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At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiao Mocun walked out of the meeting room with a slightly tired face, followed by the bosses of several start-up companies.

In the elevator room, everyone shook hands with him repeatedly, scrambling to show him their middle-aged, nearly bald hair, with their backs bent even more than the Phalaenopsis leaves that welcome guests at the front desk.

The image projected onto the elevator door looked a little funny, and Xiao Mo suddenly felt disgusted in his heart.

He used to be a typical Party B when he was working in Fanyin. If he wanted to enter Party A's company, he had to ask the client to issue temporary access cards for five or six of them.

So he knew what was going on in the minds of those who bowed and bowed in front of him, including his subordinates.

This is just one of the many luxury hotels under Gemdale, but all the employees have known him in advance.

Now Xiao Mocun's identity is public, but little is known about his life experience, and the entire Qi family keeps a secret.All kinds of peachy and magical suspicions have never stopped, but no one is stupid enough to make irresponsible remarks in front of him.The employees who are paid to work have only respect for the future helmsman and the fear of the Eβ10 pheromone that Qi's family has inherited.

Perhaps there is also the spring heart sprout when facing the young and promising handsome Alpha.

The beautiful girls in the administrative department would secretly take pictures of him with their mobile phones when he passed the reception desk early in the morning, and then send them to their respective small groups to analyze which brand of spring show tie he was wearing today. Such a good-quality Alpha Which Omega will be in the bag in the future.

However, Xiao Mocun was the same as when he was in Fanyin, unsmiling, unsociable, and ignored all good intentions and malice.

After taking the elevator downstairs, Li Zhenghao's deputy was already waiting in the hall.

"Mr. Xiao, the car is just outside, should we go home directly?"

Now among the general public, his Xiao Mocun's home has become a luxurious villa of Qi's family with one house, two courtyards and three courtyards, while Hui Xiao's shop is cleverly called "Hui Lao House".

Xiao Mocun was silent for two seconds and then nodded slightly, "It's hard work for you to wait for me so late."

"Where." After all, Li Zhenghao was young and impatient, and said without thinking: "You are my boss, this is my job, let alone—"

As soon as he said this, he consciously made a slip of the tongue, paused awkwardly for a moment, and the words turned abruptly in his throat: "Besides, Mr. Xiao is also busy and hasn't rested yet."

There is a matter that has been discussed privately in Jindi for several months, and it is not a secret: the new Mr. Xiao seems to have some inconvenience in his right hand. He always wears a single black palm glove in front of people, and never drives by himself.

Although such a thing simply added a bit of abstinence to him, seeing that he even signed with his left hand, his subordinates already regarded his crippled right hand as another taboo topic besides his life experience.

Xiao Mocun heard that his body was stiff for a second and then slowly relaxed. Then he raised his right hand expressionlessly and loosened his tie, revealing the pure black leather palm glove, "Let's go."

Li Zhenghao slapped himself hard in his heart, telling you which pot to open and which pot to carry.

The two walked out of the elevator without looking sideways, one in front of the other, and suddenly heard a childish voice when they passed the piano in the middle of the hall.

"Dad, is this a Steinway? I want to play it."

Xiao Mocun's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Looking back, a little boy who was not much taller than the piano bench was hiding beside the piano, wearing a blue denim jacket and a baseball cap embroidered with NY on the back, his right hand was being held by someone, and his left hand was holding the piano Brink looked anxiously at the people around him.

The person leading him should be an Omega, who lowered his head and was focused on answering text messages, not paying attention to what he said for a while.The little boy soon became unhappy, and stretched out his fleshy index finger of his right hand to boldly poke at the keys——

噔

The piano suddenly made a low-pitched sound, breaking the silence of the hall like the bubble gum blown by a child.

"Don't move around!" Omega came back to his senses and patted the back of his hand to scare him, "Did you forget the third chapter of our contract? You are not allowed to touch things or ask for toys when you are out of the house. You are mortgaged here alone."

Adults always like to intimidate their children in this way. They think it is harmless, but in fact, children will also care and be afraid.

Sure enough, the little boy was beaten and frightened by his father, his mouth was pouted immediately, his eyes were red, as if he had suffered some great grievance, and he defended himself in a childlike voice.

"Mumu just pressed that button, Mumu didn't break it, Dad, don't leave me..."

Shouting and shouting, his mouth deflated, and he cried out.

Seeing his son's tears rolling down like broken pearls, his nose sucking and sucking, and crying louder and louder, his father panicked and knelt down in a hurry to comfort him, "Okay, okay!" Don't cry, dad is joking, why is dad willing to leave Mu Mu, don't cry... Look, there are no children crying in this hall, are they afraid of being ugly..."

"Mumu."

A deep voice suddenly sounded beside the two father and son.

