One Net Love

With a role in Hollywood, it became popular all over the world.It’s just that there are many people who are popular, and Karl was soon involved in a child abuse case, so choosing to contribute to charity at this time has a different meaning.

It doesn't matter whether he is sincere or false, as long as he pays for it.Jiang Hui hooked the corner of his mouth and stuffed a piece of watermelon into his mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Carl smiled warmly: "Welcome to the dinner of the Liverpool Tennis Charity Competition. I am Carl Dixon. It is a great honor to meet all the famous sports players. I am a tennis lover and I am very happy I admire everyone for their outstanding ability. I hope everyone will have fun and work together for charity!"

The camera flickers and flickers non-stop.

Carl's words made the already fiery banquet even more intense. The air was full of the intoxicating aroma of wine, the heater was well turned on, coupled with the restless cheers of the crowd and the agitation of the music, Jiang Hui's body felt a thin layer of pain. Layers of sweat.

Cheng Yizhou even unbuttoned his collar and pulled his tie, revealing his sexy and alluring collarbone.

Anyway, it's your own, don't look at it for nothing.

Reassuring himself in his heart, Jiang Hui stared straight at Cheng Yizhou's beautiful spring.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Cheng Yizhou's mouth, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. When did he, Cheng Yizhou, rely on selling meat to win other people's attention?

Damn, why does he feel a little proud!

"Hello, Mr. Champion from China." Just as the two were immersed in their own world, Carl came to them with a wine glass at some point.

Chinese and foreign aesthetics have always been different, but this sentence is not suitable for Cheng Yizhou, who let him have a little bit of Asian and European blood, and the result is that the beauties on both sides have pink bubbles in their eyes.

"Hello." Cheng Yizhou stood up from the chair and bowed politely.

"It is said that Mr. Cheng is a person who doesn't like to socialize. I didn't expect to have the honor to meet you here today. I was really surprised."

He is very humble and polite, but there is always something uncomfortable in the inside and outside of the words.

"Mr. Dixon, you are being polite. Everyone is here for the sake of the children, how can it be called a social evening with singing and dancing?" Cheng Yizhou's tone was full of peace.

Saying this from a person who hates children and is allergic to children is really 120 points creepy and capitalized... Shameless.

Jiang Hui couldn't help but smile.

This smile made Carl look back at Jiang Hui.

"Who is this……"

Jiang Hui smiled: "Hi, I'm Jiang Hui."

No matter how he is also a big star, even if the focus is always on Cheng Yizhou, it is still necessary to get acquainted with him.

"I haven't heard of it." Carl shook his glass and smiled lightly.

Despise! Definitely despise!

The veins on Jiang Hui's forehead twitched.

"That's natural. With so many famous people in the world, Mr. Dixon will inevitably have a little knowledge."

Cheng Yizhou smiled and sat down slowly on the stool.

The person who doesn't give Jiang Hui face, no matter who he is, whether it is a movie king or a king, as long as he can't kill Cheng Yizhou, he will definitely kill others.

Carl's expression was somewhat meaningful, but there was no obvious displeasure. As a star, he received so many kinds of cynicism that he couldn't count ten slaps.If he can be as gentle as Cheng Yizhou, he can wake up from his dreams with a smile.

"Your father intends to invest in a movie recently, and I have already decided to play the male lead. Coincidentally, there is an Asian character in it, so I think..."

Cheng Yizhou put the glass on the table impartially, with moderate strength, but the "click" sound just interrupted the famous superstar.

This man is very upset.Carl was startled, and closed his mouth wisely.

"My mother knows some celebrities, if you need, I can ask for you."

The refusal was so tactful that it was impossible to refute the justification, Cheng Yizhou looked at Karl quietly, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Carl read a faint threat from Cheng Yizhou's eyes, and translated the threat into words he could understand, which probably meant "if you disturb us for another second, I will withdraw the capital." Such meanings.

