i only like your face

Tanghai City, Charity Auction Cocktail Party...

Han Shaoying's grandfather, Pang Mingshun, was also present at this charity dinner where celebrities from all over the world gathered.

As a well-known philanthropist in Tangzhou and a special guest of this charity auction, Pang Mingshun was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by his adopted son Pang Yuanqing in a suit and leather shoes.

Although he was old and seriously ill, Pang Mingshun was able to keep up his spirits on such a grand occasion.

Seeing his own grandson, Pang Mingshun's old face looked very kind. He asked Pang Yuanqing to hand over the wheelchair to Han Shaoyong to push him, and he responded to the greetings of some people. When he was free, he asked Han Shaoyong to push him to the flower bed outside the banquet hall. .

Before leaving, Pang Yuanqing squatted down in front of Pang Mingshun, with one knee almost touching the ground, stretched out his hand and patiently adjusted the thin blanket on Pang Mingshun's legs, and said softly, "Dad, don't stay outside for too long, the doctor said you can't catch a cold."

Pang Yuanqing is the adopted son of Pang Mingshun and the son of Pang Mingshun's old friend. He joined the Pang family at the age of 13, and is ten years older than Han Shaoying. .

"Well, you go talk to Mr. Qin and the others, and I will stay alone with Shao Yun for a while." Pang Mingshun said.

"it is good."

Pang Yuanqing stood up and looked at Han Shaoying, and said softly, "Xiao Han, don't take your grandfather to the wind."

"Don't worry." Han Shaoyong nodded.

Pang Yuanqing smiled slightly, his eyebrows were neatly trimmed, and his clear outline gave people a delicate and dignified sense of gentleness: "Chat with your grandpa for a while, when you left last time, your grandpa always chanted you."

"Got it, uncle."

Although they are uncle and nephew in name, in fact, Han Shaoying does not have much emotional fetters on the level of family affection for Pang Yuanqing. Their personal social circles rarely overlap. Although they are not unfamiliar, they always meet with a kind of non-family human feeling.

In fact, Han Shaoyong himself always has a strange sense of distance from Pang Yuanqing. Pang Yuanqing is too perfect and delicate in his personality. Han Shaoyong has never seen him have a slight gaffe in his memory. He has also been very respectful all these years, not like he was back then. So unscrupulous in front of his uncle.

Han Shaoying pushed Pang Mingshun out of the banquet hall...

What Pang Mingshun told Han Shaoyong was actually the same as last time. The only change was that he wanted to change the property that Han Shaoyong inherited in the plan into cash.

The Dingsheng Group worth 900 billion was inherited by his adopted son Pang Yuanqing, and another [-] billion in cash was handed over to Han Shaoying, including a fund of more than [-] billion.

This is the best distribution method to avoid competition and cannibalism between adopted sons and grandchildren.

"Shengda's affairs must be enough for you to be busy." Pang Mingshun said kindly, "Just treat it as grandpa saving you some trouble."

"Such a number..." Han Shaoyun frowned slightly, "Grandpa, have you discussed it with Uncle?"

Pang Yuanqing's excellence is obvious to all. In recent years, the Pang family of Nuoda has been steadily rising under his hands. He has always been the kind of person Han Shaoying wants to be. , making people feel both approachable and inaccessible.

Even if Pang Mingshun left everything to Pang Yuanqing, Han Shaoyun felt that his uncle could afford it.

"Not yet, I'll just find time to talk to him about it." Pang Mingshun said slowly, "You don't need to have any psychological burden. If I hadn't adopted and cultivated your uncle back then, he wouldn't be where he is today. Now it is I am willing to entrust Dingsheng to him because he strives for himself, if there is no love and investigation for the past twenty years, how could I entrust Dingsheng to a person who has no blood relationship with me."

In many concepts, Pang Mingshun is actually not as profound as Han Changzong, such as patriarchal, too much emphasis on blood relationship, and when he learned that his grandson Han Shaoying liked men in his early years, he was worried about it for a long time, but in recent years he has taken everything seriously. He is willing to gradually entrust Nuo Da's Pang family to his adopted son. Every time he sees Han Shaoying, he can still ask him when he will bring a grandson-in-law back to show him.

Pang Mingshun said, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "It's also your uncle who didn't live up to expectations. Back then, I should have forced him to start a family early, so as to leave a seed for the Pang family, just like your grandfather still has you at least. When you get married Once you get married and have a few more children, it will be a bustling family, so I will... well, you said that your uncle didn't even have a child when you said that there were a lot of good friends outside, why should I ask him to be so restrained..."

"..."

The charity auction was about to start. After chatting outside for a long time, Han Shaoyun pushed Pang Mingshun back to the hall.

"By the way, Shao Yun." Pang Mingshun asked suddenly, "I'm not in love yet."

"Too busy." To put energy and emotion into it is really an extremely uneconomical investment for him right now.

"Then it looks like I won't be able to wait until your wedding day before I die."

"Help on grandpa, live him for another five or ten years, and you'll always see him."

"... "

Pang Mingshun was amused, and sighed softly: "You really look like your little brother-in-law. I always think of him when I see you. If you get married, I always feel as if I see him getting married."

