I quietly watch you play

The former landlord was called Zuo Lie, who was related to Jiang's family by marriage, and was not a direct descendant in this family, so he often went to hang out with Jiang's family.

The left column continued to gossip: "I heard that he is a top student in the Department of Architecture of Danyang University, a first-class scholarship every year, or some kind of student chairman, with a lot of fans... This time he is gilded, I'm afraid he won't be able to get it ...By the way, your great-grandfather and grandma are also Dan Da, no wonder you prefer him, it's just a coincidence..."

"Fart!" Jiang Youlai slapped the card: "By selling blood to enter Jiang's house, a vixen's cub has face?!"

The heirs of wealthy families also have their own chains of contempt. The one at the top is naturally the eldest grandson of a direct relative like Zhou Wei.

Then there is the second son of a long family like Pei Qin, who is not doing business but has his father and brother covering his head, and there are people following behind him to make money. He is a real wealthy idler.

Once again, the child born to the stepmother and the second room has no worries about the status, and it is not uncommon for the salted fish to turn over and overwhelm the rightful master. It depends on personal ability.

The in-laws and children who are married, such as Jiang Youyuan, who is the grandson of the Jiang family with the mother's surname, are also considered family members and receive pocket money on a monthly basis.

In the end, it is the illegitimate child like Jiang Xiaoqi, and he is not raised at home since he was a child, and he only recognizes this kind when he is very old.

They are called "wild species" in dog blood ethics dramas, and usually the identity of the mother is not honorable. It takes several rounds of paternity tests to finally confirm the blood relationship.

"Selling blood?" Zhou Wei has never heard of this method of dating. There are those who sell misery, those who sell their lives, and those who sell public opinion... I have never heard that selling blood can also recognize the ancestors.

He doesn't usually listen to gossip, it's purely technical curiosity.

Pei Qin handed him a cigarette, a single pack of light cigarettes, very delicate, and he didn't know where he got it to make Zhou Wei happy.

Zhou Wei picked it up, didn't order it, and played around with his fingers.

Pei Qin clicked and played with the lighter: "Uncle Jiang's illness was the bone marrow donated by that kid. You were still in Italy at the time, so I didn't think of telling you about it."

"Oh." Zhou Wei responded dully, thinking that the gang of wolves of the Jiang family really have no conscience, aren't they lifesavers?Why are you so shameless?

Thinking about it again, Jiang Youlai's father was not the one who died, but their family became Jiang Baichang's only heir. Now that Jiang Xiaoteng is rescued, there will be two more competitors, and the mentality of the second room will inevitably collapse.

"Bone marrow donation is anonymous!" Jiang Youlai was furious: "I don't know what method I used to find the old man, and even came up with a paternity test. My brother also said it was fake! Fuck! My dad was thinking about it." I sent some money away, what happened! I just forced the old man to recognize him, so fuck me..."

Zhou Wei heard some brain pain in Italy. Two weeks ago, he was forced to drop out of school from Florence by Mr. Zhou and return to China. He was under house arrest in Danyang with his passport under house arrest.

He heard something about the Jiang family. It was nothing more than that Jiang Xiaoteng, Jiang Baichang's most important son, was suddenly diagnosed with leukemia. He was in his 40s and was in his prime. He helped Jiang Baichang control Jiang Sheng International's big business.

For a while, the Jiang family went around filtering bone marrow banks, even foreign ones, and failed to find a successful match for more than a year. The transportation expenses for the potential donors who passed the preliminary screening added up to an astronomical figure.

Jiang Bochang went to the battle himself, forcing all the blood relatives of the Jiang family to go for a test match, but there was still not a single case available.

Originally, a large consortium like the Jiang family could use all kinds of resources. It was not difficult to find a match. The difficulty was that the blood type passed down by the Jiang family was Rh-negative panda blood. It was very difficult to find a blood donor like this, let alone It's bone marrow donation.

Later, Zhou Wei heard abroad that he had found a successful match, and it took half a year to confirm that the transplant was successful and he was initially cured. The Jiang family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, I heard that the donor the Jiang family found was not an outsider at all, but an illegitimate child left behind.

Immediately, various gossips were flying around, everyone guessed that this man was Jiang Xiaoteng's son, and the deep love between husband and wife was just a superficial phenomenon, except for a silly son, the boss of the Jiang family finally had a successor.There is also news that this person is Jiang Baichang's grandson, and his mother Jiang Zhen is an illegitimate daughter...

At that time, Zhou Wei was struggling to stay in the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, so he really didn't want to be distracted by this kind of gossip, so he missed many details until today and was forced to make up lessons.

