Chapter 69: Chips "Harm, your ex-husband"

Shen Yunxiao frowned and patted the man's head, "No."

"Who said that?"

The young man loosened his arms and pointed at Rong Mingzheng with confidence. The beads on his wrist matched his fair arm very well.

"he!"

“…”

Rong Mingzheng looked over with an expressionless face, almost looking through the man, and sneered.

"An An's temperament has really changed."

Shen Yunxiao was dissatisfied and said calmly, "He has been like this since he was a child."

His tone was very calm, there was nothing he couldn't accept, he looked straight ahead with ease.

"Talk?"

Before the boy could explain more, he was taken away by the servant, almost semi-forced.

"No, no?"

Tea room.

The air is filled with smoke and has a strong classical flavor.

Shen Yunxiao saw the clue and asked calmly, "What did you give him? He hates me."

Rong Mingzheng's eyes showed a bit of annoyance. Hate it. If you hate it, should you just go up and hug me?

"It's useless."

"I can't die."

The teacup shattered into pieces in an instant.

"Rong Mingzheng!"

The boy was locked back in his room, puzzled as to why this happened.

Brother Mingzheng...

Ah, what a disgusting name.

The boy patted his head again and tilted it, trying to pour out the water.

He walked back and forth in his slippers, and finally raised his hand and looked at his bracelet.

Dark, lustrous and shiny.

"Chen Ning'an" felt at ease all of a sudden, but he seemed to be flashed by some red dots, and he rubbed his eyes in confusion.

Touching the wrist, "I like it."

The distance was very close, and the exported image was blurry, but the sound came through vaguely.

The clothes were rustling as the boy was searching for something.

The people in the dark room watched it inch by inch.

…

The boy became more and more happy as he searched the bag, as there were so many good things in it.

Gold, gold!

“Shen Ning’an” had a servant watching him, but he didn’t care and fished one out and hung it on himself.

I never get tired of it.

When Shen Yunxiao pushed the door open to look for his brother, the one he saw was a young man shining with golden light.

“…”

"elder brother!"

People even got out of bed happily and turned around.

“Does it look good?”

Shen Yunxiao's hanging hands were originally clenched, but now they loosened slightly and he said in a gentle voice, "It looks good."

"Eh... you didn't scold me?"

The boy's expression suddenly became calm again, and he tilted his head, "You actually praised me."

“Shen Ning’an” took a few steps back, clasped his hands behind his back, his heart pounding.

Carefully.

Shen Yunxiao's heart ached and he raised his hand and stretched it out, "Go home, I'm here to pick you up."

"An An."

The boy still didn't move, "Come here."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a calm expression.

"Shen Ning'an" was considered happy, tilted his head, walked around the people, and said seriously:

"Can't you just come over here?"

"Why do I have to walk around?"

The boy's instinctive thinking logic was very straightforward, without any tactful thoughts, and he took another step back.

"Brother, come here."

Shen Yunxiao: “…”

Rong Mingzheng looked at the signed document on the table and rubbed his fingers expressionlessly. The Shen family was indeed a useful tool.

But at this moment——

Bang!

Some china seemed to be broken.

The servant was terrified, and the boy stood aside with a confused look on his face.

Shen Yunxiao held his hand and looked at it.

I just strolled too far and accidentally bumped into a vase.

When the servant saw the master coming, he immediately bent his waist even deeper and stammered, "Sir, he bumped into it accidentally... This is..."

The young man tilted his head and looked at it, then asked in advance, "You're not going to say it's a vase from a certain dynasty, are you?"

"Your vase hit me."

"I didn't hit the vase."

Rong Mingzheng's eyebrows were twitching, and he waved his hand to let the servant go.

"Is An An okay?"

The boy shook his head but said bluntly, "My hand hurts."

“…”

Rong Mingzheng said expressionlessly, "I'll get a doctor for you."

"That's not necessary."

The boy said seriously, "Just don't put the vase in the corner in the future. It will hinder people from walking."

Shen Yunxiao coughed twice and interrupted, "If there's nothing else, I'll take An An home. Then--"

"etc."

Rong Mingzheng smiled gently, raised his hand and handed over a white medicine bottle from his pocket, "If there is a problem, you can feed it to him."

"Slow down."

The atmosphere became tense until...

"I'm still here."

The boy tilted his head, standing between the two of them, and said in confusion.

Rong Mingzheng's eyelids were trembling, and he closed his eyes, "An An, children should not interrupt."

"I'm not a child."

Answer in seconds.

Stare at people.

"Am I sick? Why should I take medicine?"

Rong Mingzheng was almost annoyed by the noise and asked coldly, "You used to talk so much?"

Shen Ningan stood in front of him, his face calm, and said blankly, “An An is a human being, of course An An can speak.”

"When I'm unhappy, I won't talk so much."

