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When Lang Jun arrived home, the three of Lang Yinghan were having lunch.

Seeing Mr. Lang enter the door, Lang Yue Xiaozheng couldn't help cheering: "Ah! The second brother is back!"

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Hitting the mouth of the bowl with chopsticks several times, Lang Yinghan raised his eyelids and stared at Mrs. Lang Yue, "Shut up, don't make any noise while eating."

Mrs. Lang Yue stuck out her tongue at Mr. Lang, lowered her head and seriously poked the dumpling with her chopsticks to vent her anger.

Lang Jun raised the corners of his lips and rubbed the top of Lang Yue's head: "Father, Aunt Chen."

"En." Lang Yinghan glanced at Lang Jun, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Chen Xinjing glared at Lang Yinghan with dissatisfaction, and greeted Lang Jun with a smile: "Xiaojun, go wash your hands, I just wrapped fennel stuffing for you and Lang Ning, I will cook some for you, and take the rest back for pawn Have supper."

"Aunt Chen, don't bother."

"No trouble, go wash your hands!" Chen Xinjing raised her eyebrows, "You must have not eaten when you come back at this hour!"

Dumplings stuffed with fennel are Lang Jun and Lang Ning's favorite, but this meal is still a bit tasteless.

Seeing Lang Yinghan finished eating, Lang Jun put down his chopsticks: "Father, can I go to the study, I have something to tell you."

"Hey? You child, is there anything you can't talk about until you finish eating?"

"Mom, the second brother must be in a hurry. Can't you keep him warm when he's hungry?" Mrs. Lang Yue pointed out her mother very seriously, and she was really twisting her elbows desperately. mean.

"Aunt Chen, I'm full." Lang Jun smiled and tapped Lang Yue's forehead, "Eat seriously, you can't do this, you will definitely starve when you go to the army."

"Chick!" Lang Yinghan snorted coldly, left the dining table, and walked towards the study.

Lang Jun brewed a cup of Longjing, brought it into the study, and put it on the mahogany desk: "Father, tea."

"Little bastard!" Lang Yinghan kicked Lang Jun, "It's useless to beg you to call me father."

"Father..." The corner of Lang Jun's mouth twitched. This time he really didn't mean it, but he had been thinking about Cheng Qing before, and he accidentally called out the address he used when he was angry with his father. Lao Tzu minded so much, "I didn't mean it just now."

"Hmm..." Lang Yinghan hummed inexplicably, and stared at Lang Jun with a half-smile, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Embarrassed by being stared at by Lang Yinghan, Lang Jun lowered his eyes, aimed at the toe of his shoe, and asked calmly, "Father, do you know Cheng Zhiyi?"

"Huh?" Lang Yinghan raised his eyebrows, "It's considered acquaintance."

"Do you know that Cheng Zhiyi is Cheng Qing's father?"

"uh-huh."

"..." The corner of Lang Jun's mouth twitched, and he decided to make a quick decision. Otherwise, if he continues to communicate with his shameless father, it will be dark when the matter is explained. "Cheng Zhiyi is Cheng Qing's father. Qing was caught by his father together, and Cheng Qing has already been turned back to T City by his father, Dean Han said that if you want to settle Uncle Cheng, you have to do it yourself."

"Oh." Lang Yinghan said inexplicably, "Cheng Qing, that little bastard who doesn't smoke, finally let the family know about the two of you?"

"..." This is not the point, okay?Lang Jun raised his head and stared at Lang Yinghan speechlessly, "Father, Uncle Cheng has a very bad temper. If Dean Han hadn't dragged him to beat Cheng Qing at the gate of the police academy today, I'm worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Lang Yinghan raised his eyebrows, "What if he can beat Cheng Qing until he can't get up for a month?"

"..." What scene is this? "Is that why you want Cheng Qing to be beaten up?"

"It's a matter between two people. It doesn't make sense. My son has been lying in bed for a month. Cheng Zhiyi's son is fine."

"..." Since my old man is so shameless, Lang Jun has no choice but to say shamelessly, "According to your theory, if I make Cheng Qing unable to get out of bed for three days, then he will make me unable to get out of bed for three days later? "

"..." Lang Yinghan's smile faltered, he stared at Lang Jun for a few seconds, then laughed, "Is there a phone number for Cheng Qing's private house, oh, no, is there a phone number for Cheng Zhiyi?"

"No, but you should be able to find it." Under the watchful eyes of his father, Mr. Lang dialed Liu Ziqian's number, respectfully called his uncle and asked Cheng Zhiyi's private number, Cheng Zhiyi's private house number, and the address of Cheng Zhiyi's home .

Rubbing the stubble on his chin and staring at the flamboyant handwriting for a few seconds, Lang Yinghan knocked on the table and dialed Cheng Zhiyi's mobile phone number, and said three sentences concisely and arrogantly: "Cheng Zhiyi, I It's Lang Yingham."

"I'll go to T City to see you tomorrow, and prepare the food and wine."

"Don't touch my daughter-in-law Cheng Qing, or else I'll beat you up when I arrive."

Cheng Zhiyi held his phone in a daze for three seconds, and then yelled into the microphone: "Fuck your mother's daughter-in-law, I'll beat my son so you can fuck me!"

"Beep, beep, beep..." He was answered by short and continuous beeps.

