Chapter 25 Let’s change the name and give it to Daddy. See…

Alley, red sun setting.

A yellow-haired young man in the car opened a flat cigarette box. Before he could take two puffs on the lit cigarette butt, he saw a tall figure approaching him.

The car started up with a loud throttle sound. The yellow-haired young man laughed cheerfully and glanced inside the car. "Brother Lin, is it settled? Oh, no, no, there are thirty-one boxes!"

Crow, heartbroken by the cigarette being ripped from the man's lips, hurried downstairs, picked up the butt, and took two more puffs. Hearing Lin Zhun ask him to get rid of the cigarette smell before getting in the car, he poked his head through the window.

"Brother Lin, long time no see? Have you quit smoking?" Crow was very satisfied with the success of this mission. With Lin Jun around, it wouldn't take much effort for him to get another hefty commission.

It’s just that the time was wrong today, and Lin Zhun disappeared in the second half.

No one could find him, and they saw the unplanned hired bodyguards patrolling the venue. After some inquiries, they found out that Meng Yuzhi actually appeared in this charity event. Naturally, the time wasted by Lin Zhun should be counted on Lin Zhun.

Crow asked him to apologize to his godfather.

As a result, he saw Lin Jun carefully tearing open the outer packaging of the items placed on the back seat. They were a few paintings he had stolen. Crow had never seen Brother Lin so greedy for money, and was curious about what kind of hidden paintings could make Brother Lin risk being exposed and take them back.

The crow also looked forward to it, thinking that it would definitely sell for a good price.

......

"Brother Lin, did you take the wrong one?"

Lin Zhun glared at the crow.

"You're lying!"

Chi Liuai made a heartbroken expression, looking at all the mediocre works in the exhibition hall. After a quick glance, he looked at Meng Yuzhi in disbelief. Just as Chi Liuai had come here with such smugness, so now he was in such agony.

Meng Yuzhi's eyebrows jumped involuntarily. The staff on the scene hurriedly explained that all the surveillance videos had failed during that time period. No one had expected that such a few paintings would be stolen with such a sophisticated plan. If Mr. Meng had not come in person and handed the paintings to ROK, they would have suspected that someone was deliberately trying to scam him.

Being stolen, Meng Yuzhi understood Chi Liuai's nature of arguing even when she was being ignored, and guessed that she must be feeling aggrieved and would not stop complaining, so he took the flat shoes prepared by Chen Hui.

Explain patiently and carefully.

Everyone fell silent and saw Mr. Meng, who was not very approachable outside, half-kneeling in front of the woman and talking to her in a soft voice. It was more like he was making promises that would definitely come true than preaching big principles.

A mature man’s way of dealing with things is always to compensate and stop losses in time.

Reason is an excuse to punish children.

If I really talked to you about the human relationships and the right and wrong between you and me, Chi Liuai would definitely cover her head and cry, saying that she didn't want to listen.

Not like now, pursing lips and lowering head.

I don't mean to make a fuss, but I'm not happy either.

Meng Yuzhi half-knelt, a dark mark left by his Italian men's leather shoes growing ever deeper. After he turned eighteen, Meng Yuzhi had never again experienced such a mark, but before that, none of the scars on his body had appeared because he was trying to please a woman.

The girl shook her feet, slipped out of the man's hands, then caught them again, gently resting them against his knees. Chi Liuai's soles rubbed the sharp center line of Meng Yuzhi's suit pants, which felt a little itchy.

Suddenly, the girl pressed the soles of her feet hard against the man's knees.

Expressing one's emotional ups and downs.

Meng Yuzhi raised his eyes and saw Chi Liuai looking down at him.

"Unhappy?"

Chi Liuai, who was very concerned about her reputation, had waited for what she thought was a rare opportunity to become famous, but then lost it. When Chi Liuai heard that the painting was stolen, she was glad that she did not open the champagne in advance and send a message to Chi Baoyuan to show off, but an inexplicable thought came to her mind.

She threw herself into Meng Yuzhi's arms, this time with sincerity.

Not to apologize, not to ask for anything.

But I really can't help but guess and want to confirm it.

Meng Yuzhi smelled the faint mint scent in the girl's hair. Unlike its refreshing scent, the girl's excited voice was sticky. Chi Liuai put his ear against Meng Yuzhi's chest.

Why are my paintings valued by ROK?

Why were my paintings stolen?

Why did my paintings, which were usually ignored in the past, now have a place in the exhibition hall?

Chi Liuai blushed: "Brother Yuzhi, I understand."

"Yeah." Meng Yuzhi patted her back.

"I'm such a genius! As the saying goes, 'Good wine needs no bush.' Oh my god, someone is willing to steal my work." Chi Liuai felt as if he had done something incredible. "The thief will surely be able to sell it for a high price."

Meng Yuzhi paused, and the laughter in his chest gently bumped into Liuai's red little face.

