Chapter 57:

In Zhang Hang's memory before the age of sixteen, Zhao Xiaolian's sense of existence has been very thin. From childhood to age, the people who took care of him and taught him were Zhang Qiming, and Zhang Hang himself had a better relationship with his father. He also felt a little strange when he was a kid. After all, the children depended on their mother. Many times he wanted to hug his mother, but Zhao Xiaolian's response was very cold. Zhang Hang was also lost when he was a kid. Sometimes when he was aggrieved by his mother, he would go to his father and cry. Zhang Qiming was a father who educated his children. No matter what happened to Zhao Xiaolian, he educated Zhang Hang according to his own ideas. He She didn't say bad things about Zhao Xiaolian, but just told Zhang Hang that everyone expresses their feelings differently. It's not that the mother doesn't love Hang Hang, but the mother is more cold.
Over time, Zhang Hang also accepted the setting that my mother was very cold. He didn't hate his mother, nor did he grow long, but he thrived as always, and respected Zhao Xiaolian as well. However, over time, the mother's presence in his heart must be diminished.
What really helped Zhang Hang know about Zhao Xiaolian was the half-year hysterical career after divorce. He saw with his own eyes how Zhao Xiaolian was making a lot of noise in a small house, and how she was making trouble in Zhang Jian's country, trying to destroy others' marriage. At that time, Zhang Hang, who was adolescent, hated Zhao Xiaolian. Because of this hate, Zhao Xiaolian in his heart was a man of disgrace and a person who would hurt himself and abandon himself.
When he received Zhao Xiaolian's phone call, he panicked and was afraid of remembering the painful half-year. The feeling of being abandoned seemed to follow, and he couldn't get rid of it. Fortunately, Lu Chengye let him successfully get out of the shadows. At this time, he can calmly face Zhao Xiaolian from an onlooker's point of view and observe this mother he has never really understood.
Perhaps it was really a blood relationship between mother and child. Zhao Xiaolian's behavior was as good as Zhang Hang expected; Zhao Xiaolian's character at this time was no different from Zhang Hang's expectation.
"Hanghang ... your eyes, whine ..." Zhao Xiaolian's eyes were tearful, her voice was sobbing, and there was an unexplainable distress in her words.
Zhang Hang's expression was very bland, and what he said was different from the usual meanness: "It's been nine years of blindness, and it's a bit late for you to cry now."
Zhao Xiaolian froze for a moment, but she continued to say with regret immediately: "At that time ... you know, Hang Hang, my mother had had a hard time reading .... Zhang Qiming and I divorced, I have no income. And Zhang Jianguo The beast didn't even recognize his own son, and the woman in his family hit me again so that I couldn't survive the opening of the market. Mom ... Mom didn't mean it. Mom was afraid to affect you, so she had to leave. "
As a last resort? Zhang Hang didn't even have any anger at this time, instead he smiled at the corners of his lips. It was so interesting that she lost her underage and blind son, and sold the only house that could shelter from the wind and rain. Now she can say such a thing as a last resort? What a big face!
Zhang Hang found that he really has no sad feelings now. It's sad to care, but when you don't really care, standing on the sidelines of a bystander can only be shocked by the woman's point of view and face.
Although very disgusting, for the sake of Lu Chengye and for the sake of being able to put aside the past and go bravely into the future, the play still has to be performed.
Zhang Hang held back his vomiting mood and said silently behind him: "It was really difficult at that time."
Zhao Xiaolian had a happy face on her face, and she knew that the child was soft-hearted from an early age. How could she not forgive her biological mother? Blood is thicker than water, and loved ones will be forgiven for making mistakes.
So she continued her emotional offensive against Zhang Hang, her expression really became more and more intensive, but Zhang Hang was as indifferent as ever, and Lu Chengye secretly watching beside him couldn't bear it, such a simple child as Hang Hang would never act. The show will only help.
If you ca n’t bear it, you ca n’t bear it. Since Zhang Hang became his person, Lu Chengye will not tolerate things of Hang Hang. He can be unscrupulous. So he left his position and strode directly to Zhang Hang, holding his shoulders from behind Zhang Hang with a palm full of possessiveness, condescendingly despising Zhao Xiaolian.
After all, it was a higher-ranking person. When Lu Chengye showed his momentum, this quiet little restaurant felt like he couldn't accommodate this great god. He stood behind Zhang Hang as if standing on a towering mountain, Zhao Xiaolian's tears hanging in the corner of his eyes immediately retracted, and the whole person's sense of existence was shrinking, as if he was looking for a corner to squat.
Looking at Zhao Xiaolian's expression with satisfaction, Lu Chengye bent down / bently, approached Zhang Hang intimately, and asked in a dumb voice in his ear: "Who is this old lady?"
Zhang Hang: "..."
