(Brothers, please vote for me! Thank you!) When he saw this middle-aged man, Wang Ziyang was stunned. Wang Ziyang was stunned, and the middle-aged man was also stunned. The eyes of the two people collided in the air, as if they could spark. However, Wang Ziyang's eyes were sharp and angry. The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and deep, with a touch of tenderness, a touch of guilt, and a touch of sentimentality. Wang Ziyang did not feel this strange feeling, because he was already blinded by anger. Wang Ziyang was already extremely unhappy when he saw his mother wearing men's shoes. But he didn't expect that this man would appear in front of him like this. He gritted his teeth and stared sharply at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa who still didn't get up. He walked forward, leaned over and stared at the middle-aged man with a condescending look. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care about you." Who is it, get out of here, give you thirty seconds!" Wang Ziyang's appearance was like a furious lion, which scared the middle-aged man out of his wits. He looked at Wang Ziyang in a daze, but soon he recovered from his stupor and instead looked at the furious Wang Ziyang with interest. Although there was no smile on his face, the smile in his eyes was revealed without any concealment. Wang Ziyang smiled so much that he grabbed his collar and lifted it up. However, what Wang Ziyang didn't expect was that this man, who in his opinion could be picked up and thrown away without any effort, was sitting on the sofa peacefully and motionless as if he had taken root. . "I am impulsive, not like me!" The middle-aged man shook his head. Hearing this, Wang Ziyang has the desire to kill people, like you? Damn, who are you? So he gave up the plan of picking him up and throwing him out, let go of his collar, raised his leg and stepped on the arrogant middle-aged man's face. "Get out!" But the middle-aged man just tilted his head to avoid Wang Ziyang's violent kick, and at the same time reached out and slashed at Wang Ziyang's calf. But how could Wang Ziyang be knocked down so easily? Today's Wang Ziyang is not only good at kicking, he also has the fighting experience of a super agent in his memory! These days, when he was practicing tan kicks, he couldn't help but integrate these fighting experiences into his own kicks, and he was able to move them freely. I saw him shrinking his calves slightly and kicking towards the middle-aged man's outstretched arms and legs again. Step -a middle -aged man's backhand, the palm of his palm touched with the back of the prince Yang, resolved this trick. "This is not bad! I believe Lao Qi is not lazy!" The middle-aged man nodded seriously and commented. "Who are you?" Wang Ziyang was confused. "Xiao Yang, you're back. What's wrong? You" Mother Wang Huixin tied her apron and ran out of the kitchen. Seeing the big eyes of the old and the small, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then she was stunned. There, it seemed like I didn't know how to explain it. Grandma came out of the room and saw her grandson Wang Ziyang and the middle-aged man looking at each other angrily. She saw her daughter standing aside with a spatula in a daze. She couldn't help but sigh slightly, turned back to the room, and closed the door. "Young man, there is no use in acting impulsively!" The middle-aged man looked at the still angry Wang Ziyang and said to him in a lessoning tone: "Impulse and anger will only make your own judgments wrong, thus causing Unnecessary losses, or irreparable harm" Wang Ziyang hated the tone and demeanor of this middle-aged man. That tone was just teaching people, and that demeanor was like a condescension, which was really annoying. Can't bring up the feeling of liking. Therefore, he did not show any weakness and said: "I am impulsive, but I have the qualification to be impulsive because I am young! Also, don't use your way to teach others, your way is only suitable for you. That's it. Finally, if you don't tell me who you are, don't blame me for being rude!" "Xiao Yang, no! He is" Wang Huixin shouted nervously, trying to explain the man's identity, but the man had already raised his hand. He stopped her, but smiled at Wang Ziyang and said: "Who am I? Don't you feel it? My name is Qin Song" He said, reaching out to touch his heart, "From the time you entered the door to now, I Tell me here, you are my son, I am your father, and the same blood flows in our bodies" Wang Ziyang was stunned, confused, and stupid Then his emotions turned into anger. One punch directly turned the glass coffee table in front of him into pieces. He glared at the middle-aged man, laughed like crazy, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Dad, haha It's really ridiculous. When did I have an extra father? Let me tell you, I only have a mother and no father. I justI have never seen him, so I thought he was dead Also, my surname is Wang! " "Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang you you are bleeding! "Wang Huixin didn't expect her son's reaction to be so violent, so she hurriedly ran over, hugged her son's elbows, and held the back of his hands. There, he was pricked by broken glass and was bleeding. She used this to distract her son. attention. ¡°Get out! Wang Ziyang ignored his mother at all, but pointed at the door and shouted at Qin Song. Seeing Qin Song just frowning and sitting there unmoved, Wang Ziyang threw away his mother's hand and sneered: "If you don't want to leave, then I'll leave! " More than ten years of resentment, once it breaks out, is enough to drive a calm person into madness, let alone an impulsive young man. At this time, Wang Ziyang no longer knew what he was doing. He just relied on His instinct is to vent his feelings, and he will do whatever he feels like, even deliberately hurting the other person. He feels that this is really ridiculous. For more than ten years, he has been treating himself as a fatherless person. Child. When he was a child, he was ridiculed by other children, so he used his fists to tell others that he could still live a healthy and carefree life without his father. So, he gradually got used to the life without his father, and it seemed that he felt that he could live happily without his father. It's not a big deal, there is no father, there is still a master! But suddenly one day, a man jumped out and told him that he was his father. How could he accept it? It would be better if he didn't beat the man half to death. "Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang don't go, don't go! The one who wants to leave is not you! "Wang Huixin hugged her son. Seeing her son in such a condition, as a mother, Wang Huixin couldn't help but feel distressed. She couldn't help but shed tears. She turned back to Qin Song and said, "Can you go first? He needs time. I told you a long time ago. I will tell him slowly after some time. You just don¡¯t listen. You just don¡¯t listen¡± Seeing Wang Huixin crying, Qin Song¡¯s expression became a little flustered. "Huixin, don't cry, don't cry, okay, I'll go, I'll go" Qin Song was a little helpless. After the news he got from Qi Zhenxiong, he originally thought that Wang Ziyang was eager for his father's love, but he didn't. She had thought that things would develop like this and that Wang Ziyang would have such a strong temper that he would not even have a chance to explain! But Qin Song had no choice but to leave first. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wang Ziyang let out a breath and turned away from his mother. He walked towards the bathroom with his hand. In the bathroom, Wang Ziyang turned on the shower switch, closed his eyes, held his head high, and let the cold water fall on his face, flowing into his wet face. There seemed to be a trace of burning heat in the transparent clothes In the hall, there were only shards of glass left on the ground, and Wang Huixin looked at the bathroom door with tears in her eyes.