Carl smiled pretending not to mind, bowed and left with his glass in hand.

"Damn guy." After he left, Cheng Yizhou muttered in Chinese.

Jiang Hui leaned over, picked a strawberry from his plate that didn't look very good-looking and had no appetite at first glance, and stuffed it into Cheng Yizhou's mouth: "I heard that he abused his son before, this kind of person came to speak for a charity competition , which is quite ironic."

Just like Cheng Yizhou, who doesn't like children and wants to earn money for them.

Jiang Hui refrained from saying the last half of the sentence.

"Yizhou, I heard from him that your father invested in a movie, and your father is..."

The smile on the corner of Cheng Yizhou's mouth was a little stiff, he hesitated for a long time, poured ice water into his mouth, and then said: "He has some assets, and he has no place to spend them in his spare time, so he invests randomly."

Jiang Hui was slightly taken aback.

Although he has known Cheng Yizhou for many years and got along almost day and night, his memory of Cheng Yizhou's background and family is always blank.He only knew that Cheng Yizhou's father was a Chinese-English mixed race, and he met and fell in love with Cheng Yizhou's mother in an opera troupe in England.

Jiang Hui no longer knew about the others.Cheng Yizhou seldom mentioned his family. In Jiang Hui's words: he and his family in England are not very close.

"After the game is over, you will see them." Cheng Yizhou hooked his lips: "Don't worry, I won't let them make things difficult for you. Even if they know about our relationship, there will be no problem."

Jiang Hui had a mouthful of water stuck in his throat for a long time without swallowing it.

So Cheng Yizhou planned to recruit to his parents?

No, he and Cheng Yizhou didn't do anything bad, how could they use the word "trick", at most it was frankly lenient and resisting strictness...

☆, causing trouble again!!!

Halfway through the dinner, Jiang Hui and Cheng Yizhou slipped away.The two occupied two huge and conspicuous positions on the blank signature board, one east and one west, which were so big that people would drop their jaws, and each of them left their own names to swear their presence.

Beautiful Chinese fonts at a glance.Let the people who were going to sign in the back walk around in front of the board with pens, choosing corners to write.

The first round of the charity match was carefully arranged by the organizer.In order to attract more people to pay attention to this competition, the organizer specially arranged for Cheng Yizhou to play against Carl Dixon, because the families of these two people are "quite rich", so the loser has to report to the church in the name of the competition. The church donated £[-].

Cheng Yizhou started playing with the racket early in the morning, stretching his muscles, stretching his legs, warming up, and repeating the racket swing.

This is what he does before every game.

Jiang Hui silently made a sign of the cross for Karl in his heart.Seeing Cheng Yizhou like this, he really intends to treat it like a regular game.

"Yi Zhou, for today's game, I think you should hold back a little bit, he is a big star, it would be bad to offend others." Although it might be useless, Jiang Hui still persuaded him.

He doesn't want to be chased and beaten by Carl's fans.

Cheng Yizhou glanced at the beautiful green grass, tugged at his white jersey, knelt down and tied his shoelaces tightly: "Is it okay to offend my fans?"

Taking the racket back from Jiang Hui's hand, Cheng Yizhou looked at Carl in the audience who had a good chat with his friends, and smiled disdainfully: "Since he chooses to stand on the court, I will regard him as an opponent. Besides, I I don’t want to donate 100 pounds in the name of the tournament. Carl’s net worth is over [-] million, if he loses, how can he donate [-]? [-] million is more than enough, isn’t it those children who will benefit?”

Cheng Yizhou's words were full of pride.

Jiang Hui glanced at the crowd of Carl fans. They pulled up long ribbons and held cheering sticks in their hands. The shouting has not stopped since Carl entered the arena.

Look at your fans again.The arrogant British fans had already driven them to the corner of the auditorium, and even the only red banner was half trampled under their feet.

Tsk tsk tsk, really miserable.