The imposing momentum of Lu Chengye looks like Zhang Hang here, that is, a big dog is begging beside him for attention. Such a possessive behavior by Lu Chengye and the tyrant beside him at the time did not let Xiao Ren touch him. It looks exactly the same. And the old lady ... Thinking of Zhao Xiaolian's tenderly-maintained face, Zhang Hang suddenly wanted to laugh.
As soon as his mood changed, his expression could no longer be stretched, Zhang Hang's facial lines softened involuntarily, and speaking of Zhao Xiaolian's tone became better. He patted Lu Chengye's arm and said in a pampered tone: "What do you mean, this is my mother ... but I am so old, she should not be too young, has she gone through menopause? It is nothing to call an old lady."
Zhao Xiaolian: "..."
She was born at the age of 20, Zhang Hang. Now is forty-five, forty-five, forty-five! And she is well-maintained. Now a man in his thirties, such as Lu Chengye, sees her and calls her sister at most, but now someone calls her old lady?
Unfortunately, in Lu Chengye's eyes that seemed to look at ants, her anger could not be expressed at all, but she could only reduce her sense of existence.
"Oh." Lu Chengye didn't mean to take care of Zhang Hang's mother at all, he said to Zhang Hang, "You come out with me on your back, just to see such an insignificant person?"
Zhang Hang's heart blossomed, but she had to use the tone of "no (pet) Nai (drown)": "How can it be irrelevant, she is my mother reads ;."
"Um." Lu Chengye nodded to indicate that he knew it, but gave Zhao Xiaolian no respect at all, still holding Zhang Hangdao, "I know, it's just an old lady who has a wall on her face and can walk all over the place."
Zhang Hang: "..."
His face was covered with "I can't help you", but he had to give Zhao Xiaolian a face in order to perform. Zhang Hang smartly dragged Lu Chengye's clothing corner: "That ... I can't see it."
"But you can smell the pungent smell of that cheap perfume? Isn't it uncomfortable to stay with her for so long?" Lu Chengye saw Zhang Hang's expression, and couldn't help but pinch his chin. I ’m afraid that your nose wo n’t be able to use scented toiletries. Basically, it is only original handmade soap. She sprayed herself into a low-quality counter to smoke you? The old lady looks like an old lady.

Lu Chengye was full of Zhao Xiaolian's opinions. When he was a dog, he suffered from being unable to speak. Now he finally had a chance. He was full of taunting skills and would not respect the old, the young, or the women.
Zhang Hang really has no way to take Lu Cheng, he can only stand up and hold Lu Chengye's hand, and said to Zhao Xiaolian: "Let ’s do it today, you also see that I am doing well. As for you ... you can make up like this Life is good. Since each other is good, don't disturb each other's lives. "
After speaking, she did not wait for Zhao Xiaolian to answer. Lu Chengye was in a good mood when Zhang Hang took the initiative to hold his hand instead of holding the dog rope. He followed behind Zhang Hang full of happiness, and didn't let go until he got on the bus.
The driver was Baixiyu. After two consecutive car accidents, Lu Chengye did not plan to drive for a while.
There was an outsider in the car, Zhang Hang, who couldn't say anything. Until he got home and entered the room, he couldn't help but hit Lu Chengye: "All your plans have been messed up."
Lu Chengye pinched Zhang Hang's chin, dissatisfied: "Look at the expression you saw when you saw Zhao Xiaolian just now. If you are so wronged, I would rather not plan."
Zhang Hang felt soft, holding Lu Chengye's waist from behind, and said softly, "But when I see you, I am very happy. My will never make me wrong."
"It's good to know," President Lu nodded with satisfaction, "so your plan needs to be changed, and you always make yourself a shame."
"No," Zhang Hang said, shaking his head. "It's almost there."
Lu Chengye glanced at Zhang Hang and waited for him to explain that Zhang Hang did not live up to his expectations and whispered his speculation beside him. After all, he worked as a lawyer, and has been exposed to many cases, which is different from Lu Chengye's scope of involvement. Mr. Lu's ability in the business world is unparalleled, but the sensitivity of the case is not comparable to Zhang Hang, who has been devoted to understanding the law and human psychology in recent years.
"Will it be him?" After listening to Zhang Hang's analysis, Lu Chengye showed a thoughtful expression.
"Eight / nine are inseparable from ten," Zhang Hang nodded, holding Lu Chengye's hand firmly, "don't be sad."
"What can be sad," Lu Chengye shook his head. "The relationship was not deep at first, and the other party demanded my life first. Just a little unexpectedly, I thought he didn't care about these properties."
When Zhang Hang tried to listen to the voice of the landing contractor and found that he really heard only a trace of loss but not much sadness, he finally relieved his heart and rested his head on Lu Chengye's shoulder.
When I was bored with Zhao Xiaolian, I heard Lu Chengye's voice, and suddenly there was a sudden bloom, and the whole atrium was bright.
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