Rarely affectionate

Lang Bai finally became the owner of the apartment that his mother could not get, but Yuan Cheng felt that he was not happy at all.When he was in the car, he wanted to pull his little son into his arms, but Lang Bai silently resisted his father's move.

Yuan Cheng thought that Lang Bai was having a childish temper because he didn't sign his name on the document.He couldn't understand the pettiness of his youngest son who wanted to hold the whole world in his hands. Although he lived in a good life, he was always worried that his father would throw him on the road to starve to death, or that his half-brother would throw him to death. kill.

"You are not full, your name cannot be signed on the real estate documents, you know?" Yuan Cheng asked him impatiently.

"I know."

"That's your house. I'll leave it to you in the future. Dad won't treat you badly, you know?"

Lang Bai paused and repeated in a low voice: "I know."

"Then what do you mean by keeping a straight face all day? Tell me to show you the will now?"

Before Yuan Cheng realized that what he said was a bit serious, Lang Bai suddenly stood up, left his half-eaten dinner, turned and went upstairs without saying a word.

At that time, several of Yuan Cheng's confidantes were around, and even Yuan Xiao was sitting on the other side of the dining table, staring at Lang Bai's back without turning his head, dumbfounded.Yuan Cheng slapped the chopsticks violently, and there was a muffled bang. Everyone suddenly looked away, staring at the ground under their feet.

But Yuan Cheng didn't say anything after that.He just stared at Lang Bai's thin and tall figure until he disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The apartment in Happy Valley may be the most troublesome property the Yuan family has ever acquired. It is a living proof that the young master of the Yuan family has a bad background, but it is undoubtedly the treasure that Lang Bai most wants.The confidantes around Yuan Cheng knew tacitly that Yuan Cheng would give this apartment to his youngest son as a gift on his birthday.

Every property under the Yuan family's name is taken care of by someone, whether it is lived in or rented, there is always a way to deal with it.But what to do with this apartment, what to do with Mrs. Hou's furniture?

Qiao Qiao felt that he was very innocent.She was originally the manager of the audit department of the accounting building, but she was forced to give up her glamorous job in the office building under Yuan Cheng's order, and went to an apartment in Happy Valley to help renovate the house.

Where is this simple decoration house?Others don't know, but Qiao Qiao knows very well that this house is actually Yuan Cheng's birthday present to his biological son and dream lover!If Lang Bai frowned when opening the present, she would die!

Yuan Cheng asked about the progress of the renovation almost every day, and sometimes he even came to see it in person.Qiao Qiao felt very sad. Although she had many more opportunities to see Yuan Cheng than other women, Yuan Cheng didn't come here to see her, he came to see the house!

When Yuan Cheng got off the car, he received a call from Yuan Xiao: "Father, do you know that the inspector Hou of the police station was imprisoned because he participated in covering up smuggling?"

"Prisoned?" Yuan Cheng paused for a moment.

"It was half a month ago that he was imprisoned. His wife was looking for someone to rescue him, but someone broke all his affairs in front of the Hong Kong Governor's Mansion, and he couldn't hide it. In the morning, I heard that he was in prison. He committed suicide with chopsticks in the detention center, and it is said that he was lynched and abused during interrogation..."

Zhou Zhengrong was waiting by the side, ready to close the car door for Yuan Cheng.But while holding the phone, Yuan Cheng stopped between the car door and the ground, as if for a split second he couldn't remember that he was about to get out of the car.

"Of course, the person who executed the lynching has nothing to do with our family." Yuan Xiao coughed pointedly, "The policemen who interrogated him were all detained. Some people admitted that they beat him during the interrogation, saying that it was because There is a personal grievance with him, corruption, bribery and unfair distribution of spoils in the past..."

Yuan Cheng was silent for a long time, and finally Yuan Xiao said, "Father, I don't have any other meaning, just to tell you."

"I see." Yuan Cheng said coldly, then hung up the phone.

Yuan Cheng got out of the car, left everyone downstairs, and walked straight into the door of the apartment by himself.Everything was just like what he usually did, giving people the illusion that there was nothing abnormal about his mood at this time.

Qiao Qiao was still in the house supervising the workers to move things, while discussing with the interior designer which wall should be opened up, whether a teenager should put a big mirror behind the bed, whether it makes sense in terms of Feng Shui.Qiao Qiao wasn't surprised when Yuan Cheng came in. The interior designer had participated in the reconstruction of Yuan's house, so he silently owed Yuan Cheng and said goodbye to go out.

"The drawings have basically been finalized, and now we are mainly discussing whether to connect the two small bedrooms together and turn them into a large study. I don't know how the young master used to arrange them when he lived here. If the young master likes to arrange it as before, we can also..."

Yuan Cheng interrupted Qiao Qiao: "Leave two rooms, one big bedroom, one small study, and add a living room outside."

Qiao Qiao nodded and said yes.

"The kitchen is connected to the living room, and the toilet and bathroom are separate."

Qiao Qiao nodded again.

The half-moved living room was a bit messy, large pieces of furniture were removed, and a dusty blank floor appeared on the ground.Yuan Cheng sat in an old armchair and looked around.

