Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

This night was Lin Jiyue's best and deepest sleep in a long time. There was no worry, no ridicule, no crying, and she could fall asleep smelling the smell of home on the quilt.

In the past few days of the Chinese New Year, she accompanied her sister to the market every day to buy ingredients. After eating, the two would take a walk in the park of the community.

Lin Zhaoxia is no longer as mean as before, and since her father passed away, her attitude towards Lin Jiyue has gradually become friendly.

When the two sisters were alone, they would gossip and chat about their respective love careers.

After all, it's the Chinese New Year, and visiting neighbors is inevitable. Whenever Lin Jiyue sees her neighbors and their families get together, she is very envious.

She couldn't help thinking, if Zhuang Licheng was just an ordinary person, would they be able to reunite and be happy like ordinary people during the Chinese New Year?

And Zhuang Licheng came back from Shanghai after the Chinese New Year.

Before he could catch his breath, he was called home by phone, and when he got to the door, he saw his aunt winking at him, and whispered with her lips: "You-dad-dad-is-angry-angry, you-done-over."

He blinked childishly, smiled at his aunt indifferently, and made a triumphant "V", but he was not actually afraid.

Zhuang Licheng straightened his slightly messy clothes and calmly walked into his father Zhuang Weihan's study.

He stood up straight and shouted clearly, "Dad, I'm back."

Zhuang Weihan didn't look up, but just focused on the flowing calligraphy in his pen, without saying a word.

Zhuang Licheng also remained silent, and the two father and son were competing for patience.

After a long time, Zhuang Weihan put down the writing brush, went to clean his hands again, sat down and asked: "I heard that you broke up with Jing? You got together with an unknown girl, Licheng, you are not too old I'm too young, how long do I have to play?" His voice was cold and piercing, mixed with disapproval and reproach.

Zhuang Licheng frowned, and said seriously, "Dad, everything I do is serious."

With a "snap", something was thrown at his feet. He looked down, and his face turned pale and pale instantly and became extremely ugly.

It was a big envelope, and unsightly photos slipped out of it. The light was so dark that the man's face could not be seen clearly, and most of them were facing away from the camera, but he could clearly see the charming woman inside. It's Lin Jiyue!

All those who knew about this matter were silenced, and Lin Jiyue didn't mention a word, so Zhuang Licheng didn't know anything about it beforehand, which made him unprepared, but he was secretly anxious, how could such a photo fall into the In the hands of the father?This will undoubtedly ruin Lin Jiyue's possibility of being recognized by her family. People of the older generation are used to preconceived ideas, so the impression of Yueyue must be even worse now.

Sure enough, Zhuang Weihan snorted coldly: "Seriously? Do you dare to tell me that you are serious with such a dubious woman? Are you confused, or have you been tricked by her? I heard that you even ran to follow me Your aunt is angry? When did I teach you to be so indistinguishable from right from wrong?"

"How did you get these photos?" Zhuang Licheng clenched his fists and looked at his father intently.

Zhuang Weihan sneered: "You don't care how I got it! If you want people to know unless you don't do it yourself, she is not afraid of being known if she can do it. I will tell you right now, go and break up with that girl immediately, and I will treat it as a This has never happened, or else..."