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The fireworks were all of the same gorgeous beauty, but under the fireworks, he could no longer see the youth that caused his heart to palpitate.

Zhuo Yanfeng silently retreated to a corner of the fake mountain and once again began to unceasingly reminisce.

How is he?

Are they all right now?

If one person was missing from that table, would it be lonely?

Although they weren't together anymore, they still hoped that they would be happy. For a long time, it was she who had interfered in his family, lost her parents, and shared the family love that originally didn't belong to her.

She raised her head and looked at the night sky. The stars in the sky seemed to become dimmer and dimmer under the contrast of the fireworks.

"Young Master?" Du Yuan stood on the second floor. When he saw the door open, Ouyang Yu drove in and immediately jumped down to greet him.

He was like a stuntman in a Hong Kong movie, easily performing such a dangerous action. His posture was elegant and he instantly went from the balcony upstairs to the front of the car downstairs.

"Second Uncle is investing in a movie where there are just too few men to fight. Why don't I send you to make a movie?" Ouyang Yu said as he stopped the car and smiled at him.

"Young master, don't joke." Du Yuan opened the car door and said in a low voice, "She's behind the fake mountain."

He didn't understand what was so good about that girl, and why Ouyang Yu was so preoccupied with it.

Ouyang Yu nodded, indicating for Du Yuan to stop the car.

There was a faint smell of alcohol on his body, mixed with the smell of cigarettes, forming an enchanting aura.

On the steps beside the fake mountain sat a young girl.

He was wearing a white cloak and was looking up at the rising fireworks.

The firework in her eyes shallowly lit up, making her eyes look particularly charming.

"Is the maid homesick?" Ouyang Yu walked up behind her and leaned on a rock in the fake mountain as he asked with a smile.

Zhuo Yanfeng, who was still in a daze, jumped in fright when he heard a drunken voice.

Ouyang Yu? Why would he appear here?

Zhuo Yanfeng turned his head, and under the flickering light, he could only see a pair of eyes, even brighter than fireworks.

"What's with that shocked expression?" He smiled as he walked to Zhuo Nianfeng's side. Before he even arrived, the smell of alcohol had already assaulted him.

"You … Why are you here? " Being sensitive to alcohol, Zhuo Yanfeng held his breath and asked.

"Because it's boring." He smelled of wine, but his eyes were bright.

"Don't you have to accompany your family for the new year?" Zhuo Xinfeng waved to mother Lin and mother Li, who were standing at the opposite side of the pavilion and talking, hoping that they would come over.

"Family?" A trace of a cold smile flitted across Ouyang Yu's eyes.

That group of 'family' would only quarrel for their own benefit every night. To others, the New Year was reunion, but to him, it was war.

A battle that took a year to prepare.

It was like this every year, with no exceptions.

"Young Master, you're back." Mother Lin saw Xiao Feng stand up and wave, and only then did she notice Ouyang Yu in the shadows. She hastily went up to greet him. "Why are you drinking so much again?" Did he have a conflict with the old master again? It's the new year, don't make them unhappy … "

She was a good friend of Ouyang Yu's mother in the countryside, and also his wet nurse. She had watched him grow up, so in this place, she was the person who didn't fear him the most, and the person who doted on him the most.

"It's nothing," Ouyang Yuyin said with a smile. She glanced at Zhuo Nianfeng and said to Lin Ma, "Make me some soup."

"En, I'll go!" Zhuo Yanfeng's head swelled with the smell of the alcohol on his body, and he quickly left without waiting for his mother's reaction.

"Hey, Feng, let me do it. Your arm isn't ready yet." Mother Lin was indeed old, and her reaction was a bit slow. When she regained her senses, Zhuo Yanfeng was already gone.

It was the New Year's Eve of the year again.

To the Han Family, New Year's Eve was the most difficult New Year's Eve of the year.

Not only was Xiao Feng gone, his son also went to his girlfriend's home for New Year's Eve …

Only Han Zijian and Yang Keying looked at each other, at a loss for words.

"Would you like some red wine?" Ke Yingying braced herself and asked.

"Bring some strong wine." Han Zijian's eyes were filled with an vicissitudes of life, and both of them looked a few years older.

"It's rare for the night to be quiet, so the children did not argue … We can have a good drink. " However, Ying Ying began to laugh, while tears began to appear in the corner of her eyes.

Are you used to it... I'm not used to this kind of New Year's Eve.

He wasn't used to it every day, but after Little Wind left … This home was not like a home.

No one complained as they hugged her arm coquettishly. No one cared about what she wanted to eat today. No one argued that they should sleep with her. No one complained at her …

Quiet at home... It was only suitable for drinking.

By the time Han Muyun came back, this couple, who had always had a lot of self-control, had already drunk quite a bit.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled alcohol and his mother's crying and laughing.

"Ai …" Sigh … And that time … I accompanied Ah Zhuo to find Nian Yun, and in the end, I met you in the bath. Han Zijian completely lost his usual grace, and he sat on the sofa while holding his stomach and laughing out loud.

