The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Soon a waiter rushed over to block his sight: "Sir, the banquet hasn't started yet, please sit down and wait."

"Brother Xingzhi!" Cen Xiangyang rushed over, "Why sit down and wait? This is a reception banquet hosted by his younger brother. The two brothers finally met. If you have anything to do, go and go."

He had a loud voice, and when the commotion subsided, the people talking next to him began to look at them vaguely.

"Xie Xingzhi? Is he Xie Xingzhi?"

"Oh no?"

"He dares to come back... isn't he afraid that Mr. Xie Anheng will kill him?"

"When did this become a reception banquet for him? It's too shameless."

Xie Xingzhi frowned and looked around, suddenly a man beside him slammed the table and stood up: "You are Xie Xingzhi? Who let you in?"

"What are you so crazy about?" Cen Xiangyang stretched out his arms to protect him behind him.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was blocked, and his complexion became even worse: "You still have the face to come back? It's because you can't get along abroad and spent all your money. Now that you know that Mr. Xie has made a fortune, you want to blackmail him? It's not such a good thing!"

He pointed out the door: "You drunkard, hurry up and get your people out! Get out wherever you come from!"

"What are you talking about? He's looking for death..." Cen Xiangyang was furious, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over to beat someone.

"Xiangyang!" Xie Xingzhi hurriedly pulled him back and turned to that person, "What do you mean?"

The man who just yelled was a whole head shorter than him, and when he met Xie Xingzhi's slightly cold eyes, he subconsciously shrank his head back.

But he still poked his neck and opened his mouth: "Pretend to be stupid? What do I mean? It means to make you—"

"What is this doing?"

A clear male voice interrupted him.

Xie Xingzhi raised his head and bumped into Xie Anheng's black eyes.

The latter came over, followed by a large group of people.

With a smile on his face, he turned his eyes around Xie Xingzhi: "Brother?"

For some reason, Xie Xingzhi always felt that his smile didn't reach his eyes, and even made him a little strange: "An Heng?"

Xie Anheng's eyes moved slightly: "It's really my brother, long time no see."

With such a gentle smile, although he has grown a lot, he is still the familiar Xie Anheng. Xie Xingzhi blinked, the feeling just now was probably an illusion.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his hair like before: "It's so tall..."

Seeing his action, Xie Anheng slightly relaxed the five fingers clenched by his side, and the gloom in his eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot.

But in the next second, Xie Xingzhi took his hand back again.

Xie Xingzhi bent his lips towards him: "I'm used to it, sorry."

He is so old, how can he touch his head casually like when he was a child, and still in front of so many people.

Xie Anheng's fingers that had just been released froze.

The thin-faced man didn't notice the movement between the two of them, and took the opportunity to wink at Xie Anheng flatteringly: "I want to get close to Mr. Xie, I advise you to let go of this idea, he is now the new head of the Xia family, and he is no longer you. brother!"

Xie Anheng didn't even look at him, a trace of panic flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, and he immediately looked at Xie Xingzhi.

Xie Xingzhi grabbed Cen Xiangyang, who was about to make a move, and didn't pay attention to his movements, frowning: "Of course An Heng is my younger brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The others behind Xie Anheng seemed to be dissatisfied with his words, discussing vaguely again.

But when Xie Anheng heard Xie Xingzhi's answer, his eyes flickered, but he obviously relaxed a lot.

"It's my negligence to let someone with short-sightedness come in and disturb my brother's elegance." To everyone's surprise, Xie Anheng turned his head and glanced at the man who spoke just now, his eyes were cold, "Please let him out .”

As soon as the words fell, two tall bodyguards immediately stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, holding the man's arms.

The man didn't expect this to happen, he was terrified immediately, his legs went limp: "Ah...don't, Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie, I'm speaking for you. This man must have evil intentions when he comes back. I, ah—— !"

All subsequent sounds were interrupted by his screams.

Xie Anheng turned his back to them, he didn't know what he did to that man, he just lifted his chin slightly, and the two bodyguards quickly dragged him out.

Everyone present was someone who had the right to speak in the upper circles. No one dared to stand up and stop this kind of thing from happening at such a banquet.

