The best perspective expert

Chapter 123
Father Qiao is indeed a face-changing master. There is nothing to say about this face-changing stunt. When he saw someone coming, his face changed drastically. First he was surprised, then surprised, followed by surprise, and then frightened. With so many complex expressions, in a short time It is completed within one second, killing most face-changing masters in seconds.

Han Zhenyang was also quite surprised, looking at He Qianjun who came in through the door, "Brother Qianjun, why are you here?" It was He Qianjun who came.

He Qianjun chuckled, and looked at Han Zhenyang and Qiao Shengnan in his arms with an ambiguous expression, "Why, do you think I'm in the way?"

"Hey, look at what you said, how is it possible," Han Zhenyang rubbed the back of his head.

Qiao Shengnan also blushed and broke free from Han Zhenyang's arms, then called out "Brother Qianjun" softly, then hesitated for a moment, and said to He Qianjun: "Brother Qianjun, this is me, my father and my mother, they... ..." Although she was very angry with her parents' behavior, she didn't want her parents to be angered by He Qianjun.

Although the Qiao family is not a soft persimmon, it is nothing compared to the He family.

"Hehe, I know, Mr. Qiao Mingyuan, most of the restaurants heard your quarrel just now." He Qianjun shrugged his shoulders, "Mr. Qiao, don't you want my brother to spend his life in prison? Go ahead, I see How do you operate, follow and learn."

Qiao Mingyuan forced a smile, "I, ahem, I was joking, how could I do that, this, Xiao Han, are you right?" As he spoke, he looked at Han Zhenyang with pleading eyes, pleading even a little The smell of begging.

Han Zhenyang didn't want Qiao Shengnan to feel uncomfortable in the middle, but he ignored Qiao Mingyuan and said to He Qianjun, "Brother Qianjun, don't meddle in this matter, hahaha, you can't even manage your own affairs Well," he changed the subject, "By the way, why did you come to Daocheng? Don't tell me, so I can pick you up."

He Qianjun also had a good impression of Qiao Shengnan, and he also didn't want to embarrass her, and he couldn't really do anything to Qiao Mingyuan with just a few words, so he changed the subject, "Isn't this a surprise for you? Besides You are so busy, how can you have the time to pick me up."

"Hey, it's all Ms. Sheng Nan who's doing the talking, I'm just busy, I have plenty of time," Han Zhenyang hurriedly humbled.

"Since you have plenty of time, come with me. I really need to find you something," He Qianjun said, pulling Han Zhenyang up and leaving. When he went out, he said to Qiao Shengnan's family: "Go ahead, please finish eating." Whatever, my brother and I may have a candlelit night talk."

Qiao Mingyuan nodded quickly, "You can do whatever you want, we'll leave after eating."

Han Zhenyang gave Qiao Shengnan a reassuring look, followed He Qianjun out of the private room, and then asked with a puzzled look: "Brother Qianjun, what do you want me for? I'm just picking up girls. If you can't, you You have to pay me."

"Haha, it's easy to say, if I compensate you for being a pretty girl, she's definitely no worse than Xiao Qiao," He Qianjun laughed. The little Qiao he was talking about was Qiao Shengnan, not the little Qiao girl from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"That's for sure," Han Zhenyang also laughed to make fun of it. Anyway, he was joking, and he could do whatever he wanted, but after following He Qianjun for a few steps, he found that he was heading towards the garden, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Qian Brother Jun, what's the matter? Didn't you want to take me to see the scenery?"

He Qianjun smiled and said nothing, took out the cigarette case, took out one and handed it to Han Zhenyang, "Can you smoke?"

"Yes, but I hardly smoke." Han Zhenyang took the cigarette and looked at it. There is not even a single character on the white cigarette. I don't know if it is a special product or a cigarette directly from the tobacco factory, but he sniffed it lightly. The taste is really different from ordinary cigarettes. There is an indescribable experience. It is very special. He is not a smoker, so he can't tell what is special about it. He just knows that it is a good cigarette.

But he didn't come here to smoke, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Qianjun, seeing you like this, you have something to say, just say it, hehe, I can bear it."

He Qianjun continued to laugh, took out his lighter to light a cigarette for Han Zhenyang, and then lit his own. After taking two puffs, he asked, "You really don't remember your mother at all?"

Han Zhenyang nodded, but at the same time, that strange and friendly face appeared in his mind again, as if he was still saying something to him, he tried hard to recall, but he couldn't even hear a word, just like the early silent movies .

Then he realized that He Qianjun's question had some meaning, he was stunned for a moment, and grabbed He Qianjun's palm, "You, do you know something?"

He Qianjun nodded slightly.

Han Zhenyang's eyes became hot all of a sudden, "Where is she?"

"You look like this, what should I say?" He Qianjun was in pain from being caught by Han Zhenyang, and hurriedly opened Han Zhenyang's palm, "I want to know how you think of her, and then, what attitude will you use to face her?" Her? I remember I asked you this question last time, and you and your sister said it doesn't matter, so I didn't get involved, but now I can't get involved. "

This question caused Han Zhenyang to fall into silence for an instant. He really didn't know how to face his mother who had no memory of him.

He can be very indifferent, making himself seem indifferent to everything, but ask himself, is he really as indifferent in his heart?The answer is no, his actions just now proved this point, he still cares very much.Not only him, but also his younger sister Han Xiaoyue. When she was a child, she was scolded as a "baby girl", and she cried so much that it was earth-shattering. When she grows up, she becomes sensible and knows how to restrain her feelings, which is better. .

Of course, in front of outsiders, both brother and sister acted very indifferently, always saying in a casual manner, "Isn't it just mother, we can live well without mother", but will they cry quietly at night? , Only the two of them, brother and sister, know.

Now, He Qianjun put this question in front of him again, he still wanted to casually say that he didn't care as before, but he opened his mouth, no matter what, he couldn't utter the words, his heart was in a mess and he lost his former calm , who barely smokes, squats on the lawn and smokes half a box...

"Why don't you think about it again?" He Qianjun squatted with Han Zhenyang for a long time before asking.

Han Zhenyang took a deep breath, letting the fresh night breeze cleanse the smoked viscera to his heart's content, then stood up and said calmly, "Where is she? I want to see her first."

"Come with me," He Qianjun patted him on the shoulder understandingly, turned around and walked towards a large private room.

Han Zhenyang followed behind, walking slower and slower, and his footsteps became heavier and heavier. When he reached the door, his body began to tremble. After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, he still felt congested, as if something was stuck in his throat.

As soon as I entered the door, when I saw that strange but kind face, I lost my mind for a moment.

(End of this chapter)