that.

That slave Jian Zhenwu knew how to use his own talent to help some people carry palanquins and sing praises. In addition, he used the power in his hands to deal with those female reporters who had just arrived.

This was an open secret within the group.

He did not expect to get involved with Han Yuan this time. This was not something that Mo Liqun had expected.

"Brother Mo, there's something I want to talk to you about —" Han Yuan sat down and got straight to the point.

"Go ahead," said Mo LI Qun readily. "I have a very good Da Hong Pao. As we drink, we'll talk."

Mo Liqun made tea skillfully, but Han Yuan didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it for a moment, Han Yuan described the situation on Friday night to Mo Liqun in full detail.

Mo Liqun made a cup of tea, gave Han Li a cup, and then drank a cup for himself.

After finishing his tea, he looked up at Han Yuan and smiled. "I heard the exact opposite of what you said —"

Han Yuan guessed.

"However, I believe your words!" Morrison continued.

Han Yuan looked gratefully at Mo Liqun.

"But, others may not believe —" Mo Liqun laughed. "Han Yuan, you are still filled with the integrity of a soldier. You hate evil and you love to fight injustice. However, you have overhandled this matter. It is disadvantageous to you as well! "

Han Yuan frowned.

"You can stop it from happening, but you shouldn't hit him," said Morrison. "If he's not part of the group, if he isn't, you can beat him, but the bad thing about it is that he's not."

"But —" Han Yuan was extremely aggrieved!

"No buts, Han Yuan." "You still don't understand what kind of person he is. Even Old Fan gave him three points, so why did you provoke him?"

"He's the one who provoked Lin Tian first!" Han Yuan was filled with indignation.

"What does Lin Tian have to do with you?" Morrison asked, staring at him.

"Colleagues —"

"This is a good story. It's called being a hero saving a beauty. A bad story is like a dog taking care of a mouse!" "You really have to change the way you look at people that can't tolerate sand!"

"I —" Han Yuan wanted to say something, but he heard Mo Liqun say,

"Lin Tian won't be able to stay in the daily newspaper any longer. If she has a better place to go …"

"The corporation is going to fire her?" Han Yuan asked in surprise.

"Jian Zhenwu does not want her, he vetoes her one vote! This is his authority as the Director of the News Center! " Mo Liqun said.

"This is too much!" "No, I have to go look for Boss Fan!" Han Yuan stood up angrily and was about to leave.

"Don't be agitated!" Mo Liqun said, "Is there any use in you looking for Boss Fan? Director Fan would never refuse to give face to Jian Zhenwu for a mere journalist! "What's more …"

With that, Mo Liqun no longer spoke and instead looked meaningfully at Han Yuan.

"What else?" Han Yuan asked.

"Hehe, you'll know soon enough!" Mo LI Qun laughed, "There are many talents in the poster group, and there are also many beautiful reporters. There are also a lot of talented people, and one Lin Tian doesn't count for much."

"This is unfair to Lin Tian!" Han Yuan said excitedly, "This is the revenge of that dog, Jian Zhenwu! How can your leaders sit and listen to just one side of a speech? This was helping the evil! "Zhenwu will only become more and more impudent!"

"You're always so excitable, so impulsive!" "Sit down, have a cup of tea, calm your heart, and try to comprehend it, and see if you can think it through!"

"I can't figure it out!" Han Yuan was unconvinced as he said, "Brother Mo, Director Mo, I have a request. Don't dismiss Lin Tian, she's not an easy girl!" She loves this job, and in less than a year she's written a lot of good works, and you don't care about talent at all? "

After a moment of silence, he said, "Han Yuan, it's fine if you say this to me, but don't mention it elsewhere. Lin Tian could not stay in the newspaper any longer. "It's inconvenient for me to directly solve Lin Tian's problem. I've asked the city newspaper's CEO Chen to step in and bring Lin Tian to the city newspaper's side to make some social news —"

Han Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, "Director Mo, I thank you on behalf of Lin Tian!"

"You should also tell her to be more careful when doing things in the future. This little girl is relatively simple and needs to experience it more — —" Mo Liqun said.

Han Yuan nodded. "She's a good girl —"

Mo Liqun smiled but didn't deny it.

It was no longer an era where "good" or "bad" was used to evaluate a person.

Han Yuan, ah, the soldiers still haven't come to their senses.

"Don't be rash!" "This is different from where you used to be. Sometimes you can't do anything when you need to, you understand?"

