After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

Shang Tian has always been a favorite in the hands of others, and it is the first time he has been so blatantly disgusted.

But because of the face that this person had just treated him to a big meal, he decided not to argue with him.

"Okay, I'll go back to my seat."

After Shang Tian finished speaking, he sat back. If someone who didn't know heard this, he would think that he was the master here.

Meng Zexuan found a place farthest from Shang Tian and sat down. He didn't intend to move his chopsticks at all, but just sat there with a blank expression on his face.

Shang Tian looked confused, but in the next second he comforted himself to just do what Zhu Bo said, as it was too easy for him to act as an emotionless eating machine.

So he started finishing the dinner on his own, eating some fruit and dessert.

Uncle Zhu led his people to clean the study room, and came outside the restaurant quietly. He saw two people, one at the front of the table and one at the end of the table.

This Mr. Shang is really different. When he came last time, he wrinkled his small face and almost cried out of sorrow, but this time he indulged so much that he messed up the whole dining table.

Zhu Bo smiled helplessly.

But there are probably only two people in this world who can tolerate a cleanliness freak like my husband for a while.

The other eats slowly, not like this Mr. Shang who turned into a small bulldozer in front of delicious food.

Uncle Zhu restrained his smile, and told the new assistant who was following him, "Mr. Shang will fall asleep later, help him clean up and then send him to the guest room, otherwise Mr. Shang will not sleep well."

The assistant nodded respectfully.

Shang Tian didn't remember how he fell asleep. Anyway, when he woke up, he was lying on a strange big bed, wearing a strange silk pajamas. It was just because his sleeping appearance was worrying. His waist twisted into a mess.

Shang Tian never panics when things happen.

He got up slowly, pulled his outer pants down to his knees, and then carefully looked at his underwear, spending a minute thinking whether it was the one he was familiar with.

The result disappointed him a bit.

Shang Tian didn't give up, he ran to the full-length mirror at the entrance, and searched his body for some suspicious marks up and down.

Still no.

Shang Tian said in his heart that he had gone out of his way, why didn't the plot develop according to the routine!

He had a miraculous dream last night. In the dream, he could actually communicate with the brainwaves of the author of this broken novel. He first complained that the author's configuration for his appearance was too low, and he couldn't even eat enough, and then cried again Haw wanted to hug his thigh and asked the author to reveal some effective plots to him.

Who would have thought that the brainwaves of the bad author might have some serious old disease, the signal was intermittent, Shang Tian only vaguely heard the other party say to him——

Meng Zexuan is the villain in this novel. Because he couldn't ask for Bai Yueguang, he was about to die of depression. The original body was imprisoned by the villain boss as a stand-in for a period of time, and later inherited a sky-high inheritance after the other party died. .

Shang Tian in the dream was stunned for a moment, then asked with trembling lips, "How much... how much inheritance?"

The author answered him: "One billion."

One billion? !

Shang Tian passed out directly, and it was now when he woke up.

At the moment of waking up, Shang Tian had already planned it properly. After all, he and the villain boss were not related, nor were they lovers or close friends. It was really unreasonable to inherit such a large inheritance from the other party for no reason.

If the other party really needs to get something from him, he is also willing.

You have to know that I was a real little guy before. Man, although I have tried intimate scenes, but they are only superficial, and I haven’t practiced it in real life. I just heard people say that. It can make people feel so refreshed that they ascend to heaven.

It's a pity that Shang Tian died before he was 25 years old, and he was actually very regretful in his heart.

The happiness that ordinary people can experience, he has never even tasted an appetizer!

Shang Tian's small calculations are crackling, now that he has such a good opportunity as a stand-in, the other party is still a man with his own aesthetic point, and it's not sure who will take advantage of who when he gets in bed.

The more I think about it, the happier I am.

But what is the situation now?

One night passed, and the big villain didn't do anything!

Could it be that I am not as attractive as the original owner?

Shang Tian frowned, falling into self-doubt for the first time since birth.

"Mr. Shang, are you awake?" Zhu Bolai knocked on the door, "I have prepared breakfast for you."

The interest of the senior foodie came immediately, Shang Tian responded, rushed into the bathroom to wash himself clean, and sat down at the dining table again.

But the big villain is not there, and only Zhu Bo is with him for dinner.

"Uncle Zhu," Shang Tian touched his mouth with a tablecloth after eating, "When will you be back, sir?"

Zhu Bo was a little curious: "Why are you asking this?"

Shang Tian shyly licked his lower lip.

After figuring out his identity, his mood suddenly became clear. Since he was destined to become a canary raised by the villain, he should adapt to his identity as soon as possible. He should pay more attention to the daily life of the benefactor.

Shang Tian planned his time well, "I have been hidden by the company, and there is nothing to do during the day, otherwise I will learn how to cook with the chef at home, and cook some delicious dishes when my husband comes back?"

