In late May, Yan Nuo finally arrived in America.
He had successfully emigrated and had now become an American. After many arrangements and many benefits given to the authorities, the Black Fiend Mercenary Group had also successfully moved to America.
As New York already had a very famous mercenary company, Yan Nuo was a powerful dragon in India. Here, even if he was a dragon, he had to lie down and be careful. In order not to have conflict with the interests of another mercenary company, Yan Nuo decided to set up the headquarters of the Black Fiend Mercenary Group in Los Angeles.
On the day he arrived, he invited Zhuang Long to their house for dinner.
Zhuang Long went with fresh flowers and red wine. He congratulated Yan Nuo and Ji Yinbing for getting their American passports at the same time and then congratulated them on their happy marriage and housewarming.
Yan Nuo accepted his blessing.
âDo you want something to drink?â
Yan Nuo raised his glass at Zhuang Long.
Zhuang Long stared at the wine and hesitated for a moment before saying, âHave some.â
Ji Yinbing and Yan Nuo were surprised. âI thought you didnât drink?â
âI think I wonât do stupid things like drinking and having sex anymore.â
âFine.â
Yan Nuo gave him some red wine.
Zhuang Long took a sip. After all, he had not drunk it for a long time and was not used to it. Zhuang Long raised his eyebrows and said, âItâs nothing much.â
âThis thing youâre talking about made you lose your mind and do many ridiculous things.â
Zhuang Long glared at Yan Nuo.
He finished the small glass of wine and stopped drinking.
After the meal, Yan Nuo invited Zhuang Long out for a walk. The two men walked slowly on the road outside their house. Zhuang Long had been in a bad mood recently and did not have much of a smile on his face. The Zhuang Long that Yan Nuo knew was a mischievous man. Now that he had become deep and cautious, Yan Nuo was more or less not used to it.
Thinking of what Ji Yinbing had said, Yan Nuo asked Zhuang Long in a deep voice, âZhuang Long, do you have violent tendencies?â
Zhuang Long was stunned.
Then, he thought that Ji Yinbing must have said something to him.
He thought about it seriously before shaking his head and saying, âAs far as I know, Iâve only fought with Fu Fu once when I was studying.â It was because Fu Fu was too despicable and he fought with him when he could no longer stand him.
âOther than that, Iâve never fought with anyone. Do you think I look like someone with violent tendencies?â
Yan Nuo would rather believe that Zhuang Long was normal, but what Ji Yinbing said made him vigilant.
Yan Nuo asked Zhuang Long, âBut Yinbing said that you canât control your emotions sometimes. Whatâs going on? Did you do this often in the past?â
Zhuang Long looked confused. âIâve never been like this.â
After thinking about it carefully for a moment, Zhuang Long said, âLooking at it carefully, the two times I lost control of my emotions seem to be related to the child.â
âDoes it have something to do with children?â
âYes, perhaps. That Little Mo Liâ¦â Zhuang Long frowned deeply. The expression on his face looked confused and confused. He muttered to himself in confusion,â I donât know why, but when I see Little Mo Li, I always feel angry. Sheâs really too cowardly! Her father hit and scolded her. Other than crying, thereâs nothing she can do? â
âWhen I saw her weak and useless look, I expected better from her.â
âWhen I saw his father attack her, I had the urge to kill someone.â As Zhuang Long spoke, his heart started to beat faster again. He quickly stopped talking and rubbed his chest. He sighed. âI probably just hate domestic violence.â
People who often hated domestic violence were people who had been hurt by domestic violence.
Yan Nuo was silent for a moment before saying, âI heard from Yinbing that you experienced something bad during the few months you lived in the orphanage?â
âI donât remember.â
âWhat do you mean?â Yan Nuo did not understand what Zhuang Long was trying to say for a moment. âYou donât remember what happened at the orphanage?â After asking this question, Yan Nuo saw Zhuang Long shake his head. He said, âItâs not that I donât remember, itâs just that itâs very vague. After all, I wasnât very old at that time.â
âI donât remember much. Anyway, itâs a very bad place. But I think I was beaten up too. I remember when my adoptive mother brought me home, she saw the injuries on my body and sued the orphanage in a fit of anger.â
âThanks to me, everyone is free.â
After hearing Zhuang Longâs explanation, Yan Nuo understood. âI see.â
Yan Nuo felt that Zhuang Long should be fine. When he got home, he told Ji Yinbing his judgment. âPerhaps itâs because of his experience in the orphanage when he was young. He will be a little irritable when facing domestic violence. But this is very normal. Everyone has negative emotions, so thereâs no need to worry too much.â
Since Yan Nuo had said so, Ji Yinbing was really relieved.
On the way home after leaving Yan Nuoâs house, Zhuang Long could not help but recall the scene of his adoptive mother treating him well when he was brought home by his adoptive mother. He actually loved his adoptive mother very much, but unfortunately, that kind woman died too early. Zhuang Long parked the car by the roadside, took out his phone, and dialed a number that he rarely contacted.
âHello?â The man on the other end of the phone looked older and his voice was less energetic, but his deep and charming voice was still filled with charm.
Zhuang Long had already changed his number, but he had never deleted Marvinâs number.
This was the first time Zhuang Long used his private phone number to contact Marvin.
Marvin did not have Zhuang Longâs number in his phone, so he did not know who was calling him. When he did not hear the person on the other end of the phone, Marvin was silent for a moment before asking, âIs it Ah Long?â
Zhuang Long was a little surprised.
He asked Marvin in a deep voice, âHow did you know it was me?â
Marvin said, âYouâre my child.â
Youâre my child.
When Zhuang Long heard this, he could not say what he was thinking. He could not help but smile and ask Marvin, âHow have you been recently, Marvin?â
âNot bad.â
âAiden is about to go to university, right? He must have done very well, right?â Aiden was the son of Marvin and his remarried wife. He happened to be going to university this year. Zhuang Long had never seen Aiden in person, but there were photos of him.
At the mention of his own son, Marvin couldnât help but sound proud. He said, âHeâs not bad either. He got into Oxford.â
Zhuang Long congratulated him.
Marvin was about to be smug when he heard Zhuang Long say arrogantly, âBut I went to Harvardâ¦â
Marvin was speechless.
âYouâre even better.â
Zhuang Long snorted and reluctantly accepted his adoptive fatherâs praise.
This adopted son would not call him easily. The last time he called was on the night of his divorce. After so many years, Marvin was really surprised to receive a call from his adopted son again. He asked Zhuang Long with concern, âAh Long, did something unhappy happen to you?â