After watching for a long time, his neck became sore and his eyes became astringent. He inserted the USB flash drive into the computer, held the keyboard stiffly, and then slowly looked at the computer screen. While waiting, Lu Ziran felt that every minute was particularly long.

He was even scared in his heart, very afraid that the truth was really what he heard. The girl he cared for for more than ten years was just to use him, but he did not see the other party clearly, but instead helped the evil.

And the person who only cares about himself was injured by him and was covered in bruises.

The picture came out, it was night. That night, Song Jianing was indeed helping him in, and they came in shortly after they entered the door.

He saw Yan Zishu, wearing a pink dress with long hair shawls, an 18-year-old girl with a somewhat immature face. She was holding an exquisite gift box in her hand, lowering her head and wondering what she was thinking. When she pulled into the camera, Lu Ziran saw her crying, crying sadly, and didn't know what she was underestimating?

The screen switched to the hotel lobby. After Yan Zishu came in, he became a little excited.

After a closer look, Lu Ziran realized that she was looking at him and Song Jianing's direction. She recognized him with just one back.

She followed excitedly, and the elevator door closed. She glanced at the elevator they were taking and entered the elevator next to her.

The video switched to the top floor, and he and Song Jianing had already arrived outside the presidential suite.

Le Jinyan's mother suddenly appeared behind them. She didn't know what she said, and Song Jia left with red eyes.

Mommy said a few words to him. Looking back now, he was already unconscious at that time, and just nodded constantly. Moreover, he never remembered that Mommy had appeared.

Mommy didn't know what she had told her, so she hurriedly left.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Zishu came out of the elevator, looked left and right, and after seeing him, he burst into tears and laughed.

She ran to him and said something. She was very happy and handed him the gift in her arms.

Instead of receiving the gift, he dragged her into the room, dragging her clothes while pulling her, and kissing fell on her face randomly.

She struggled, pounded him, and he dragged her in without any effort.

There was no monitoring in the room, and the screen stopped.

Even Lu Ziran's heart seemed to be stuck, looking at the last scene, as well as the helplessness and tears on the girl's face.

She ran over from afar to celebrate his birthday, but she did such a terrible thing to her, and later wrongly accused others of designing themselves.

"Haha..." Lu Ziran laughed out loud for some reason, his voice was very bitter.

Lu Ziran, why are you so bastard?

Lu Ziran, you deserve to die! Lu Ziran, you will never be able to repay this love in your life.

Lu Ziran, you are a bastard from beginning to end.

Lu Ziran didn't know how he left the hotel. After leaving, he went home. After returning home, he covered his head and slept in a dark and dark way.

He really didn't sleep well during this period. He racked his brains every day to spend a while with Yan Zishu, which caused him to suffer from insomnia.

It was not until the next morning that Lan Xin discovered that he was at home.

Lu Ziran came downstairs with messy hair.

Lan Xin was surprised to see her son.

"Son, when did you come back?"

Lu Ziran pretended to be sad and held his mother's arm: "Mom, I came back last night. Mom didn't know that my son was at home, so my heart hurts so much."

Lan Xin looked at him angrily and said with a smile: "Aren't you filming outside the city?"

Mom thought you didn’t want to come back.”

"I miss my mother, I'm back."

Lu Ziran also leaned his head on Lan Xin's shoulder. Lan Xin lowered her head slightly, looked at him and asked, "Are you worried?"

Lu Ziran narrowed his eyes and smiled. Mom was so sensitive. It was obvious that he asked, "Mom, did you hate my dad when you were young?"

Lu Haocheng just went downstairs when he heard his son's stupid question.

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask your mother this question? Have you done something wrong with any girl?"

Lan Xin is very serious.

Oh my god, mom can do it well.

He suddenly straightened up, his eyes dodged: "Mom         , how could that happen?

You haven't answered the question just now."

Lan Xin smiled. Looking at her son's expression, she looked like she was worried no matter how she looked: "Tell your mother first, why do you want to know?"

Lu Ziran: "Because I want to know what my mother thought back then, we were too young back then and never cared about whether my mother hated her father. After a night of separation, my mother should hate her, right?"

Lan Xin thought about the situation back then carefully and said with a smile: "I didn't even know who your father was, and I hated and cried, but so what about hatred?

So what if you cry?

Life is still going to be lived."

"So, Ranran, if you don't hurt a girl easily before you confirm your feelings, women often bear much more than men."

"oh!"

Lu Ziran nodded slightly, but his fists couldn't help but clenched tightly.

So, Yan Zishu hated him in his heart.

"Mom, do you know that Dad was the man back then, what would he do?"

Lan Xin narrowed her eyes and looked at her son asking so seriously, and she felt suspicious.

But I will tell the truth: "Because with you three brothers, I actually wanted to escape at that time, because I was afraid that your father and I would rob you three brothers and sisters."

"At that time, it was no longer a matter of hatred, but a problem that was in front of us."

"Ranran, you are a good boy and never do things that make your mother worry. You suddenly asked me these questions and tell me honestly, have you encountered something?"

Lu Ziran smiled and said, "Mom, I just think you have worked so hard that I remembered the past."

"You."

Seeing him escape, Lan Xin didn't ask much, "Didn't you have dinner last night? What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you?"

Lan Xin touched his head with a doting look.

"I want to eat bitter melon."

Lu Ziran lowered his head, wondering how he would face Yan Zishu.

Lu Haocheng walked over and sat gracefully beside Lan Xin.

He glanced at his son, hugged Lan Xin and hugged him: "Wife, don't make it for him, make a cup of bitter tea."

Lu Ziran: "..." He is really distressed now, and he doesn't know what to do?

My mother also experienced the same hurt back then. At that time, my mother was very strong, but her heart was already full of holes.

Is Yan Zishu the same?

Lan Xin said: "You father and son chat for a while, I'll make breakfast for you."

"Yeah! Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Lu Haocheng's voice is as doting as ever.
Chapter completed!