Mu Qing, hounded by marriage pressure to the point of not daring to return home, rented her elder brother's classmate, Ye Junbo, to pretend to be her husband, all for the sake of a peaceful lif...
His son is not interested in managing the company, but he is very suitable for doing dark things because he is ruthless enough.
The young master of the Hei family rarely appears in public.
This is not the head of the Hei family protecting his son, but the young master of the Hei family specializes in dark things. It is safer to show up less often so that people will not suspect him.
The outside world knew that the head of the Hei family had a son. Since the young master Hei seldom showed up and had no apparent achievements, people automatically ignored him. On the contrary, Hei Ruyue, the daughter of the Hei family, was much more high-profile. The fact that she was in love with Lan Rui and they were always together, and she seemed to be replacing Chen Yimo's position, was enough to make the people of Wangcheng remember her.
Soon, the head of the Hei family moved to the side to make way for Lan Zheng and wait for Lan Zheng to come out.
Who knew that Lan Zheng also moved to the side and said in a deep voice: "Boss Hei, please."
The head of the Hei family was silent for a moment, then walked in without saying anything.
His bodyguard followed him closely.
"Go and do your work."
Lan Zheng signaled his secretary to get busy.
When the big guys are fighting, it’s better for small shrimps to stay away to avoid being swept by the tail of the typhoon.
Lan Zheng closed the office door and turned back.
"Lan Zheng, pour a glass of water for your Uncle Hei."
While instructing his son to pour water for the head of the Hei family, Lan Rui stood up, walked around the desk and went to meet the head of the Hei family.
Lan Zheng said nothing, but turned and walked towards the tea room.
The bodyguard who followed the head of the Hei family walked over silently and followed Lan Zheng into the tea room.
Maybe they were afraid that Lan Zheng would poison their patriarch.
Lan Zheng curled up the corners of his mouth and put on a sarcastic smile. He nonchalantly directed the bodyguards of the Hei family to pour water for the Hei family master, which actually saved him some trouble.
He made himself a pot of tea, then placed the teapot and two teacups on a saucer, brought a tray, and put some fruits and snacks on the tray.
Don’t ask him why there are fruits and snacks in his father’s office. It has been a habit for more than 20 years, and Lan Zheng never thought about why before.
Now, he understands.
That's for his mother.
When my parents were young, they were a very loving couple.
His mother sometimes follows him to the company. Maybe it's too boring to accompany his father to handle business, so his father prepares fruits, snacks and various other treats for his mother so that she can eat and drink while accompanying him and not be too bored.
Even though his mother went crazy, his father kept this habit for more than 20 years.
The more Lan Zheng tried to empathize and understand his father's feelings for his mother, the more he felt sorry for his parents.
"Lan Rui."
Since the Hei family leader had come to call for justice, he didn't bother to be polite with Lan Rui. After sitting down, he sullenly accused him, "Are you, the Lan family, going too far? How can you, the head of the Lan family, be so responsible? Even if Ruyue did something wrong to you, you two were good friends for several years. Do you have to be so cold-blooded and ruthless?"
"You took advantage of me being away on a business trip to bully my wife and daughter like that, Lan Rui. You must give me an explanation today!"
Lan Zheng walked over and sat down on the single sofa. He placed two trays on the coffee table and arranged fruits and snacks. He poured himself a cup of tea and asked his father who was not far away, "Dad, do you want some tea?"
Lan Rui glared at him and ignored him.
Lan Zheng shrugged, picked up the teacup, leaned back on the sofa, and sipped the fragrant tea leisurely.
The two heads of the family both stared at Lan Zheng.
"This tea is new from the Spring Festival this year. It tastes better than old tea. Not bad, Dad, Master Hei, would you like a cup? There are also fruits and snacks."
The two family heads glared at him even more.
Seeing that they ignored him, Lan Zheng shrugged again, took a sip of tea, and spoke on his father's behalf: "Master Hei, are you here to cause trouble for my father today? I thought you two, the father-in-law and son-in-law, were separated for a while and invited my father to go out for drinks."
"Lan Zheng!"
Lan Rui scowled at his son, "Why don't you go out and do something when you have so much free time?"
"Dad, you can even take a few breaths before hanging yourself. I've been busy for so long, what's wrong with letting me have a cup of tea? You are Zhou Paopi reincarnated, you only know how to exploit me, I am still your biological son!"
He then said to Patriarch Hei, "Patriarch Hei, I don't quite understand what you mean. How could our Lan family go too far? Although I am only a young master now, as long as my father doesn't give birth to a new son, I will be the future head of the Lan family. I can listen to and even handle anything related to the Lan family."
"Tell me, how did my Lan family go too far in bullying others? Who did they bully?"
The head of the Hei family said with a dark face, "Lan Zheng, stop pretending to be confused. Your uncle, aunt, and brothers bullied my daughter that day and beat Ruyue until her face was bruised and her nose was swollen. How dare you say you didn't know?"
"Your father, as the head of the Lan family, doesn't care about his own family. He lets them do whatever they want and bully and beat my daughter. What else can he do if not be cold-blooded and heartless? After all, Ruyue has been with your father for several years."
Lan Zheng suddenly understood.
"So that's what happened. Yes, my uncle, no, my uncle didn't do it, he was protecting your daughter. It was indeed my third aunt and his children who did it. What's the matter? The mistress came to provoke, and she didn't allow the original wife to vent her anger?"
"Speaking of which, Patriarch Hei, is there something wrong with your values? Your daughter is a mistress, destroying the marriage of my Third Uncle and Third Aunt, and even openly coming to their house to provoke them. This is wrong in the first place. After being lectured by my Third Aunt, she knows shame and should behave herself. But Patriarch Hei, on the other hand, came to your house to seek justice for your daughter as soon as he returned from his business trip."
"Even if you want justice, you've come to the wrong place. You should go to my third uncle and my third aunt, not my father. You also said that your daughter has been with my father for several years and that she slept with my third uncle. Have you ever considered my father's feelings? She was beaten, and you asked my father to stand up for her and seek justice. What do you think of my father?"
"My dad deserves it. He deserves to wear a green hat. It's already a prairie, and you still want my dad to herd cattle on the prairie?"
"Lan Zheng!"
Lan Rui shouted angrily, "Get out!"
The head of the Hei family had a dark face and glared at Lan Zheng. He wanted to say something several times, but nothing came out. Perhaps he was left speechless by Lan Zheng's rebuttal.
"Okay, okay, Dad, I won't say anything more. I'll drink some tea and eat some snacks. You and your father-in-law can continue chatting."
Lan Zheng looked like he was struck by lightning for being kind-hearted. He quickly waved his hands, then slowly drank the hot tea in the cup. He then reached out to pick up a piece of dessert and ate it slowly. He didn't like desserts, so he was just pretending.
Lan Rui really wanted to slap that brat!
It's obvious that he wants to piss off his father so that he can visit his grave during the Qingming Festival.
"Lao Hei, he's just a little kid, he doesn't think before he speaks. You're a big shot, don't bother with him."
Lan Zheng, who had agreed not to interrupt, interrupted again: "Dad, I'm almost 25 years old. I'm not a child anymore."
Lan Rui: “…”
He was almost pissed off to death by that brat!