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Chapter 472 Revenge? Are you worthy!(2/2)

When Xiaojun got up early in the morning, his movements were very light and slow.

"Ah! Husband, what are you going to do?" Xiaoyu woke up, shouting at Xiaojun who had just supported half of his body with a hint of panic in her eyes.

Xiaojun turned around and hugged Xiaoyu. He knew that she was scared and worried about herself here. He leaned against the head of the bed and gently stroked Xiaoyu's soft long hair with his hands. His heart was full of gratitude. It was enough to have this woman in this life!

There were not too many intense words or too many violent physical expressions, but Xiaoyu showed her concerns about Xiaojun everywhere. The deepest concerns were not superficial, but deeply engraved.

One day, Xiaoyu did not leave Xiaojun's arms, and just hugged her quietly for the whole day. The two of them did not eat, talk, or even had no eye contact. Just occasionally, when Xiaojun's hand touched Xiaoyu's hair, he felt the touch of Xiaoyu's head rubbing slightly in his arms.

What is happiness? This is happiness. A simple little happiness, a small happiness that only belongs to two people.

Li Xue did not bother them. After preparing breakfast for her husband in the morning and watching him leave, she had been worried for a few days and finally picked up her bag and went to school to take leave.

This day was also the day when Zuo Aiguo received the most calls. When he played the family affection card yesterday, the other party just nodded politely. Today, the words on the phone were a little moved. Zuo Aiguo knew that these old people care about their father's existence. They would definitely help if they played this card, but it was hard to say that it was not from the bottom of their hearts, because they saw so many old revolutionaries who were not good at the next generation, and their cute ancestors were unable to inherit the will of their parents and worked hard to do more practical things for the country. They gave too many such favors, and they were reluctant to do a little regret.

And yesterday, the incident that almost shocked all the senior executives of China. Zuo Haojun's only small action made these people who increased their bargaining chips for him respect and feel relieved. The old leader has a successor!

The cards can be played, but I, Zuo Haojun, don’t have to ask for this card, nor do I want to rely on this card to act! This is Xiaojun, a person who doesn’t understand him, has the first time he has an intuitive feeling about him after hearing the rumors of his glorious deeds in the past.

Zheng Min on the other side was standing at the head of his son's bed, and the hatred deep in his eyes was unavailable. When facing his son, he had to pretend to be comforted by me.

"Dad, I know everything. I don't blame it. I really don't blame it. I just hate it. I hate my incompetence. Dad, if you want to be well, you have to avenge your son. If you don't avenge this in this life, how can I close my eyes quietly? The only purpose of my life is to wait for the day of revenge. Ten or twenty years, I don't care!" Although Zheng Haichuan was lying on the bed, he also knew what happened last night. This kind of thing could not be hidden. His father became a clown. With the attention of many eyes, he fell to his face to the end. Zheng Haichuan was not a slut. He knew that his father had done his best, so he had to suppress his anger and reluctance to comfort his father, so that his father could rekindle his fighting spirit, so that he could avenge himself a little.

A son's words made Zheng Min burst into tears and he secretly blamed himself for his uselessness. Such a son has suffered such great grievances, but as a father, he can only watch but cannot avenge his son. This kind of pain is incomparable to any pain.

"Son, don't worry, my dad will avenge you even if he fights this life!" Zheng Min knew that his words at this moment were just a means to comfort his son.

"Dad, don't let my mom come. She had fainted twice yesterday. I won't give up on myself. Please rest assured. I will go abroad for plastic surgery in a few days. I don't believe that I really can't stand up. There are so many high-tech medical conditions abroad that will definitely cure me." Zheng Haichuan was very cheerful, although this cheerfulness was just pretending.

"Okay!" A clapping sounded at the door of the ward. Zhao Hai, Xu, Anguo, Li Kangmei and his group appeared in the ward with their sons. They were originally worried that Zheng Min would make some cross-line actions, but when they heard Zheng Haichuan's words, they all knew that a "old fried dough stick" like Zheng Min would definitely calm down and become even more terrifying.

"We have covered all the costs of Haichuan's treatment abroad. If we search the whole world, we must use the best medical treatment to treat Haichuan. Lao Zheng, what we need to do now is to find ways to find opportunities to avenge Haichuan. You must not give up on yourself!" Zhao Hai looked at Zheng Haichuan with appreciation. This guy was able to say such words at this time and experience this incident, just like Zhao Pengfei, Zheng Haichuan was truly mature, although the price was a bit high.

Zhao Pengfei, Xu Zhilong, and Li Kai, who had just returned from the Northeast, walked up to him and held Zheng Haichuan's hand tightly to encourage him.

"We won't just let this happen. Haichuan, you should take good care of your illness. We are waiting for the day when you come back. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Zuo Haojun is now arrogant and domineering. Can he be like this for the rest of his life? We are waiting for the best opportunity to completely step on him in one fell swoop."
Chapter completed!
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