Zhu Bo was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help laughing.

This smile made Shang Tian laugh until he had no idea.

"Mr. Shang, I think you may have misunderstood," Zhu Bo said, "Mister doesn't have any other thoughts about you, and you don't have to stay here forever."

Shang Tian thought, I know, it is Bai Yueguang who makes the boss love him so much, and he is just a stand-in, but didn't the bad author say that he would be imprisoned by the boss and inherit the inheritance? !

Hasn't the plot developed to this point?

Shang Tian was extremely disappointed, leaving this luxurious cage, he would become a beggar again who couldn't even afford to eat.

Zhu Bo: "Your work problem, I will inform the husband. The time for the next meal has not yet been set, and I will inform you in time when it is set."

"Oh." Shang Tian replied sullenly.

It was less than ten o'clock when we returned to the company's dormitory. The warm sun softened the ground, and even the noisy sparrows on the big locust tree stopped, stretching their wings to enjoy the warmth from the spring.

Shang Tian walked heavily. He felt like Cinderella in a fairy tale. After midnight, the beautiful little skirt and crystal shoes disappeared, and he turned back to the ordinary migrant worker facing unemployment.

"Alas," Shang Tian sighed, and looked up to feel sorry for himself under the sun, "I'm so pitiful."

Just as he was feeling sad, the mobile phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated. It was an unfamiliar local number.

Shang Tian hesitated for two seconds, then picked it up, and heard a boy growling from inside.

The young man may be in a state of running amok in a hurry to get angry, and his tone of voice is extremely bad, like a barrel that is about to ignite spontaneously.

"Shang Tian?! Are you out of your mind? What did I tell you a few days ago? We agreed to visit my dad in the cemetery today. Where did you die?!"

Shang Tian couldn't figure it out, and replied with suppressed anger: "It's none of my business to visit your father's grave."

The young man didn't seem to expect that the other party would dare to talk to him like this, and after a few seconds of silence, he jumped again: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about! If my dad didn't look at you pitifully, you would have starved to death by the side of the road now! You Hurry up and come to the West City Cemetery!"

With a snap, the irritable boy hung up the phone.

Shang Tian is definitely not a good-tempered person. In the past, when someone said something bad behind his back, he would find a chance to get revenge. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he will retaliate, but right now he doesn't care about getting angry.

Because the other party's irritable speech just now hides a series of plots that he doesn't know.

Shang Tian went out and hailed a taxi. While he was rushing to the cemetery in the west of the city, he began to look forward to it in his heart.

The irritable boy's father should have some kind of deep connection with the original owner, otherwise he would not be able to participate in such a private matter as grave sweeping.

What is the relationship?

After thinking about it for a while, Shang Tian felt that there was only one possibility - the original owner might be the boy's father's illegitimate son.

Wow, this novel really gathers all the elements of Gouxuewen.

He originally thought that the little fool was pitiful without a father and no mother, but now a violent half brother suddenly appeared, and there was probably a stepmother who didn't give him a good face waiting for him... Damn this The plot is exciting.

In less than half an hour, the taxi parked steadily at the entrance of the cemetery.

As the driver said just now, the West City Cemetery is indeed the most expensive place in the entire city A. The decoration of the gate alone reveals the smell of piled up money, and the small square inch inside is even more valuable. It's not something ordinary people can afford.

The original owner's father was actually able to be buried in such a place. Could it be that he was originally a noble son left behind by a wealthy family?

Shang Tian was amused by his absurd idea.

Whose noble son can't even afford to eat.

"Shang Tian!"

Shi Potian roared in shock, and a boy of fifteen or sixteen rushed towards him not far away. He had a handsome face, but now he had a ferocious expression. He stretched out his arm and pushed Shang Tian back a step.

"Today is my dad's death day! How can you laugh?! Do you have a conscience!"

The irritable boy's height is not inferior to that of his peers, but he is still about ten centimeters lower in front of Shang Tian, ​​which is enough for him to look down at him.

Shang Tian slightly hooked his lips, stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of the boy's head, and asked like an elder, "Are you my younger brother?"

"Who is your brother! I don't have such a disgusting brother like you!" The good boy opened his mouth to curse, "Don't get close to me!"

As he said that, the boy wanted to make a move again, and he swung his fist and threw it at Shang Tian's chest.

Shang Tian didn't have a lot of patience with bears, his eyes were filled with coldness, he quickly and firmly blocked the opponent's thin wrist, and then followed that force to twist that arm hard behind his back.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Shang Tian quickly let go.

"Let's go, don't waste time."

After speaking, regardless of the other party's reaction, he walked away.

The author has something to say: Shang Tian: How about it, isn’t brother cool?

The cranky boy rolled his huge eyes.