Cheng Yizhou wanted to abuse their idol under the watchful eyes of Carl's fans. Jiang Hui couldn't imagine the consequences of this, but he swore that it would definitely not be too good.

"Yi Zhou, Yi Zhou." Jiang Hui hurriedly stopped Cheng Yizhou before he entered the stage: "I know you are amazing, the whole world knows you are amazing, but EQ, EQ, do you know? You just let him go a little bit."

Cheng Yizhou looked at Jiang Hui with a blank expression on his face.

"Okay." After a pause as long as several centuries, Cheng Yizhou finally gave Jiang Hui an answer.

For these two words, Jiang Hui said that he didn't really believe them.

The game time was six o'clock in the evening, bright lights were on in the stadium, and the hostess in a blue dress walked to the central net belt of the stadium with her partner in a neat suit.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the opening match of the Liverpool Charity Tennis Tournament." The hostess' voice was full of excitement and joy, which once made Jiang Hui suspect that she was also a fan of Karl.

With just a few words from the host, the atmosphere of the competition was heated up, especially when Karl's name was called, the cheers in the arena were so enthusiastic that the roof almost fell off.

Karl was dressed in a simple and capable blue ball uniform, with a symbolic white belt tied on his head, and swayed into the arena amidst the host's introduction.

He subconsciously glanced at Cheng Yizhou who was drinking water, his eyes were full of smiles and pride.

He is indeed something to be proud of. This is the arena that belongs to tennis players, but now it has been manipulated into his palm and turned into his home court. He is looking forward to how the champion from China will play against him today.

Sitting in the auditorium, Jiang Hui stared wide-eyed, expressing with an anxious expression that he was also looking forward to it.

It is inappropriate to say that this match is a competition, not to mention that Cheng Yizhou's opponent is not a tennis player at all, and there are only two small caddies in the court alone, and there is not even an official referee. The game is too far away.

The organizer was very worried about this event, and invited the mayor of the small town to be the referee.The old mayor, with gray hair, tremblingly stepped onto the high referee seat under the push of a group of people.

God, he must have hated this match.

Jiang Hui's doubts and worries were confirmed after seeing Cheng Yizhou's first serve.

Cheng Yizhou's serve was fast and hard, and it hit Carl's feet straight. This kind of chasing style is Cheng Yizhou's usual use, and even Jiang Hui couldn't resist it.

Carl, who was facing the net, was stunned for a moment, this bastard...

There was a deathly silence.

Cheng Yizhou silently took the ball from the caddy and stuffed one into his trouser pocket.

"Who is this, why are you so rude?"

Jiang Hui heard someone whispering behind him.

"I heard it's a Chinese player."

"Knowing that our Karl is not a professional, it's still like this. It's really not polite at all."

"Yeah, how did the organizer invite this kind of person to communicate with Carl? It's simply not a gentleman."

"..."

Jiang Hui turned his head and took a look.

"Ma'am, I heard that it is the style of your country not to talk about others behind their backs."

Chinese boys are very rude.

The two of Zhenghuan, who were complaining, looked very ugly, and closed their mouths embarrassingly.

The confrontation on the field is still going on, and it presents a weird atmosphere.

Cheng Yizhou on one side is still aggressive. For Carl's serve, he just swings his racket to score. For his own serve, it is even easier. In order to prevent Carl from getting too tired and hurting the hearts of fans, Mr. Champion simply didn't even hit the ball. Let him touch it.

Consecutive serves go straight to score!

Then, in order to save his face in front of the fans, Carl fell down unsurprisingly.

With this fall, the anger that had been stuffed up in the chests of all the fans burst out all of a sudden.

"My God, Carl!"

"God! Is he hurt?!"

"What's the matter with that man? Still drinking water? It knocked Carl down!"

"How can such a person come to participate in the competition!"

The exclamation all over the sky finally turned into a unified accusation.Jiang Hui's face became more and more ugly when he heard the orderly "Get out!"

