Zhao Yanshuang carefully looked at Yang Panzi again. He was sure he didn't know him, so he didn't speak.
"Let me tell you, she is Yang Hongyi's daughter."
As soon as he spoke of Yang Hongyi, Zhao Yanshuang became excited. Looking at Yang Panzi, he suddenly felt more hatred, as if he was going to blow out a fire to burn the other side.
Her eyes let Yang Panzi can't help but fear, can't help but back a step.
"I'll make you pay with blood." Zhao Yanshuang rushed to Yang Panzi like crazy, with his hands open to pinch Yang Panzi's neck.
Yang Panzi screamed with fright. It was too late to leave. Suddenly he was out of breath. He opened his mouth to ask for help, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only ask Zheng Yudong for help with his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Yudong is duty bound to say, rushed up to Zhao Yanshuang to push away.
Yang Panzi coughs repeatedly, and his two hands are on his neck. He looks at Zhao Yanshuang in fear that she will rush over again. Then he looks at Zheng Yudong and wants to leave here as soon as possible.
Zhao Yan Shuang, who was pushed away, fell to the ground and did not get up immediately. Under his scattered hair, his eyes full of hatred were staring at Yang Panzi.
"Get up and tell her what happened to you." Zheng Yudong orders Zhao Yanshuang.
Yang Panzi was frightened. She didn't know why she hated her father Yang Hongyi so much.
Zhao Yanshuang was very slow when he got up, as if he were an old man, and he was always hating Yang Panzi.
"What do you want to know?" His eyes were fixed on Yang Panzi, but he said to Zheng Yudong.
Zheng Yudong looked at Yang Panzi, "let's talk about how you formed an alliance with Yang Hongyi and framed Zhang Xiaoxiao."
Zhao Yanshuang turns around silently, walks to the sofa with heavy steps and sits down. With shaking hands, he touches a box of cigarettes on the tea table and draws out a fulcrum. When he spits out a white fog, he seems to relax.
Yang Panzi was staring at her every move. He was frightened by the long scar on her face from the first time he saw the woman when he entered the door.
What does a woman experience to leave such a scar? Without this scar, she would be a pretty woman.
Zhao Yan, with two fingers holding a cigarette, squints at Yang Panzi. Yang Panzi is hairy when she looks at him. Zheng Yudong walks over and sits down on the sofa.
Yang Panzi, after all, is only a high school student. She has little experience in the world, and has been well protected by her family since she was young. She lacks autonomy. When she sees them both sitting, she still chooses to stand, as if it is easy to escape.
"Since you are Yang Hongyi's daughter, let you know what your father has done." When Zhao Yanshuang mentions Yang Hongyi, his tone becomes heavier and he gnashes his teeth, as if he can crush Yang Hongyi.
"Come on, I have something else to do." Zheng Yudong was obviously impatient.
Zhao Yanshuang said that he was an actor and was bribed by Yang Hongyi, which made Zhang Xiaoxiao fall into a desperate situation and made her launch a crazy revenge. Then he became like this.
After hearing what she said, plus what Yang Hongyi had said on the phone, Yang Panzi couldn't help believing it.
"I'm an actor. Now it's all ruined. It's Yang Hongyi who has done me harm." Zhao Yanshuang shoots his fierce eyes at Yang Panzi again.
She's like a bomb. She doesn't know when it will explode, which makes Yang Panzi very afraid. She just wants to leave here quickly, and Zheng Yudong becomes her backbone.
Zheng Yudong pinched Zhao Yanshuang's chin, let her face to herself, looked at the scar on her face, but shook his head, as if for a beautiful face, more than a scar and regret.
"I'll find the best cosmetic surgeon to treat you. As for the degree of recovery, it depends on your nature." Then he let go of his hand.
These words made Zhao Yanshuang's heart which was on the verge of despair suddenly ignite hope, and the light in his eyes became positive, but he was dubious. After all, there was no intersection between them. If it was before she was disfigured, he could imagine that Zheng Yudong was greedy for her beauty, but now there was no such possibility.
"Why help me?"
"Because you are poor, don't sell your soul for money anymore." Zheng Yudong stood up and motioned Yang Panzi to go with his eyes.
Yang Panzi had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. He immediately turned to open the door and went out, and quickly walked to the elevator.
"Do you know now?" Zheng Yudong and Yang Panzi went out of the community and walked to the parking place.
Yang Panzi hung his head in guilt. Although he had been psychologically prepared before, the impact on her was far beyond her endurance. He suddenly stopped with a heavy and slow step and began to cry.
"Here, I'll lend you my shoulder." Zheng Yudong patted himself on the shoulder.
Before she finished speaking, Yang Panzi had put herself into her arms and cried. She really needed a solid shoulder to rely on. When she knew all this, her father could no longer let her rely on her. For her, where the future road was and how to go were unknown.
"Well, silly girl, have you cried enough?" Zheng Yudong looked down at the thin man in his arms, raised his hand and hung it down again. He still said in his heart: it's too small. I can't get rid of it. Forget it.
