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Ye Xiaolou felt something was wrong.

His room is very quiet, even if there are servants coming in the corridor outside, there will be no sound, and the carpet on the floor will weaken all the footsteps, but he clearly feels that someone is approaching outside the door, except for him In addition to my own sensitivity, I can also hear a slight voice.

But after he shouted loudly, there was no movement outside the door. Could it be that the people outside came to look for him?But he also knew that Xiang Yan was very busy these days, and the official duties that he entrusted to "Prince" Xiang Shaochen before were nothing in the huge group system of the Xiang family. The chairman of the group, Xiang Yan, still has endless business to deal with. When Ye Xiaolou went to sleep at night, he climbed into bed obediently by himself, and only felt his father return to the bedroom when he fell asleep in a daze.

Ye Xiaolou put down the things in his hands, ran to the door and put his ear on the door to listen, but there was no sound.

With a thought in his heart, he thought of a possibility, so he hurried to the window and opened the heavy curtains to look out. Sure enough, he saw a few bodyguards standing at the door not far from the window.

"It's broken." Ye Xiaolou frowned.

This might be true.

Ye Xiaolou panicked to pack the things on the table, and when he was done, he ran to the door and felt that it was impossible, so he took a blanket to cover everything, and then opened the door cautiously.

There has been no sound outside the door for a while, Ye Xiaolou just breathed a sigh of relief, but then he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eyes.

His father, the current head of the Xiang family, was sitting on the leather sofa in the corridor compartment, never leaving his young son's door.

"Daddy... you, what are you..." Ye Xiaolou stammered, the panic in his eyes was clearly caught.

Fortunately, Ye Xiaolou's mental quality is not bad, and he was mentally prepared just now, so he calmed down after being flustered for a while, "Daddy, why did you come back so early today?"

Xiang Yan pretended not to notice his nervousness, and just said: "Dad came back early today, are you unhappy?"

"No, of course I'm happy. It would be great if Dad came back so early every day."

Ye Xiaolou said so, but he was a little annoyed in his heart. He hoped that his father would come back soon, but it wasn’t these few days, and he was yelling through a door just now... It’s hard to think about it. Worrying!

Xiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see something from his youngest son's face, but Ye Xiaolou knew how to hide his emotions this time, except for the aura of his father when he saw his father on weekdays. , I can't see anything else.

Xiang Yan got up from the sofa and walked in front of him, Ye Xiaolou flinched subconsciously, "Daddy, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I've eaten." He paused, and then said, "If you haven't eaten, Dad will eat some with you later."

Xiang Yan even smelled of alcohol when he spoke, even though he had no signs of drinking at all, this alcohol smell did not cover his unique smell of cologne mixed with tobacco, but it still made the sensitive Ye Xiaolou felt it.

"If Daddy is tired, you don't have to accompany me."

"Do you want to eat dinner by yourself?" Xiang Yan smiled, raised his hand to hold his side face, and gently stroked the injured place on his face with his thumb, there were still some slight traces on the young man's delicate skin. His face was no longer so obvious, he whispered: "Dad came back to accompany you so early, you are not happy?"

"No...no, Dad." Although it's not the first time he's approached at such a close distance, and he doesn't resist his father's close approach too much, but this man's tough posture makes him instinctively feel a little dangerous .

Looking at his slightly flickering eyes, Xiang Yan suddenly realized something, "What did you call me just now?"

"Daddy?"

Xiang Yan smiled softly: "Good boy."

The child didn't even realize that whenever he was nervous, he would change his address to his father. This habit has been with him from now on, and maybe it will always be like this in the future.

After he finished speaking, he let go of Ye Xiaolou's face and walked past him. The expression on Ye Xiaolou's face was still the same as when he heard Xiang Yan's low-pitched laughter. Went to his little room and started to pay attention to the things in his room.

Ye Xiaolou is not like most boys of this age. Although he has a sense of possession and defense of his "field", he will not show it strongly and rebelliously. His irritable side will not be reflected here. This kind of thing, but obviously, he will not let others touch the things he owns easily. This room was temporarily arranged for him by Xiang Yan after he came here, but except for the necessary cleaning, there is no other room except for the necessary cleaning. People other than Ye An walked in.