Pei Qin sent a private message to Zhou Wei on his mobile phone: [I don't think Jiang Xiaoqi's mother and son took the initiative to post it. If they wanted to post it, they would have already posted it. Why wait until the children are grown up?Inspirational plot? 】

Zhou Wei looked at his phone, burst out laughing, and replied: 【Who knows?none of my business. 】

Pei Qin is a big rogue who usually plays around and flirts with whoever he catches, but he's actually quite kind, otherwise Zhou Wei wouldn't have gotten so close to him.

Zuo Lie followed Jiang Youlai's hair and continued to rub the fire for him: "It is said that the two girls are so poor that they can rent a house, and the house price in Bitan is only a few dollars! This is so cool, the noble son of the poor family flies on the branch and turns into a phoenix, and the mother It's expensive..."

Zhou Wei bothered him like this, and he was not afraid of big troubles when he watched the excitement. Jiang Youlai, an idiot, kept cooperating and was about to be blown up by him.

"Let's go first, I'm going to take a shower." Zhou Wei stepped on his shoes and stood up, throwing the clothes to Pei Qin.

Jiang Youlai became furious, and forgot to lend the bathroom to Zhou Wei, so he wasted money on the dried fruit dish.

After leaving the banquet for a while, Zhou Wei went around to the main building behind along the path. Everyone who works here knows Mr. Zhou, so even if you don't want to find You Ting, you can just open an empty guest room and rush.

Zhou Wei raised his hands to cover his yawns. He didn't go to bed until dawn, and he called his grandfather to lecture him early in the morning. With the change of seasons to cool down, he caught a cold without any surprises.

It just happened to coincide with the big day of the Jiang family and they had to come. Apart from recognizing Jiang Xiaoqi back today, the Jiang family also wanted to celebrate the birthday of Jiang Xiaoteng's only son, Jiang Yunian.

Originally, it was fine for uncles and nephews to rejoice, but it was a delicate operation to arrange Jiang Xiaoqi's recognition of his ancestors and the birthday of a mentally handicapped junior together.

The Jiang family held a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. After the matter was done, they even played the family card to cover it up, deliberately arousing people's daydreams. It was really interesting.

Zhou Wei thought about these things and it was even more troublesome. Ding Xingwang, the great master of Jiang's family, fought openly and secretly for a share of Jiang Sheng International's soup. Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were competing.

From this point of view, their Zhou family is simply too harmonious. Grandfather Zhou Chen has only one son, his father Zhou Shuzhi, and Zhou Shuzhi has only two sons, Zhou Wei and his younger brother Zhou Lei.

Who said that "every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite"?What is difficult for the Zhou family is that there are few people, and no one is willing to carry the flag, which makes Mr. Zhou unable to retire at the age of 70.

Originally Zhou did not plan for a long time before he successfully applied to the Florence Academy of Fine Arts, and lied to his grandfather that he was going to Italy to study economics and management.

As a result, within a year, the conspiracy was revealed, and Zhou Wei was forced to say goodbye to alumni such as Da Vinci and Michelangelo, and returned to China to inherit the family business.

Wouldn't it be good to give it all to Zhou Lei?It doesn't take much money for him to eat and wait to die.

"Mr. Zhou." The villa housekeeper greeted him.

Zhou Wei nodded: "Help me find an empty guest room to take a shower, any one will do." He doesn't plan to stay overnight, it's only a matter of ten minutes.

"Okay." The butler assigned the work to the waiter who had just changed shift, and led Zhou Wei to pick up the key.

Jingwan’s keys are all kept for spare, the button-shaped induction lock, and the room number embedded on the back of the keychain, like a hotel-style apartment.

"This room has the best view." The young waiter handed over the key with both hands, and Zhou Wei took it: "Thank you."

The design of this villa is very interesting. There are many rooms, but they are not big. They are scattered along the corridor. The doors of every two rooms are neither next to nor facing each other. There are more than [-] rooms in one building, and the privacy is also considered. It's the limit.

Mr. Jiang is also very willful in allocating rooms. Starting from 4A, he is first come, first served, and he cannot choose which one he catches up with.Anyway, these people can't live for two days a year, and most of the rooms are vacant.

The remaining unoccupied rooms are the guest rooms. The room number Zhou Wei got was 2B. The corner of his mouth twitched, thinking that I was lucky, and if I got unlucky, I would be scolded for taking a number plate.

Zhou Wei had no taboos, with his left hand in his pocket, his right hand wrapped around 2B's keychain in a wave, looking for a room along the corridor on the second floor, swiping open with a beep.

In the room, only the standby luminous lighting was turned on, and Zhou Wei did not turn on the lights. He turned into the bathroom easily, and the frosted bathroom was lit with white light like thick fog.

He pressed the panel to increase the water temperature to 38 degrees. The last person who used this bathroom was probably not a donkey, and the water temperature of 33 degrees was enough for a donkey!On weekends, the water temperature was raised by [-].

It may be a low-grade fever, but Zhou Wei doesn't feel the water is hot, and wants to sweat for a few more minutes to get over the cold.

