Chapter 70:

Under the protection of Han Yanyan, Xiao Tang lived smoothly. Only a few people from Han Jin occasionally taunted him, or did childish pranks to tease him, which seemed harmless.
What really bothers him is, instead, Han Yanyan's occasional "temper". Sometimes for no reason, she would be cold to him. For the longest time, she ignored him for three days.
Every time he was confused. When Han Yanyan suddenly recovered his tenderness to him, he was grateful and obedient.
More and more like a little white rabbit.
Xin Ya was ultimately not allowed to work. The owner of Han gave her a gallery to take care of her, which gave her the name to deal with Tang Ke.
Although Xinya is old, the Han owner is quite able to have fun here. But this little white rabbit is too fragile, and he knows restraint, so as not to really break her.
Time passed in a hurry, two years passed.
At the age of fourteen, Han Yanyan ushered in his first menstrual year, and the second long-awaited outbreak by the Han family owner finally came. Han Yanyan's Second Explosion directly became an SS-level mental power. Each family was a sensation.
Tang Ke was naturally happy for Han Yanyan, but he couldn't think of it, since then Han Yanyan treated him completely differently.
After the first menstrual period, the young lady suddenly lost interest in such a cute little Tang Ke and began to like handsome and strong teenagers or young people.
Tang Ke, the little white rabbit, fell out of favor, and his whole world changed.
The "friends" who once surrounded him changed his face and abandoned him overnight. People who once regarded him as a passerby also stepped on him. Even in the manor, the men and women began to show contempt for him. After all, he is not as generous in giving tips as in other young ladies and young ladies.
Those once innocuous pranks started to escalate, with apparent malice. If Tang Ke hadn't had A-level mental protection, he would have been disabled more than once.
But he dared not fight back. Those children who hurt him were children of the Han family.
He always heals himself in the treatment cabin at school or in the manor, and then goes home without scars. Facing Xinya, she only told her the funny things of others in the school, and kept silent about the others and herself.
Tang Ke became more silent than before, but he was a boy after all, and this silence made Xinya feel like he was growing up and calm. Moreover, Tang Ke's scores in all subjects are very good, and people are sensible, so she is very relieved.
She also worked hard to show peace, making Tang Ke think that as long as he worked hard, he would make her happy.
Both mother and child are trying to convince each other that the years are quiet.
In this repressed undercurrent, Tang Ke is the only fairy who can comfort him.
She never showed up, but always gave him a few words of encouragement when he needed it most--
"They hate you because of jealousy about your qualifications."
"If you can't beat you today, tomorrow will be your growth force."
"I've been here with you anytime, Little Star."
Tang Ke no longer pursues who she is. The girls of the Han family were cruel to him and did not approach him. She is one of them.
He thought she was doing it to protect herself. If she was known to work with him, she would be excluded from her group.
He understands.
All children are growing up. The little girl grows into a girl, the little boy grows into a teenager, and the love begins.
Seventeen-year-old Han Yanyan has grown into an all-encompassing beauty, and teenagers and young people chase her figure.
Thirteen-year-old Tang Ke completely broke away from childhood and grew into a dumb teenager. But like other teenagers, whenever Han Yanyan appeared, he couldn't look away.
He stared at Han Yanyan at this moment, no longer like he was a child, but simply felt her beautiful and beautiful. He stared at her, feeling strange. The beat of the heart will be disrupted, the body will be tightened, and the throat will be inexplicably thirsty. At the deepest part of the body, strange desires are born.
Tang Ke dare not face up to that desire.
It seems that Han Yanyan treats him like no other child. In the past, those special tenderness and exceptional kindness disappeared as she and him grew older, as if they had never existed. Only a few people, such as Han Wei, Han Jingshan, Han Jun, can make her a difference.
Tang Ke longed for being treated like Han Yanyan like them, but he didn't know what to do.
Han Jin's bullying on him became more and more excessive. Han Yanyan's brother was born stupid, and it was only stupid who grew up with age.
Tang Ke's mental strength far surpassed him. But he couldn't fight back. Han Jin was the biological son of Han's owner and his brother. It is the generosity of the Han family owner that he can live today and receive the best education and training in Dongchen.
