Du Ruo said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me what you want to do."
Han's mother: "We just want to go back to our own home. We have nowhere else to go. Can you please be kind?"
As she spoke, she began to sob.
She is an elderly woman with gray hair. She has not been eating or sleeping well recently. She looks very haggard and her clothes are wrinkled. She looks very pitiful.
Someone couldn't help but sigh: "Han Zhe's mother, these are Han Zhe's grandparents after all, how can you bear to watch them like this? Anyway, your house is big, just give them a room to live in?"
Father Han took the opportunity to say with tears in his eyes, "It's not like we're living here for nothing. I'll give you and Xiaozhe five dollars a month for the rent. What do you think?"
Some people thought Han's father was being reasonable, and they all said to Du Ruo, "Han Zhe's mother, open the door quickly and take the old man to rest. Don't wait any longer. Look at what the old man looks like. If you don't give face to the monk, you should give face to the Buddha. Don't make a fuss about it."
Someone in the crowd separated the others and shouted, "What do you mean by a golden-faced Buddha? How much suffering has Xiaozhe's mother endured over the years?
Han Ming was even more shameless and married a vixen outside. The Han family went to seek refuge with that vixen. Now that she doesn't want them anymore, how dare they come to Han Zhe's mother?
You are really talking without any worries. Your husband ran off with a vixen, and you are still supporting your parents-in-law and their whole family?"
The person who spoke was Mrs. Chen from next door. As soon as she finished speaking, footsteps were heard. Chen Yuan and a group of people ran up to Du Ruo and said, "Boss Du, are you okay? I'm here with my brothers. Who dares to touch you? We will never let him go!"
Several of his brothers behind him also said, "Boss Du is a great benefactor to our family. If it weren't for Boss Du, would our family still have a good life? Boss Du, if you can help me, please speak up."
Du Ruo motioned for everyone to be quiet: "We are now in a society ruled by law, and violence is not acceptable. Han Ming and I are divorced, and I have nothing to do with you legally.
The property deed for this yard is in my name. You voluntarily transferred the ownership to me. Why? Everyone knows it.
If you still want to continue making trouble here, I will have no choice but to call the police."
Father Han looked at the current situation on both sides and it was clear that the enemy was strong and we were weak.
Not to mention the man standing behind Du Ruo, there was also a large group of people surrounding Du Ruo.
Although he couldn't understand why they called Du Ruo "Mr. Du", he was certain that they were all Du Ruo's people.
The Han family wanted to solve the problem with violence, but it simply wouldn't work. This was completely different from what they had imagined at the time.
Father Han wanted to go back and discuss things with his eldest son, but when he turned around he was surprised to find that his eldest son and his family of three were gone.
The eldest son has always been the backbone of Han's father. He is used to discussing everything with his eldest son. Where is he now?
Han's father looked at Du Ruo angrily: "Han Zhe's mother, if you have something to say, just speak nicely. Kidnapping is illegal. I will sue you in court."
Du Ruo was so angry that she laughed. She had just seen Han Yan's family run away. To be honest, she was not surprised at all.
Her former uncle was no less selfish than Han Ming.
Du Ruo said, "What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? You can ask the onlookers. Your eldest son and his family of three ran away secretly. No one caught them at all."
Father Han repeated in disbelief, "Run away? Where did he run to?"
Du Ruo said, "I'm telling you, Han Yan's family has most likely gone to his mother-in-law's house."
Mother Han's eyes widened. What did this little devil mean? Was she saying that the boss had thrown them away?
The old couple looked at each other in bewilderment. This world was so terrible. How could their sons change in an instant?
For the sake of his own future, the second brother did not hesitate to put the blame on them. The Qu family was so angry that they almost threw them into the sea to feed the fish.
The second brother doesn't care about the lives of his entire family. He is so cruel.
As a result, just after returning to their familiar hometown, the eldest son quietly took the whole family away, leaving them here.
Han's mother turned around and looked at the third son with tears in her eyes. Everyone said that she favored the youngest son, but it was obvious at the critical moment. The third son was the only one she could count on.
Father Han hung his head dejectedly, looking like he had aged ten years in an instant. Being treated like this by his sons almost broke his spine, leaving him completely drained of energy and spirit.
Han's father turned and left. He had nothing more to say. Han's mother and Han Luo looked at Du Ruo standing at the door, lowered their heads and hurried away.
Du Ruo returned home, puzzled. What had happened? The Han family hadn't returned in their previous life. Now, what on earth had happened?
As soon as I looked up, I saw Yuan Tingchuan sitting on the sofa in the main room, holding a teacup with his thin fingers. The misty hot air covered the man's face like smoke and fog. He looked very calm and was not at all surprised by the arrival of the Han family.
Du Ruo leaned forward like a servile person, kneading the man's shoulders and asking flatteringly, "How does it feel?"
A smile flashed in Yuan Tingchuan's eyes, and he said seriously: "Not very good, still need to work harder!"
The corners of Du Ruo's mouth twitched. This man couldn't be indulged. He was already excited? Du Ruo stopped rubbing him. Whatever he wanted.
Du Ruo, who had just withdrawn her hand and was rubbing her wrist, was gently pulled by the man. She felt dizzy and the next moment, she was held on the man's knees.
Du Ruo's face flushed red with shame. She reached out and pushed the man's hard chest: "Let go."
The smile in Yuan Tingchuan's eyes and eyebrows poured down, surrounding Du Ruo tightly. His hot palm gently stroked Du Ruo's hair and said softly: "Ruoruo, mine."
Du Ruo's heart was pounding. This person...
Looking at Yuan Tingchuan's handsome face with clear contours, sitting on his lap, she actually had the illusion of being protected and cherished, which made her heart sour and swollen, and she was a little at a loss.
A trace of confusion flashed in Du Ruo's eyes. Things were gradually getting out of control. The road ahead, covered by gray fog, made people feel uneasy.
Du Ruo fled in panic. The man on the sofa had a deep, star-like gaze.
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