He tilted his neck and pointed to the wound on the side of his neck: "He actually wanted to kill me last time. For you, your relationship must be very good."

Two girls from class 14 came out from the back door to fetch water, and when they saw Rong Wan talking to a middle-aged man, they thought it was Rong Wan's father or relatives, and they all greeted politely: "Hello, uncle, uncle is still there. Pretty young."

The man looked at the two girls distractedly, and nodded slightly: "Hello."

Rong Wan only felt shivering, just talking to this person for a few words, his mood was terrible, he couldn't imagine how Yuan Yun survived in such a family. He pushed the two girls and said, "Hurry up and fetch water, don't stick around here."

Those two girls didn't know why the normally smiling school girl suddenly became sullen, and they all hurried away.

"What are you trying to say?" Rong Wan waited for the two classmates to leave and looked directly at the man in front of him.

"Your family is very rich." The original father said: "I can see that you must really hope that I will stay away from my son's life, but it's actually easy to do..."

Rong Wan: "Money?"

"Children are so smart."

Rong Wan had already guessed this. Jing Yizhi and Jing's father look very similar. Anyone who has seen Jing Yizhi will think of the wealthy people in the city. The last time I was at Yuan's house, Yuan's father was injured on the neck, and he was horrified by Yuan Yun's actions. He didn't have time to think about it for a while. Now that the wound has recovered, when I look back, I will definitely know that I went to his house. That kid's family is rich.

But this money is from Jing's father. Jing Yizhi is only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is a high school student and only pocket money every month.

What's more, even if the money from the Jing family is given to anyone, even those gangsters who collect protection fees from Guan Yuping, Rong Wan doesn't want to give a penny to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Yuan Yun had such an abnormal and twisted childhood, and it was entirely thanks to him. It was good that Rong Wan didn't try his best to kill him, but he actually came here to ask for money, scumbag! dream!

"No money." Rong Wan sneered: "You better look in the mirror to see the wound on your neck, did you forget the pain, you can't hurt Yuan Yun now, believe it or not, come to me again , he will really kill you."

On the contrary, this man was not angry at all: "I don't care if he goes to prison. The purpose of having a son is to honor Lao Tzu. If he can't do it, he is a waste."

Rong Wan was so angry that he almost didn't beat him: "A person like you is also worthy of being a father?"

"Of course I'm not worthy." When the man said this, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his face became a little heavy.

Rong Wan vaguely guessed something. Although the original text didn't say it clearly, the original author likes to make some fools about the life experience of each protagonist. Depending on this person's attitude towards Yuan Yun, maybe Yuan Yun is not his biological son. But Yuan Yun himself didn't know it, and only thought that it was his fault that he was born in such a twisted family...

The more Rong Wan thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to ask questions, there was a rush of climbing up the stairs over there.

Yuan Yun rushed over with a livid face, brought a gust of wind, and dragged Rong Wan behind him, his chest heaving violently because of the running, and his voice suppressed the irritable anger: "What are you looking for him for?! What are you trying to do?!"

The assistant was guarding downstairs. didn't know why, so quickly followed.

The original father saw his son staring at him with the look in his eyes that he wanted to kill, and the conditioned reflex in his neck hurt. Now that the little chick has grown up and his wings have hardened, he can't move. He sneered, turned his face and saw the Jing family's assistant rushing over, frowning.

"See you next time." He walked away without hesitation.

The assistant ran relatively slowly, because he didn't see what was going on. He just thought that Yuan Yun suddenly couldn't hold back, and suddenly rushed from the teaching building to this teaching building, walked over quickly, and said to him, "One Chi, your father said..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Yun pulled Rong Wan into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Yuan Yun grabbed Rong Wan's hand, looked up and down, and almost opened his collar to see if he was touched by Yuan's father. But after confirming that Rong was safe and sound, he didn't breathe a sigh of relief at all, walked over to turn on the faucet, wiped his face with cold water, and felt extremely anxious and anxious all over his body, which seemed extremely depressed.

Rong Wan stood behind him, waited for his emotions to calm down, and grabbed his shoulder: "Why are you here all of a sudden?"

"Lao Lin told me that I met him at the school gate, but he didn't come to me, so I guessed that he might come to you." Yuan Yun's voice was hoarse, his fists clenched tightly.

"Isn't it okay?" Rong Wan comforted.

Yuan Yun was not comforted at all, and his face was still ashen: "Did he threaten you?"

Rong Wan was reluctant to tell him that his father asked him for money, so he said vaguely, "That is to warn me not to tell me about your family."

But what a smart person Yuan Yun is, even if he doesn't say it, Yuan Yun can guess what the original father came to find him for. Yuan Yun's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and he took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger and anger.

Rong Wan hurriedly hugged his arm and said, "Brother Yun, didn't you promise me to calm down? There's still the second half of the year."

Yuan Yun looked at him fixedly, his throat rolled twice, his fingers clenched and loosened, and so on, the blue veins on the back of his hands were almost exposed, and finally landed gently on his head, and his tone was trying to be soft: "Okay, do not worry."

The bell rang soon after class, and the self-study students rushed towards the toilet. It was impossible for the two of them to stay for a long time. So Yuan Yun sent Rong Wan back to the classroom and went back. Rong Wan was still a little worried. He walked to the corridor and looked at his back downstairs. After confirming that he had returned to the teaching building of Class 3, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Wan turned around and asked the assistant, "Xiao Sun, don't tell my dad what happened today, or he will break my leg."

Xiao Sun hesitated, but nodded.