forcibly occupy

The Yang family was a veritable scholarly family a hundred years ago, including Yang Chuhang's mother, Zhao Zhiqiao, who was also from a famous family, and when his parents got married, they also paid attention to the right family.

When the grandfather's generation entered the military camp, Yang Zhengrong was infected by his father's enthusiasm, and after he became an adult, he lived up to expectations and became an excellent soldier, and then Yang Chuhang also entered.

Zhao Zhiqiao still deals with books. He is a professor of the Chinese Department of a local normal university, full of knowledge and knowledge.Yang Chuhang's personality perfectly inherited from the husband and wife, half resolute and half soft.

The study room is full of pennants of various colors, and large and small trophies and medals are listed in the transparent mahogany display cabinet.The room full of glory is jointly created by father and son.

Yang Chuhang stared blankly at the trophies in the display cabinet. He probably knelt all night without any complaints, and his brows were full of exhaustion.

When the first light came in in the morning, there was the sound of footsteps at the door of the study, and he lingered for a while and stopped at the door for about three or four minutes.

Without looking at the person kneeling on the ground, he took a sip of tea slowly at the table.Neither father nor son spoke. At this moment, the chirping of birds outside the window was harsh.

Yang Zhengrong frowned and drank half a cup of hot tea to the bottom, and asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Yang Chuhang didn't speak, and looked down at the gap between the floor and the floor, as if he didn't hear this sentence.Yang Zhengrong raised the volume and asked the same words again, apparently losing his patience.

"correct."

"That's right?" Yang Zhengrong's wrinkled face twisted for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't wrong you, you did have something to do with a man, didn't you?"

He didn't ask anything last night, Yang Chuhang knelt down first, thinking that he was angry and both parties needed to calm down, unexpectedly calmed down all night, and waited for a 'yes'.

Yang Zhengrong's voice was already loud, but because of his excitement, the voice he yelled was even louder, "This is how I, Yang Zhengrong, educated you? To teach you to grow up to be a man? You have been in the army all these years, What did you learn?"

"Dad!" Yang Chuhang raised his head, looked at it for five or six seconds, and said firmly, "I don't think there is any shame in liking a man. Before I came here, I had thought very clearly that I would be with him, definitely."

"Can you say that again!"

Yang Chuhang's face remained unchanged, and his words clanged, "I will be with him, no matter what."

There was a long ruler on the top floor of the mahogany cabinet. Yang Zhengrong hurriedly strode over to hold it in his hand, and pointed the ruler at Yang Chuhang's face, "You must be stubborn, I will make you stubborn!"

The excellent-looking red sandalwood ruler was only used for collection before, but now it is vigorously whipped on Yang Chuhang's back, making the sound startle the birds by the window.

The person who was beaten took a deep breath and suppressed it, unwilling to make a sound.The more he was like this, the more Yang Zhengrong's arrogance of hating iron and steel became stronger, and the movements of his hands became harder, and he whipped down.Saliva flying, muttering words.

"I don't have a son like you, so if you don't change it, you have to change it for me. Even if I tear up the ruler, I have to tell you clearly that if you are not a woman in the Yang family, don't even think about entering the house, or get out of here."

Yang Chuhang didn't hold back, his back slumped, he lowered his head and remained silent.The pain spread little by little, the veins on the neck were exposed, and the skin was flushed.Every time he does not hide or give way, he will endure life and death.

He likes Yu Shaochi, and when his love sprouted and was discovered by him, he had already foreseen the consequences.He admits it all.

"Speak hard, keep talking hard! I can't kill you bastard!" Yang Zhengrong continued to wave the ruler, with bulging veins in his hand, one can imagine how powerful it is.His own eyes were also red.

The day Wen Jin talked about it, he was in a trance for a long time. It was unheard of for a man to be with a man, but this happened to his son, right beside him, and he couldn't accept it at all.

Zhao Zhiqiao had been listening to the sound at the door, only listening to the muffled sound of the ruler being slapped on the flesh, but she couldn't hear her son at all, thinking that he was knocked out, and always doing things in an orderly manner, she pushed open the study door vigorously gently and gently.

The picture made her breathless, the good shirt almost made Yang Zhengrong tear up, and the blood seeped through the clothes.She had never seen such a bloody scene before, she was so frightened that her hands shook immediately, she threw herself in front of her son to protect her, and cried, "Don't hit me, don't hit my son, why are you so cruel, can't you see the bleeding?"

"Get out of the way, kill it, shameful thing!" Two more times, and the third time because Zhao Zhiqiao blocked it, he slammed it on the square table next to him urgently, and the ruler cracked a crack.

Zhao Zhiqiao cried bitterly, holding Yang Chuhang's head in his arms to protect him, "Have you ever taken care of him since he was a child? Throwing him into the army, such a small child will be sent to suffer. Now you think about taking care of him." , why did you go early!"

She wiped her tears and said loudly: "If you want to hit me, hit me. I didn't take care of my son. If you hit me, I'll be killed!"

Yang Chuhang's fingertips trembled slightly, and big drops of sweat fell on his forehead on the mahogany floor. He gritted his teeth and endured a burst of pain, and said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm fine. You go out first, and I'll have a good chat with Dad."

Zhao Zhiqiao couldn't listen, but was still emotional, "Are you guys having a good chat? Bandits and hooligans are more refined than your father! Yang Zhengrong, if you dare to hit my son again, we will divorce, you don't want to see me I don't want to see you either!"

"The kindness of a woman!" Yang Zhengrong threw the ruler heavily on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Either kneel and stay still, or get out!"

After the person went out, Zhao Zhiqiao was still choking up, checking his son's injuries, trying to hold back his sobs.Yang Chuhang knew that his skin was probably broken, and this injury was nothing to him, but he was afraid of scaring Zhao Zhiqiao.