The organizer of the competition walked towards Cheng Yizhou, and several people talked to Cheng Yizhou with hands and feet, but judging from Cheng Yizhou's calm expression, those words had no effect on him.

Cheng Yizhou looked at the worried Jiang Hui and then glanced at the aggrieved fans in the corner. There, a girl with long black hair was rolling up her sleeves and tucking her waist in, speaking in authentic Beijing dialect with a certain British guy next door. The noble lady cursed without a word of swearing.

Cheng Yizhou let go of his half-wet hair, walked to the host step by step amidst the curses in the audience, and took the microphone from the host. He scanned the audience coldly, his eyes only touching When he touched Jiang Hui, he softened slightly.

"Everyone." His voice was full of danger and charm, and the audience fell silent instantly.

"Since everyone thinks that Mr. Carl Dixon should win, I, Cheng Yizhou, will automatically withdraw from the race, but what I want to tell you is."

Cheng Yizhou paused, and said in a deep voice: "I will not donate [-] pounds in the name of the tournament. I retired not because I lost, but because Mr. Carl is no longer enough to be my opponent."

As soon as these words came out, the stadium that had been silent for a long time erupted like a tsunami, as if it wanted to completely engulf Cheng Yizhou.

☆、You are playing with fire***

"Why do you say that?" Someone in the stands shouted rudely at Cheng Yizhou.

Do you have a famous family?Do you have any handsome parents?Do you have a lot of fans?

From that short sentence, Cheng Yizhou made up all kinds of voices of fans who were extremely angry.

Cheng Yizhou looked at Jiang Hui, smiled at him, and then went to the fans who had been seeking justice for him: "Sorry, I can't show you a complete game, even if it's for entertainment, it shouldn't be played like this .sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't need to apologize, we don't bother to watch this kind of game, come on! We will always support you."

Several female fans were so wronged that they almost cried.

After packing up his things and walking out of the arena with Cheng Yizhou, Jiang Hui sighed helplessly. Cheng Yizhou's temperament is too straight, and he can't turn a corner. No wonder there are very few people who have become friends with him over the years, like Jiang Hui. For such a "survivor", it is really a blessing for three lives to survive, a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes.

Before he came out of the contestant tunnel, the reporters who had heard the news for a long time surrounded Cheng Yizhou in a swarm.

"Cheng Yizhou, why did you retire?"

"Cheng Yizhou, did you have a conflict with Mr. Carl?"

"Please say a few words."

"Why don't you donate money to church churches?"

"..."

Cheng Yizhou's face was sullen and he didn't say a word.Jiang Hui acted as a security guard at the right time. Although he was pushed around by the reporters and occasionally had to rely on Cheng Yizhou for support, fortunately he led Cheng Yizhou to break out.

As soon as he returned to his residence, Jiang Hui received a cross-border call from Zuo Tianhao.

"Jiang Hui, are you causing trouble again?" Zuo Tianhao immediately asked, "Sure enough, if I'm not here for a day, you will have trouble!"

God bless your absence.

Jiang Hui smiled indifferently: "What's the big deal? Isn't it that Cheng Yizhou retired from the race?"

Jiang Hui turned on the speaker and asked Cheng Yizhou to listen too.

Zuo Tianhao at the other end of the conversation smiled exaggeratedly, Jiang Hui could feel his disdain and contempt from far away: "Contestant Jiang Hui, do you know who your brother offended? That is Carl Dixon ! A big star known to everyone in the world! My male god! Let me tell you, if it wasn't for you, I really want to beat that guy Cheng Yizhou on the ground!"

Cheng Yizhou was changing clothes. He took off half of his white jersey, walked over, and replied coldly to the phone: "With all due respect, first, your character is not very good, and second, you can't beat me." of."

