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"She doesn't have the final say, I always have the final say!" At this time, Zhou Chongsheng walked over and walked to Zhou Hanbing, his eyes falling on Zhou Hanruo in Tang Jiyang's arms, and his face immediately turned ugly.

"You, get over here! Hug a man in public, do you still have some shame?"

After Zhou Chongsheng finished roaring, Zhou Hanruo seemed to have never heard of it, and still stuck it in Tang Jiyang's arms. Tang Jiyang hugged her without even raising his eyes.

Zhou Chongsheng was directly ignored and suddenly became furious, "Even if the Tang family is rich and powerful, they can't do anything wrong in other people's homes. What does it mean to hold my daughter and not let go? Should I give me an explanation!"

"There is no explanation, it's what you meant." Tang Jiyang said indifferently and almost coldly: "If you want to explain, it's better to ask Miss Zhou next to you why she pushed her sister into the water. You can't know that she can't swim, and want her to cool down in the water."

Tang Jiyang's words made Zhou Hanbing's face pale in an instant, "Mr. Tang must have read it wrong, I, I didn't..."

Tang Jiyang had no patience to listen to her explanation, hugged Zhou Hanruo and left straight away.

Perhaps, from the moment he carried her out of the Zhou family, Tang Jiyang had already determined that this girl belonged to him and no one could bully her anymore.

...

Zhou Hanruo did not sleep well, and she kept dreaming, with beautiful dreams and nightmares, and her mind was always in a mess.

Tang Jiyang stayed by her until dawn.

After dawn, Zhou Hanruo was woken up by the alarm clock, and it was eight o'clock in the morning.

Tang Jiyang pushed the door and walked in, wearing a beige sweatshirt, and it seemed that he had just returned from the morning transportation.

"Awaken?" Tang Jiyang's eyes fell on her, calm and gentle.

He walked to the bed and naturally reached out to her. Perhaps because of his exercise, he had a faint smell of sweat on his body, mixed with a hint of clear mint, which was not unpleasant.

Zhou Hanruo reached out to stroke his cheek, leaned over and pecked him on his lips. Tang Jiyang wanted to deepen the kiss, but she turned her head to avoid it.

"Go to take a shower and smells of sweat."

"Yes." Tang Jiyang responded, then smiled and said, "Do you want to wash together?"

"No. I hate it, go away." Zhou Hanruo pushed him away coquettishly.

Tang Jiyang took the changed clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he changed into a simple striped shirt and trousers. His hair was wet and the clear smell of men's shampoo.

When he came back from Chenyun, he bought breakfast. After washing, the two of them sat together in the restaurant for dinner.

Red date soy milk, fried golden fried dough sticks, and a few light side dishes, which were packaged in the breakfast shop that Zhou Hanruo liked.

Zhou Hanruo ate a fried dough stick, and then bite the straw and drink soy milk.

Tang Jiyang didn't move his chopsticks much, and looked at her with deep eyes, as if he was thinking, but it made people unable to guess his thoughts.

"Can you continue the topic last night?" Zhou Hanruo had enough food and drank, wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue, and asked casually, but the palms hanging on one side had already clenched into fists, and his nails were about to be clenched into the flesh of his palm.

Tang Jiyang nodded, his tone was calm and peaceful, and it sounded like there was no difference from usual. "Fang Zixin..."

"She's name is Fang Zixin." Zhou Hanruo murmured lightly, his face slightly pale.

In the years you were absent, another man you loved deeply had another one around, and Zhou Hanruo's heart was extremely sour.

There was a brief silence between each other, and an invisible low pressure was everywhere.

Then, Tang Jiyang spoke again, this time, directly avoiding Fang Zixin.

"Xiaozhou, do you know why I changed from the army?"

Zhou Hanruo shook her head. She didn't know and she never dared to ask.

"Because, I dare not shoot." Tang Jiyang said, and when he spoke, his hands were tightly clasped together, and his knuckles turned white.

To be more precise, it was not that he dared not shoot, but that he could not aim at people with his gun.

Three years ago, the day when Zhou Hanruo had an accident was Tang Jiyang's last shot. The bullet hit the temple and killed him with one shot.

Then, Zhou Hanruo had an accident and was forced to induce a childbirth, and then, she left.

"After you left, I was depressed for a long time before returning to the team. Then, once on a mission, as an ambush sniper, when the gun was pointed at the criminals, I realized that my hands were trembling... I don't know what I was like, obviously, there was no problem during training.

Because of my reasons, the mission failed and the hostage was injured. That hostage was Fang Zixin."

Tang Jiyang pursed the corners of his lips coldly, and the expression on his face became a little heavy.

"The doctor said that she might not be able to have her own child for her injuries. I tried to compensate, or compensate her. At first, she refused, and later, she said that if I didn't mind that she couldn't have a baby, she wanted to be with me."

After hearing this, Zhou Hanruo almost subconsciously frowned.

Although she had never seen Fang Zixin, she could roughly imagine that she was a very scheming woman and very skillful in speaking.

If Tang Jiyang rejects her, it means that Tang Jiyang minds that she cannot have children, and the fact that she cannot have children was caused by Tang Jiyang.

Fang Zixin's words are not as simple as confession, but with reminders or even coercion.

"When I look at her, I always think of you and the mistakes I made. And, at that time, when you were not heard from me, I was almost going to collapse and despair. I thought, maybe, there was nothing wrong with starting over again.

In fact, I know that Fang Zixin may not be sincere to me. As you once said, if my surname was not Tang, there would not be so many women who would flock to me. What they like was not me, but the wealth of the Tang family.

But in fact, there is nothing wrong with this. Why am I sincere to her? In this way, the two of them have no doubts, which makes me feel less guilty.

Fang Zixin is very smart and has everything in mind. As a girlfriend, she is almost impeccable, so we have been talking about marriage.

Xiaozhou, can you understand that feeling? If you can’t be with your beloved, then there is no difference between whom you marry.

All I need is a nominal wife, and what she wants is the actual benefits, and each one needs it, which is very good."

"Then why are you not getting married?" Zhou Hanruo asked in a low voice. To be honest, she couldn't describe her mood at this moment, whether it was sore or painful, or both.

"Fang Zixin and I were probably wrong from the beginning. What I thought I could do might not be able to do. Maybe, except you, I can't allow anyone's name to be written in my spouse column."

After Tang Jiyang finished speaking, he stood up, walked to Zhou Hanruo, stretched out his hand, and hugged her tightly. "Fortunately, I didn't let the mistake continue. Fortunately, you are back."

Zhou Hanruo buried his face in his palm, and tears fell on his palm, warm and cool.
Chapter completed!