Raising his hand angrily, he smashed the phone at his son who was standing with his hand down, and Cheng Pu, that little bastard, immediately jumped out to catch the spinning phone: "Second Uncle, calm down, you can't beat me up..."

"Fuck off! My son, I can beat him up as I want!" Cheng Zhiyi grabbed Cheng Pu's neckline and dragged Cheng Pu away who was in the way, and raised his slap to slap, but he stopped in mid-air when the slap fell halfway.

Cheng Qing, who closed his eyes and waited quietly to be beaten, did not wait for the expected pain, and slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet the uncertain face of his father.

Pursing his lips and looking at Cheng Zhiyi for a moment, with his lips slightly parted, Cheng Qing said softly, "Father, if you want to beat him up, just... don't beat up this face."

"Hmph!" Cheng Zhiyi snorted coldly.

Cheng Qing smiled innocently: "You are my father, you can beat me up any way you want, but this face is too similar to my uncle's, my son is afraid that if you beat me up and provoke uncle's face... that would be bad .”

"You!" Pointing Cheng Qing's nose with his index finger a few times, Cheng Zhiyi was finally so annoyed that he didn't say anything, and turned his head to stare at Cheng Pu, "Go, let me lock him in the storage room!"

After such a long time, Cheng Qing finally failed to escape the fate of confinement in the storage room in the basement.

After dismissing Mrs. Zhang who came to open the door, Cheng Pu followed Cheng Qing into the storage room.

"Boom!" Slamming the door casually, Cheng Pu grabbed Cheng Qing by the neckline and angrily pushed him against the wall, "Do you really have any brains, huh?"

"Oh!" Seeing the Cheng family's iconic thick eyebrows beating rhythmically due to anger, Cheng Qing grinned heartlessly, pulled the corners of his mouth sorely, and hissed, "Yes, Otherwise, how could I have thought of asking Mr. Lang to help me inform you to rescue the soldiers?"

"That's not your brain, it's an instinct from childhood mischief!" The hand that was gripping the collar became tighter and tighter, the creaking sound of joints was very clear in the quiet storage room, Cheng Pu cursed in a low voice, hating the iron and steel, "Brother shouldn't have come back to take care of you, you bastard really deserves to be beaten up!"

"You don't want to." Cheng Qing grinned, his smile was a little out of shape, and he repeated happily, "You don't want me to be beaten."

"you……"

"Look, you rushed over as soon as you got the news, and my mom just called my dad..." Cheng Qing frowned, "Brother, my whole body hurts."

"..." Cheng Pu lost his temper completely, let go of Cheng Qing's shoulders and sat down against the wall, "Why did you agree to me? Why are you disobedient? What's so good about Mr. Lang?"

"I don't know what's so good about him..." Cheng Qing leaned against Cheng Pu, closed his eyes, and said softly, "But I just like it, there's nothing I can do."

"Inseparable?"

"We can separate, but..." Cheng Qing raised the corner of his mouth, "Brother, I think it makes sense, and I will remember him forever in my heart when we separate."

"Why are you so stupid?"

"I'm so proud." Cheng Qing opened his eyes, looked at Cheng Pu seriously from below, and said casually, "We want to be different, I just want to live as I like."

"Hmph! You can do whatever you want, Second Uncle is very angry, and Grandpa..." Cheng Pu frowned and thought for a while, "You should reflect here first, and I will find you some traumatic medicine, and persuade you by the way. Advise Second Uncle."

When Cheng Pu found Cheng Zhiyi, Cheng Zhiyi had just finished answering his brother-in-law's phone call and was communicating with his wife via video call.

"I heard from Xiaoqian that Mr. Lang is a good kid, and Dabao has no problem being with him. I respect Dabao's own choice."

"No matter how good it is, he is still a man."

"Homosexuals abound and same-sex marriage was legalized 20 years ago."

"Legalization does not mean that the public can agree."

"My son doesn't need public approval, as long as he is happy."

"Anyway, I will never agree." Especially with Lang Yinghan and his son!

"Cheng Zhiyi, what you were able to interfere with 14 years ago does not mean that you can interfere today. Mr. Lang is not Wei Shaofeng, he can be flattened and rounded by you..." Liu Zichu said slightly, "What's more, they were just starting out 14 years ago. After thinking about it, now Dabao and Lang Jun are together."

"Father-in-law and father won't agree."

"I agree."

"You... Forget it, we'll talk about it when you come back." Cheng Zhiyi pinched his brows wearily, his brother-in-law threatened him with a gun and a stick, and his wife firmly respected the choice of the bastard son. Really... In the end, he was the only villain, "Lang Yinghan said he will come tomorrow, when will you come back?"

"I just booked a ticket, and I can go back tonight."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Liu Zichu rushed back in a hurry and went directly into Cheng Zhiyi's study.

The couple talked for nearly two hours in the study, and finally ended the conversation with Ms. Liu Zichu's victory.

Cheng Zhiyi said angrily: "Zi Chu, you are not allowed to discuss family issues with me in the manner of a business negotiation."

Liu Zichu smiled very gracefully: "It depends on the situation."

Cheng Zhiyi said: "Dabao was beaten up by me, and he is still starving in the storage room."

"Be hungry, let him out when the father and son of the Lang family come tomorrow..." Liu Zichu ate his supper gracefully, "I have to let Mr. Lang see how miserable he has caused our son. A lesson, let you vent your anger, don't you?"