Zhang Moqian had never heard his father Zhang Yiqun talk about his father's life experience. He only knew something from his mother, that is, his father was a shameful illegitimate child.

Zhang Moqian looked at the charming and coquettish woman in front of him with a daze, and felt absurd feeling in his heart. My aunt, that is, my father's sister? My father Zhang Yiqun is almost fifty years old, why does he have such a young sister?

Yan Shi blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Zhang Moqian, I am your elder, you have to call me aunt!"

Zhang Moqian remembered that the number this woman called him belonged to the capital city, and he determined that this woman would not lie to him. He was shocked and confused.

During the turmoil in the Yangtze River Delta more than 20 years ago, they watched the Zhang family lose and did not provide assistance. Zhang Moqian knew very well. Didn’t their family separate from their own family? Why did they come to the door again more than 20 years later?

Is it out of guilt?

"What's the matter with me?" Zhang Moqian's tone was cold. Perhaps because of his father's relationship and grandmother's fate, he developed a hostile feeling towards the Yan family.

"Don't you like me, my little aunt?" Yan Shi felt Zhang Moqian's cold tone and couldn't help asking.

"I don't like the Yan family." Zhang Moqian said bluntly.

"Why?" Yan Shi was puzzled.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it, there's no reason." Zhang Moqian shook his head and said coldly: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

As he said that, Zhang Moqian got up from the sofa and turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, Zhang Moqian, why are you like this?" Yan Shi quickly stretched out her white and tender hand and grabbed Zhang Moqian's wrist, pulled him down, and said, "My aunt misses you, my nephew, why do you come to talk to you? No matter how you don't like your aunt, you can't be so rude!"

"Miss me?" Zhang Moqian's mouth felt a self-deprecating smile and said coldly: "Since you say you miss me, why are you looking for me today?"

"Didn't I know that you have a nephew like you a few days ago?" Yan Shi curled her rosy little mouth, and her pretty pretty face was filled with grievance. "Your aunt, I'm only twenty-five years old this year, one year younger than your sister Zhang Moyan. I don't know what happened back then. It was not until a few days ago that the old man told me that he had an illegitimate son named Zhang Yiqun, so I knew that you had a nephew like you. Besides...oh, it's better not to say it."

Zhang Moqian was stunned.

Could it be that the woman in front of me really knew about the existence of the Zhang family recently? It should be that the identity of the illegitimate child cannot be exposed, and the grandfather he had never met has kept this secret. So the little aunt named Yan Shi in front of me didn't know that her family was doing normal.

However, when Zhang Moqian thought of this, he couldn't help feeling sad and angry, feeling unfair for his grandmother. Since his so-called grandfather has the courage to do it, why don't he have the courage to admit it? He also wants his grandmother to return to his hometown from the capital with her big belly?

Seeing Yan Shi's aggrieved look, Zhang Moqian couldn't help feeling softer and said, "Miss Yan, I'm sorry, I was a little impulsive just now. However, I have nothing to do with your Yan family."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Yan Jing said: "Your father is Old Man Yan's son, you are Old Man Yan's grandson, your biological grandson, how could it be okay?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zhang Moqian said lightly.

"Oh, my nephew, why are you so stubborn? I'm here to find you. In addition to my beautiful aunt missing you, I also meant to tell Old Man Yan." Yan Moqian whitened Zhang Moqian and said.

"What does he mean?" Zhang Moqian said with interest: "What do he want? Is it because I was sorry for my grandma back then? I want to make up for it now? Unfortunately, my grandma is no longer here."

"Actually, Old Man Yan felt quite guilty," Yan Shi said: "He did this back then because he was afraid that his opponents in the career would catch his braids. I hope you and your father can understand him."

Zhang Moqian sneered: "Then why didn't he control the bird under his crotch? I'm not a saint, but I think that as a man, I should take on the responsibility I should bear. There is no medicine for regret in the world. If he feels guilty, then he will feel guilty for the rest of his life!"

"Mo Qian, you can't think so either." Yan Shi directly called Mo Qian, her tone seemed more friendly. "Old Man Yan has been unhappy these years. In addition to playing with his political opponents, she also has to take good care of the whole family. She finally retired and thought she could enjoy a happy life. Unexpectedly, her eldest son suffered from brain cancer and died a year ago. The second son made a mistake in the Development and Reform Commission and used all his relationships to save it. Unfortunately, his career was completely dead. The third generation of direct descendants were all angry, and no one with real skills could be found. The Yan family is gradually declining."

"So, he asked you to come to me?" Zhang Moqian's smile became more and more fun.

"Mo Qian, I know that you have resentment towards the Yan family, but I hope you can understand that the Yan family's blood is always in your body, and it is the Yan family's family from beginning to end." Yan Shi said.

