[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

The face that was originally only sealed in the depths of memory appeared in front of him without warning at this time. Ke Ai subconsciously hid behind the tall body of the secretary, and then walked back without warning.

Xie Yuan's reaction was extremely fast, he quickly stood up and chased after him, and walked in before the elevator door closed.

After the elevator door closed, Ke Ai squatted down against the inner wall of the elevator suddenly, and shrunk the painting into a small ball. The painting tools that he usually regarded as treasures were also scattered on the floor of the elevator.

The more strange Ke Ai was, the more worried Xie Yuan was. He also squatted down, and gently patted Ke Ai's back with his generous palm, and then hugged the small Ke Ai in his arms, patiently Consolingly said: "Ke Ai is not afraid, my brother is here, with my brother here, my brother will protect you."

After Xie Yuan took Ke Ai back five years ago, he immediately asked their parents to call a psychologist for Ke Ai. Even though the action was as fast as possible, it still didn't help.

A professional doctor asserted that it was because of the huge stimulation that he closed his heart, resisted contact with outsiders, and even gradually began to be quiet, like a doll.

Similar to autism, I resist outsiders entering my inner world, even relatives and psychologists.

Xie Yuan has always blamed himself. When he decided to send Ke Ai away, it was because his other younger brother who was in the rebellious period felt that Ke Ai's character was too weak and delicate, and because of Ke Ai's own request, he helped him transfer to another school. To the city in that strange country.

Ke Ai once sat on the sofa when he left them and emphasized to them that the reason he wanted to leave his parents was because Cupid told him in his dream that he wanted him to follow Cupid's trail to find the lover of his dreams The appearance seems to be still in front of my eyes.

Xie Zhuo, who used to despise Ke Ai for being too noisy, regretted it too much. He watched Ke Ai quiet all the time like a puppet, hugging the puppet he brought back from that country, neither noisy nor noisy.

Fortunately, because of an accident, Xie Yuan found that Ke Ai seemed to be very interested in painting, so he hired a teacher to teach him to paint, so he didn't sit alone all day like before.

Occasionally, he is willing to change the environment and paint in his elder brother's company.

In the original commercial office, Xie Yuan had someone redecorate it on purpose, and set up a large area in front of the huge French windows for Ke Ai to paint.

It was all fine before, Xie Yuan didn't know why Ke Ai suddenly became so strange today.

Xie Yuan's broad and warm shoulders gave Ke Aimo a great sense of security, and Ke Ai, who had shrunk into a ball and trembled slightly, gradually calmed down, moved his mouth with difficulty, and said in a voice that was so weak that it was almost negligible: "I, ,go home……"

"Okay, okay, go home, brother will take you home, okay? Don't be afraid, Ke Ai, brother is here."

Xie Yuan helped Ke Ai tidy up the painting utensils scattered in the elevator, then walked out holding Ke Ai's wrist, took the key and drove the car himself to send Ke Ai home.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Xie Yuan distractedly glanced at Ke Ai, huddled in the passenger seat, tightly holding his painting utensils in his arms, like a pitiful kitten huddled in a corner after being drenched in the rain.

Jian Zhao, who was thrown in the office, thought of the scene he saw just now, and his heart felt inexplicably tight.

The blond secretary came in with a cup of coffee, and communicated with Jian Zhao in unproficient Chinese. Jian Zhao took a sip of the coffee and replied, "It's okay."

In order to prevent Jian Zhao from getting bored, the secretary found some magazines for Jian Zhao to read.

The Jian Zhao in front of him has a good reputation in the world at present, but he started to emerge a few years ago. He followed his tutor to do research in his sophomore year. In his third year, he independently researched a drug, which has a great impact on a problem that is currently plaguing human beings. The disease has a huge inhibitory effect.

Since it was developed in school, after applying for a patent, Jian Zhao authorized 70.00% of the production rights of Wu to his school.

The remaining 20.00% of the production right is at Jian Zhao's free disposal. The only requirement is that the amount of production is not allowed to be too much, and there are strict regulations.

Even though the regulations are very strict, they still can't cover up the huge profits contained in it.

It is precisely because of this that all major companies at home and abroad want to get the power of attorney from Jian Zhao.

The secretary knew how important this guest was to their boss, and after sending the magazine to relieve boredom, he went to find some magazine medical papers related to Jian Zhao's research.

Jian Zhao seems to be looking through it seriously, but in fact, all he thinks about in his mind are all the details of the short face-to-face with Ke Ai just now.

After so many years of hard study and hard research, it is the belief in his head that supports him to this point.

He wants to be good, to become better.

If Jian Zhao only wanted to live a good life, he would have guarded the properties left to him by his grandparents, which would be enough for him to live his life in peace, but he didn't.