There was a long silence on Zuo Tianhao's side. Jiang Hui guessed that he was caught on the spot for poking someone's spine. He didn't know what to say for a while, as if a century had passed before Zuo Tianhao said, " I don't care about you anymore, just explain to the media yourself!" He hung up the phone hastily.

"Hey, I seem to be in trouble again." Jiang Hui casually scrolled through the news. Although it had been more than half an hour since Cheng Yizhou retired from the race, the relevant information still seemed to be unstoppable.

Then, Jiang Hui's phone exploded.

A group of Carl's fans, counted in tens of thousands, and a group of so-called passerby fans bombarded Jiang Hui's Weibo.

Karl, my male god: Cheng Yizhou is rubbish! You don’t even have a world champion and dare to play big names. Fortunately, my idol has seen a lot of little people like you, it’s disgusting. 【Vomit】

Wei Ai: I strongly demand Cheng Yizhou to apologize.

Innocent cannon fodder lying on the gun: To put it bluntly, aren’t they unwilling to donate money? □□Donate money to someone, we can afford [-] pounds, you can't lose your face abroad, can you? 【goodbye】

Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor: Carl can't play tennis, what's wrong with him?

Xiaolongbao: It’s really funny, can’t you play any tennis games? @从从从家花美男

……

……

"Don't look!" Cheng Yizhou turned off the phone for Jiang Hui, and changed into a suit of clothes.

The weather in Liverpool is a bit humid, and there is still a slight chill in the morning and evening. Although it is spring, he still wrapped a scarf around his neck.

"They're scolding you." Jiang Hui cast a sideways glance at Cheng Yizhou.

With an expression of "I really don't know what you think", Cheng Yizhou opened his mouth lightly: "What do you say on the Internet? Hypocritical? Why do I still watch when others scold me? You are looking for guilt. , Jiang Hui."

It made sense, Jiang Hui hurriedly quit Weibo.

Zuo En knocked lightly on the door: "Mr. Cheng, the person in charge of the charity competition is looking for you, hoping to have a talk with you."

"Wait a minute, I'll come."

Cheng Yizhou didn't seem surprised by the visit of the person in charge of the charity competition, as if he had expected it long ago.

Cheng Yizhou simply explained that Jiang Hui was not well.

He said: Because my family is a sponsor.

Jiang Hui, eager to know what happened next, also went down to meet the person in charge of the tournament.

"Mr. Cheng, it's like this. We still hope that you can participate in the next competition." The person who came was a fat man with a beer belly, and his oily face made people want to vomit just by looking at it.

Cheng Yizhou sat quietly on the sofa, enjoying the afternoon tea brought to him by Zuo En: "I believe that Mr. Carl will be more charismatic than me, and besides, my family will not divest because of this matter, I'm not as important as you think."

Jiang Hui, who was watching the whole process, felt a thump in his heart. He suddenly felt that he might have won a benefactor. Cheng Yizhou's family must not be like the "small rich" he described lightly. Have you ever seen someone with little money to sponsor him? A non-profit charity match?

"Ah, Mr. Cheng, of course we won't worry about the sponsorship, but actually, this is your parents' request. I hope you can play the whole game." laugh.

"What I have decided will not change..."

"He will participate, you don't have to worry." Jiang Hui suddenly stepped in and gently pressed Cheng Yizhou's shoulder.

Although Cheng Yizhou was surprised, he didn't answer.

After the person in charge left with a smile on his face, Cheng Yizhou opened his mouth, and gave Jiang Hui a sideways glance with a half-smile: "You did it yourself, can you not push it on me, Ah Hui?"

Jiang Hui leaned over with a flattering face: "Yi Zhou, go ahead, Karl will only fight once, and the rest will not get in the way of your business."

Cheng Yizhou, who was annoyed when he heard the name of a certain big star, turned his head stubbornly: "No."

"Aren't you going to watch my game?" Jiang Hui raised his voice.

"I won't go." Cheng Yizhou vowed to bring out his aloof aura to the extreme.