Once Han Jin and a few A-level guys bruised him with bruises, and were hit by Han Yanyan.
"What are you doing?" Han Yanyan asked coldly. The coercion of SS-level mental power is trembling.
As stupid as Han Jin, she was too scared of this sister. The others were also afraid to speak.
Did Yan Yan come to save him? Tang Ke struggled and looked up. The blood dripping from his forehead covered his eyes, and he saw only a slender but erect figure.
"While others are working hard, you waste a limited amount of time on this kind of thing?" Han Yanyan said coldly, "Do you think you can be a father's child and have a restless life? Father's child So much, there is no shortage of you. "
In Han Jinnuo's response, Han Yanyan's voice gradually disappeared. She was like an older sister who hated the younger brother, and didn't even look at the man lying on the ground.
In the past, those gentle, touching his head and calling his little white rabbit, are those sweet smiles all his dreams?
Tang Ke passed out and woke up in the college's treatment cabin. The cabin manager said, "A girl brought you here."
Girl ... is Yan Yan sister?
"How is it possible?" The administrator laughed. "How come I don't know Miss Han. It's a girl. What does it look like? ... Well, Wenwen is very cute."
"Oh, right ... she left a note for you." The administrator groped and pulled out a folded piece of paper.
It seemed to be ripped from somewhere in a hurry, and he was familiar with the font.
"The dark clouds will disperse and the stars will glow. Your journey is the sea of ​​stars, so don't trip over the stones in front of you."
Tang Ke had fever in his eyes.
It's a little fairy.
She didn't show up, but was silently caring for him and supporting him.
For the first time, Tang Ke wanted to know who the fairy was. He asked the administrator to take a look at the monitoring.
"You can't see it. Just then, the school's monitoring didn't know what was going on, and it was all offline." The administrator said.
Who the little fairy is is a mystery in the end.
After school, he got on the Han boat, and he sat in the back, staring at every girl from the Han family. The little fairy is one of them, he just doesn't know who she is.
What finally appeared was a figure he knew. She is taller than the average girl, with a thin waist and a straight chest.
Tang Ke's eyes fell on her. It couldn't be her, he thought. But like every time in the past, as soon as she appeared, he couldn't look away.
"Xiao Ke--" she called him suddenly, "come to the front."
Tang Ke was stiff and refused: "No, I'll just sit here."
Han Yanyan said nothing, nodded, and sat down by himself.
When the boat arrived at the manor, everyone disembarked and returned to their rooms. Han Yanyan called Tang Ke.
"Why don't you fight back?" She asked.
Tang Ke said: "He is your father's child. I can study in Dongchen because of your father."
"Oh ..." Han Yanyan turned around, leaving him only a back, and without looking at him again, "Little White Rabbit."
Tang Ke froze, did she feel that his tolerance was wrong?
Han Yanyan suddenly disappeared from the manor for a while. Shortly after she returned, Tang Ke heard everyone talking about two news.
One is that the current owner of the Yin family is dead.
Second, Han Yanyan's mother, Yin Wei, quickly hosted a divorce with Han's family and returned to the Yin family. As the Yin family, she was once again engaged in the fight for the position of owner.
"She hopes we can support her some more staff." Han Yanyan said slowly, as if talking about completely unrelated others, "as my mother, how could she be so naive? No matter what?"
"So she couldn't even compete with Yin Heng at the beginning." Commented the owner of the Han family. "I only see the short-term benefits in front of me, and even if I understand it, I can't let go."
He asked, "What do you think about this?"
"Of course we have to give it and strongly support her. The nails of our Han family, one by one into the Yin family, the more and deeper the nails, the easier it will be to do it in the future." Han Yanyan said.
"It's up to you." Her father was very relieved.
His daughter is only seventeen years old, and she has done better than the younger owners of some families. The most important thing is that she is an SS-class mental force, and she rarely encounters rivals on the battlefield.
The owner of the Yin family, her cousin, died in her hands.
"Yes, I haven't seen Aunt Xinya for a long time." Han Yanyan said suddenly.
The name didn't make much sense to the owner of the Korean family, he only said "um".
Han Yanyan shut down a bunch of light screens in front of him and gathered up: "I heard that an accountant is pursuing her. Will Aunt Xinya remarry? Dad, your little white rabbit will be taken away."
