When an old pervert marries a young workman

Chapter 26

This year, Su Yao's birthday gift is a game company worth one billion US dollars.

He stared dumbfounded at the business card, which said "CEO of Lieyun Games, Wei Kaixing."

Su Yao said blankly: "Lieyun Game is that... that... the one who made "Black Obsidian Night"... Lieyun... that..."

Qin Xiangyuan said: "I'm not too sure about their game projects, you can ask this person directly to find out."

The news of the replacement of Lieyun Game’s patron has been circulating for a while, and Wei Kaixing even smiled and praised the new boss for his generous spending at this year’s new version conference.

But Su Yao never expected that the company he played games for five years would become his birthday present on this day, and Qin Xiangyuan put it lightly in his palm.

One billion US dollars is too huge for Su Yao, but "Black Glory Night" is his belief throughout his boyhood.

Now, "Night of Hei Yao" is his.

Really... is it really his?

This expensive gift frightened Su Yao. After returning home, he was still hugging Qin Xiangyuan's neck at a loss, muttering that he didn't know how to repay such a generous benefactor.

Qin Xiangyuan supervised the little cat to brush its teeth, wash its face and go to bed early.

Su Yao gritted her toothbrush and said vaguely: "You give me such a valuable company, you are not afraid that I will donate money and run away."

Qin Xiangyuan gave Su Yao a mouthwash cup expressionlessly: "It's all married property, if you want to donate money, you should be able to divorce me."

Su Yao was taken aback.

He always forgot that he and Qin Xiangyuan were actually legal couples.

The identity gap between them is too big, and Qin Xiangyuan is always fierce and strong, Su Yao nestled in the position of "nurtured canary" cowardly, not daring to move at all, for fear of being too intimate and provoking others joke.

Qin Xiangyuan tapped the toothbrush in Su Yao's hand: "Three strokes to the left and three strokes to the right, both vertically and vertically, don't try to be lazy."

Su Yao shouted foam, muttering indistinctly: "You old pervert, brushing your teeth is fine."

Qin Xiangyuan not only cared about how Su Yao brushed his teeth, but also cared about the time Su Yao slept, the number of pages he brushed, and what clothes he would wear tomorrow.

Su Yao softly protested: "I don't go out, why can't I wear pajamas at home?"

Qin Xiangyuan said, "No."

Su Yao sat on the bed like a duckling and looked up at the old man in a suit and leather shoes, angrily: "Why not?"

Qin Xiangyuan said seriously: "I will lose control."

Su Yao's little face turned red, and she got into the quilt with the clothes she wanted to return, slammed her, and came out with her messy hair, and muttered in a low voice, "Pervert."

The home clothes Qin Xiangyuan chose were very comfortable, and Su Yao stepped on plush slippers to go to the study to do homework.

Qin Xiangyuan was going to a meeting this morning. He was wearing a neat suit and a gray striped tie. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor made Su Yao's heart tremble.

Su Yao sat on the student chair, raised his head and blinked at the old man above him: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Qin Xiangyuan pinched his little cheek: "I'm expecting me to leave, what do you want to do badly, huh?"

Su Yao said guiltily, "No...no..."

Qin Xiangyuan narrowed his eyes threateningly: "Huh?"

Su Yao tugged on Qin Xiangyuan's sleeve, tugged gently, and asked boldly, "I...I am the boss of a game company now, should I care about the company's business development or something..."

Qin Xiangyuan saw through the little kid's little thoughts at a glance: "Want to play a game?"

Su Yao muttered in a low voice confidently: ""The Night of the Black Glory" is about to release a new version, I...I want to check their results!"

Qin Xiangyuan was a little helpless, but also wanted to laugh.

Sure enough, he has the temper of a child, with a billion-dollar company in his hand, but he only wants to play the closed beta.

Qin Xiangyuan pressed Su Yao in front of the desk, went out to make a phone call, and came back and said to Su Yao: "The new version hasn't been finished yet, and you won't be able to play even if you go there. They will send you a trial version in advance when the internal test starts." Playing with the account, now you obediently do the questions for me."

Su Yao bit the pen holder angrily, and began to fight Wu San to the end.

Qin Xiangyuan is neither warm nor hospitable, and never invites guests to sit at home.

So Su Yao was very reckless at home, either running around in the living room in pajamas, or drinking juice with his feet on the dining table.

It will take three hours for the shit shoveler to come home. Before that, the kitten can wreak havoc as much as he likes, can't he?

Su Yao sat on the back of the sofa with bare feet, biting a piece of beef jerky and happily watching a sand sculpture TV series.

Suddenly there was the sound of a car outside the door, and a Rolls Royce with a very unfamiliar license plate stopped at the door of the house.

Su Yao thought it was Qin Xiangyuan who came back early, hurriedly stuffed the beef jerky into the sofa cushion, switched the TV to the chemical distance education video, and sat on the sofa with a serious face while watching and taking notes.