He knelt down a little to the side, "Mom, go and see my dad, he's probably angry and feeling bad."

Knowing her son's intentions, she wiped away tears.This matter must be made clear, otherwise the child will have to bear more than one beating.

After Yang Chuhang closed the study door, he gasped in pain, and his body sank uncontrollably. His father's hand hurt much more than when he was a child. He was old, and his strength remained the same.

He took out his mobile phone, Yu Shaochi had called half an hour ago, his voice was not normal now, he was afraid that the other party would hear something, but if he didn't call back, Yu Shaochi should be thinking wildly.

Yang Chuhang tried his own voice repeatedly before dialing the number, and then dialed out when it was almost time.

"Brother Chuhang?"

Yu Shaochi's voice came out, and no one could imagine his expression at the moment, he must be smiling, maybe he was playing with something else, but I don't know if he had lunch or dinner yesterday.

"I'm ready to have lunch." Yu Shaochi seemed to know what he was thinking, spinning a gel pen in his hand, it fell on the table after a few turns, picked it up again and continued spinning.

"I'm going to have lunch at nine o'clock, but I'm going to eat soon."

Yu Shaochi heard that Yang Chuhang's voice was unusual, rustling with a trace of laziness, as if he was tired just after waking up, but he had no strength at all.

"Brother Chuhang, you haven't woken up yet, what time is it, and you're still sleeping, slacker."

"Go home, you must have a good rest, it's a holiday."

"Well," Yu Shaochi was silent for a while, "Will you be back today? I miss you very much now." When he said 'I miss you very much', his voice was mixed with a little bit of loss and grievance.

Of course Yang Chuhang wanted to go back, but he couldn't yet, his father was still angry.

"I have to stay here with them for two or three days, Shao Chi, and I'll be back in two or three days, very soon."

Yang Chuhang's voice still didn't wake up, and Yu Shaochi felt a little perfunctory in his words, and was a little unhappy.But when he thought that he had just woken up, he silently forgave him in his heart.

Gan Yaoming's shadow moved over from the transparent glass door, about to talk about the case, Yu Shaochi took the initiative to hang up the phone.

He let out a tired breath, rubbed his sore eyelids, and didn't look up.

Gan Yaoming put the documents on his desk, and his expression was not so good, "Lawyer Yu, why don't you work at home these two days..."

Hearing this, Yu Shaochi raised his head and frowned slightly, "They are trying to distort the facts, why should I hide under their influence?"

"I just think that if a good law firm is blocked by these irrelevant people, it will inevitably affect your mentality. You haven't had a good rest all day and night. How can your body hold it?"

"Aren't you going to appear in court in a week?".

"You already have the answer in your heart, the opinions on the Internet are one-sided, which is very unfavorable to you..."

Yu Shaochi shook his head, and no longer intends to express any opinions on this case. The materials and evidence he obtained have already made it very clear that he never needs others to teach him when he goes to court.

After the reporters blocked people last night, Lin Yang stayed in the office all day, guarding Yu Shaochi when he had nothing to do, as if he hired a personal bodyguard temporarily.

He bought a bowl of porridge from outside and brought it back. He made a small space on the table and put the porridge on it. It was still steaming when he opened it.Yu Shaochi was busy with work all day long, couldn't eat and couldn't sleep, and his whole body seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Yaoyao, let's eat something, I saw a handy one nearby, it's still warm."

Lin Yang didn't say anything, but Yu Shaochi happened to know.He has eaten this porridge before. The porridge shop is said to have a history of a hundred years, and there is a long queue every day. It is at least half an hour's drive from the office, but he said that he brought it nearby.

Yu Shaochi's exhaustion was finally relieved, he moved the porridge over, even if he didn't have an appetite, he couldn't disappoint Lin Yang's good intentions, "Didn't you say there is a racing competition? If you don't go to practice, just hang around here?"

"Then let me tell the truth, I just want to take advantage of Yang Chuhang's absence and try my best to dig into the wall."

Lin Yang dragged a chair over and sat next to Yu Shaochi, with a bright smile on his face, "If this corner is successfully dug, it means that my hard work these days has not been in vain. Charm."

Yu Shaochi smiled, and said, "Actually, you don't have to stay by my side. In broad daylight, they can at most take pictures. They can't break into my office to embarrass me. I'm a lawyer, not a prisoner."

Lin Yang pretended to be deaf, and suddenly said solemnly: "I made a mistake last time. I shouldn't have asked if you are short of assistants. You should have asked if you have any bodyguards. I am very good at fighting. Taekwondo since I was a primary school student.

Yu Shaochi shook his head, "It's not necessary, just let them go, if it really hinders my work, at worst, call the police."

When Yu Shaochi didn't go home to sleep, Lin Yang brought him a foldable sofa that could be flattened at night as a temporary bed, it was more comfortable than sleeping on the small sofa in his office.

But Yu Shaochi could survive better than Lin Yang, Lin Yang had already snored, and Lawyer Xiaoyu was still like a perpetual motion machine, and he didn't mean to be sleepy at all.

The mobile phone at hand vibrated slightly, Yu Shaochi glanced distractedly, and immediately put down the pen in his hand to pick up the mobile phone after seeing the name clearly.

Yang Chuhang: Are you asleep?

Yu Shaochi had already typed out the word 'didn't sleep', and when he was about to send it out, he realized that it was too late, and Yang Chuhang would probably criticize him if he found out.

When he was about to pretend to be dead, a voice call came from the other party, Yu Shaochi looked at the screen and hesitated, but was still reluctant to hang up.

"Brother Chuhang?"

"I'm just trying to see if you're asleep or not. The conversation box shows that you're typing but there's no movement. Are you trying to scare me again?"

The author says:

Two dogs cry.I'm late.