"I don't like you."

Rong Mingzheng was stunned, a gloomy mood came over him, but he had already turned his head and stood back up.

He looked up and asked Shen Yunxiao, "Am I sick, brother?"

Dependence emotion.

Shen Yunxiao lowered his eyes and looked at the man, "It's okay."

Avoided the topic.

He took the person away.

Rong Mingzheng looked at the vase distractedly and sneered.

No change?

How is that possible.

Inside the car

"Do you like Rong Mingzheng? Tell me, do you really like him?" Shen Yunxiao parked the car on the side of the road and asked in a gentle voice.

The boy was originally looking at his hands in the sunlight to make sure he was not a ghost, but when he heard that, he looked over in a daze.

"Do you hate me, brother?"

Instead of answering, he asked his own question.

Shen Yunxiao's heart was trembling, and he shook his head, "I don't hate it, I don't hate it."

Shen Ningan’s eyes instantly turned red, and he said firmly, “No, you hate me.”

The person in front of me had fair skin and a thin chin, and looked particularly lonely as he spoke in a daze.

"I... I sent you a message... but you ignored me... I had a car accident and you didn't come to see me..."

"And they're sending me out for marriage."

Tears fell one by one.

He was just stating the story, and his emotions were spreading little by little. "Chen Ning'an" would not speak plainly, but "Chen Lin" would say it all out aggrievedly.

"No marriage, no marriage, you don't need to do anything in the future."

"I swear."

The boy tilted his head, stopped crying, and replied, "Brother Mingzheng has a girlfriend... He treats me as a substitute, but I take care of him and he doesn't give me money... Why do I still like him?"

It's like a collision of confused thoughts.

The boy seemed to be talking to himself.

Shen Yunxiao frowned slightly until he saw someone patting his mouth. He said helplessly, "Brother, what's wrong with me? I'm screaming so disgustingly."

"I always call him Brother Mingzheng. It's so weird."

"Eh."

The person in front of me still had tear marks on his cheeks and his eyelashes were wet, but his emotions came and went quickly.

Wiped myself.

Realizing that someone was looking at him, he raised his eyes and asked, "Brother?"

"Um."

Went to Ruyan Garden——

The boy was a little timid when he entered the room, and looked at Shen Yunxiao nervously, "I, I'll change my clothes, or Auntie will scold me."

Shen Yunxiao looked very unhappy. He lowered his eyes slightly and said to the others, "I fired her. Brother didn't pay attention to her before. Did she bully you?"

"Resigned."

And said it again.

Almost his hands were shaking behind him, “Shen Ning’an” felt his face being gently touched, and the person in front of him bent down slightly and said bit by bit:

"You can like whoever you want to like."

"Brother is wrong."

"Brother will never say that to you again."

"Go home, let's go home."

A gust of wind blew over, and the pure black pupils reflected a man who was almost out of control of his emotions.

"Am I dead, brother?"

The dark hair was touched, "No, you are fine."

Shen Ningan grabbed the hand on his face, tilted his head and asked softly, “But you look like I died once.”

It is chilly in spring and the wind makes people's chins turn red.

Lin Yanqing hurried back from outside, and before she had time to communicate the information in her hand, she learned the news that Shen Ningan had been "redeemed".

Everything at home was the same as before, there was even steaming soup on the table, and his eldest son was cooking.

“…”

Lin Yanqing went back and opened the door again.

"What's going on?"

Shen Yunxiao said expressionlessly, "Nothing, An An is back, he is sleeping upstairs."

"Isn't he at the Lu family? Isn't he Rong——"

Lin Yanqing reacted immediately and asked, "What deal did you reach with the Rong family?"

There was dead silence.

When "Chen Ning'an" went downstairs, what he saw was the stepmother slapping someone, with great force, and it looked extremely painful.

The boy was so scared that he went back again, with his left foot stacked on his right foot against the door.

Until there was a knock on the door, Shen Yunxiao came up and asked him to come down to eat.

Fearjpg.

At the dinner table——

Lin Yanqing frowned and looked at people, "Chen Lin?"

The boy had been lowering his head, but when he heard the name, he immediately looked up, his eyes wide open, "Are you calling me?"

Shen Yunxiao frowned, but said calmly, “Your name is Shen Ning’an.”

"Shen Yunxiao!"

The chopsticks were put down.

The boy sat down obediently, put down his chopsticks quietly and pursed his lips.

"Eat your meal." Lin Yanqing frowned.

The young man looked at his nose and his heart, and did not dare to eat.

Be honest.

It made people laugh.

"You don't remember anything at all?"

Lin Yanqing touched the person’s chin and raised it up, “Shen Ning’an” looked at the person blankly.

"Aunt……"

A muffled tone.

"Call me mom."

Shen Yunxiao tightened his grip on the chopsticks and said nothing.