"Yan family?" Zhang Moqian snorted coldly: "My father is called Zhang Yiqun, and my mother is called Tang Youyang. How can I get involved with Yan? I am a member of the Zhang family, and my surname is Zhang but not Yan!"

"Okay, Miss Yan, I think our conversation should be over." Zhang Moqian stood up.

"Damn kid, I don't care what your attitude towards the Yan family is. But don't always call me Miss Yan in a strange way. I'm your little aunt at least? Can you not be able to call me "Young aunt?" Yan Shi stared at her beautiful eyes, opened her arms to block Zhang Moqian's way, and said a little scoundrel: "I don't care. Anyway, if you don't call me "Young aunt, I won't let you go."

Zhang Moqian was amused and crying.

"Hey, are you shouting?" Yan Shi was depressed.

"Sorry, Miss Yan, I can't shout it out!"

Zhang Moqian said something, and suddenly his body moved. Yan Shi only felt the figure in front of her shaking, and her little nephew disappeared. She quickly turned around, but saw that her little nephew was already standing behind him.

So fast!

"Miss Yan, I hope you can tell that person that my surname is Zhang. I think my father's idea is the same as mine." After Zhang Moqian said that, he turned around and left.

"Damn kid, my aunt will call you to chat with you if you have time!" Yan Shi said hurriedly, but unfortunately, before he finished calling, Zhang Moqian's figure disappeared at the door.

"Hmph, irrespectful guy." Yan Shi muttered—

Demon City.

At the gate of a middle school in Pudong New District.

Seven or eight luxurious middle school students surrounded a thin student in the middle and blocked his way. One of the students in sportswear grabbed the collar of the thin primary school student and scolded with an arrogant face: "Tang Zihao, you coward, dare to steal my girlfriend?"

"I didn't steal your girlfriend." The thin primary school student named Tang Zihao gritted his teeth and said, "She doesn't want to be with you at all. You rely on the money at home to force her."

"Cao, Tang Zihao, you're really looking for death." The student in sportswear was furious, "You Tang family has been unable to do it for a long time. Don't come here to be a powerful person. Let me tell you that the Yangtze River Delta is the territory of my He family. If I want to beat you, do you know?"

"If you want to beat him, just beat him?" At this moment, a pleasant woman's voice suddenly came over. The woman was very beautiful. She got off the Audi A4 and hugged her hands and looked at the boy in a sportswear with interest.

"Cousin Mo Yan." The thin boy's eyes lit up.

"Zihao, hit him!" Zhang Moyan said directly.

"Ah?" The thin boy looked surprised.

"Beat him." Zhang Moyan said slowly.

The thin boy's eyes flashed and he quickly threw his schoolbag on the ground. At the same time, he grabbed the boy's hair in a sportswear, raised his other hand and hit him on the head. The man in the sportswear did not expect that this boy would really dare to do it. Unexpectedly, he suffered a loss.

However, his body had an advantage after all, and soon turned against him and brought the thin boy to the ground.

"Zihao, bite with your mouth." Zhang Moyan still hugged his hands.

When the thin boy heard that the strength came from somewhere, he suddenly raised his head and bit the boy's arm in the sportswear. The boy in the sportswear wailed loudly. The thin boy seized the opportunity, turned over, and stood aside and watched the boy in the sportswear with blood flowing on his arms.

"Kick him!" Zhang Moyan continued to order.

"Cousin, this..." Tang Zihao hesitated.

"I'll let you kick him!"

Tang Zihao's eyes were fierce, and he took advantage of the opportunity of He Congdao sitting on the ground wailing, and kicked him up one by one. As for the students who were with He Congdao, he was already scared.

"It's OK. Zihao, get in the car." Seeing that the kicks were almost the same, Zhang Moyan called his cousin Tang Zihao into the car.

After starting the car, Zhang Moyan saw the bruise that had just been brought out from the fight on Tang Zihao's arm and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, cousin Mo Yan." Tang Zihao shook his head.

"Zihao, you have to remember. If anyone bullies you in the future, no matter who is behind him, you can beat him until he sees you next time." Zhang Moyan said: "Also, although fighting is related to physical strength and other factors, the most important thing is to rely on your brain and reaction. Fighting is not about playing house, you can use whatever you can, your hands, feet, mouth and nails. Just like your cousin Mo Qian, he dared to fight with the gangsters in society when he was in elementary school and suffered losses, but the other party suffered more losses than him. Also, the most important thing when fighting is not to be afraid. Once you are afraid, you will lose."

"Zihao remembered." Tang Zihao finished speaking and asked again: "When will Cousin Mo Qian come to the Demon City?"

"It's almost done." Zhang Moyan smiled and said, "When he comes, you can ask him for tips on fighting skills. It's great for boys to fight when they are young."
Chapter completed!