Chapter 12： (2/2)

The atmosphere was lively, but the silent Zhou Yan was a little out of place.

When Yun Xin just got up and was going to come to him to comfort him, he had already taken a step ahead and strode out of the classroom.

Zhou Yan saw his father's car outside the school building. He pursed his lips. Before he hesitated, before he was ready to leave in a chic and nonchalant manner, someone opened the window of the black stretch car. At some distance, he saw his dad look this way.

Dad is the person Zhou Yan fears most in the world, and he is also the person most admired.

Zhou Yan couldn't control his legs and walked in the direction of parking.

Before he could get to the car, the driver came down and opened the door for him.

Zhou Yan had to get in the car. Zhou Mingfeng's car had soundproof baffles. He leaned over and pressed a button. The driver's seat and the passenger's seat in the front row seemed to form two worlds with the rear seat.

"Is he better?" Zhou Mingfeng asked.

Zhou Yan nodded: "Okay."

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is in good physical condition. He has a fever the night before and can go to school the next day without any problems.

Zhou Mingfeng stopped talking. The relationship between the father and son is indeed not very close, but it is not as bad as the brains of outsiders. The two have hardly quarreled. As a father, Zhou Mingfeng, in the eyes of outsiders, is almost blameless except for being too busy. After the divorce, It took six full years to marry again, and during these six years, there was no other woman around him. In order to make his son's life at school more comfortable, Zhou Mingfeng went uncharacteristically and donated teaching buildings to the school...

"Did you see my report card?" Zhou Yan asked after a moment.

Zhou Mingfeng: "I saw it."

Seeing his father's ordinary appearance, Zhou Yan even felt that he would rather his father be aggressive and beat him than this.

Before the third year of junior high, Zhou Yan's grades were very good. He was basically in the top three of the whole year. However, when he was in the third year of junior high, his grades plummeted. He didn't listen to lectures or take exams seriously. The teachers worked hard to persuade him. , He still goes his own way.

Originally, Zhou Yan could attend the best public key high school in the city.

Now let Zhou Yan recall it again. Even he doesn't know why he did this. Is it just to attract his father's attention?

He couldn't figure it out, but he stubbornly continued on this path.

He waited for the day when his father came to beat him and find him.

Zhou Yan's expression stiffly: "Aren't you angry?"

Zhou Mingfeng took off his glasses and wiped them gently, only to say, "You are sixteen years old."

The sixteen-year-old is no longer a child, and the law stipulates that a person of full capacity at the age of sixteen can bear full criminal responsibility.

"You are different from many people. There are many paths before you. You can choose to be aggressive, know your life goal, work hard to be better than blue, or do whatever you want. As long as you don’t commit crimes, you can also rely on it. Stay at home for a lifetime. Or, even if you don’t choose a path, you can live better than most people. This is the conditions I created for you." Zhou Mingfeng said calmly, "It depends on your own choice."

Zhou Yan Yin forbearance, "So you don't care what kind of person I will become?"

"It's not that I don't care." Zhou Mingfeng said, "I can't intervene, just like you want me to be a father... who puts your food, clothing, housing, and your life goals first, I can tell you clearly, I won't. The point is , You have to think carefully about what kind of person you want to be."

Zhou Yan's mood was like hitting cotton with a punch.

He was secretly angry. But Zhou Mingfeng was still calm and relaxed.

Zhou Yan remembered the childish wish he made when he was eight years old. He hoped that there would be a fairy who would turn his father into a father like Uncle Liu next door.

Will be angry, will become angry, will break his omnipotent self-confidence.

Jiang Jinjin went home early, and when he went upstairs, he happened to see the housekeeper and aunt carrying the suitcases upstairs.

It was a black suitcase, she knew it was Zhou Mingfeng as soon as she guessed it.

Zhou Mingfeng came back too suddenly today. The master bedroom occupied by her alone still contains her belongings. After thinking about it, she hurriedly said to the housekeeper: "Wang Sao, after putting the suitcase of Zhou Yan's father back in the room, you Remember to change all the sheets and covers, and don’t mess up my clothes when you put the luggage."

Zhou Mingfeng came back today, and she no longer owns such a big bedroom.

The butler was stunned for a moment.

Because he suddenly couldn't remember where he wanted to put the suitcase.

People sometimes doubt their own memories. Just like at this moment, butler Yang is not sure whether the room that the husband said is next to the study on the second floor or the bedroom where the wife on the third floor lives...

But the wife said so, the suitcase must be put back in the wife's bedroom.

Listen to the wife!

The author has something to say:

Jiang Jinjin: The gods are here.