It was Xiao Mocun. He walked to the piano and squatted down. His eyes were focused and gentle. He stretched out his fingers and gently scratched the crying face of the little boy. "My little friend, your name is Mumu?"

Kid Mumu seemed to be frightened by his sudden appearance, sobbing stopped immediately, and he looked at him stupidly with bright black eyes, then nodded slowly.

Yes, my name is Mumu.

The child's father obviously didn't understand what was going on. He looked at Li Zhenghao behind him and then at him in suit and leather shoes, "Are you?"

"This is the vice president of our group, you don't need to be nervous." Li Zhenghao explained at the right time.

Group Vice President?

so young?

The young Omega opened his mouth slightly, and after staring at him for a while, he suddenly felt impolite, and hurriedly looked away.

"The child is crying so sad, why does he want to play this piano?" Xiao Mocun asked.

"Yes..." His father immediately felt embarrassed, "I'm really sorry, I let him touch the piano just now, but it didn't break it. I have already taught him a lesson."

The little boy knew how to pretend to be a little man in front of strangers, hugged his mother's leg tightly and looked at the uncle in front of him, holding back his tears and hiccupping.

Xiao Mocun's eyebrows and eyes were full of incomprehensible deep love, he folded his legs and squatted on the ground, and stretched out his right hand with a palm glove to straighten his crying baseball cap.

"Do you want uncle to hug you and sit on the stool to play?"

The sudden kindness made the little boy timid, he just pulled his mother's pants and kept silent, his mouth was tightly pressed, wanting but not daring to speak.

Xiao Mocun smiled, wrapped his left hand around his waist and hugged him suddenly with a little force, supported him with his right hand weakly, then got up and took two steps, and put him firmly on the piano bench.

"Let's play." His tone was as gentle as the most suitable tea, "You can play as long as you want."

The child's father was still apprehensive at first, but later saw that he was not malicious, so he readily accepted it and thanked him.

A bright and lovely smile appeared on the corners of Mumu's mouth and eyebrows. He put both hands on the piano and knocked a series of notes impatiently, as if he had learned a little bit. When he heard the music, he looked back gratefully at Xiao Mocun, shy And said innocently: "Thank you uncle..."

"You're welcome." Xiao Mocun couldn't help rubbing his head.

Turning around, he looked at the child's father: "Are you two here for a trip?"

Omega was stared at by him, and he was quite embarrassed to straighten the shirt on his body, "Yes... come, come to travel, and see his Alpha father by the way."

"Where are the others?" Xiao Mocun asked abruptly, "Why didn't you come to pick you up?"

"He..." A trace of disappointment flashed in Omega's eyes, "He's very busy with work, and... Forget it, I don't know if he will be happy to see us."

It's another story about Alpha being busy with work and neglecting his family, which sounds very familiar.

Xiao Mo's eyebrows jumped, and he rubbed the child's head with his left hand involuntarily, his movements were extremely slow, as if he was so distressed that he couldn't bear to leave.

"How could his father not like such a cute child?"

Omega pulled a bitter smile on his face, "If only all Alphas were as patient as you are with children."

After saying this, the circles of his eyes were completely red.

Alpha always has big plans and ambitions, and often feels held back by his family, but forgets what the purpose of working hard is.

Xiao Mocun's eyes sank slightly, and he paused for three seconds before saying, "You are wrong, I am the most impatient person."

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After leaving the Omega and the child who met by chance, Xiao Mocun deliberately walked around to the front desk of the hotel, and ordered the staff to upgrade the father and son to a three-day viewing suite, free of charge, and asked the waiter to give them a lifetime honor of the restaurant. Enjoy the card, Caliga has a right to use the piano at any time, and all expenses will be recorded in his personal name.

The front desk took the order in surprise, and didn't even figure out what the lucky father and son were called.

After getting into the car, even Li Zhenghao couldn't hold back his curiosity, and cast a questioning look from the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Xiao, do you know that kid just now?"

It doesn't look like it.

Xiao Mocun lowered the car window, took a deep breath of the air outside the window, and said calmly: "I don't know."

"Then why do you..."

How come it's like seeing your own son.

The carriage was suddenly quiet.

Just when Li Zhenghao thought that the volatile young director in the back seat would not come back to him again, his gloomy voice suddenly sounded again.

"He's getting his name well."

Mumu, Mumu, the child with this name deserves his patience and love.

Li Zhenghao didn't understand, so he just shut up and stopped talking.

Speeding all the way.

The night outside the car is dark and long, like a silent drama that never ends. The protagonist pours out his own emotions in the car, but what he interprets is another person's complicated life.

"Zhenghao." Xiao Mocun suddenly said after a while, "You send him back in the afternoon, where does he live?"

He didn't say who it was, let alone which of the two.But if Li Zhenghao couldn't even see through such shallow things, he would have spent so many years working in the strategic investment department of Gemdale in vain.