"I'm sorry." Yang Panzi left his arms humbly.
Seeing that she was too shy to look at herself, Zheng Yudong firmly believed that she had never been in love, "is there anyone chasing you in your school?"
Yang Panzi shook his head gently, and his eyes stayed on his clothes.
"I don't believe it." Zheng Yudong originally wanted to say that she was beautiful and so on, but he picked his eyebrows and didn't say it.
It was at this moment that Yang Panzi had a good feeling for him. His maturity was not possessed by a boy of her age, and he was even grateful for knowing his father's evil deeds.
"I'll take you home." Zheng opened the door and let her sit in. When he turned to the driver's seat, he looked at her and gave her a harmless smile.
Although he was very confident in his own charm, he never thought that it was this seemingly casual smile that Yang Panzi thought was full of affection.
"I..." Yang Panzi stopped.
"As long as I can do it, I will do my best." Zheng Yudong looks like a good man who answers every request.
Yang Panzi seemed to have a lot of courage. "I don't know how to face my father."
"Silly girl, what's wrong with this? He is your father. Although he has done a lot of bad things, he has hurt others, which is good for you. " Zheng Yudong said against his will, "but I have to remind you that he is a man of son preference and has a serious thought. He may divorce your mother at any time, so at the right time, remind your mother to keep some money for her life."
"I will." Yang Panzi didn't know how to help her mother. When she heard her father's words before, although she was afraid, she didn't dare to tell her mother for fear that she would lose a complete home. But now it seems that whether she can have a complete home or not is not up to her mother.
Her mind is very confused now, but one thing is for sure, that is, when she gets home, the first thing is to tell her mother all this. As for where they will go, she can't control it.
"Don't think so much, let them solve the adult's problems by themselves. You should study hard, and the college entrance examination will be held soon, so as to strive for a good school." Zheng Yudong encouraged her.
Even he himself felt ridiculous. He made it clear that he was destroying the harmony of other people's families, but he was still acting as a good man. This is the difference between him and Tang Shaofeng.
"I don't even want to take the college entrance examination." Yang Panzi is so confused about the future, looking up ahead.
The speed is not fast, and people walking on the sidewalk are left behind.
"If you need any help, just call me and treat me as my brother." Zheng Yudong is brewing how to put the meat and hemp into a higher level.
"If only I had a brother like you, my father would not..." Yang Panzi looked at him.
Bah, can Yang Hongyi give birth to a son? Zheng Yudong despised in his heart, but he had a kind smile on his face.
The car was parked outside Yang Panzi's neighborhood.
"Go home." Zheng Yudong looks like a big brother next door. In fact, he pretends to be very hard.
He is so big, the best is to chase girls, handsome appearance, prominent family background, as long as the girls he likes, there is no one he can't catch up with, but in the face of a high school student who is more than ten years old, and his heart is so fragile, he is really a little impatient.
Yang Panzi, who got off the bus, wanted him to accompany him home to face it together, but he didn't know each other for a long time, so he didn't seem to be familiar with it. This kind of request was obviously inappropriate. He waved to him in the car and walked into the community uneasily.
At the moment when he was about to enter the community, he turned to look at Zheng Yudong's car. When he saw that his car was still in the same place, he felt a sense of relief. He mistakenly thought that this man had a good impression on her.
"Don't worry, I dare say that Yang Hongyi's family is in a mess." Zheng Yudong sat on the sofa and cocked his legs.
"Then you should hurry up to prepare for the cruise banquet. Remember, the scene must be big, and celebrities from all walks of life should be invited."
"Do you want to invite Mo lengxuan?" Zheng Yudong looked at him badly.
"Come on, follow me to the gym." Tang Shaofeng looked at him as if he would stand up as soon as he moved.
"I'm not going. When I'm stupid, I can't beat you." Zheng Yudong gave him a look of disdain, "I said old night, you let Meng Qiming do this kind of thing, I don't have to go, you don't know, I'm very busy."
"Busy picking up girls? I'll tell you, anyone can soak. Just save Yang Panzi. " Tang Shaofeng solemnly reminded him.
"Why?" Zheng Yudong did give up Yang Panzi, but he still wanted to listen to Tang Shaofeng's idea. He put down his legs and forward I owe myself.
Is it necessary to say such a simple thing? Tang Shaofeng despised his IQ, but he said patiently, "it's only the first step to let Yang Hongyi's family break down, and then he will be ruined. No matter how to say that people are also father and daughter, if you leave a bomb around, you are not afraid to break it to pieces?"
"If you die under the peony, you will be a romantic ghost." Zheng Yudong leaned on the sofa, as if he had been deeply in love with Yang Panzi.
"Then go to hell." Tang Shaofeng was too lazy to tell him. He got up and went upstairs. Just as he was about to walk up the stairs, Zheng Yudong's mobile phone on the tea table rang and stopped.