Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

The young man was leaning against a locust tree, with one foot bent and the other straight, with a small leaf in his thin lips, he was blowing a tune, the melody carried a faint melancholy.

Ye Ziqin stopped behind the young man, looked at his back, for some reason, suddenly felt a little sore nose, Zhuo Bufan she saw was as cold as a knife, never seen him like this appearance.

"I failed to cross the tribulation, and a heart demon hidden in my heart for a long time was finally exposed. Zhuo Luo is my heart demon. In this life, I must practice the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art to the fourth-level Dao bone. Zhuo Luo, I will cut it Return the bone to the father." Zhuo Bufan thought to himself, and took off the leaves from his lips.

"Zhuo Bufan." Ye Ziqin's faint orchid-like fragrance rippling in his nose.

"Ye Zi, you haven't slept yet?" Zhuo Bufan glanced at her in surprise, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Ziqin simply held down the hem of her skirt and sat down beside him, hugged her knees and said, staring at the front with her star-like eyes, said lightly: "It seems that the relationship between you and Patriarch Zhuo is not very good."

"Well, I'd rather never know of his existence." Zhuo Bufan laughed at himself. In fact, when he was in the study, he really wanted to ask if Zhuo Luo sent someone to Jinling to kill him.

Ye Ziqin lowered his head, and his voice was as gentle as the evening wind: "My father is the same, you have seen it too, I think patriarch Zhuo still has paternal love for you, if you have a good chat, maybe you can clear up the misunderstanding. "

"Misunderstanding? Even if it was a misunderstanding, why did he treat my mother like that, just because my mother was born poor and did not help his career at all?" Zhuo Bufan gritted his teeth, roaring with anger in his body.

"Emotions are really complicated. No one can tell or guess." Ye Ziqin said softly, sighing in her heart, why is she in such a situation now.

Zhuo Bufan clasped the leaf on his middle finger with his thumb, flicked it, and the leaf plunged into the trunk of a pagoda tree in front with a bang, stood up and said: "My mother and I are just a ladder for him to climb up, it's a pity he Wrong, in this life I, Zhuo Bufan, dare to be an enemy of the whole world, so what is the Zhuo family?"

"I won't talk about these things anymore. In fact, I still have something I want to tell you these few months." Ye Ziqin turned her head and looked at Zhuo Bufan's side face with dreamy eyes like lake water. Seems to be speeding up.

Zhuo Bufan looked at her suspiciously and said, "Is there anything you want to say?"

"Thank you, I know that Tianmei Company encountered difficulties, and you helped solve them." Ye Ziqin said softly, pursing her seductive thin lips.

"It's easy to do, I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed earlier." Zhuo Bufan stood up, turned his back to her, and strode towards the villa.

Ye Ziqin looked at the back that disappeared into the night, and sighed leisurely. He was about four years older than Zhuo Bufan, and now he has Long Geyue who is not inferior to him at all, and I am afraid that there will be more in the future. Good women like him.

"Some things are like sand that can't be held. What right do I have to let you love me now? It's because I treated you badly at the beginning." Ye Ziqin murmured.

The next day, the Zhuo family was extremely lively.

The first generation of the Zhuo family basically live in the ancestral hall of their hometown. They only come to Zhuo’s family in Qingzhou four or five times a year to discuss some matters and hold a family meeting.

Cars were parked outside the manor villa area, and many members of the direct line and branch Zhuo family also came.

"Mom." Zhuo Shanshan saw a woman getting off the Mercedes-Benz S320, and happily ran over to hold her.

The woman was about forty years old, but she looked only in her early thirties. Her skin was well maintained, her clothes were simple and elegant, and she had a smile on her face. Hair, looking up angrily:

"Shanshan, mom just came back from a business trip, why did you dye your hair sorrel again? You are still a student, and you have to focus on your studies."

"Oh, mom...don't be so wordy." Zhuo Shanshan said coquettishly.

"I really can't do anything about you." Zhuo Mei's eyes were full of pampering.

Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin also came over, "Aunt."

"Xiaofan is back, and there is Ye Zi, I am so busy that I am dizzy, I forgot to bring a gift for Ye Zi, I will take you out to buy later, tell aunt what you like." Zhuo Mei narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Zhuo Bufan said: "Auntie, you are partial, you only buy it for Ye Zi, what about your nephew's gift?"

"You are such an adult, what gift do you need?" Zhuo Mei rolled his eyes at him, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll buy them all for you."

"Auntie, there's no need." Ye Ziqin blushed and said shyly.

Looking at Zhuo Mei, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In his previous life, only his aunt and Shanshan were the best to my mother and me. They often went to Jinling to help us. Before leaving, they made two amulets for my aunt and Shanshan.

"Fifth Sister is back?" Suddenly a loud voice sounded, and a family of three walked towards Zhuo Mei.

Zhuo Mei frowned, her face darkened a lot.

It was Zhuo Bufan's fourth uncle's family who came here, Zhuo Rong, Zhuo Fang, and Moli. The fourth uncle's family was in charge of Zhuo's port transportation business, and had a very important position in Zhuo's family.

Especially Zhuo Fang, who was about the same age as Zhuo Bufan, ranked among the top in Qingzhou Wisteria High School, has always been a role model for the third generation of the Zhuo family, and even the old man of the Zhuo family has a much better attitude towards Zhuo Rong's family.

"Xiao Fan and Ye Zi are back too?" Zhuo Rong falsely smiled.

Ye Ziqin just nodded politely, but Zhuo Bufan didn't say a word, instantly making the faces of Zhuo Rong, Zhuo Fang, and Jasmine a little ugly.

"Zhuo Bufan, I heard that you kicked your third aunt and Zhuo Shuai into the swimming pool yesterday? Your father probably won't be able to keep you and your mother when the old man comes back today." Jasmine squinted at Zhuo Bufan, her eyes were full of contempt color.

Zhuo Bufan sneered and said, "Who dares to touch my mother, try it?"

Both Zhuo Rong and Jasmine frowned, immediately ignored the arrogant Zhuo Bufan, and strode inside. Zhuo Fang shook his head and glanced at Zhuo Bufan, as if he didn't pay attention to him at all. With arrogance, he walked inside.

"The one just now is brother Fang. I heard that his grades are the first in Qingzhou High School. This year's college entrance examination must be him." A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl saw Zhuo Fang and said to her mother beside her.

"Yeah, you should learn from Brother Fang, but don't learn from Brother Xiaofan. He is idle around Jinling all day long, and his grades are estimated to be at the bottom. Even ordinary colleges cost money to get into."

When those collateral disciples saw Zhuo Fang and his party, they showed envy one after another, and even regarded Zhuo Fang as a benchmark for educating children. As for Zhuo Bufan, it is naturally a negative teaching material.

At this time, a black extended Lincoln drove into the manor, stopped, and a bodyguard walked around to the door and opened it, and a white-haired old man in his seventies or eighties came out from inside, holding a dragon wooden crutch in his hand, clothed There is a pair of shrewd eyes on the wrinkled face.