The hot water sprayed on the body and raised a fine mist, and the moisture entered the nasal cavity with the panting, which was very comfortable.

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"Jiang, Mr. Jiang." The waiter bowed sideways in the corridor, not quite getting used to the new Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Xiaoqi stared at the top of his lowered head for a few seconds, and walked away without any reaction. The keychain hooked by the middle finger shook and flipped on the side of the leg. For a while, it was the front sensor plate, and for a while, it was the door plate on the back, 2B.

It seems that all living beings are equal in this world, but in fact there is an invisible moat, as if the blood of the Jiang family is clearly flowing, and those nights and nights outside, the rich clothes and fine food, and he was still struggling half a year ago whether he should give up studying for graduate school and work early to make money .

When Jiang Xiaoteng was ill, he could screen tens of thousands of bone marrow donors to find donors, and even use the foundation to collect rare blood types to secretly check whether they are suitable for marrow donation under the banner of public welfare;

And his mother, Jiang Zhen, was ill, and asked her grandpa to tell her grandma even when she was waiting for a hospital bed, and she was even reluctant to use better medicines to delay the pain.

Jiang Xiaoqi sneered, he had every reason to believe that if he hadn't voluntarily signed the donation letter, the Jiang family would have found a way to take away his hematopoietic stem cells, and even his life.

That period of time was unbearable, with endless physical examinations, repeated injections of mobilizing agents, and a maximum of two collections of hematopoietic stem cells for ordinary donations, and he was collected five times.

Jiang Xiaoqi was originally in good health, but it was inevitable that he would be worn out after this hard toss, and he was born with a blood coagulation disorder, so he was actually not suitable for surgery, so he was forced to arrange it.

In order to save Jiang Xiaoteng's life, he almost took his own.

It was not until it was confirmed that Jiang Xiaoteng was initially cured that Jiang Baichang put it on the agenda to admit him back to the Jiang family, as if the blood relationship was the carrot that drove the donkey to walk.

That day in Jiang Baichang's study room, the man behind the solid wooden table was covered with frost, but he was at the top of power like a twilight lion king, and his sharp eyes scanned him slowly.

He said: "Jiang Qi, when your mother insisted on taking you away to live her own life, she felt that staying in Jiang's house was not free."

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't answer, it was the scumbag father explaining to him why he didn't fulfill his obligations as a father for 20 years.

He continued: "I am very relieved about Xiaoteng's matter, and I have found you back with one stone. I can give you a choice about your return to Jiang's house. If you feel awkward about your status, you can declare that your mother Jiang Zhen is The adopted daughter of the Jiang family, his son is naturally also my Jiang family."

Jiang Xiaoqi suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Bochang, the two eyes that looked at each other were so similar, as if there were invisible curved blades colliding in the air.

This is Jiang Baichang's intention to obscure his identity. It is obvious what he wants to protect and guard against.Jiang Xiaoqi is young, but he is not stupid. Is there anything more embarrassing than recognizing his own woman as his daughter and his own son as his grandfather?

Now that he's back, he won't be ignorant anymore.

Jiang Xiaoqi looked straight into the Lion King's eyes, and replied clearly: "I know my mother, she won't go back to Jiang's house." "Father, my name should be Jiang, Xiao, and Qi."

From that day on, Jiang Xiaoqi was the uncle of the Jiang family's peers and Jiang Xiaoteng's savior.No matter how upset those little brats were, no matter how much they looked down on him, they couldn't beat the pressure of seniority.

Jiang Xiaoqi doesn't need to give anyone a good look, put on a mask of indifference, he only takes what he deserves, he wants to take what he deserves.

2B, the mask of indifference almost collapsed when swiping the card, this...wasn't it intentional to punish him?

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Zhou Wei took a shower, turned off the water curtain, and swayed his back and arms in the bathroom to relax his muscles and bones. Superman, Deadpool, Rukawa Kaede, Ultraman... Rei Ayanami.

This room is indeed magical, cursed by the house number.

He grabbed the bathrobe hanging next to him and wrapped it casually, his wet hair was still dripping, and he walked out barefoot while wearing a belt.

Ho!

As soon as he stepped out of the glass sliding door, he suddenly faced a figure, Zhou Wei swallowed a scream that was at least a hundred decibels, and almost vomited his heart out.

"Damn it!" Zhou Wei's hands trembling as he tied his belt, accidentally tied a knot, "Who are you?!"

The author has something to say:

Butler: Come on, line up, hold the number plate of 2...

Jiang Xiaoqi: Rei Ayanami is not bad~

I can't hold my farts, I can't keep my manuscripts, I will work hard to keep updating, about 11 o'clock every day, and any revisions during the rest of the time are just catching bugs.

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Thanks to Sister Yue for the nutrient solution, and to Sister Yue, Su, and Maomao for the mines!bow!