In the deserted living room, he suddenly sighed: "Qiao Qiao, how far can a 15-year-old child hold grudges?"

Standing in front of him, Qiao Qiao felt a little creepy.What is Yuan Cheng going to do to make his youngest son take revenge?Could it be that he couldn't bear it and planned to come hard?

"It...it depends on the person. Generally speaking, teenagers will be very sensitive at this time, and they may be cast a psychological shadow for the rest of their lives..."

"Sensitive enough to deliberately kill people?"

"I——I just said that it depends on the person. Maybe some children are more sensitive than their peers because of family-family problems..." Qiao Qiao felt his mouth dry.What are you doing? All the children she might have had have been lost. She never thought that one day she would discuss the psychological development and education of teenagers with a gangster godfather!

Yuan Cheng raised his head and looked at Qiao Qiao's face. Although she was no longer a girl in her prime, this woman was still bright and charming, maybe Lang Bai's mother was no more than this when she was alive.Yuan Cheng questioned himself forcefully in his heart, why did he still have such a desire for his own young son to be unappealing when he could have many beauties—whether male or female?Is it because Lang Bai is his own son, so the taste of taboo makes people even more unable to get rid of?Or is it because he put so much effort into raising Lang Bai that he felt that the youngest son should be his own, so that he couldn't stand that a woman would come to share Lang Bai with him in the future?

It's not that Yuan Cheng never thought of forcibly possessing his youngest son, but he knew that it would be very bad.If things got to that point, he wished his motives were a little purer - just love, say.

Yuan Cheng lived for 40 years, and it was the first time he used the word "love" to someone.He had never loved anyone before, not even his parents whom he had no memory of.

"Have you ever loved anyone?" Yuan Cheng asked Qiao Qiao hesitantly and uncertainly.

Qiao Qiao felt dizzy.As a qualified mistress who doesn't want to die yet, how can she answer a mafia godfather at this time, "I love my easy and prosperous life more now".Qiao Qiao stared into Yuan Cheng's eyes, mobilized all the courage in his body, and replied with a gentle smile as much as possible: "I love you."

At this time, suddenly the door of the living room, which was not closed tightly, was pushed open, and Lang Bai appeared at the gate with a surprised face, carrying a schoolbag, with a sports coat on his elbow, as if he had just finished school, and came in by the way Have a look.

"...Dad?" He called softly, then turned his eyes to Qiao Qiao who was close to Yuan Cheng, and his eyes paused for a while.

Qiao Qiao suddenly felt that he was really doomed today.

"Father," Lang Bai's tone became colder, "you're at my mother's and mine's house, dating your mistress?"

(2)

There was a tense silence in the living room.

"Little, young master, I was ordered to install and decorate the house—" Qiao Qiao's voice trembled, as if she had a stone in her throat.She has been taking care of Lang Bai for a while, and knows that although this young man is beautiful and ruthless, he is not yet bloodthirsty, not to mention that Yuan Cheng is just talking to her, even if he is really dating here, Lang Bai will Not to kill her.As long as you explain clearly, everything is easy to say in front of Lang Bai.

Qiao Qiao is mainly afraid of Yuan Cheng.The IQ of a man in love is basically zero, let alone a ferocious tyrannosaur in love?

Yuan Cheng's voice sounded behind Qiao Qiao, making her tremble all over, "Ah Bai, you misunderstood."

"I misunderstood?...Miss Qiao is not your person? This is not my mother's house? Or do I bother you, anyway, it is your name on the real estate document, you can date women wherever you want I don’t have the right to talk to women anywhere?” Lang Bai’s voice was almost exasperated, “The Yuan family has so many properties, you can sleep with your women wherever you want! Why is it here?!”

The young man's anger came so fast that Yuan Cheng was almost caught off guard: "You are crazy, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"This is my place!" Lang Bai growled, "It's my mother's place!"

Yuan Cheng personally raised his youngest son for nine years, this is the first time he saw Lang Bai get angry.No, it's not just rage, it's rage.Are you kidding me, isn't this kid always tolerant?Isn't she always very gentle?Which nerve was poked, and he became so furious? !

"This isn't your place." Yuan Cheng forced Lang Bai to calm down word by word, "Before you, this wasn't your place. And I didn't intend to talk to—"

Before Yuan Cheng finished speaking, Lang Bai suddenly interrupted him: "Isn't this my place?!"

"Dad didn't mean that, I mean..."

"This is obviously mine! It should be mine!" Lang Bai's voice trembled a little. He was not so much angry as he was afraid.That's how people sometimes are, when faced with a fear that is too powerful, they usually react as if they are angry, but it is actually a sign that they are too afraid.

Qiao Qiao suddenly realized that he was afraid that Yuan Cheng would not give him the house in the end.He was afraid that Yuan Cheng would end up giving this house full of memories of him and his mother to another woman.

If Yuan Cheng didn't have such secret thoughts about his youngest son, then this kind of approach is very possible, after all, it used to be a mistress's house.Looking at it from another angle, it makes sense for the young master to blow his hair...