Han Yuan smiled helplessly but did not nod.

He couldn't face a villain without making a move.

Next time, if he met someone like Jian Zhenwu who played the rogue, he would still attack. Furthermore, he would strike with his fist and even make him look like he was hitting all over the ground!

Grandson! Don't let me touch it! Han Yuan hatefully said in his heart, to think that he would be so vicious as to take away Lin Tian! I should have crippled you at that time!

After exiting Mo Liqun's office, Han Yuan stood at the elevator, waiting for the elevator.

The moment the elevator door opened, Han Yuan saw Jian Zhenwu standing inside the elevator. The corners of his eyes were still swollen, but there was a smile of a victor on the corner of his mouth.

What a damned enemy! This grandson must have gone over to No.1 to complain, right? Han Yuan hesitated for a moment before he entered the elevator with a dark expression and stared at Jian Zhenwu.

F * ck, who's afraid of who!

Jian Zhenwu did not show any signs of weakness, as if what could you possibly do to me? Han Yuan clenched his fist and was about to swing it again. F * ck, how arrogant!

Thinking of the possibility of meeting this f * cking b * stard at work every day in the future, Han Yuan felt an inexplicable fire burning in his heart.

Neither of them spoke, but the small elevator room was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The moment Han Yuan stepped out of the elevator, he glared at Jian Zhenwu.

Jian Zhenwu was still grinning from ear to ear, his hands on the elevator's armrest as he fearlessly watched Han Yuan walk away.

Bear Form, you're still too young to go against me. Jian Zhenwu looked at Han Yuan's back provocatively.

Returning to his office, Han Yuan was furious!

Milk is milk! One day, this father will show you his true colors!

Unknowingly, it was time to pick up the kids from school, so Han Yuan left early. Sitting in the office that day was suffocating.

When they arrived at school, just after school, the children were jubilant like birds out of their cages as they ran outside.

Han Yuan was searching for his son in the crowd. After a while, he didn't see his son come out but went to the classroom door.

The homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang Miai, was standing on the podium. Han Hong and the other kids were sitting there, doing their homework.

Could it be that he didn't finish yesterday's homework? Han Yuan was just about to speak when Yang laoshi walked out.

"Father Han Hong, I'm sorry. Can I take a few minutes of your time?" Teacher Yang said with a tired expression.

Han Yuan nodded. "Teacher Yang, did Han Hong not do his homework?"

"No — —" Teacher Yang lowered his head, wanting to say something but hesitated, "Han Hong is very obedient, his homework is very good, I asked him to write a little homework in the classroom first, it was me who wanted to talk to you about something —"

Han Yuan could not help but frown. Why would Teacher Yang need to find him?

"What do you say?" Han Yuan asked as he stood in the corridor.

"Will you come to our lounge for a while?" Teacher Yang said.

"Sure — —" Han Yuan looked at the time and followed Teacher Yang to the resting lounge.

The teachers had all left and there was no one in the lounge. Teacher Yang poured a glass of water for Han Yuan.

"Father Han, I … I am Jian Zhenwu's lover …" Yang Mi stammered.

Han Yuan was very surprised! Han Hong's enrollment list had a description of his position as the parent. Teacher Yang knew about his background, but he didn't know anything about Teacher Yang's family. However, he never expected that she was actually Jian Zhenwu's wife.

That scoundrel Jian Zhenwu actually married such a gentle, quiet and virtuous woman, but it's a pity for Teacher Yang!

"Oh — —" Han Yuan nodded, guessing what Teacher Yang was going to say to him.

"Father Han, I-I wanted to ask, what did you see on Friday night?" Teacher Yang once again asked with an awkward expression.

Han Yuan looked at Yang Mi Ai and asked, "Teacher Yang, what do you want to know?"

"I — I —" Teacher Yang said as he choked with sobs.

This woman must have suffered all sorts of cruel treatment. Han Yuan thought to himself, no wonder she looked so depressed every time he saw her. How could she be happy with such a man?

"Teacher Yang, there are some things that shouldn't be pursued too closely. If he doesn't say it, you shouldn't ask —" Han Yuan continued, "I didn't see anything, so it's impossible for me to tell you —"

Han Yuan was about to leave.

"Please tell me! I just want to know why you hit him! " Teacher Yang stood up and said.