"A villa in the eastern suburbs, the community seems to be called..." Li Zhenghao looked very aggrieved after thinking about it for a while.

"It's okay, I know where it is." Xiao Mocun interrupted him.

It seems that Yu Nian has been living in Yu's house since he recovered.

The apartment that took all his savings and was backed by a 20-year mortgage is probably vacant at the moment, and will no longer be taken care of by the owner. It may have been dusty, and the warmth and brightness of the past no longer exist.

After that, Xiao Mocun didn't speak again.

The Qi family's villa is some distance away from the urban area, and the cold air in the early morning surrounded the spacious car and drove towards the suburbs.The winding mountain road is winding and quiet. The two headlights in front of the car swept across the white-painted road covered with thin frost, and the car body crossed the arched covered bridge with wooden railings and flowing water, and finally arrived at the mansion with clear boundaries between the front, middle and back yards, and high walls and closely monitored.

like a prison.

This was Xiao Mocun's first reaction when he saw the Qi family's house for the first time.

The surrounding walls are towering, and the camera moves with the vehicle body. If you listen carefully at night, you can even hear the sound of the machine turning.

Such a deep house is dull enough from a distance, but it is more serious and serious inside.From the moment the right foot steps into the gate, the powerful pheromone hidden in the air can't wait to emerge.It is like a boa constrictor entrenched in the front yard of Qi's house, with a red letter spitting out of its mouth, it is heavily guarded to observe every person who tries to trespass, and checks the identity and pheromone level of the person who comes.

You don't need to have experienced it before to know that the former Qi family must have been a battleground where several Alpha pheromones fight, and the winner is king.

Even now, this primitive Colosseum still retains the bloody smell of fierce beasts biting. They came out from behind the necks of several uncles surnamed Qi and Qi Minghong, eagerly fighting for the territory and defending their own vested interests. Benefit.

The atmosphere is always cold and depressing, making him have no desire to communicate with anyone.

But this time when he moved back to Qi's house, Qi Minghong had set up rules for him in advance.No matter how late you get home, you have to go to Qi Minghong's room to say hello.At first, Xiao Mocun didn’t understand. For him, a vice president who became a monk halfway, the work of Gemdale was not easy, and it could even be called heavy. It was common for him to go home after midnight, and it didn’t fit his feelings or reason to ask about Ann. .

Besides, he didn't want to meet frequently with his blood-related grandfather.

However, Qi Minghong was quite persistent on this matter.He said: "Time is running out. I am a half-buried person. I don't have much time to wait. Before I close my eyes, I must make sure that you have identified yourself as a member of the Qi family from the bottom of your heart."

It sounds like desensitization therapy, forcing Xiao Mocun to call him "grandpa" again and again, to recognize his identity.

knock --

Xiao Mocun stood at the door of the room on the second floor and knocked twice.

"Come in." An old voice came from the door.

He pushed open the door and entered, calling in a low voice, "Grandpa."

Qi Minghong was looking at some document in his hand with his glasses on, when he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said staidly: "It's a good day, let's just shout."

Like training a dog.

The concentration of pheromone in this bedroom is several times higher than that in the living room and the corridor. Xiao Mocun forced himself to be calm, "I have nothing to do, I'll go back to my room first, we will meet tomorrow."

As soon as he turned around, Qi Minghong called out to stop him: "Wait."

Xiao Mocun turned around in silence.

Qi Minghong held a black crutch with his wrinkled hands, and stood up neatly.

"Today I played golf with an old friend. I heard something that you may be interested in. Before I'm an old fool, I'll tell you quickly, as a reward for your grandpa just now."

Xiao Mocun frowned deeply, feeling disgusted for no reason, but still could only listen patiently.

Qi Minghong looked at his expression and smiled, "The property of the Yu family seems to be mortgaged."

Yu family?

Xiao Mo put away all the impatience in an instant, "Which property? Why mortgage it?"

"Why, do they still have a lot of real estate?" Qi Minghong spoke in an extremely slow tone, seven points careless, three points high-spirited, and the fingers on the head of the stick moved slightly, "If I remember correctly, it should be There's only one place left."

That is the building where Yu Nian lives now.

People who were once prominent will not sell their ancestral property unless it is absolutely necessary.

The masseter muscles on Xiao Mocun's face moved according to his thoughts, and when he was about to speak, Qi Minghong cut him off.

"Want to repay grievances with kindness? People may not be grateful to you."

Qi Dong, who has a wealth of experience in life, stared at the palm of his grandson's right hand loosely and tightly, with a look that completely saw through the mind of the younger generation.

Xiao Mocun, who knew he couldn't hide anything, remained silent for a moment, and looked at his grandfather before turning around to leave, with a rare low profile in his eyes, as if hoping that the other party would be lenient.

"What is owed to him must be paid," he said.

Pay back what you owe, maybe you can sleep well.