Rarely affectionate

For Yuan Cheng, there is really no better afternoon than this.The sky in late autumn is clear and cloudless, the sun is shining golden on the grass, and the wind is refreshing, filling people's lungs with fresh air.

The black horse was walking leisurely forward, and from the corner of Yuan Cheng's eyes, he could see his youngest son walking beside him, within reach of his hand.

"Ah Bai, proper outdoor activities are actually very good for the body. After we go back, let's cut a piece of land at home and use it as a racecourse. I'm going to Ireland this Christmas holiday, and I just take you with me. You go to Ki How about Erdale picking up two ponies and raising them?"

It was rare for Yuan Cheng to propose such an interesting proposal, but Lang Bai didn't agree with it as gently as usual, but snorted lightly.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied - a person with Lang Bai's character, no matter how dissatisfied he was in his heart, he would not show it on his face.

His indifferent response was purely because his body was really uncomfortable and he didn't have the energy to make more syllables.

Yuan Cheng didn't seem to care at all, and called out again: "Ah Bai?"

"Yes."

"Your adult birthday is coming, is there anything you want?"

Lang Bai was silent for a while.In fact, his birthday is still a month away—the wind is clear and the moon is bright, and the dew is heavy and frosty. He was born in the early morning of early winter, so he was named Lang Bai.His humble mother was also somewhat literate, so she didn't give him any messy names.

It's just late autumn now, it seems too early for Yuan Cheng to bring up this topic.

"Nothing in particular." Lang Bai added, "Thank you, father."

"...Nothing in particular? The funds in your family member's account were almost spent when you bought a house last time. I don't think there's much money left for those private houses, right?"

"It's okay, I can still eat."

"A few years ago, I remember that you always wanted Yuan Xiao's business jet? But you were too young at the time, and it was useless to ask for it. It just so happened that you could take the driver's license test yourself when you were full. Take this opportunity, just ..."

"I'm airsick, Dad."

Yuan Cheng finally closed his mouth.I don't know what he was thinking, Lang Bai walked a few steps behind him, the hand holding the rein was almost numb, every bump on the horse's back made him exhausted, and even his head and neck became dizzy .

He finally couldn't help but said, "Dad, let's go back and sit for a while."

Yuan Cheng ignored him.

"dad……"

After Lang Bai called out, it seemed that the end of his voice trembled slightly.

Yuan Cheng still walked ahead indifferently.

Lang Bai finally closed his eyes, let go of his hands, and fell straight off the horse.

There was a muffled bang, Lang Bai didn't fall on the grass, the moment he fell, Yuan Cheng slammed his horse around and caught him.Immediately afterwards, he took advantage of the situation, lifted his youngest son up in the air, and then threw him onto his horse's back, firmly sticking it in front of him.

Lang Bai leaned against his father weakly, his face was pale and his whole body was cold.Yuan Cheng held the rein with one hand, and firmly held his cold hand in the palm of his hand with the other. He covered it for a while without moving, and then he heard him say in a low voice: "Your body is so weak, even if I leave a part of it after death If the property is given to you, how long can you support it?"

Lang Bai's head was slightly tilted back, leaning on Yuan Cheng's shoulder. Although he had no blood at all, his face was as deep as a deep pool: "What era is this? The era of cold weapons is long gone and will never return. It is enough that the body can support the continuation of the spirit, and the real strength of a person is the brain."

Looking at his expression, Yuan Cheng felt a slight movement in his heart.The Yuan family has inherited so many generations and produced so many descendants, but the one who most resembles the Yuan family in their bones is this dishonorable illegitimate son.

Probably the weaker the body, the sharper and more vigilant the mind.Because they can't act impulsively and freely like a person with a strong physique, such people are often better at patience, cunning, and killing with a knife.

If Lang Bai is like this.

And if a calm personality can appear on Yuan Xiao, then Yuan Cheng doesn't have to stay in the position of head of the sect until he dies, and he can just throw the task on the eldest son - the Yuan family entrusts this kind of person, It's even more secure than in Yuan Cheng's own hands.

Yuan Cheng thought silently in his heart, smiled for a while, and gently stroked his youngest son's face: "I know you don't care about ordinary gifts, but there is one thing that you definitely want. I will give it to you on your birthday." You're in for a surprise."

Lang Bai opened his eyes and looked at his father, and smiled slightly, looking very grateful and docile.

— just looks.

When Yuan Cheng returned to the sidelines on horseback with his youngest son in his arms like this, Zhou Zhengrong who ran out to greet them was almost petrified.He knew Mr. Yuan doted on his youngest son, but he hugged the child so affectionately, like a baby, this, this, this!This is too doting!

Mr. Yuan, you haven't remarried for so many years. Could it be that the young master objected to you finding a stepmother for him? !It's wrong for you to spoil your child like this!