Han Yuan turned around and looked at Yang Mi Ai. He felt a surge of sympathy and wondered how she knew he was the one who hit Jian Zhenwu.

"I hit him because he should have." Han Yuan thought about it and said, "He did something that a man shouldn't have done!"

"Does he — does he — have a woman outside?" Yang Mi asked weakly.

Han Yuan did not nod or shake his head. Instead, he looked at Teacher Yang speechlessly.

She should have asked him not if he had any women outside, but how many.

But Lin Tian was not his woman. Han Yuan did not know how he should reply to Teacher Yang.

"Father Han, I, I know he has a woman outside, but, I, I don't have any proof —" Yang Mi's tears flowed. "The night before yesterday, he came back with an injury. I just casually asked and he hit me —"

Saying that, Teacher Yang Mi Ai rolled up his long sleeves, and black bruises appeared on his arms.

What a beast! Han Yuan cursed in his heart.

"Teacher Yang, this is a domestic violence, go to the women's union and sue him! As a man, a cultured and knowledgeable media person, he was very clear on the consequences of his actions — "Han Yuan said angrily.

"I - I dare not -" said Amy, wiping her tears. "After he hit me the other night, he lay on the sofa and began to curse you, saying that he wanted to take revenge on you - Papa Han, you have to be careful -"

So that's how it was! No wonder Yang Mi loved to know that he had beaten Jian Zhenwu.

"Thank you, Teacher Yang —" Han Yuan felt some heartache for this weak girl. "You can't tolerate this kind of family violence, or else he'll only get worse —"

"I — if I go and sue him, he'll divorce me right away — he's already offered to divorce me —" "I can't divorce —" "I can't divorce him," she said bitterly.

"A marriage like this, leaving might be a relief —" Han Yuan said.

"No, no, divorce is a shame to women in Haizhou — —" Yang Mi'e lowered his head and tore the tissue in his hand. "I will never divorce — —"

Alas, such an idea was about to kill her! Han Yuan thought.

Haizhou women are very traditional, free to work and complain. The idea of marrying a chicken and a dog with a chicken is deeply rooted, so the divorce rate of Haizhou people is the lowest in the whole country.

In the face of such a man who was inferior to a beast, Yang Mi was still so persistent! Han Yuan felt heartache for her, but there was nothing he could do.

"Teacher Yang, take care. I'll take Han Hong home first —" Han Yuan stood up and said.

This kind of conversation was quite heavy. This animal, Jian Zhenwu, was really too despicable!

On the way home, Han Yuan specially went to the supermarket to buy a lot of dishes. In order to ease the tension between husband and wife, Han Yuan decided to avoid going to social gatherings and spend most of the evening with Gu Yan and his son.

When he returned home, Gu Yan had already returned and was busy arranging Hong'er's bedroom.

Han Yuan put down his bag and began to cook.

His movements were nimble. After half an hour, the three dishes and the soup were served!

"Yanyan, Hong'er, it's time to eat!" Han Yuan said as he scooped up the soup.

Han Hong trotted out of the room. After washing his hands, he sat in his seat. He was already hungry.

However, Gu Yan still hadn't come out.

Han Yuan came to Hong'er's bedroom and found it closed! Try pushing it, it's locked!

"Yanyan, it's time to eat!" Han Yuan shouted.

There was no answer.

Han Yuan shouted again, but still no one answered. He was purposely ignoring him again!

Han Yuan returned to the dining table helplessly, gesturing for his son to shout.

Women were pretentious! He had to treat us like this for a meal! It was even harder to serve than the old Buddha of Tzu Hsi!

Han Hong ran over and shouted, "Mom, it's time to eat!"

"Eat first, Mom isn't hungry!" Gu Yan replied from inside.

Han Yuan heard it very clearly in the cafeteria. He knew that Gu Yan was purposely not wanting to eat with him and not wanting to forgive him!

"Let's eat. Mom will be coming to eat when she gets hungry!" Han Yuan said to Su'er.

Han Hong nodded innocently and began to eat his soup.

When the father and son pair finished eating and cleaned up, Gu Yan still hadn't come out.

Han Yuan was getting a little angry! What's the point of being stubborn! Who was he going to go against even if he didn't eat? Let's see how long you can last!

He also stopped calling her. There was still food left, whether she liked it or not! Motherf * cker!

Han Yuan was about to go for a walk when he received a call from his mother.

"Far away, come to the hospital. Your father is not well —" Mom said anxiously.