Dear, Love Me Gently

Yang Xiunian saw his nephew's eyes red and glittering. He was very distressed.

A dignified seven foot man, sad tears can only be swallowed in his stomach.

Chu Mingyang turned around, turned his back to his uncle, and looked out of the door with deep eyes. He took out the smoke from his pocket, lit it, took a hard breath, and the thick smoke spit out. He wanted to take away the boredom in his heart.

"Mingyang, your aunt is next door. Go there."

Yang Xiunian was really distressed to see his nephew smoking in pain. He said in a deep voice that Mingyang had not done anything to his wife in the past five years and should not do it in the future.

"Thank you, uncle."

Chu Mingyang crushed the cigarette out in the ashtray and strode to the next room.

Half an hour later, Chu Mingyang came out of his aunt's room. No one knew what they were talking about, including Yang Xiunian.

Chu Mingyang greeted his uncle before leaving, saying that he had left in advance.

Yang Xiunian looked at his nephew's back when he left. His cold hair couldn't help standing up. He felt that Qingzhou would change again.

Five years ago, Lu Xiaoxin's affair dealt a great blow to his nephew. Five years later, Lu Xiaoxin's storm started again. What kind of cold wave will it set off.

This time, who will be unlucky.

Just after Chu Mingyang left the army, in an off-road vehicle not far from the gate, a man in a windbreaker and sunglasses took out his mobile phone and dialed it out to Mrs. Fang.

"Mrs. Fang, facts have proved that the Ren family was destroyed that year. It is said that a married daughter survived. After my investigation, Yang Xiunian's wife is not the daughter of the Ren family. It also proves that Lu Xiaoxin and Chu Mingyang are not cousins at all."

"Well, continue the investigation. We must find out who Lu Xiaoxin's mother is and completely destroy Ren's family."

Mrs. Fang's insidious voice came. She had just found out that Lu Xiaoxin was the child left by the married daughter of the Ren family. Although Lu Xiaoxin was not surnamed Ren, facts proved that Lu Xiaoxin's blood was the blood of the Ren family.

Lu Xiaoxin's grandfather's family was destroyed, and her mother got married and survived. Only after Ren's family was destroyed, Lu Xiaoxin's mother disappeared with her.

It is said that Lu Xiaoxin was not born at that time and was still in her mother's stomach. Her mother fled with a big stomach.

Not only is Mrs. Fang afraid of the Ren family's comeback, but even Wei Guoqi is secretly looking for the descendants of the Ren family.

Over the years, no family has dared to claim to be the richest man in Qingzhou, which is enough to illustrate that someone is secretly manipulated behind the scenes, and this person is definitely the descendant of Ren's family.

Not to mention that Wei Guoqi and Mrs. Fang are curious about who is the trader. Even Chu Mingyang and Yang Xiunian infer that there is a powerful role behind the whole situation, and they are just a chess piece of that person.

What a careful and powerful trader.

Chu Mingyang admired the expert hidden in the dark. He knew someone was manipulating behind his back, but he couldn't find out who that person was.

Five body admiration.

He would not have thought that when Ren's family was destroyed, the three families also included his family, Wei's family, Chu's family and Yang's family. These three families all ranked among the top four on the rich list in Qingzhou, and Ren's family was the richest man in Qingzhou.

Today, he talked a lot with his aunt and got a lot of favorable news. From her words, he knew that her aunt was no longer the dripping blood rose of that year. Her uncle was right. Her bloodthirsty eyes were gone.

He sorted out the information his aunt told him, stored it in a file and encrypted it.

After saving it, when he was ready to have a rest, his mobile phone rang. The sound was wechat information.

Pick up the mobile phone and look, it shows: Little NOMI.

Open the message and see three messages.

First, uncle, have you been to China?

Second, uncle, don't forget to promise me. Thank you.

Third, uncle?

When he saw these three messages, he quickly returned a message: Little NOMI, I'm home safely.

After this message was sent out, the other party soon sent another message: uncle, is it convenient to chat for a while?

Chu Mingyang replied: Yes.

Soon, wechat sent a video chat. Although Lu NOMI knew some words and could write some simple Chinese characters, it was still very difficult for him to write.

So video is the easiest and saves a lot of time.

Just after the little guy said hello to Chu Mingyang, Lu Xiaoxin opened his son's door and asked, "son, who are you talking to?"

"Mommy, I'm talking to my friends. What's up?"

"It's all right. Mommy and sister go to bed first. You can talk for a while and have an early rest."

The little guy raised his hand and made an OK gesture. He saw mommy withdraw and close the door for him.

Chu Mingyang didn't care what the other party was talking to his family. After he just clicked on the connection, he put his mobile phone on the table and began to take off his coat. He still wore casual and comfortable at home.

So he didn't pay attention to the conversation between the little guy and his mommy just now, and he didn't see who the woman with loose hair and cartoon pajamas was in the mobile phone picture.

If he sees that little Nomi's mother is Lu Xiaoxin, it is estimated that Chu Mingyang has to break open his mobile phone and drill in to find her.

After he changed his home clothes, he turned and walked to the bar, put his mobile phone on the mobile phone rack, made a glass of spirits while making a video with little NOMI.

Every night, he couldn't sleep. For five years, a little woman has been in his heart and in his mind.

He has been paralyzed by liquor.

After a large glass of liquor was prepared, he poured it into a small glass, looked up and gulped the liquor into his stomach, and the spicy feeling rolled down his throat to his stomach.

"Uncle, are you drinking?"

"Yes, would you like some?"

Chu Mingyang looked at the little guy jokingly. Somehow, looking at the strange looking child, he was inexplicably at ease and kind.

So he seldom sits here with a good temper and talks with him.

"Hee hee, uncle, my Mommy says I can drink when I grow up."

A voice of milk came from the phone and looked at the child through the mobile phone video. He was cute like a cartoon character. His hair was upright. Because he was going to sleep, he sat on the bed with his little bare feet and no hat on his head. One little foot stretched out in front of the mobile phone screen as if he wanted to send it to the mobile phone. Chu Mingyang looked at the little foot very close to the camera, He couldn't help laughing because her little feet were enlarged a lot.

If his baby son is still alive and his hair is different from this child, others must be very cute.

Alas!

Thinking of his son and daughter, he looked up and drank again.

The spicy feeling hit again and rolled down my throat.

"How old are you?"