But it was a strange old couple who got out of the car.

Her husband is tall and majestic. Although his face is covered with wrinkles, he still looks like Qin Xiangyuan.

The wife is tall and tall, and even though she is not young, her hair is white, but she still wears a meticulous high-end dress and sharp stiletto heels.

The husband and wife both looked noble and stern, and they walked into the house arm in arm.

The driver opened the door in front: "Sir, madam, the young master doesn't seem to be at home."

Su Yao slid into the back of the bookshelf in the living room with a "chuckle".

The little milk cat picked up by him was sleeping here, and it was so frightened that it raised its tail and "meowed".

Su Yao hurriedly knelt down and gestured to the little milk cat: "Shhhhhhhhh"

The old lady frowned slightly when she heard the cat meowing: "Xiang Yuan has a cat? Didn't he hate those cats and dogs the most?"

Su Yao didn't dare to make a sound, squatting behind the bookshelf to look at this group of strange and uninvited guests.

The gate outside the yard has a facial recognition smart lock, and people who have not registered can't get in at all, so the people who come in will only be Qin Xiangyuan's relatives and friends.

But Su Yao was the worst at dealing with such condescending rich strangers, so he could only squat in the corner, anxiously hoping that Qin Xiangyuan would come back soon.

Damn old pervert, he didn't even leave his cell phone, that's too much!

The kitten hates the feeling of territory being violated the most. He will feel itchy claws and teeth, and want to bite someone angrily.

Two uninvited guests sat on the sofa.

The old man frowned watching the remote chemistry class shown on TV.

The old woman squeezed out a piece of beef jerky with tooth marks from behind the sofa cushion: "..."

The driver went to the tea cabinet with ease and got a box of Dianhong, and took out a set of white glazed tea set from the kitchen cabinet, rinsed and disinfected it and brewed tea.

Su Yao didn't even know that there was also a white glaze tea set there.

The safe area in the little cat's heart was forced to shrink little by little, as if he was the uninvited guest who strayed here.

The old man turned off the distance class.

The old woman left the sofa in disgust, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and sat on the rattan chair in the living room: "Who did Xiang Yuan raise, and what kind of mess is this house in?"

The old man said: "They didn't invite you to come here. If you insist on coming, why do you dislike it?"

The old woman looked at the rustic sofa cover, then at the colorful plush rug on the floor. The 70 antique wine rack has become a snack cabinet, stuffed with potato chips, yogurt and small cakes in a mess.

The old man lived a delicate and elegant life all his life, and he was almost outraged by this messy living room.

The old man was very calm: "Didn't you say that the starlet Xiang Yuan raised lives at home? Xiao Wang, we are here as guests, so we must be courteous. You go upstairs and look for it. If you find someone, just say hello. "

The driver said, "Yes, sir."

The driver went upstairs to find someone, and the old couple sat in the living room chatting.

The old woman said: "I said back then, let Xiang Yuan get married early and start a family early, so that he can take care of him. You just don't care, these years he has been messing around outside, changing ten lovers a year, Are you happy?"

When Su Yao heard these words, she felt a little unhappy.

He pinched the little milk cat's ears, and mouthed: "Old rascal, big pervert."

The little milk cat couldn't understand what the owner was saying, but the owner played with it, and it threw itself into Su Yao's arms happily, making a sticky "meow~".

The old woman stood up suspiciously: "Is Xiang Yuan really raising a cat?"

The old man said: "Did you hear me wrong? Xiang Yuan hated serving kittens and dogs since he was a child. He would not be happy if you asked him to take your pug out for a walk."

The old woman said, "Yes, I must have heard the cat meow."

She followed the voice in her memory to find it, getting closer and closer to the bookshelf.

Su Yao hugged the little milk cat nervously and curled up into a ball.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, and the two old men wouldn't eat him.

But he was trembling with nervousness, not knowing how to face such an embarrassing situation.

The little milk cat sensed the nervousness of its owner, and its small body also became tense, and yelled loudly, "Meow!!!"

After the old woman came to the bookshelf, she found a small kitten the size of a palm from a pile of sundries.

And a... a little boy who was on the verge of crying.

The old woman rubbed her eyes to make sure it wasn't her own presbyopia, only then did she realize that this was the starlet raised by her son recently, she frowned and asked, "Your name...what's your name?"

Qin Xiangyuan's office.

He had just finished a meeting and was reviewing the minutes and documents sent to him by various departments.

Zhou Li hurried in, half joking and half earnestly saying anxiously: "Mr. Qin, first-level alert."

Qin Xiangyuan was taken aback by him, and angrily threw a stack of signed documents into his arms: "What's the matter?"

The first-level alert is one of the small jokes that Zhou Li, a meticulous humanoid AI, occasionally makes. When he says this, it means that there are some small situations that are a bit troublesome but not difficult to solve.

Zhou Li held the document and smiled: "Your parents went to your residence half an hour ago, and they may...have met Su Yao."