He continued to listen to the girl's excited recitation, thinking that the thief must be a down-and-out artist who lived in poverty but had great artistic talent. If he had known earlier, he should have painted a few more paintings. It was really hard for this person to come all the way to admire his paintings and then go to great lengths to steal them.

Chi Liuai also made a promise for this.

Liuai is very generous. She can give him many paintings, hoping that his future life will be happier.

Just like that, Chi Liuai, who had no goals for her future, still told Meng Yuzhi with tears in her eyes for the sense of accomplishment of helping others that she decided to continue studying painting in college.

Although, Chi Liuai's life plan has changed dozens of times in these three months.

But it is not just the slow flow of mist that will change.

In Meng Yuzhi's sight, the girl swore in his ear, her palms facing him, as if waving at him. There was obvious redness and swelling inside, which was a sign of excessive friction.

In this regard, the relationship between the two has long changed.

The cold contract terms have now been turned into flirtatious words like "Brother Yuzhi, can you kiss me?" by the kids who have the least sense of contract.

But the first to cross the distance were the hands that were resting on the end of the nightgown.

The innocent mist, immersed in dreams, is completely unaware of the cool breeze and hot touch that night.

Meng Yuzhi felt no guilt at all.

He realized that the naughty Chi Liuai was so lively and attractive.

It was only that night that he realized that Meng Yuzhi, who had always been demanding, had changed his requirements for Liu Ai from "being an excellent wife" to "eating well, sleeping well, and studying well."

Also - don't call out other men's names in your sleep.

Especially when he was trembling beneath him.

That night, Meng Yuzhi learned something from the people of the Chi family.

A disaster even more foolish than Chi Liuai's previous recklessness.

She saw herself making such a fuss for the first time, and then she lay on the soft bed, looking at the movements of her hands in horror, begging her to help her child. How naive and innocent she was.

He turned out to be a liar who was raised by another man. He is so dependent and it turns out that he is not the one I call brother.

At the dinner table, Chi Cheng sneered and recounted the evil deeds of his sister, who grew up in a secluded place with a young man and never recognized her brother again.

He wanted everyone to realize how heartless Chi Liuai was.

Meng Yuzhi, who was in the girl's bedroom, slowly put his gloves and watch aside. His movements were not very gentle. Then, snap - the girl shuddered slightly and turned over uncomfortably. She had been talking in her sleep since Meng Yuzhi entered the room.

"Don't leave me alone."

"elder brother."

"Brother Yuzhi, don't."

"Brother, take me away."

“.......”

Meng Yuzhi slowly read the text messages on his phone and deleted them one by one. It took him quite a while, enough to make the girl's dream ferment and torment.

Fortunately, these past few days, my life has been filled with the thought of Brother Yuzhi. My mind is full of the thought of Brother Yuzhi. Tonight, I feel a little lucky. The thought of my brother in my dream gradually fades away, and the three words Meng Yuzhi occupy my mouth.

Meng Yuzhi's hands were covered with her sweat.

His black eyes were calm, showing no emotion.

He moved the girl's hand away, which was covered with unpromising results. Clumsily, Meng Yuzhi cleaned the two wrinkled fingers.

Then, help it continue to complete the task.

There is a rumor circulating on the Internet about the weaving of dreams. It is said that the cerebral cortex will weave its biggest subconscious thoughts or deepest memories into a trap that transcends time and space, making you immersed in your sleep. Reality and dreams are intertwined, and Chi Liuai mistakenly recognizes his brother.

At this point, the nightmare came true.

"Why can't I scream?"

At the Meng residence, Chi Liuai glanced at Meng Yuzhi, as if a little afraid that he would say something cruel again: "But, I just want to call you brother, Brother Yuzhi, is that not okay?"

Meng Yuzhi changed out of his custom-made suit in the bedroom. The Meng family had a special brand that only made custom clothes for the powerful circle of the Meng family. Including Chi Liuai's clothes, there were countless of them. No one else was qualified. But Chi Liuai didn't understand any of this. She ordered the tailor to make a big logo for her, otherwise it would be difficult to show off.

Chi Liuai followed behind Meng Yuzhi and did not shy away when he saw him changing clothes.

There was even anticipation in his eyes.

After being ordered by Meng Yuzhi to never utter the three words "Brother Yuzhi" again, Chi Liuai could no longer tolerate Meng Yuzhi's temper.

The weather is changeable.

She's about to get hurt on the job!

Don’t call then.

She doesn't care and doesn't like this intimate name at all. Brother Yuzhi didn't give her any overly intimate names, as this would make her seem like a very subservient little girl.

Although Brother Yuzhi also calls himself Liuai.

But, it's not enough.

She also wants to become indifferent!

"Well, Brother Yuzhi, I will never call you Brother Yuzhi again. From now on, Brother Yuzhi, I will call you-" Chi Liuai thought for a moment and said seriously, "Brother, Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng Yuzhi, Mr. Meng..."

