Chapter 41： : Hancheng, what are you looking at

The woman standing next to him with his arm tightly clasped her head up, and seeing that his gaze had moved towards the door of the hotel somehow, she couldn't help but follow him curiously, but saw nothing.

Shouldn't the most important issue at the moment be resolved by these reporters?

The woman leaned against him strangely and softly asked, "Hancheng, what are you looking at?"

Zuo Hancheng retracted his gaze, glanced at the woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, and asked quietly, "What do women do when they are in a bad mood?"

"What?" The woman who was snuggling close to him was taken aback by his prominent problem, and then he pondered for a while and said: "If you are in a bad mood, you will go shopping or cry."

Cry?

Obviously Gu Anhao did not cry.

"Then what if it was beaten by someone else?"

"..." The woman was a little messy in the wind, and she didn't know why he suddenly asked such inexplicable words.

But in the presence of so many reporters, the appearance of two people with such low heads was talking about love, and she was reluctant to refuse, so she shook her head in embarrassment and whispered: "I haven't thought about this, at least no one Dare to hit me."

Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows and sighed.

That's right. One is a little orphan who is bullied and bullied everywhere, and the other is a celebrity whose father's generation is involved in the Chinese business community in the United States. This kind of comparison is not true.

...

Boom--

It was getting dark and freezing rain began again.

Well, I don’t want to get caught in the cold and fever again, but the pedestrians on the road and the office workers who have just got off work are already full of taxis. It takes ten minutes to walk to the bus station from here. It was so big in an instant, she had to temporarily find shelter from the rain under the eaves outside a cafe.

Standing under the eaves in the biting wind, she leaned back against the wall outside the cafe, trying not to block the cafe window with her body.

Anhao rubbed her arms coldly, raised her eyes to look at the dense dark clouds in the dark sky, remembering what her mother said to herself when she was fourteen.

"Okay, don't blame your mother for choosing the path of life for you. You are too young and the world is too complicated. No matter what Gu's family treats you, it can be used as your backer for the time being, rather than being on the street after dropping out. Wandering wild child, my mother hopes you can have a home..."

Family?

Is that home?

Since I moved into that home, I was beaten and kicked, and I was humiliated and abused every day, even worse than the teddy dog ​​in Gu's home.

Anyway, Mrs. Gu regularly buys all kinds of small clothes and pet snacks for her pet dog, but she only has a dark hut and leftovers that can barely survive.

I remember when I first met Lips and Lips, Lips and Lips innocently asked her that the ladies and ladies of other people's families all learned dance and piano art. Why did she learn about taekwondo when she was a dignified daughter of the mayor.

Later, Lips and Lips learned that on a cold winter night five years ago, Anhao almost fell into hell. That is to say, she only learned from then that if you don’t learn to protect yourself, if you don’t have anything to survive and protect yourself. Means, she couldn't survive at all.

But even if she can now take revenge on those who bullied herself, Anhao finds that she can't do anything.

The Gu family's power is so powerful that she dare to touch Gu Shishi with a single hair can be forever.

Those are the figures that her little orphan cannot afford to offend her, and unless she has the courage to face the price of revenge, she can only continue to bear it.

When I was young, I only wanted to grow up. When I grew up, I was able to avenge my mother and myself.

But once he really grows up, he is faced with the reality of society, the indifference of the human heart, and the patience of having to retreat step by step under tolerance.

The cold wind pierced into the bottom of her clothes, and she shuddered, and the door of the next cafe was suddenly pushed open from the inside out.

"well?"

After an abrupt meal, he suddenly turned his eyes to the person walking out of the coffee shop, ignoring the freezing rain that was falling and was about to walk away.

"Good!" Yi Zeyang quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back: "You just fell ill a few days ago. Do you want to make yourself sick again?"

"I'm not as delicate and weak as you think! Let go of me!" Anhao ignored him, but struggled under his arm: "Let go!"

He held her wrist, and she could clearly feel her coldness on her wrist.

Especially when he lowered his head and saw the obvious red mark on the left half of her face, Yi Zeyang's pupils shrank a bit, and immediately stopped thinking of her struggles, and forced him into the coffee shop.

"What are you doing, you let me go..."

Anhao struggled to stay still. People had been dragged in. Seeing a lot of people in the cafe, she couldn't help lowering her voice and passively was dragged by him to sit down at a table inside.

She staggered and sat on the sofa. She was very angry, but she had no choice but to throw away his hand and looked at the glass window not far away. Only then did she understand how she could be caught by him. see.

Yi Zeyang turned back and called the waiter: "Thank you, please bring me a glass of ice cubes and a clean towel."

The waiter nodded and left, and Yi Zeyang lowered his head to look at her: "What's the matter with your face?"

Anhao didn't answer, but looked angrily at the glass window not far away, resenting his bad luck.

Perceiving the touch of her sight, Yi Zeyang sighed softly: "I met a friend in this cafe, but he didn't show up temporarily, and I didn't expect to see you here. ."

Anhao didn't speak, and when he saw other waiters passing by, he suddenly said, "Thank you, please give me a glass of wine."

"Okay, miss, what wine do you want?"

"What's the strongest thing you have here? Do you have beer? Do you have white wine? It's really impossible to have a glass of brandy, any price is fine, anyway, the man next to me can afford it."

"Good lady."

Yi Zeyang frowned and sat next to her: "What happened? Who hit the face? What problem can drinking solve?"

"..."

"Good, you talk to me!"

For Anhao, Yi Zeyang used to teach her brother everywhere. Such a harsh tone was not uncommon, and this feeling made her feel very familiar.

At the same time, the waiter quickly brought a glass of brandy up, put it in her hand, and took a sip after picking up the glass. The taste of brandy was not unpleasant, but she drank it too quickly and coughed immediately. , But insisted on continuing to drink with closed eyes.

Yi Zeyang took the glass cup in her hand and smashed it heavily on the ground.

An Hao sounded stiff, and Yi Zeyang was pulled up extremely vigorously by Yi Zeyang before people could tell. In her impression, he had never been so rude to himself, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "What are you doing? ..."