Han's eyelids are not stingy.
Han Yanyan was boring and shrugged: "I'm going to bed, good night."
The man raised his eyes only after she left.
"Find out what's happening with Lin Xinya." He opened the newsletter and ordered his close friend.
In the evening shrine, Xinya sat in the back row and closed her eyes and prayed. The light hit her face, her eyes lightened. When the prayer was over, she opened her eyes, and her breath was calm.
In these two years, she has been much better.
When Tang Ke grew up, he didn't need to send her to and from the manor. She can stop going there. The Han owner gradually lost interest in her. It was a year and three months before he had with her for the last time, and she had never seen him again since then.
There is always no shortage of beauties around him. He has forgotten her, like his other lover who is too angry and pets no longer.
She heard that the women could get a lucrative alimony when they left him. Then they can marry and marry and live their lives. Some of them even had children, and the children stayed. The woman didn't care.
Xinya was praying just now to make herself such a lucky woman. One year and three months, she feels that luck is coming to her.
A man hurriedly walked into the temple, found her figure after a short search, walked lightly, and sat down beside her.
"Why so late?" Xin Ya asked in a low voice.
"There is a client who can't handle it," the man answered in a low voice.
Xin Ya pressed her forefinger to her lips: "Shh ..."
Neither of them spoke any more, listening quietly to the clergy's preaching.
Religion is the easiest harbor for the soul. Xinya began to convert to religion several years ago in order to seek peace of mind.
The man is an accountant, has a successful career, and has a good salary. He has always been a believer in his family and has been a convert since childhood. The two met in the church, and the man's wife died of illness years ago. After he moved to the parish here, he met Xinya in the church, fell in love at first sight, and pursued Xinya for two years.
Xinya never dared to respond to him. She knew that she was not qualified to respond to the feelings of others.
They only meet in churches or events organized by the church. But as long as there are activities she participates in, he will certainly participate.
After the lecture was over, the clergy prayed for the people and left. The believers dispersed and Xinya was going home.
The man shouted at her, trying to send her home. Xin Ya refused as before and turned to leave.
The man suddenly caught her wrist.
"Xin Ya, is there anything I am not happy with?" The man wanted to know why she kept rejecting him.
"No, of course not." Xinya denied.
The man said, "Why not try to socialize with me if that's the case?"
Xin Ya astringently said, "Sorry, this is not something I can decide on my own." In this matter, she is not a free person.
"Do you mean your son?" The man said with relief. "You can try to talk to him. I think he must also wish you happiness."
Xinya couldn't explain it, but could only acquiesce in his misunderstanding.
"Xin Ya, I seriously want to form a family. Your child, I can treat it as my own. You, me and him, I think we can form a happy family. A child should not have a father, I I have never been a father, but I will work hard to be a good father. Do you not want such a complete family? "He said.
Think, Xinya wants a normal life more than anyone else.
"Xin Ya, I don't know what you are afraid of, but I hope you can be brave and try again, okay?" The man said.
Be braver……
Xinya remembered what she had just prayed for. Tomorrow, the day she and Han's homeowner did not meet would be a year and four months. For so long, he ... should be completely tired, completely forgot her?
Can she be brave?
... No, she didn't dare.
"I'm sorry. I can't associate with you. Please don't mention this later." She finished, trying to break free of his hands.
The man clenched her wrists, suddenly bullied him, kissed her lips, and let go of her.
"I'm sorry, without your consent ..." He whispered, "I just want you to understand ... the feelings, not the things you say let me let go, you can let go."
Xinya stood there.
The man said, "Please ... anyway, think again. If you are in trouble, please tell me. Maybe the thing you are perplexing is not really that difficult. Two people have more ways than one ...
He was a very kind and courteous man, and the move just now was extraordinary for him, just to let her understand his determination.
Xinya knows that he is a man who can give women happiness. But is she entitled to this happiness?
She bowed her head deeply.
The brain on the wrist gave a slight beep, and a letter sent a document pack. Once opened, the photo of the man kissing Xinya appeared on the light screen.
Han's stature stopped.
After a while, he lit a cigarette, leaned back on the back of the chair, and started reading the text report below the photo ...