"Okay." Jiang Hui shrugged helplessly, and moved from this end of the sofa to Cheng Yizhou.

Fingers gently moved down from Cheng Yizhou's forehead, stroked his tall nose bridge, thin lips, and then to his fair and sensitive neck...

Cheng Yizhou's breathing suddenly became heavy.

"Yizhou...are you going?" Bending slightly, Jiang Hui looked at Cheng Yizhou's already flushed face, and every breath he took made Jiang Hui feel more and more proud.

Cheng Yizhou remained silent.

"Ah, you really have backbone." Jiang Hui shook his head regretfully, unbuttoned Cheng Yizhou's collar with his fingers, and poked into...

"Hey!"

His body was like being electrocuted, and the wonderful feeling made him cry out involuntarily.

"Are you going? Yizhou..." Jiang Hui felt a little joy in his heart when he saw that he reacted when he provoked him.

"I'll go, I'll go!" Cheng Yizhou hurriedly disarmed and surrendered.

A glint of success flashed in Jiang Hui's eyes: "It's over if we don't say it."

Just as he withdrew his hand from Cheng Yizhou's collar, the next second, his strength hit his wrist. Cheng Yizhou grabbed his wrist, put his arms around his waist, turned around, and pressed him under him.

Don't tease a man when you are alone, you will be told by me.

These words flashed through Jiang Hui's mind like lightning.

Putting his knees against Jiang Hui's waist, Cheng Yizhou blushed: "Boy, you are playing with fire..."

"Uh...Yi Zhou, should we sit down and have a meal first?"

☆. Cheng Yizhou has a baby? !

"What's for dinner? Didn't you behave very well just now?" Cheng Yizhou put a little force on his knee against his waist.

Jiang Hui turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door.

"Yi Zhou, there are reporters here, do you want me to be in the headlines?"

Cheng Yizhou had the urge to pull the curtains, he was stunned for a long time, and finally let go of Jiang Hui.

"Yi Zhou, you're just too stubborn, well-behaved, and don't know how to turn at all." As soon as he escaped from Cheng Yizhou's clutches, Jiang Hui began to criticize him.

Cheng Yizhou didn't answer.

"Tell me, are you a graduate of the British Butler Academy?" Jiang Hui joked.

Cheng Yizhou "hummed" twice: "After the competition is over, you will meet people who really graduated from the Butler Academy. Believe me, you will go crazy."

**

Cheng Yizhou returned to the arena again, and under Jiang Hui's thousand exhortations, he finally treated the charity match as an entertainment commercial performance.

Although some of Carl's extreme fans would still secretly hide in Cheng Yizhou's way in and out, expressing their dissatisfaction by cursing and throwing water bottles, but fortunately as the schedule progressed, this matter gradually fell silent. down.

Jiang Hui was quite satisfied with this British competition.He had never had the opportunity to compete with foreign players before, and after a game, he always found a new world.

There was originally a thank-you dinner after the charity match, but Cheng Yizhou and Jiang Hui didn't plan to attend. The two returned to the apartment and began to pack their luggage. After a while, Zuo En walked over.

"Sir, there is a man named Douglas outside who said he is coming to pick you up."

Cheng Yizhou picked up the suitcase for Jiang Hui, and explained to Jiang Hui: "He is the son of my driver."

Douglas was a young man in his early twenties, wearing denim clothes and a cowboy hat. When he saw Cheng Yizhou, he lifted his hat slightly, smiled politely, took the box from Cheng Yizhou's hand and shouted: "Dear Master."

Cheng Yizhou looked behind him and saw that there was no car, so he couldn't help asking: "Where is the car?"

Douglas smiled slightly: "Butler Su said that Mr. Jiang is motion sick, so let me take you on the train, and the symptoms will be less."

Jiang Hui was very satisfied after hearing this, and his impression of Butler Su instantly increased.

"Yi Zhou, your housekeeper is really thoughtful."

