Chapter 89

Is it beautiful?

As far as he knows, this woman has no such ability.

Xu Tianxing?

There are so many young and old women around him waiting to please him. How can they think of the women who are old and have the most determination with him.

In his mind, he finally analyzed and determined the candidate, and Yayuan's phone has already been connected, but the phone has not been connected for countless times from getting through to hanging up.

Xu Zhenyi had an ominous premonition in his heart. His whole heart seemed to be fried on the fire. He immediately called Hu Yangze and interrupted his singing and dancing. "Hu Yangze, go to Yayuan now! I don't care what you are doing now, you must be there in ten minutes and tell me what happened in Yayuan! My mother and her servants are not here. What are they doing? "

On the other hand, he grabs the key of the car and prepares to celebrate the anniversary of Linlang to see what Xu Tianxing and Linlang are doing.

"You..." when he was in a hurry to go out, the voice of early September was soft and soft, ringing behind him, "how come you never told me that your mother is still there?"

She heard it.

After hearing about it, you can already guess the whole situation.

In early September, I suddenly realized, "no wonder you always say that you want to take me to meet an important person, is it her? Your mom? Why didn't she show up all the time, and why did your father look for her all over the world? "

Blame him for not finding the right opportunity to tell her.

Xu Zhenyi pressed her shoulder and said, "well behaved, I'll tell you a story when I come back. Now I'm going to Linlang to have a look. Yayuan didn't get through. I'm afraid Xu Yixuan did something to embarrass me. She took my mother to Linlang, my mother..."

His twinkling eyes darkened. "My mother's spirit is very fragile. She can't bear such a big shock."

So many flashes, so many strangers.

She will be crazy, will cry, and even hurt herself.

At the thought of this, Xu Zhenyi was flustered. He had no time to explain more. He gently imprinted a parting kiss on his face in early September and rushed out of the door.

Since the last suburban car racing accident, he rarely used the speed car, but today the situation is special, and he took on a car like posture.

Start, handbrake, just as he was about to step on the accelerator, a small person came into the co pilot.

She quickly buckled her seat belt and squeezed her eyes at him by the handle beside the window.

"September, go down. It's not going to play."

"I know!" Now that she has come up, she is not ready to go down. Instead, she is more stable. "No matter what you are doing, I will go with you!"

She said very firmly, see Xu Zhenyi's accelerator can't step down, in September than he also anxious up, "still in a daze to do what, now more reporters are on the road, we want to grab time with them."

As she guessed in September, there are more and more people in Linlang. Just as she was preparing to explain, the hotel waiter arranged by Xu Yixuan came to the public with the colorful Zhao Chuyuan.

The woman was looking at all the people present with frightened eyes. Her mouth was sealed with a piece of white cloth, but she could still hear the sound of sobbing.

"This person has been in Miss Lin Lang's room. Is this the person Chairman Xu is looking for?"

"Who is this man? Is it the young master's mother? "

"Is she crazy... Or sick? Is it really good to bind your mother like this? "

"What's the secret between Linlang and the young master? Why do you want to help him take care of his crazy mother?"

"Is it Lin Lang who tied it up, or did young master Xu tie it up like this when he sent it? That's his mother. "

People with wine glasses, people with forked waist to watch, and people with careers to dig gossip. For a moment, the crowd knew that they were all interested in this crazy woman.

Tut Tut, for the first time in so many years, this is the negative news about Xu Zhenyi. Does he have to shirk his duty to support his mother?

If he keeps binding her because his mother is a madman, it may even be the crime of deliberately torturing her!

Xu Tianxing takes two steps forward in the crowd, and Zhao Chuyuan struggles backwards.

It's her, just like ten years ago. She's afraid of him.

She is still alive and well protected by Xu Zhenyi.

I haven't seen him for so many years. He's as smart as ever, with strong limbs. But what about Zhao Chuyuan? Having been tortured by illness for so many years, the sense of security has been completely destroyed, and all the gestures are like the shrieks of frightened birds.

"Chu Yuan, you are still alive."

He uses affirmative sentences instead of interrogative sentences.

Xu Tianxing's weather beaten cheek shows a touch of apology. He looks at Zhao Chuyuan's familiar eyes and feels guilty.

"No!"

The woman vaguely responded to him, with a little more prayer in her eyes.

She was half sober and half mad, and begged him not to deprive her of the right to live as soon as he appeared.

But guilt is guilt. Over the years, one thing about him has never changed.

That is, no matter how complex the emotion, in front of the interests, also must give way, he waved, a left and a right quickly out of two people, carrying Zhao Chuyuan ready to leave from the back door.

"Xu Tianxing, where are you taking my mother?"

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Everyone's eyes follow the voice and pay attention to Xu Zhenyi. He tries his best to restrain the sharp ups and downs of his chest and breathing. Step by step, he calmly walks to Xu Tianxing.

And early September, which followed him, followed closely behind his husband and made no progress.

"You murderer, twenty years ago, you were going to kill her. Twenty years later, you want her to die again?"

what?

This time, the crowd completely exploded. Was the chairman of the famous Xu group a murderer?

Xu Tianxing, who was just about to have a private talk with him, became angry when he heard his son's cruel words. He staggered towards Xu Zhenyi and pointed to him, "Xu Zhenyi, don't forget that I'm your father. It's between me and your mother. You don't have the right to speak! You are not allowed to be bold here. "

On the contrary, the old man's drinking makes all the people here quiet down, and Lin Lang also quietly retreats to one side, and closes his mouth with all the people, so as not to catch fire.

"Dad?" There is a small hand on his sleeve that is weak and boneless. He pulls him. Xu Zhenyi holds it back and finds a stronger strength. He leads the hand of early September to Zhao Chuyuan's direction, but says to Xu Tianxing, "if you want to find the prestige of being a father, go to your two cowards. People like me will not treat you as a father."

Holding up Zhao Chuyuan, who is already half epileptic, his hatred in his heart is even heavier, and he adds, "especially a murderer dad, I don't expect to inherit your company, and I don't want to take your money and live in the house you lived in. Why don't I dare to talk to you like this?"

What kind of Xu family is hidden behind what she doesn't know?

This is Xu Zhenyi, whom I have never seen in early September.

At this time, it seems that he is not a young master who has no worries about food and clothing, but a person who, like her, bears a heavy responsibility and strives to move forward