"I remember... I remember that it was like seeing a ghost … You said my figure is not comparable to... Worse than the Whispering Cloud... He occupies... "I've taken advantage of this …"

"Possibly... In his eyes, you are... is just a piece of... Big Fat Meat... He … He started from the bottom... Eat … vegetarian, fattening... Fat meat... "Then..." I just want to puke... "Ugh …"

Without waiting for Ke Ying to beat him up, Han Zijian threw up.

"You … Fast... "Rinse your mouth …" However, Ying quickly picked up the bottle and handed it to Han Zijian.

Han Muyun covered his nose with his hand and reached out to grab the bottle in his mother's hand.

"Little... "Xiao Yun …" But when Ying Ying saw her son standing in front of her with a cold aura surrounding his body, she couldn't help but withdraw her hand.

These days, his son was becoming more and more … It scared her.

"I've booked a plane ticket for all of you. Tomorrow, you will go to a place with flowers blooming in the spring to relax. Don't be bored at home every day, look at how this place has been fared!" Han Muyun threw the bottle into the trash can, helped Han Zijian up, and covered up the filth with a pile of tissues.

This is him … A sofa with sweet memories.

Now dirty...

"Xiao Yun... "I'm sorry daddy …" Han Zijian was thoroughly drunk as he patted Han Muyun on the shoulder. "Daddy …" Should insist... "Keep walking …"

"If you're drunk, then hurry up and go to sleep. No one will make a soup for you today." When Han Muyun spoke of the soup, his expression turned dark, and he clenched his teeth before sending Han ZIjian to his bedroom.

"It's me …" It's all because of me... It was because of me, Xiao Feng, that I left... My Daughter... "My wife …" However, Ying Ying suddenly wailed loudly. She didn't look like a normal strong lady at all.

"Darling, don't cry, it's my fault... I was unable to protect you guys … " Han Zijian struggled to throw himself onto Ke Ying's body, while the couple sobbed bitterly.

"That's enough!" Han Muyun decided to just ignore it and let them sober up.

Back in Han Sifeng's room, the big bear quietly leaned against the foot of the bed. Its huge body was like his loneliness. No matter where he put it, it would stand out.

Han Muyun quietly sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his picture with Han Sifeng. Today, in one of the Ouyang family's large families, he had seen Ouyang Yu safe and sound, so he was relieved.

As long as Ouyang Yu An was fine, Xiao Feng would be fine.

After all, Ouyang Yu had spent so much effort to swindle those people away. No matter what, he would cherish them.

I just don't know … I wonder if she will appear on Lantern Festival...

"Young master, the old master did it for your own good, don't be stubborn. "Since young, you have never heard him speak once …"

"Being forced by him to teach me since I was young, learning things that shouldn't be done at that age, does he take me for his son?" Ouyang Yu impatiently interrupted his mother. He took out a cigarette, thought for a moment, then put it back.

"That's because you're a child of the Ouyang Family."

"If I had a choice, I would rather be the son of an ordinary family." Ouyang Yu frowned.

Zhuo Yanfeng had just carried the soup upstairs when she heard the conversation upstairs. She couldn't help but be filled with footsteps.

Du Yuan sat in the living room, looking coldly at her hesitant expression.

"Didn't old master not care about you since you were 18 years old? Young master, I heard that Mother Lin …"

"That's because he can't control me." Ouyang Yu coldly interrupted his mother.

With eighteen years of time in the old man's hands, he was already regretting his decision.

Under his control, he would only become a cripple.

"But …"

"No buts. In these 18 years, he only used me as a machine and tool. In order for me to become the successor of the Ouyang Family, he didn't care about my feelings at all." Ouyang Yu's voice was tinged with anger.

He was trained as a tool, surrounded by darkness. His father only wanted to turn him into a sharp weapon, to be invincible …

"That's for your own good. The Ouyang Family has so many bloodlines, if you don't have the ability, you'll be trampled under their feet …"

"I already have the ability to do the role of heir. Why would he want me to marry him? A bunch of short-sighted old geezers, they only know about marriage, marriage! " A crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground. Ouyang Yu's voice was filled with anger.

Zhuo Yanfeng could not help but stop in his tracks as a wave of sympathy welled up in his heart.

Every family had its own problems, but it turned out that Ouyang Yu was a person like that … She would also be forced to marry by her parents …

I wonder which wealthy family's princess will be in for a ride of misfortune …

"Young Master... Ever since you turned eighteen, you've played too much outside. Old master was worried that you wouldn't be able to control your heart, so finding a young mistress who can help you with your career is a good thing … "It's better than those messy women outside …" Mother Lin also lowered her voice.

"I know my own business. I don't need them to teach me …" I made it clear to them today that G.P. will buy his name within half a year. Fuck his marriage, G.P. 's president' s daughter, do you think she is a good woman? "Stop joking, she's the Queen of Night's Shop. I'm ashamed of myself for playing by such a standard."

With a complicated expression on his face, Zhuo Yanfeng looked downstairs. Du Yuan was still staring at her coldly, as if he was looking at a little thief.