Qiao Qiao coughed, and managed to force out a sentence from his throat: "Young Master Bai, Mr. Yuan plans to give you the house after waiting for you. Don't be too..." Don't worry too much ==

Lang Bai threw the schoolbag on the ground and pointed straight at his father's nose: "Then you can bring women here before? It's because my mother is not as high as the second brother's mother! Just because I am not as good as the second brother Good background! If you were the eldest brother, you would do the same!"

Yuan Cheng's expression changed in horror: "What did you say?"

The second son of the Yuan family has not been mentioned for many years, and that child is actually a tacit rift between Yuan Cheng and Lang Bai.

"My mother died here! She died at the foot of your father! How could you let other women stand here!" Lang Bai stared at Qiao Qiao, pointing his finger at the gate: "—Get out! "

Qiao Qiao couldn't get what he wanted, and was about to slip away, but Yuan Cheng sternly stopped him: "Stop!" He could feel that his mind was no longer clear, and his youngest son was adding fuel to the fire again and again. It's okay to have an outsider standing here, If only he and Lang Bai are left...

"It's okay if she doesn't go," Lang Bai grabbed his schoolbag, "I'll go!"

Yuan Cheng rushed up to grab the youngest son, and dragged him into the door: "What are you messing around with? Your second brother died long ago, so why drag him? What does it matter to your second brother whether I bring a woman here or not? Ah Bai, let me warn you, this is the end of today! Don't make trouble with me anymore!"

"I don't want this house anymore!" Lang Bai stared at his father stubbornly, but tears rolled down his cheeks, "The whole Yuan family belongs to the elder brother, anyway, I don't have anything, I'm just your adopted son If you don’t give me anything, I don’t want anything either!”

At this point, it's clear that the 15-year-old is completely out of control.Qiao Qiao knew that she absolutely couldn't stay here. Although she was very sorry for the young master, it was better for her to sneak away to save her life.

Yuan Cheng pushed Lang Bai against the wall, with his back to the door.Qiao Qiao grabbed the handbag, took advantage of Yuan Cheng's inattention, slipped out quickly, and closed the door tightly.

"I treat you like an adopted son? Your legitimate elder brother has never dared to point his father's nose and cry like you do. You still have the nerve to say that I am not your real father? You are such a fucking little white-eyed wolf!" Yuan Cheng grabbed Lang Bai's shoulders, looked at his delicate face mottled with tears, and couldn't help but feel a little upset, "Fuck...you calm down! You don't know when you are collecting evidence and reporting to the supervisor. Is it quite scheming? Dad just said a few words to a woman here, so you don't want your house?"

"You're not my father!" Lang Bai accused his father with tears, "You don't respect my mother at all!"

Yuan Cheng recalled that when he was 15 years old, he seemed to have said childish words like respect, human rights, etc., but none of the situations annoyed him as much as now: "Why should I respect that woman, isn't she just a prostitute? -"

He suddenly stopped talking, but it was too late.Lang Bai stared at his father, the anger he had accumulated over the past nine years was like a volcanic eruption, and he was dizzy, "——my mother is a prostitute, aren't you also a prostitute, who is more noble than the other?! You didn't want my son at all, otherwise why did we suffer outside for six years! But you are with the eldest brother and the others, ignoring us!"

Yuan Cheng thought that if he had a knife in his hand now, he would definitely peel off the skin of this little bastard.No, before that, what method would he use to shut up this little brat and make him completely submit to himself——

It's a pity that Lang Bai, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, has completely lost control. In this apartment where he watched his mother die with his own eyes, he finally cried bitterly: "You are just Yuan Xiao's father, you don't want to be my father at all!"

This was actually quite correct, so Yuan Cheng heard his rationality snapped.

"Say it again." Yuan Cheng fixed Lang Bai's chin and stared at him coldly, "Say it again, I'm not your father."

"You never look down on me! You are not my father!!"

Yuan Cheng let go of his hand suddenly, and walked around the living room twice like a trapped animal, then suddenly grabbed Lang Bai, completely ignoring the child's crying, carried him on his shoulder and kicked open the bedroom door.The furnishings in the bedroom were basically untouched, so he threw Lang Bai onto the big bed and tore off his tie.

"You're right, I really don't want to be your father." Yuan Cheng took off his coat and threw it aside, his figure wrapped in his shirt was still very well maintained, his muscles were strong and solid, it was not comparable to a child like Lang Bai who hadn't finished developing yet of.

Lang Bai didn't know what his father wanted to do, and Yuan Cheng slammed him down on the bed sheet before he could speak.

"Every time I hear you call me daddy, I want to be so ruthless..." Yuan Cheng grabbed Lang Bai's wrist and easily tore off the boy's soft T-shirt, then he leaned down and pressed Lang Bai's ear , with a low and dangerous tone, "—I will beat you hard."

Lang Bai's pupils constricted suddenly.

Yuan Cheng firmly pressed Lang Bai with one hand, and easily opened the boy's belt with the other, and the jeans were forced down along his thighs: "Father is not a good man, I'm glad you finally discovered this today."