The sincere praise, coming from Jiang Hui's mouth, made Cheng Yizhou feel a little uncomfortable, and a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth: "He always does this."

It takes more than two hours to travel from Liverpool to London by train, because Butler Su asked Douglas to bring some medicine to relieve motion sickness, and Jiang Hui did not experience motion sickness at all during this journey.

What surprised Jiang Hui even more was that Cheng Yizhou showed no sign of stopping him from those colorful medicines. You know, in the past in China, he was the kind of person who was eager to take apart a cold medicine and check it out.

"There will be no problem with the things he prepared." Cheng Yizhou just replied lightly.

The man Cheng Yizhou mentioned refers to Su Yu, the housekeeper of the Cheng family. His father, Su Yiran, was the housekeeper of the previous generation of the Cheng family. Su Yu graduated from the British Butler Academy five years ago. family trust.

It can be seen that although Cheng Yizhou doesn't like this Su Yu, he trusts him very much.

After coming out of the train station, a beautiful carriage was waiting there, and two white horses were pacing gracefully, showing the style of British aristocrats.

Jiang Hui's eyes were full of surprise, the joy even made him forget that he was about to meet Cheng Yizhou's parents and family.

The carriage moved forward slowly, passed through the bustling and lively streets, and gradually drove towards the deserted suburbs.

Half an hour later, a manor appeared in front of him, and an ancient and majestic castle gradually appeared in Jiang Hui's eyes.

That's right, Cheng Yizhou's family has a castle.

Jiang Hui stared at Cheng Yizhou, with a shocked expression on his face as Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.Well, he just hasn't seen the world, what's the matter?

He really didn't expect the "little wealth" that Cheng Yizhou said to be like this.

You know, Jiang Hui used to only have a monthly salary of more than 5000 in the provincial team. When he went out to play games, almost all of the money he earned was given to the coaching team, and sometimes he even had to rely on family support.

The same is true for Cheng Yizhou. Most of the money is given to the coaches and trainers, and the rest has to buy jerseys and shoes every month. A racket costs thousands or even tens of thousands. The family opened their mouths to ask for money, which once made Jiang Hui suspect that he was being "wrapped and raised".

So, when he saw Cheng Yizhou's family's castle manor, Jiang Hui felt as if he had been slapped hard and loudly, which made him feel ashamed for a moment.

The carriage paced slowly and stopped, standing in front of the gate was a young man in a well-fitting suit, in his early 30s, with short black hair combed neatly, and the white towel in his chest pocket was clean and tidy exposed a corner.

Seeing the carriage, he stepped forward quickly, but stepped forward very steadily, put down a red lacquered round stool on the right side of the carriage, and bowed gracefully: "Young Master, welcome home, Mr. Jiang, you are welcome to be our guest."

His speech is regular and blunt. Although he can't find any flaws that can be faulted, it always makes people feel too distant and difficult to approach.

"Su Yu, long time no see." Cheng Yizhou nodded slightly to him, pulled Jiang Hui who was about to pick up his luggage, and walked towards the manor.

Su Yu leaned over to watch his back, and didn't tell Douglas until he was far away, "Take your luggage to the young master's room and guest room, and remember to change into clean clothes and shoes before entering the door."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the castle. Cheng Yizhou and Jiang Hui in front of him chatted happily without knowing it.

When the maid at the door pushed open the heavy gate of the castle, Cheng Yizhou visibly froze.

The house was lit with an unknown faint fragrance, and the beautiful crystal chandelier illuminated the whole room extremely brightly.

A woman was sitting on the sofa. Hearing the sound, she couldn't help but look over.

In her 40s, her skin is well maintained, making her look younger. She is wearing a long beige dress and holding a magazine in her hand.

Jiang Hui had seen that magazine before. The last time he and Cheng Yizhou appeared on the cover of this magazine, the advertiser specially sent him two copies. Unexpectedly, he could still find it in the far away England.

