that bastard i love

That afternoon, Zhang Min took some gifts and led Wen Gulin to drive to the house that Zhang Min bought for his father in the city center.

Wen Gulin sat in the passenger seat, lowered his head, feeling uneasy.

Zhang Min's father didn't like him for a long time, even with Zhang Min's relatives, Wen Gulin hated him so much, every time he saw him, he would blow his beard and stare.

But since he learned from Zhang Nannan that those relatives of Zhang Min said what he said about him in front of the children, now he can no longer even pretend to be false to those relatives.

He really didn't expect that he would be able to slander him in front of the children, and he dared not say anything in person, even the children.

If he could, he didn't even want to see Zhang Min's relatives again, so he could hide as far away as he could.

But, if you don't go to see it during the holidays, Zhang Min's father will definitely see him unhappy again, and his family's Chinese cabbage that is driving will definitely be punished again.

He was reluctant.

So I can bear it as long as I can, anyway, he won't do anything if others say a few words to him, it only takes a meal, and it's over after a little patience.

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Because it was a holiday time, the road was always congested, and it took a long time for a short distance.

There was so much dust along the way that he didn't dare to open the window, almost suffocating himself to death.

After getting off the car, Wen Gulin stood in the community, sucking in the fresh air desperately.

"Come on, get me some wine." Zhang Min opened the trunk, took out the prepared presents, handed two to Wen Gulin, and took two for himself.

Before going upstairs, Zhang Min still did not forget to tell Wen Gulin over and over again: "When you go up in a while, remember to say hello to my father and the others."

"Yes, yes, I know."

Wen Gulin quietly rolled his eyes.

Anyway, no one would pay attention to him after saying hello.

When he reached the door, Zhang Min knocked on the door, and after a while, someone came to open the door.

"Cousin! Boss Wen!" Zhang Nannan lay on the door and greeted them with a grin.

"Go in and do your homework." Zhang Min said without looking up.

"Oh." Zhang Nannan lowered her head and ran into the room with her mouth pouted.

Hearing Zhang Min's voice, Zhang's father came over from the kitchen, and blamed him: "It's a big festival, let the child relax properly, don't be too strict."

Zhang Min didn't answer, and put the things in his hands on the ground one by one.

"Hello, uncle." Wen Gulin stood behind Zhang Min and greeted Zhang's father with a smile.

Sure enough, Father Zhang's originally kind face instantly stinks, he ignores Wen Gulin, and walks back to the kitchen on his own.

Wen Gulin's smile instantly froze on his face.

Zhang Min patted Wen Gulin's shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, my father is like this, you bear with it."

Wen Gulin said he knew.

Anyway, this is not a day or two.

After entering, Zhang Min took Wen Gulin into the living room, found a seat and sat down. The seven aunts and eight aunts immediately surrounded him and asked Zhang Min, but no one cared about sitting. Wen Gulin on the side.

Wen Gulin sat aside, looking at Zhang Min surrounded by his family, feeling a little envious in his heart.

He also wants to have a family...

How nice it is to be lively and lively, this is what a festival looks like... the whole family sits together, chatting, eating some dried fruits and some melon seeds, how happy it is.

However, these are not what Wen Gulin can have, and such happiness does not belong to him.

The bustling world next to him has nothing to do with him, and he can only curl up in his own small world and watch.

Because no one here welcomes him.

Suddenly, Zhang Nannan stuck his head out from the room and called him in a low voice: "Boss Wen, come here!"

Wen Gulin was finally able to get rid of the embarrassing atmosphere, got up and walked to Zhang Nannan's room.