"Hey, Xie Anheng, what the hell are you doing?" Cen Xiangyang felt something was wrong, "Why are you with this kind of person? What did that person mean just now?"

"What else do you mean? Don't some people just want to get money out of money?" The tall slender girl standing behind him glanced at the two of them with disdain, pointing to Xie Xingzhi.

Cen Xiangyang: "Pay attention to your mouth! Don't think that you can talk nonsense just because you are a woman. Xie Anheng, you let others say that about your brother?"

Xie Anheng tilted his head: "Take Miss Xu to the seats first."

"Yes." The attendant next to her made a gesture of invitation to the girl, her complexion changed, but when she saw Xie Anheng's eyes, she didn't know what to think of, and she didn't dare to disobey, so she could only hum and leave.

Xie Xingzhi would be stupid if he didn't feel that everyone was hostile to him this time, he frowned and looked at Xie Anheng: "Anheng, what the hell..."

But Xie Anheng didn't answer, and pulled out the chair for him familiarly: "Brother, you might as well sit down first, I haven't seen you for a year, I miss you very much, after the banquet is over, I will have a good talk with brother."

The last four words were played very lightly and softly, like whispers in the ear.

Xie Xingzhi wanted to ask again, but Xie Anheng's eyes were slightly cold, and his tone was uncompromising.

He takes another look around.

A circle of bodyguards surrounded him and Cen Xiangyang, and the other guests were obviously from Xie Anheng's side.

Xie Xingzhi thought for only two seconds, then pressed Cen Xiangyang who was about to move, nodded and sat down: "Then follow your arrangement."

This distance was close to Xie Xingzhi's neck, and at an angle where his eyes couldn't reach, Xie Anheng lowered his eyelashes and paused.

When he got up, he had returned to the calm and indifferent look just now: "Give me some warm water here."

"Your brother doesn't need it for a long time..." Cen Xiangyang wanted to say that Xie Xingzhi's health was already healed, but Xie Anheng turned a deaf ear to it, and led the others away after explaining this sentence.

"Mr. Xie, please use your warm water slowly." The attendant changed the wine glass in front of him.

Xie Xingzhi nodded to him: "Thank you."

And this behavior has another meaning in the eyes of other people on the table.

With the lessons learned from the man just now, they didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and could only whisper to each other.

"It's unlucky to be assigned to this table."

"I think that Mr. Xie still has a little affection for this alcoholic. He treated him like this back then, but he still treated him well."

"He is a person who has achieved great things, and he is magnanimous, so there is no need to tangle with him. If you want me to see it, I will give him some time to let him go."

Xie Xingzhi had sharp ears and eyes, and with drooping eyelids, he still listened to all these conversations.

Sitting next to him was another young man who seemed to be not in the same group as these gossips, and his expression was very calm.

"Excuse me..." He turned around and smiled politely at the young man, "Can you tell me about An Heng, Xie An Heng, what happened to him this year?"

The young man put down the cup in his hand and looked at him without blinking.

Xie Xingzhi had no choice but to say again: "I'm not the drunkard they say, and I'm not here to extort money. I have my own company, so I don't need to rely on such means."

The boy suddenly said, "But your company has already belonged to him."

As he spoke, he pointed to where Xie Anheng was standing in front of him.

"..." He did leave everything to Xie Anheng before he left the country, that's right, Xie Xingzhi said helplessly, "That's what I left for him, I'm his brother, I just came back from abroad, I just want to know what happened what's going on."

"But they say you are a violent alcoholic, and you will beat people when you are in a bad mood." The young boy's eyes were burning.

"Fuck them!" Cen Xiangyang heard it, "Who told you that? That drunk is obviously Xie Anheng's father..."

The little boy flinched back in fright, Xie Xingzhi hurriedly stopped Cen Xiangyang and winked at him.

"..." Cen Xiangyang retreated unwillingly.

Xie Xingzhi: "What else did they tell you?"

A child's perception of people is instinctively keen. Although the man in front of him has a bad reputation, after this conversation, the young boy has an inexplicable fondness for him.

"They said a lot of bad things about you." He lowered his voice, "I heard from my mother that two years ago, Uncle Xia Jinghui found out that brother Xia Jiayu was not his own son, so he has been looking for his child. In the middle of last year, He took Brother Xie Anheng back."