Of course he didn't mind Xiang Yan walking into his room. In fact, every part of this majestic mansion belonged to this man, but Ye Xiaolou was still unavoidably nervous. Those things that I don't want others to see also come from the pressure that Xiang Yan himself brought to him here.

"What have you been doing these past few days?" Xiang Yan casually loaded up on the things in this room. Before Ye Xiaolou came, this was just a lounge that few people came to. After he came, it became a small room with soft light. In the bedroom, the curtains had been changed, and the bed and carpet had been replaced with a soft off-white color, but apart from the wardrobe and necessary furniture, there was nothing that would normally be found in a boy's bedroom at this age.

For example, computers, game consoles, various mechanical models, and messy comic posters.

Obviously, compared to these, his youngest son prefers some more primitive things, such as the celadon vase that the butler specially brought out for him from the collection room.There is also the transparent and exquisite white jade bone china tea set, which is placed there solemnly now, and it seems that it is necessary to observe and appreciate it at any time.

In the early years when Mr. Xiang was still there, there were a lot of expensive antiques in the antique collection room of the Xiang family. Some time ago, Xiang Yan asked the housekeeper to take out a few pieces for the child to play with, but he did not expect that the child was not ordinary about antiques. He is very interested in these ancient porcelains, at least more than those game consoles and handheld computers he broke.

Now those expensive antique porcelains are placed in this room. Although it is a bit out of place with this bedroom, Ye Xiaolou doesn't care too much. If he had to choose, these soft beds and carpets, as well as European-style The bedside lamp and bedside table are much better than the ones he used before, and he doesn't reject these modern things.

"I'm studying, Daddy." Ye Xiaolou picked up a middle three textbook and showed him, "But there are still many things I don't understand, I'm too stupid."

Xiang Yan glanced at the brand new English textbook, "No, you're not stupid, it's just that you haven't learned it before."

For a child of Ye Xiaolou's age.I haven't even learned the most basic teaching. This is actually a very strange thing in this era. After all, this is Hong Kong, not a remote and poor mountain village, and even if it is a mountain village, there are teachers teaching there, but this kind of thing On Ye Xiaolou's body, Xiang Yan didn't think there was anything strange about it.

His youngest son has too much aura that doesn't fit this era, to be more precise, he doesn't even look like a teenage boy who has lived in this era.But Xiang Yan didn't study these things carefully. In fact, since he asked Ye Xiaolou's identity and background to be checked before that, he never cared about it again.

Maybe he is waiting for Ye Xiaolou to speak in person, maybe he really doesn't care, after all, Ye Xiaolou is by his side now, even the future can be completely in his hands.

What he looked like before, and where he lived from, doesn't really matter much.

"Then what if I can't learn well in the future?" Ye Xiaolou looked into his eyes and asked earnestly, "Will Daddy dislike me or want me because of this?"

Xiang Yan seemed a little surprised by his question, stared at him for a while before saying, "Of course not."

Xiang Yan took him to his side and kissed him on the forehead, as if promising something, "Why would Dad not want you because of this wine?"

This kiss was gentle and irresistible, and it made Ye Xiaolou hold his breath for an instant.

Xiang Yan has never been a man who would easily reveal his feelings. Even at the funeral of his own sister, his face was tense, and there was not much sadness in his eyes for the loss of his relatives. Instead, there was a special feeling. Killing hostility.

Even to his two younger sons who were a few years old, Xiang Yan had never given them such an intimate kiss, and it is obviously not the first time that he has been so intimate with this adopted son who was picked up from outside.

Now he gently holds his youngest son in his arms, and even his eyes occasionally have obvious warmth.

Such tenderness and deep friendship, as if he did not hide his love for this little son at all. Just this look alone, if anyone in the Xiang family sees it, I am afraid that they will feel that they have seen a hallucination.

Xiang Yan looked at his youngest son's delicate face, even with such a docile and unresisting posture, his slightly trembling eyelashes still revealed the tension in his heart.

Maybe there is still a touch of emotion?

"Yes, Dad." Ye Xiaolou said softly, as if he had recovered his breath after a while, "Dad won't want me, I know."