Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 50

The next day, after sending Jing Sheng to the company, Yu Zhile and Zhang Sitian took a day off.

She's going home to get some things.

What surprised her was that Yu Zhonghai hadn't gone out and stayed at home.

He stayed by the small open-air pool in the yard, quietly transplanting a pot of dew pine.

He has a fiery temper, which is said to be exactly the same as his long-dead grandfather.But when it comes to pounding potted plants, I have inherited some of my grandma's preferences.

The quarrel on New Year's Eve escalated the relationship between father and daughter from being able to stay in the same refrigerator at least to being far away from the glacier ocean.

Yu Zhile cast a sideways glance at Zhong Hai, without saying hello, went straight upstairs and returned to her bedroom.

She took out a slightly rusty small key from the small sachet hanging from the mosquito net beside the bed, walked back to the desk, passed it into the retreated keyhole in the middle, and was about to turn it around, but found that it couldn't be turned at all.

The other hand pulled down suspiciously, and the small drawer opened easily.

Yu Zhile took out the white file bag inside, and was about to tear off the white line on it when she noticed something unusual——

The way of winding the seal is completely opposite to her usual way, she is used to tying up counterclockwise.

The blood rushed to the brain, and Yu Zhile felt that his hair was going to burn.

She directly pulled out the drawer with a few bangs, and walked downstairs quickly.

Yu Zhonghai had already returned to the lobby, carrying a hot water bottle and walking towards the table, wanting to add tea to his cup.

Yu Zhile stopped by the table.

boom!
With a loud noise, she threw the drawer viciously onto the table with such force that everything inside was knocked upside down.

The cup in front of Yu Zhonghai also dripped water, and he couldn't help shaking.

"What are you doing!" Yu Zhonghai scolded angrily.

Yu Zhile licked her back molars, tried her best to stabilize her rapid breathing, raised her chin slightly, and gestured to the drawer on the table: "Are you prying my drawer again?"

Father Yu didn't deny it, but said, "I'm looking for something."

"What are you looking for? Just ask me," Yu Zhile looked at him calmly, but this sentence did not remind people of any words related to "take a step back to the sea and the sky", it was more like the bone-chilling depression before the storm: "Why bother acting like a thief."

"No need for now." Father Yu screwed the lid on the teacup, and said in a mocking tone, "I stole from you? You have a conscience, you used to hide all the pocket money your mother gave you and wanted to run away from home, why didn't you say that?" I am a thief."

Yu Zhile snorted, pulled out the file bag, held it up and questioned: "Are you looking through this again? What did you find?"

She threw back her mobile phone and said coldly: "I don't have a penny, I'm so disappointed."

Father Yu tilted his head, and some unbelievable, twitching smile lines appeared on his lips: "Yu Zhile, pay attention to your attitude when you speak."

"Okay, Dad," Yu Zhile called him quickly, "Why are you looking through my things?"

She tried her best to be mean: "I'm going to go out to work, hurry up and scrape in my daughter's room, and scrape as much as you can."

Father Yu's chest rose and fell, his teeth moved, and he threw the teacup across the table!
He was furious, his eyes were about to split open, and his face was flushed: "What the hell are you talking about?!"

Yu Zhile turned her head to the side, and quickly avoided the glass he was flying over, and the glass hit the wall beside her directly.

bang——

Shards of glass splashed in all directions.

Some rubbed the back of Zhile's hands, and some tea dripped onto her cheeks, scalding hot.

Yu Zhile wiped his face slowly, and curled his lips: "Do you think I'm still the old me?"

Father Yu propped himself up on the table, his lungs aching with anger: "Have you ever changed? White-eyed wolf!"

"I'm a white-eyed wolf?" Yu Zhile looked at him: "The debt I paid for you, just spit it back to me."

Mentioning this, Yu's father became even more angry: "You are dreaming! Who raised you?!"

"Is there you?" Yu Zhile stretched out a hand: "Repay the money, I don't mind giving the name Baiyanlang a real name."

"What do you mean?" Yu's father frowned, walked over to look at her palm spread in front of him, and then he laughed twice: "I almost forgot, you are now with the rich Tsk, I have worn watches with diamonds, and I dare to show off my wealth, no wonder I don’t need to hide money secretly. Sugar daddy is good, even my father can be a person.”

Yu Zhile's hearing became more and more ridiculous, and she asked back: "Do you treat me as a human being?"

"Have you ever respected me?" Recalling the past is a nightmare.

"Secretly rummaged through my drawer, peeked at my diary, tied me up and whipped me with a pimp, and locked me up for half a month. Did you treat me as a human being? Or did you not treat yourself as a human being at all?"

"Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, animals are stronger than you."

"I'm a beast? You've been thinking about elopement with that wild thing that plays music all day long, and I have to kneel on the ground three times and beg you to stay?" Yu's father stared so hard that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, he tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Why do I have a daughter like you? I used to hang out with poor boys who don't do business properly, but now I'm being taken care of by the boss as a mistress? You've lost all face!"

"Then you hurry up, you can't see it without seeing it," Yu Zhile raised his eyebrows: "We are each other."