Pang Mingshun's body is no better than Han Changzong's, and the rest of the days are indeed numbered. Seeing him being so sentimental, Han Shaoyong couldn't help but come up with an idea...why bring Mo Ming over to show him next time, so that Mo Ming can cooperate with him in front of him Pretend to be a couple.

It couldn't be easier to make the elderly happy.

When he was approaching the entrance of the hall, Pang Mingshun suddenly reminded Han Shaoyun: "By the way, don't tell your uncle what I just said to you."

"You mean the money and the fund?"

"Well, after thinking about it, I'd better just write it into the will..." Pang Mingshun said slowly, "Maybe I really lost my mind. Your uncle is too restrained, and he doesn't show any emotions. Many times I don't Know what he's thinking."

Han Shaoyun could vaguely guess Pang Mingshun's concerns, which was nothing, it had been like this since ancient times, what were non-kinship uncles and nephews, before the huge benefits, blood brothers would inevitably plot against each other.

"I see."

At the banquet, Han Shaoyong took two pictures of calligraphy and paintings from the Eastern Jin Dynasty and prepared to take them back to the old man. He himself fell in love with a dagger with a copper sheath embossed with dragon patterns in the middle of the Qing Dynasty that was introduced.

It's just that during the auction of the dagger, Pang Yuanqing quoted the price twice. Han Shaoyun glanced at the man with an elegant smile who was holding a wine glass not far away, frowned and thought for a second, and did not continue to bid.

It was late at the end of the banquet, and Han Shaolong was about to go back to the hotel with his assistant, when Pang Yuanqing's silver-gray Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of him.

The car window was lowered slowly, and Pang Yuanqing, who was leaning against the back seat, turned his head and looked at Han Shaoying with a gentle expression.

"Xiao Han, do you have time tomorrow? Have a meal with uncle?"

Perhaps it was because the light inside the car was dim, and the surrounding neon lights were reflected on the thin lenses. Han Shaolong couldn't see Pang Yuanqing's eyes clearly, but the voice was as gentle as ever.

"I'm sorry, Uncle." Han Shaoyong said with a smile, "I have to catch the plane back tomorrow morning. There are a lot of bad things in the company waiting to be dealt with. Let's wait another day."

"Then let's meet another day."

While Pang Yuanqing was speaking, the bodyguard of the co-driver had already got out of the car, holding the box containing the dagger at the auction before and handing it to Han Shaoying.

"I just saw that you seem to like this auction item very much." Pang Yuanqing said slowly, "Uncle doesn't win people's favor. It seems that your birthday is this month, so this is my birthday present to you in advance."

Han Shaoyun glanced at the box: "This should be something that my uncle likes too, how dare I accept it."

"Uncle's stuff, if you want to give it to you, it's yours." Pang Yuanqing said with a faint smile, as if joking, "If you don't want to give it to you, you shouldn't think about it."

Han Shaoyun frowned slightly, he looked at Pang Yuanqing, and smiled with the corners of his mouth for a long time.

"My uncle has said that, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Han Shaoyong's assistant stepped forward to help Han Shaoyong take the box.

"It's getting late, so don't delay uncle and you go back to rest." Han Shaoyun said.

"Good night, Xiao Han."

The car window rose slowly, and the smile on the corner of Pang Yuanqing's mouth faded away.

"Mr. Han, the car is here." The assistant reminded Han Shaoying softly.

It wasn't until Pang Yuanqing's car disappeared at the end of the road under the neon lights that Han Shaoying looked back and sat in the car with a cold face.

He is not stupid, how could he not understand Pang Yuanqing's words, but he was a little surprised, at least before this, he had never received any hints or warnings from Pang Yuanqing, and his uncle has always been a magnanimous uncle all these years Gentle good uncle.

However, it has only revealed a little sharpness until now, which is indeed restrained enough.

...

Outside the car window, the neon lights in the night flash back quickly...

Han Shaoyun suddenly thought that his birthday was indeed approaching.

In recent years, I have always been on the go. In the early years, my birthday was always accompanied by a huge party. In the past few years, I only realized that I was one year older after receiving text messages from relatives and friends far away.

But this year's birthday should be able to stay in Chuanhai.

You can also have a good romance with that little guy...

Han Shaoyun took out the copper sheathed dagger from the box... The scabbard was very delicate, and the black and blue sheath was engraved with golden dragon patterns in relief, and it was very heavy in the hand.

Han Shaoyun took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the dagger, and sent it to Mo Ming.

【Han Shaoying】: [Picture]

【Han Shaoying】: Sending you off, my little boy

[Han Shaoyun]: Do you like it?

Beautiful things match his beautiful little love, and he has been earnestly implementing this point.

After waiting for a long time without a reply, Han Shaoyun guessed that Mo Ming should have fallen asleep by now, and he couldn't see any news from him.

After thinking about it, Han Shaoying operated on his mobile phone again... It will be a little surprise when the little guy wakes up tomorrow morning...

【Han Shaoying】: {{red envelope}}

[Han Shaoyun]: Good Dream, Little Darling

Han Shaoyu was just about to put away his phone when a "ding dong" notification sounded in seconds.

[Little boy has received your red envelope]

Han Shaoyun: "..."