The young boy's mouth was filled with the full names of these people, as if he didn't shy away from it at all: "They also said that brother Xie Anheng was raised by you before, but you were a bad guy who liked to drink and often beat and scolded him. Uncle Xia Jinghui put Xie Anheng was rescued, he was very grateful to Uncle Xia, and recognized Xia's family."

After finishing speaking, he wrinkled his nose: "But I think these are also fake. How can father and son have different surnames?"

Xie Xingzhi was not in the mood to listen to his words, the words just now were too informative, which made him a little confused.

"Then what did Xie Anheng say? He also said his brother... He also said that I was a drunkard who beat him and scolded him?"

The young boy shook his head: "No, Brother Xie Anheng didn't say that, Uncle Xia Jinghui said all of this."

Just as Xie Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he heard him say again: "I only heard brother Xie Anheng say...you don't want him anymore."

"..."

Xie Xingzhi was silent.

After a long time, he whispered: "I understand, thank you."

"You're welcome!" The young boy felt that he seemed to be very sad and a little overwhelmed, so he could only tell what he knew, "Big brother, let me tell you another secret."

"That friend of yours made a mistake. Today's banquet is not for you to wash away the dust. Today is to officially announce Xie Anheng's identity in Xia's family."

Cen Xiangyang gave a strange cry, and rushed over: "What are you talking about? Isn't today a welcome feast for Brother Xingzhi?!"

Xie Xingzhi was thrown into his arms by him, and Cen Xiangyang felt that he was too excited: "I'm sorry, brother Xingzhi, didn't I overwhelm you?"

"No." Xie Xingzhi shook his head, "How heavy you can be, it's okay to press it."

Cen Xiangyang heaved a sigh of relief. He had been abroad for too long for treatment, and Xie Xingzhi was in a hurry to come back just after the operation. He hadn't fully recovered yet, so he subconsciously treated Xie Xingzhi like a glass man.

But he still realized the important point: "That kid Xie Anheng actually defected to Xia Jinghui? He brought brother Xing Zhi with you? What is he thinking?"

Xie Xingzhi didn't answer, his face was not very good-looking.

He never thought that the truth of the matter turned out to be like this.

But how could it be so...

Xia Jinghui turned out to be his biological father. In his previous life, he had doubted Xie Weimao and had investigated, but nothing happened before he found out anything famous, and he never thought of the Xia family.

The most important thing is Xie Anheng.

Before he left, he clearly paved the way for Xie Anheng to go in the future.

Xie Anheng only needs to move forward steadily, and his future achievements will definitely be higher than his previous life, but now he has waded into the troubled waters of the Xia family and took a shortcut.

And hearing what this little boy said just now, Xie Anheng...blame him.

Xie Xingzhi closed his eyes forcefully, raised his hand and rubbed between his brows.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cen Xiangyang began to panic: "Brother Xingzhi, this is not your fault, who would have expected such a thing."

"Besides, you have been kind to Xie Anheng in nurturing you. If he blames you because of this, and allows Xia Jinghui to spread such rumors to slander you, this bastard is really not a thing. Wait until the banquet is over and see how I teach you a lesson..."

"No need." Xie Xingzhi calmed down and interrupted him, "I will have a good talk with him."

Cen Xiangyang didn't want the guests next to him to hear what they were saying, so the two of them were head to head and very close.

He wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly he saw Xie Anheng walking over with a wine glass: "Brother."

His eyes turned back and forth between the two of them, and he raised his eyes: "It will take a long time to finish here, too many guests and noisy, why don't I ask someone to take my brother to the guest room to rest first."

Although it was in a discussing tone, Xie Xingzhi was obviously not given a choice. The two bodyguards had already stood beside him just now.

In the end, it was an old acquaintance who made the gesture of invitation to him.

Zhao Zhiyin raised his hand: "I'll take you to the room."

Cen Xiangyang immediately grabbed Xie Xingzhi: "What kind of medicine do you sell in your gourd? You don't have any seniority, and you still threaten your brother?"

Xie Anheng's gaze stayed on his holding Xie Xingzhi's hand for half a second, his eyes flickered slightly, and he was still very polite: "Brother."