If he was really just an ordinary person like that, mixed among all living beings, without the slightest brilliance, he might never have the chance to have any interaction with Ke Ai again in his life.

Because of liking, because of love, I support Jian Zhao step by step to the present.

Because Ke Ai is good enough and good enough, Jian Zhao privately thinks that he should be good enough to be with Ke Ai.

The person he likes is good enough, which is the motivation to support him to move forward bravely.

In the original book, Jian Zhao chooses to research the zombie vaccine and almost destroys the whole world after being reborn because there is no one around him who can support him to continue to be a good person.

Now, because of someone he likes, Jian Zhao gradually strives to become an internationally famous medical genius. Wealth can no longer be used to measure his value. Everything he owns is more precious than wealth.

Jian Zhao didn't dare to come to Ke Ai until he achieved the current achievement.

I have been thinking about it day and night for so many years and I can't forget it. Now I just met, and even ran away in less than half a minute. If there is nothing wrong with Ke Ai, Jian Zhao doesn't believe it.

After the secretary left, Jian Zhao took a cursory look at the office. There was a soft carpet in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was an easel on which seemed to be an unfinished work.

In autumn, the setting sun falls on a withered leaf, the orange-yellow light is dim, and the withered and holed leaves make the whole painting very dark.

There are a few small dolls on the carpet, a cartoon-style glass on the main desk, and an unopened box of paintbrushes.

With these, it is enough to see that the man he just saw was very conniving towards Ke Ai.

After so many years, Jing Shao's development under the leadership of Jian Zhao is not bad. It is not difficult to find some information, but Xie Yuan and his family protect Ke Ai very well, and no information is leaked to the outside world, even his name is outsider. Do not know at all.

Jian Zhao picked up the coffee that the secretary brought to him not long ago, and took a sip, his mouth full of bitterness.

He desperately wanted to know what happened to Ke Ai, but he had already come to this point. If Ke Ai's family hated him by being too impulsive, it would be very troublesome in the future. Jian Zhao barely suppressed his restless heart.

Before he could calm down, the door of the office was opened, and a blond man in a suit walked in, holding a folder in his hand, and he spoke Chinese proficiently.

"Oh, sorry, our president may not be able to continue discussing with you today, and I will do it for you."

"Can I ask why?"

Jian Zhao inquired without a trace, and Alan's eyes flashed a hint of vigilance when he heard Jian Zhao's words, and then raised the corners of his lips, spread his hands innocently, and replied: "Oh, I can't tell you the specifics. Sure, it's probably because I'm more handsome than our president."

He avoided relevant topics without any trace, and then continued to talk about the issue of patent authorization. The part of the use right that Jian Zhao himself won was to authorize them, but he didn't say it directly, and continued to be vague.

He needs a reason, a reason to stay here aboveboard and continue to see Ke Ai.

Xie Yuan took Ke Ai back home, drove the car directly to the door of their villa, then handed over the key to the butler, and brought Ke Ai into the house.

Xie's father and Xie's mother are both at home today. Ke Ai follows his mother's surname. On the other sofa, there is a young man who is dyed bright red and is playing games with a mobile phone in his hands. Hearing footsteps, he saw Xie Yuan walked in front, raised his eyelids, and continued playing games.

Is it important that my brother has games?

Immediately afterwards, Ke Ai walked in, and Xie Zhuo, who had a fierce face just now, threw his phone on the sofa, put on his slippers and walked in front of Ke Ai.

"Ke Ai, today is..."

When you see Ke Ai's reddish eyes clearly, it looks like a Tyrannosaurus Rex breathing fire.

Protecting Ke Ai behind him, looking at Xie Yuan with hostility, scolded: "Did you bully Ke Ai behind my back?"

Xie Yuan pinched his eyebrows helplessly, and replied in a low voice: "No, Ke Ai felt a little strange when he entered my office today, so I sent him back."

—Ke Ai, who looks like a porcelain doll quietly, stumbled and opened his mouth today, staring at Xie Zhuo with a pair of clear and beautiful eyes like a child, and whispered: "Brother, I, I don't want to go out."

It took a lot of effort to let Ke Ai move out of his shrunken small world, but under Ke Ai's depressed and wronged appearance, they chose to compromise.

Xie Zhuo is the most unprincipled towards Ke Ai. He always thinks that his dislike of Ke Ai for being too noisy at the beginning was the fuse that led him to want to grow up alone. He blames himself and feels guilty, so he can only treat him better.

"Then don't go out, who dares to let you go out and teach him to be a man with one fist."

Ke Ai, who was approved by his family not to go out, went downstairs to have breakfast after getting up the next day, and saw an unexpected person in the living room.