In an ordinary apartnt complex.
As night deepened, most residents in the complex had turned off their lights, ready to sleep, or they watched TV in the living room with the lights off, or maybe they were on the computer.
In any case, with the arrival of late night, whether they had had a busy day or a leisurely one, people had begun to rest. Of course, the night owls were an exception, as they felt the night was when they were most energized.
In one of the apartnts on a certain floor of a building, lights were brightly lit, chaos was inside, and mixed with the sounds of a child crying, it inexplicably agitated one’s mood.
A little boy was crying.
The boy stood in the living room, extrely lonely and helpless, because the sound of arguing ca from the bedroom.
Bai Houfeng felt a bit awkward, wanting to intervene, but thought of himself as an outsider and felt embarrassed to interfere, so he walked to the boy, crouched down.
Bai Houfeng tried to appear gentle, so he put on a kind smile and softly said, "Don’t cry, tell Uncle, what’s your na?"
"I... sob... my na is Zhao Xiaolong... sob..." the boy said his na while crying.
"Zhao Xiaolong?"
Bai Houfeng was taken aback.
What a coincidence.
In Tianjing, there was also a notorious troublemaker nad Zhao Xiaolong in the Zhao Family, famous among peers for being a joke, yet he seed indifferent, living freely every day, reveling in extravagance.
Moreover, speaking of this, he had interacted with that Zhao Xiaolong once because that guy wanted to experience what hiring a prostitute was like, so he went to find working girls in alleys.
During an anti-vice campaign, Bai Houfeng happened to catch that guy and brought him back. When he left the Guard Departnt, he kept saying he wouldn’t let him off, and he would make sure he suffered.
But over a year had passed, and there hadn’t been any movent from that guy.
Bai Houfeng sighed lightly, reached out, and stroked the head of the little boy nad Zhao Xiaolong in front of him, saying, "Don’t cry, your mom has her unspeakable reasons for wanting to take you away, you must understand her, okay?"
The crying Zhao Xiaolong abruptly looked up, staring directly at Bai Houfeng: "Mom has never lied to !"
Bai Houfeng smiled wryly, saying, "Sotis deception contains good intentions."
Zhao Xiaolong said, "But I don’t want such intentions! I’m not a three-year-old child, I’m already eight, I have the right to know everything!" The tone in the boy’s voice carried a sense of determination.
The boy’s determination and stubbornness left Bai Houfeng sowhat speechless, but he still chose to remain silent.
After all, he couldn’t possibly tell the boy that his mother was raped by soone who wielded such great power that crushing them would be as easy as squashing an ant.
Not to ntion the latter, just the fact that Zhang Yujie was raped would be too big a blow for little Zhao Xiaolong.
Therefore, Bai Houfeng didn’t want to say it, and he couldn’t say it.
Bang!
Suddenly, the bedroom door was slamd open.
A bespectacled, sowhat scholarly-looking man stord out in anger, ranting as he walked, "If you want to leave, go ahead, I’m definitely not leaving! Getting involved with soone so powerful, and now implicating , can’t you have so conscience?"
The man with glasses sat down on the couch, lit a cigarette, looking ferocious.
Zhao Xiaolong in front of Bai Houfeng shrank a bit, revealing a look of fear.
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