"Mom, Mom."

Lin Yanqing glanced at her son sideways, sneered in her heart, and unconsciously increased the strength in her hands.

"ah……"

"Mom, please stop rubbing his hair."

The young man in front of him looked pitiful, with his hair messed up.

Dull.

Shen Yunxiao frowned, stood up, bent down, picked the person up with one hand, and placed him a little further away.

"Sit here and eat your meal."

The scene was very quiet for a moment.

"Lu family, have you figured out what to do?"

Lin Yanqing didn't shy away from the question and said directly, "I can hold out for three months, can you... hold out for three days? It's the second day now."

"You eat."

Lin Yanqing took the time to comfort the dazed person, treating him as a child.

"Fortunately, I have the majority of the company's shares now, so I can treat your signature as waste paper... It's a bit troublesome, yes."

"Are you so useless? You surrendered when the Rong family asked you to?"

Shen Yunxiao remained silent the whole time, but when he heard this, he looked up and said, “Everyone comes back for different reasons. I just want Shen Ning to be safe and sound.”

“…”

Bang!

The boy's spoon slipped, making some noise, and he looked at the two people helplessly.

“S-Sorry.”

Lin Yanqing sighed, propped up her arm and looked at the people, and said lightly, "I still have to take charge of the family business."

"Shen Ning'an" was stunned. In his memory, his stepmother was always a beautiful, dignified, generous and gentle woman, and she would never be associated with the self-proclaimed name of "old mother".

"Eat, eat, poor thing."

He raised his hand and touched the person's hair.

The boy rubbed the finger unconsciously, and Lin Yanqing's heart melted. The younger he got, the more obedient he became, and his memory regressed.

kid.

I don’t really want to return it to the Lu family.

"I don't care what you think. Anyway, there are two things. First, Shen Zhongshan may not be dead. I spent a lot of money to check the genetic comparison and found that someone falsified it for me. You go and check it. Second, you have to handle the issue of An An's identity. At least do better than the Lu family did."

Lin Yanqing propped up her arms and looked at the child next to her, and said softly, "Do you think you are very affectionate?"

"An An is not a bargaining chip. Just based on this point, you are indeed not as good as Lu Yuting."

The tone is very calm.

But at this moment, the boy looked straight over, "Who?"

It seemed that his eyes were wet, or perhaps his expression was too helpless and dazed.

Lin Yanqing's evil taste came back, and she frowned and pretended to think, "Who is it?"

"I don't know either."

Shen Yunxiao frowned and was about to stand up, but was stopped by a gaze. Lin Yanqing said expressionlessly, "An An, do you think your brother is good-looking?"

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

"nice."

Shen Yunxiao's heartstrings were moved, and his gloomy mood was soothed.

"What about the figure? What does An An think?"

Shen Yunxiao pursed his lips, having no idea what his mother was going to say, and became nervous.

"Brother, I exercise, it's good."

"You can knock me down with one punch."

The young man said seriously.

Perhaps it was some vague memory of kicking a door.

Lin Yanqing: “…”

Never mind. That's fine.

"Rong Mingzheng is blind and lame, and only his face is passable. Although he has recovered, who knows if he will relapse."

"I don't understand, you—"

The young man originally thought that he was going to criticize the elder, and was there to watch the fun, but he was stunned by a Great Wilderness Prisoner of Heaven Finger and sat up straight.

"Why do you like him?"

Shen Yunxiao frowned, but at this moment, he turned his finger again, and Lin Yanqing asked again, "Why does your brother feel that he is not as good as him?"

There was silence.

“It’s like being possessed.”

Both the big and the small were at a loss, and "Chen Ning'an" even stuttered, "I don't, I don't like it anymore."

Lin Yanqing looked at people expressionlessly.

The boy was so nervous that he raised his hands, "I swear."

His gaze shifted again.

Shen Yunxiao said expressionlessly, "Rong Mingzheng didn't know that the actual controlling shareholder was you and not me, so the news didn't leak out."

"I am prepared."

The sight continues.

"I have been investigating Shen Zhongshan's case, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to the Rong family so soon. Of course, it's because there is progress."

Lin Yanqing frowned suspiciously.

"Yes, I have selfish motives. I want to take him back as soon as possible."

Admitted it.

Under the bright chandelier, all the worries were laid out.

The weight of emotion lifted in an instant.

Be open and honest.

Until the boy next to him asked blankly, "I, I forgot to ask, Shen...Dad, he..."

"Dead."

Lin Yanqing smiled and said, "Although I'm not sure now, there is no such annoying person at home anymore."

"Are you happy?"

The young boy was stunned, feeling that the world had changed when he woke up.

He smiled politely.

But I also feel like I’m losing merit.

"Lu Yuting is..." he asked anxiously.

Lin Yanqing waved her hand and said, "Oh, your ex-husband."