The well-behaved child at the beginning has now become like this, Xie Xingzhi was in a complicated mood for a while.

He stood up and moved Cen Xiangyang's hand away: "It's okay, don't worry."

After speaking, he said to Zhao Zhiyin: "Lead the way."

Xie Anheng took half a step back and passed Xie Xingzhi, his eyelashes drooping slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Zhao Zhiyin led Xie Xingzhi through the crowd and left the banquet hall.

Cen Xiangyang, who stayed behind, raised his head and met Xie Anheng's eyes.

His eyes followed Xie Xingzhi's leaving back.

Contrary to the indifferent attitude just now, that gaze seemed to be ice, and there was a raging fire hidden inside, clamoring that it might break the shackles at any time, devouring everyone in his eyes.

A certain doubt he had for a long time seemed to suddenly have an answer, but the thought flashed by and disappeared too quickly, and Cen Xiangyang didn't catch it.

He frowned.

After a few minutes, Zhao Zhiyin came back after seeing off Xie Xingzhi.

Cen Xiangyang immediately got up from his seat and walked towards him.

"You kid treat me like a fool, don't you?" He stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him, but Cen Xiangyang was stunned for a second before raising his eyebrows, "You lied to me even though you knew it was a grand feast. It caused me to be troubled by Brother Xing..."

In a year, Zhao Zhiyin has also changed a lot, his stature has grown a lot, as if he has practiced, his once thin shoulders have become broad and thick, and he is actually half a head taller than him.

He lowered his eyelashes: "How did I lie to you?"

"Didn't you send me a message to tell me that this is Xie Anheng's reception banquet for his brother?" Cen Xiangyang angrily took out his phone.

He was so angry, Zhao Zhiyin still behaved in a calm manner, waiting for him to call out WeChat.

"I just said that you have been back for so long, and I want to cleanse you up." He changed his angle and held Cen Xiangyang's hand. The latter listened to his voice and carefully read the content of the news, but did not notice this movement.

Zhao Zhiyin waited for him for half a minute: "Finished? When did I say that this is Xie Anheng's reception banquet for his brother?"

Cen Xiangyang didn't seem to believe his eyes, rubbed hard a few times and looked again, the message still read——

[Long time no see, tonight's banquet will cleanse you up. 】

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Cen Xiangyang: "You are... cheating!"

Zhao Zhiyin raised his eyebrows: "You have bad eyesight, so you can't blame me."

Cen Xiangyang: "This is obviously a banquet for the Xia family to announce Xie Anheng's identity. If you want to cleanse me up, won't you invite me to eat in another place? You are so poor that you still want to borrow someone else's banquet?"

Zhao Zhiyin: "That's right, you took away all my family property back then, and now I'm so poor, this banquet has all kinds of delicacies, so I don't deserve to give you a cleanse?"

"When the hell will I steal your property..." Cen Xiangyang almost gasped, and he wanted to say a few more words to Zhao Zhiyin, when the whole hall suddenly fell silent.

The lights gradually dimmed, and finally only the spotlights in front of the hall remained.

"?" Cen Xiangyang looked back, and saw Xie Anheng and Xia Jinghui standing together, one behind the other, under the only light source.

Zhao Zhiyin sighed, and pulled him to sit down next to him: "Xie Anheng ordered me to do so, not that I want to attend his banquet. The reception banquet for you has already been set, at your favorite Luzhou Street, If you are dissatisfied, you can choose the time and place, and you can eat whatever you want. He has something to say now, and you can argue later."

This coaxing tone made Cen Xiangyang furious: "When did I say I wanted to quarrel with you..."

"Thank you very much for participating in this banquet." Xia Jinghui stood at the front and made an opening remark. The sound of the loudspeaker interrupted Cen Xiangyang's words, "I think everyone has already understood the purpose of our banquet."

He seemed to want to turn his head to look at Xie Anheng, but he still held back. Cen Xiangyang could clearly sense that Xia Jinghui's smile was stiff: "My eldest son Xia Jiayu has not been in good health since he was born, I believe you have heard of it all the time." .”

"About two years ago, considering his health, I discussed with my wife and decided to send him abroad for treatment, and let him rest there all the time."

