Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Roman received a call from his mother in the morning. His mother waited on the old man in the hospital for three days. It was not easy for the old man to leave the hospital. Then he remembered his daughter's grandson and bought breakfast to send his grandson to kindergarten. As soon as he opened the door, his mother was shocked. The house was in a mess. Was it a thief and hurried to call Roman.

Roman then remembered that he had not had time to tell his mother about his marriage and move. He answered the phone nervously, "Mom, don't worry, I moved. The place is good, the environment is good and safe. I'll take you to inspect in two days. OK, I'll take little stone back to see my father. And, mom, I'm married!"

There was a short pause on the phone, followed by Mrs. Luo's happy voice, "is it the young man introduced last time? You really are. Don't tell us about such a big marriage. Bring people back sometime. I'll check with your father!"

After hanging up Luo slowly, Roman thought he should find a time to talk to Zhao Xuyan. Whether they are real or fake, they still need an explanation from their parents.

Unfortunately, from that night, Zhao Xuyan began to go home at night. He didn't see his shadow for a week, and there was no phone. Roman had to coax Xiaoshi's father to go on a business trip.

On this day, Roman was at work and received a call from Xiaoshi's teacher, saying that Xiaoshi had fought with someone. Now in the hospital, Roman was startled, hurried to leave what he was doing, asked Qian for leave and rushed to the hospital.

The children suffered minor injuries in the fight. When they saw the small stone, he stuck alone in the corridor. The corners of his mouth were blue and his face was scratched, which hurt Roman.

"Are you okay?" Roman examined the child's wound carefully.

The little stone shook his head and looked at Roman wrongfully with red eyes. "Mom, please don't scold me. The little stone thinks he's right!"

When Roman was about to speak, the teacher came out of the ward. When he saw Roman coming, he gave a sigh of relief, "Mom Luo Yao, you're finally here!"

"I'm sorry, teacher, for giving you trouble! Is the child okay?"

"My head is broken and I'm sewing!" The teacher sighed, looked at the little stone and said, "Why are you fighting so hard at a young age?", Then the teacher hinted that the other parent had a background. In other words, Roman had a big deal.

After a while, I saw a man and a woman come out of the ward. They were all slightly fat and looked bad. When I saw Roman, the man said coldly, "you are Luo Yao's parent? Do you think how to solve this?"

Roman said, "I'll accompany the medical expenses!"

"Medical expenses?" The woman shrieked, "we haven't touched a finger of my son since he was young. Your son beat him like that. It's over to compensate for the medical expenses?"

"He fell down himself, not me!" The crisp sound of the small stone sounded.

The woman glared at the stone angrily. Roman quickly hid the stone behind him. "What do you want?"

When the other party saw Roman a woman, he was deliberately embarrassed. "In addition to the medical expenses, he has to accompany 50000 yuan. If he doesn't lose money, your son won't want to study in the kindergarten!"

"Fifty thousand?" Roman bit her lip. She didn't have so much money in her passbook. Moreover, seeing the teacher's intention to curry favor with the other party, the other party's identity must be not low. I think it's not easy to solve this matter.

Zhao Xuyan is also angry these days. He hasn't been home for a week. The heartless woman doesn't even have a phone and doesn't ask Lao Li about his whereabouts. Is it true that he doesn't have him at all? So when he received Roman's call, he was quite surprised. At the same time, he couldn't help being proud. You surrendered first. I can't clean up your sample.

Zhao Xuyan hung up with a gloomy face. The next few important meetings told the secretary that they had been cancelled, so he took the car and went straight to the hospital.

When they arrived, they found Roman and little stone sitting on the stool in the hospital corridor with their heads bowed. Pitifully, there were several aggressive men and women around. They were still swearing. They were just about to hit people. Zhao Xuyan's eyes were cold, the surrounding air pressure suddenly decreased, and walked over, "I'm the child's father. Talk to me about anything!"

Hearing Zhao Xuyan's voice, Roman and Xiaoshi looked up at the same time. As soon as she saw his tall and straight figure, her heart immediately put down, as if he were there for a big thing. Xiaoshi's eyes were bright and proudly raised her small chest.

Someone in the group recognized Zhao Xuyan, turned his face like turning a book, put away his great body, and said cautiously and flatteringly, "are you general manager Zhao? We don't know that Luo Yao's child is the son of Ling. There is a misunderstanding. Everything is a misunderstanding!"

Zhao Xuyan looked at the man with an expressionless face, "apologize when you should apologize, and lose money when you should lose money. People can't think that I, Zhao Xuyan, bully others!"

"General manager Zhao, where is this? All this is a misunderstanding. It's just a small fight between children!"

At this time, the woman came out with a boy wrapped in gauze on her head, looked at Roman disdainfully, and said, "what do you think? When will you lose money! If I don't lose money, you don't want to go out of the hospital!"

The colder Zhao Xuyan was, he said coldly, "how much do you want?"

The woman just found Zhao Xuyan. She was frightened by his cold and fierce intention and stepped back a few steps. She looked at her husband with some hesitation. When the man saw Zhao Xuyan's clothes, he knew that he couldn't provoke himself, but he stood reasonable after all, so he was hard, "not much, 50000 yuan!"

Zhao Xuyan glanced at the man, took out the checkbook from his arms, wrote a note and tore it to the man. After the man took the money, he immediately left with his wife, children and relatives.

The little stone shouted proudly to the injured child hiding in his mother's arms: "Huang Xiaotian, I don't have a father, this is my father!"

Zhao Xuyan looked at the wound with iodine on the little stone's face. His eyes flashed distressed. He picked him up and went outside. His legs were long, and Roman could only trot to keep up.

Zhao Xuyan put the small stone in the back seat. He said stiffly, "well, dad was wrong that day and shouldn't lose his temper at will. Well, do you have any toys you want? Will dad buy them for you?"

The little stone hugged Zhao Xuyan's neck, and the steamed stuffed bun smiled contentedly, "Dad is not angry with the little stone. Dad still likes the little stone, right? Will dad play with the little stone at night?"

"Yes!" Zhao Xuyan didn't know he was answering little stone's question, but his head was firm.

Inside the car, Roman hugged the small stone and said with some blame, "don't fight with others in the future. You will suffer if you beat others. In addition, children can fight so hard!"

The little stone twisted his body and said wrongfully, "it's not such a mother. Huang Xiaotian said that the little stone had no father, but the little stone had a father, so the little stone fought with him. Later, he didn't stand firm and fell off the ladder. The teacher saw it and said I pushed it, but mom, I didn't. do you believe me?"

How could Roman not believe in Xiaoshi? It must be that the teacher knew the behavior of Huang Xiaotian's parents and was afraid of taking responsibility before he put everything on Xiaoshi.

Roman raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Xuyan, "thank you today!", Without hearing Zhao Xuyan's answer, Roman didn't care. He adjusted his sitting posture to make the little stone more comfortable.

Zhao Xuyan, who has been observing the mother and son in the rearview mirror, has a cold look. The frameless lens reflects a cold light. Can you bully Zhao Xuyan at will?

After returning home, Roman washed his hands and cooked, while Zhao Xuyan played with little stone in the living room. When eating, he looked as if nothing had happened, as if he had never disappeared this week.