Yuan Cheng held Lang Bai in his arms, and jumped off the horse easily. Immediately, someone went up to lead the horse away, and someone came up to bring water and tea.Yuan Cheng seemed to be in a good mood, and while supporting Lang Bai, he laughed loudly: "Old Zhou! Get someone to book two tickets to the art museum. I will accompany A Bai to the art exhibition in the afternoon. Go out and have fun yourself. "

The helpers were all secretly happy, young master, you are really a blessing to us!As soon as you show up, Mr. Yuan will give us a big holiday!Only Zhou Zhengrong was a little worried: "Mr. Yuan, you can go shopping with the young master, but you have to have a few people by your side, right? What if something happens..."

"Oh, I'm such a big man, can't I protect my own child?"

Zhou Zhengrong was speechless and burst into tears.What needs to be protected is your boss, Mr. Yuan, what kind of hero are you playing in front of your son?

"The two of us went out for a stroll, why do we need so many people to follow us. Ah Bai, don't you think so?"

Lang Bai took a few sips of honey water from the servant's hand, and his face seemed to regain some color. When he heard Yuan Cheng asked someone to book a ticket, his expression was extremely cold and even unhappy; but Yuan Cheng turned his head and asked When he was talking to him, the expression on his face was very calm and gentle again: "Do as your father tells you."

Standing opposite, Zhou Zhengrong saw it very clearly, and thought that this young man might not want to go out with his father to go shopping or see some art exhibitions.Isn't this obvious? After riding a horse for a long time, the wind blew all afternoon, and I am so tired that I don't want to stand anymore. Who wants to go out and visit an art gallery?

But Yuan Cheng didn't notice it, he simply cleaned up, hailed a car, and drove Lang Bai out from the racetrack with him.

The city is not far from here, half an hour's drive away.Lang Bai still felt dizzy and didn't want to talk, Yuan Cheng didn't care, he just hugged him gently by his side.

When he arrived in the urban area, the art exhibition hadn't started yet, Yuan Cheng didn't want to stay in the car to deal with his never-ending business affairs, so he asked Lang Bai: "Is there any place you want to go in particular?"

Lang Bai shook his head.

Yuan Cheng thought for a while and said, "Then let's go eat."

Lang Bai didn't know what kind of medicine his father took wrongly today. For no reason, he was riding a horse and had an art exhibition, and now he had to take him to dinner.Shall we go to the movies together after dinner?What is this, no date?

Yuan Cheng ignored it—or he didn't notice what his youngest son was thinking at all.He took Lang Bai together, and the two people who had no shopping experience walked around Chinatown three times, and finally chose a small restaurant in a remote location.

The store is not big, and the business is normal. Obviously, the options on the menu are also very simple.Anyone who has stayed in Chinatown knows that such low-grade Chinese restaurants abroad can provide limited food, most of which are barbecued pork rice, roast duck rice, ribs rice...etc. The menu of almost every restaurant is similar, Prices are also similar.You go into this one and follow that up, and there's little difference in what you eat.

Yuan Cheng took the menu, glanced at it, and said very calmly, "Sea urchin sashimi."

Lang Bai didn't even take the menu, folded his hands on his knees, and smiled at the waiter: "Same."

"..." The waiter was sweating, "Sir, we don't have sea urchin sashimi, we are a Chinese restaurant."

Yuan Cheng said, "Alright then, crab noodles."

Lang Bai continued to smile: "Same."

"..." the waiter said, "Sir, we don't have crab noodles either. We're just a small restaurant."

Yuan Cheng frowned, obviously very dissatisfied: "Then what do you have? Can you prepare a candlelight dinner?"

"..." The waiter glanced at the bright sky outside, and then at the scattered tables of guests on the first floor, "I'm sorry sir, we can help you put down the curtains and dim the light, please leave other guests. Prepare another candle for you, but the cost..."

Yuan Cheng silently took out the credit card from the card holder.

The waiter took the credit card very professionally and quickly, thanked him politely, and then asked: "But sir, even if you put a candle on your table, you still need to eat. Are you still ordering food?"

Yuan Cheng's complexion could no longer be described as just pitch black.Before he had time to speak, Lang Bai interrupted him politely: "Can you bring us two pork chop rice?"

So Yuan Cheng, the famous underworld godfather who controls the arms industry in Southeast Asia, sat at the same dining table with his favorite youngest son, sitting at the same table with romantic and warm candlelight, in an atmosphere that was so quiet that it was almost dead. Ordered a... pork chop rice worth eight yuan and fifty cents.

Of course, in order to create a romantic atmosphere in the world of the two of them, Yuan Cheng paid for the whole show and a rather expensive tip.

Then, with his face paralyzed, he walked out of the small restaurant in silence under the waiter's eyes as if he was looking mentally ill.

"Father," Lang Bai said comfortingly, "it's nothing. I didn't know how to order food myself before I came to America to go to school."

"..."

"dad."

"Ok?"

"Don't be sad," Lang Bai sighed, and patted his father's shoulder: "We just have to pray that the waiter will never see you in the newspaper in his life."

"..."