"Are you back? Do you still remember this home?" Cheng's mother raised her eyebrows. She is an authentic Chinese woman, with every frown and smile, even the way she frowns now has the unique charm of oriental women.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace, and the temperature was very comfortable.

"If you didn't insist on asking me to come back, I'm afraid I really wouldn't remember it." Cheng Yizhou replied lightly, and pushed Jiang Hui forward: "This is my junior brother, Jiang Hui."

"Hello, Auntie." Jiang Hui called out a little cautiously.

Damn it, why does he feel like a little daughter-in-law seeing her mother-in-law?

"Yi Zhou? You're back? I miss you so much!" There was a sudden exclamation from the stairs, and immediately a plump woman ran over, and behind her was a little girl about ten years old. The boys almost fell on the wool rug.

"Aunt Aili!" A smile finally appeared on Cheng Yizhou's face, and he generously reached out and hugged the mixed-race woman, not forgetting to leave a kiss on her face.

Cheng's mother on the sofa looked displeased, cast a jealous sideways glance at Ai Li, and said nothing.

Aili stopped Cheng Yizhou's neck, glanced at Jiang Hui, and whispered in his ear: "What? Take your boyfriend home to meet your parents?"

"Auntie!" Cheng Yizhou subconsciously glanced at Jiang Hui, and the color of his ears changed: "Can you keep your voice down."

He didn't deny it, but told Ai Li to keep her voice down. Jiang Hui was both surprised and happy. He couldn't hide his joy, and looked at Cheng's mother with even more sincerity and fear.

"Aunt." Cheng Yizhou quietly pulled Ai Li aside: "My parents may not let me go back to China easily this time, take a look, can you find a reason to take me away?"

Ai Li nodded exaggeratedly, and then pushed Cheng Yizhou to a distance of five meters. When Cheng Yizhou, who was bewildered and full of expectation, stood still, Ai Li clapped her hands and picked up a little boy from behind to go to Cheng Yizhou. push...

It's up to you, Pikachu!

This sentence quickly passed through Jiang Hui's mind.

The little boy is about ten years old this year, wearing a small suit, with short hair, he looks very much like Cheng Yizhou, almost like Cheng Yizhou's miniature.

Cheng Yizhou has a baby? !

Lightning flashes and thunder roars above Jiang's head.

☆, Butler Su Yu

The little guy obviously hadn't seen the man in front of him for a long time, he hugged Cheng Yizhou's thigh like a wolf cub, and put his head on a woman Cheng Yizhou's pants and rubbed hard.

"Cheng Yifei, let me go." Cheng Yizhou's face darkened and his tone was cold.

"I don't want it." The little guy shook his head, raised his head with tears in his eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged: "Brother, you haven't come to see Yifei for a long time."

This is true. Before Cheng Yifei was ten years old, seeing Cheng Yifei was as frightening as seeing a ghost. He could run and roll as far as he could. The only good impression he had of his younger brother was that he stayed at the age of one. Before eating, drinking and sleeping, when Cheng Yifei could talk, he would run all over the place... God, that was Cheng Yizhou's nightmare.

"Cheng! Yi! Fly!" Shouting the little guy's name word by word, Cheng Yifei was obviously frightened, and quickly flew to Cheng's mother, and sat down quietly.

"Since we're home, let's stay for a while." Cheng's mother smiled, as if discussing with Cheng Yizhou.

Cheng Yizhou glanced at Aunt Ai Li who was "none of my business" before going out, paused for a long time and said, "We still have training."

Su Yu, who was standing straight at the side, bent slightly: "Master, the first training session of the national team has ended, and you and Mr. Jiang have chosen not to participate in all the grand slams this year. According to the points of the young master and Mr. Jiang, the tour events must It will only start in the second half of the year, and it is only April now, and according to the data, it is not good to start training too early..."

"Enough!" Cheng Yizhou interrupted him impatiently, eyes full of