"this is my house!"

"This is my house."

Yu Zhonghai was completely unfamiliar with her daughter's aggressive appearance.

He was once the head of the family, anyone who saw him had to be courteous, what kind of daughter did he remember?

Slender and quiet, taciturn, he just gritted his teeth when he was wronged, holding back the swirling tears.But now, she could already speak rudely to him face to face, and even talk back and humiliate him like in the past.Her extremely indifferent face was a blood-quenching blade that was blue and blue. When the blood of the blood was cut, it was sharper and more ruthless than him back then.

Great exhaustion swept over his body, and Yu's father's legs felt weak.

He is really old, a paper tiger who is overwhelmed, no, he is not even qualified for a paper tiger, and his bluff is useless.He couldn't keep the stubborn pony in front of him for a long time.

He suddenly didn't want to care about anything, and he was not happy to fight for blood, and he didn't want to face Zhile again.So, he turned his back and walked out.

In order not to make himself look so old and helpless, like a bereaved dog, Yu Zhonghai wanted to go out with his head held high, but he tried, but found that he didn't even have the strength to straighten his back.

Yu Zhile calmed down, silently watched his father replay the video for a moment, and said, "Sweep up the cup you lost."

Then he lifted the drawer and walked down the corridor.

While turning around, Yu Zhile's eyes turned red instantly.She couldn't tell whether it was the pleasure of revenge or the sad compassion.

But in her heart, a long-lasting idea has revealed a clearer outline.

Even if uprooting her will be painful, she will leave here and never look back.

At noon, Yu Zhile returned to the city, and she sat down in a cafe near Jingyuan Building.

In the rare and leisurely afternoon, she ordered a glass of strawberry pear juice for herself.

The waiter first poured her a cup of lemon tea, Yu Zhile thanked her, opened the text message list on her mobile phone, and found the text message sent by Jingyuan Music Company more than a week ago.

In the text message, apart from the address of Jingyuan Music Company, there is also the mobile phone number of Director Lin Youheng.

Staring at the string of numbers with a frown, Shaoqing pressed down with her index finger and dialed.

He put the phone to his ear, beeped twice, and then someone picked it up: "Hello, who is it?"

It is a calm, honest, and neutral female voice, which sounds extraordinarily comfortable, like the golden rice that has been laid on the road in autumn and sunned for many days.

Yu Zhile pursed her lips slightly, moved her throat, and replied, "Excuse me, is this Director Lin?"

"Yes, you are..."

Yu Zhile was silent for a second: "Hello, I am," after a pause: "Yu Zhile."

Since Yan An recommended her first, she must have heard her name.

"Ah—" Sure enough, the other party dragged his voice in surprise, a little surprised: "It's you, Miss Yu, how are you?"

"Director Lin, hello."

On the other end of the phone, there were some pleasant smiles: "I thought you wouldn't contact us."

"Sorry, it took a long time to think about it."

Lin Youheng is a good-tempered senior who cherishes talents: "It's okay, Yan An and I are talking about the hype you said, I really want to see you."

Choosing a date is worse than bumping into it, she said again: "I happen to be free today, why don't you come to the company this afternoon?"

Hearing that name, Yu Zhile hesitated a little, and then spoke casually, trying to make her own request: "Director Lin,"

She inhaled silently: "I have a presumptuous little request..."

"You said."

Yu Zhile bit her lower lip lightly. She knew she was nervous, but she still managed to stabilize herself: "Can I meet you in private?"

"It's not convenient to come to the company?" Lin Youheng asked.

"Not at all."

"Okay," the woman agreed happily: "It's absolutely fine. I'll let you come to the company. It's just that the equipment is well-equipped, so you can audition, and I can see your level intuitively."

"I can also sing in the afternoon," Yu Zhile added, "I will bring the guitar to see you."

The other side was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, do you know any musical instruments besides the guitar?"

"Electronic organ, harmonica." Yu Zhile replied sincerely, "A little bit of both."

"This is very good." Hearing someone shouting over there, Lin Youheng immediately made an appointment: "Miss Yu, let's meet around three o'clock in the afternoon. I'll text you later."

"it is good."

"Then goodbye, looking forward to your voice."

"it is good."

Hang up over there.

Yu Zhile let out a long breath, all his nerves seemed tense for a century.

After sitting in the cafe for half an hour, Yu Zhile was about to go back to the piano store to pick up the maintenance guitar.

Passing by Jingyuan Building, she covered her forehead and raised her head, squinting her eyes to look at this huge and shining building towering into the sky.

Which floor is the 56th floor?
She lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, and sent a WeChat message to 'Gou Sheng': Where are you?

The other side replied in seconds: Company.

Yu Zhile bent her lips and smiled: What are you doing?
Gou Sheng: What can I do, go to work and miss you.

He asked again: What about you?What are you doing?

Yu Zhile didn't reply to the text messages, but only sent a smiley emoji.

She looked up at the glare reflected from the height of the building again, and replied silently in her heart:

"I'm walking towards you."

(End of this chapter)