The people on the field are all human beings, and they know what is going on, but they still cooperate with Xia Jinghui in this story of a loving father and a filial son.

"Perhaps God favored me. After I parted with Jiayu, I found my youngest son who had been separated for many years." Xia Jinghui finally got to the point, and he turned sideways to make room for Xie Anheng, "My youngest son...An Heng , at a young age but with outstanding abilities, I am very pleased to have managed the Xia family to flourish in just one year with my own efforts."

"Now that I'm getting older, it's time to hand over the stage to young people."

"I called all my friends here today, just to tell everyone the good news—"

Xie Anheng took two steps forward and walked beside him.

Xia Jinghui and his eyes briefly met, and then quickly moved away, barely maintaining the appearance: "The Xia family in Manbei City, from now on, will be completely handed over to my son... An Heng!"

The voice fell, and the hall was silent for two seconds.

Immediately afterwards, warm applause resounded through the audience.

After the applause died down, Xie Anheng took his place and swept across the stage.

"Hi everyone, I'm Xie Anheng." A faint smile curled up on his lips, he didn't mind saying his surname in public at all, and he didn't give even the slightest look to Xia Jinghui, who changed his face behind him.

"In the future, the family business will rely more on everyone. I still have a lot to say at today's banquet..."

The rest of the people waited eagerly, racking their brains to figure out how to please the new person in power.

Cen Xiangyang opened his eyes wide.

He sat on the chair blankly.

Everyone's focus was on the transfer of power between Xia Jinghui and Xie Anheng, but he could clearly see Xie Anheng's eyes turning away.

It was that kind of shocking depth again, as if waiting for the prey to fall completely into his palm.

The wolf's ambition is obvious.

The thought that flashed through his mind before was suddenly very clear at this moment.

Cen Xiangyang jumped up from the chair with a "huh", and when no one else was paying attention, he quickly ran towards Xie Xingzhi's room.

The top of the cruise ship.

Inside the suite.

The room was large and quiet. Xie Xingzhi walked around alone and found that there was a dinner left on the small tea table.

They are all very light things, with a glass of warm water next to them, still steaming.

He didn't eat much in the banquet hall, but he wasn't in the mood to eat now either. Xie Xingzhi sat down and suddenly heard a noise outside the window.

"I told you earlier that he is a waste, and he pretended to be smart and lured wolves into the house."

"But that is his own blood after all..."

"So what about his own blood, how could he put Xia Jinghui in his eyes?"

"It's all my fault. It would be great if he didn't know about Jiayu."

Xie Xingzhi frowned, and quietly approached the window.

There was a woman standing on the balcony downstairs, with her back to him, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Beside her was an old woman, sitting in a wheelchair.

The old woman was quiet for a few seconds, then turned to look at the woman: "I persuaded you when you said you wanted to marry him, how did it turn out?"

Women don't speak.

"What's the use of talking about it now." The old woman sighed for a long time, "It's fine if the Shi family falls into the hands of Xia Jinghui, at least it should be passed on to Jiayu, and in the end it belongs to his own family. Now another one pops up. Xie Anheng..."

After finishing these words, it seemed that the sea breeze was a bit strong, and the woman pushed the old woman back into the room.

Shi family.

Are these two Xia Jinghui's wife and mother-in-law?

Before Xie Xingzhi could calm down and think carefully, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

The door opened immediately with a "snap"——

"Brother Xingzhi, come with me!" Cen Xiangyang rushed in and grabbed Xie Xingzhi's left hand, "That kid Xie Anheng wants to treat you—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Xie Xingzhi raised his eyes and met Xie Anheng's deep eyes.

The latter glanced at their intertwined hands, and tilted his head: "He's yours."

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Cen Xiangyang was picked up by Zhao Zhiyin and carried out.

"Xiangyang!" Xie Xingzhi took a step forward, but was blocked by Xie Anheng on the door.

The figure that was already half a head taller than him felt oppressive.

He stood at the door, with the dark corridor behind him, he was clearly smiling, but his eyes were dark and cold.

Xie Anheng picked up Xie Xingzhi's neckline with his fingertips, his eyes fell on the ill-fitting dress, and after a few seconds, he asked warmly, "Brother, where do you want to escape to this time?"