Chi Liuai was frightened by Meng Yuzhi's raised eyebrow.

"Think about it, what should your brother call me?" Meng Yuzhi's voice was calm and gentle, but the word "brother" seemed a bit heavy.

The bite made Chi Liuai shrink his head guiltily.

After all, she always thought of Lin Zhun.

The Chi family has so many relatives, and it's complicated, but Chi Liuai never thinks that he is playing the victim. After all, eighteen years ago, there were only two people in the household registration. The family tree was placed in front of Chi Liuai, and he counted on his fingers. Chi Liuai didn't even know how to address Meng Yuzhi.

Faced with Meng Yuzhi's occasionally distant attitude, others must have been confused and frightened for half a day. They would be nervous even if they were a few meters away from Meng Yuzhi, for fear of offending this King of Hell.

But Liuai is very smart, Liuai is very sweet-spoken, and Liuai can save face and let it go.

She was about to throw herself into Brother Yu's arms, and while Brother Yu wasn't paying attention—

"I've never seen such a clingy child."

Meng Yuzhi could even feel the warm down on the girl's cheeks, shimmering faintly in the warm light, disturbing the composure in his expression. Ultimately, it was a good thing that Chi Liuai wasn't afraid of him anymore.

He tolerantly let Chi Liuai put her arms around his neck and gave her support, but he would not indulge her too much.

On the way to the bathroom, he slapped the girl on the head with his palm to make her calm down.

"No, I just want to call you brother, Yuzhi brother, it sounds nice."

Meng Yuzhi didn't allow any arguments: "Change."

So fierce. Chi Liuai rested her chin on Meng Yuzhi's shoulder, whining and unwilling. She gently asked, "Do you not want me anymore?" In fact, what Liuai blurted out was "You don't love me anymore."

Chi Liuai subconsciously blurted out the words that normal couples often say to warm up their feelings, vent their emotions, or end a relationship.

Meng Yuzhi seemed not to hear.

Liu'ai silently changed the sentence, deliberately making it sound more pitiful.

"I'm an adult!"

Her face was flushed and her eyes were vague. She was afraid of losing face in front of others, so she finally gave in.

"Mr. Meng."

Who will save her?

The slap was a bit harder. If she had known this earlier, she would not have stuck to Meng Yuzhi. After all, after returning from the art exhibition, she was originally going to find an agronomist with Sister Baoyuan. Her saplings were always shorter and more yellow than Meng Yuzhi's green plants.

But Sister Xuewei asked her to go home with Meng Yuzhi. She said goodbye reluctantly and didn't know when she would see Cheng Xuewei again.

It would be worse if you just keep pestering Sister Xuewei.

Chi Liuai's resentful eyes slowly moved to Meng Yuzhi's thin lips. Not daring to look into Meng Yuzhi's black eyes, he spoke.

"Louder."

Meng Yuzhi put her in the smooth washbasin.

There is no one around, Chi Liuai said in a low voice.

Meng Yuzhi was dissatisfied.

"husband."

"uncle."

"Uncle Meng."

She murmured softly a few times: "Daddy."

"Very smart." After praising, Meng Yuzhi generously gave some rewards to the children who performed well.

But getting these is far from enough for Chi Liuai.

Especially when she just came out of such a dream, it was really difficult for Liu'ai. She pulled Meng Yuzhi and acted coquettishly before she gently told him what she wanted.

"Daddy, please help me." Chi Liuai hoped, and did not forget to ask Meng Yuzhi to help her pay off her credit card. There were several bags that Chi Baoyuan had, and she also wanted them, otherwise she would not forgive Meng Yuzhi for making her lose face.

In his words, Chi Liuai called Meng Yuzhi a wish-making washbasin, shaking his feet and counting his fingers, thinking about the grievances he had suffered in the past two days, and talking about his favorite friend.

All they mentioned were Chi Baoyuan, Cheng Xuewei, the gardener, the housekeeper, the servant, the driver, and Chen Hui.

Meng Yuzhi looked at the selfish Chi Liuai with a headache.

"What about me, Liuai?"

Why don’t you talk about Meng Yuzhi?

Chi Liuai succeeded. With his round eyes slightly narrowed, he pushed Meng Yuzhi in a very malicious way, but with very little force: "I won't call your name!"

She was teasing Meng Yuzhi on purpose.

"Selfish." There was no accusation in Meng Yuzhi's tone.

"Then from now on, you can only call me daddy."

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After a long time, Meng Yuzhi untied his watch at the counter. Chi Liuai suddenly felt uneasy and wanted to go upstairs.

But she was very hungry. Since the main house didn't need servants staying overnight, someone had sent fresh ingredients. Chi Liuai specifically ordered a fresh chicken porridge, but she stared at the raw chicken and vegetables on the table and frowned. Why not make it ready-made?

Meng Yuzhi smiled and pointed at the table to ask her to be quiet. Only then did Chi Liuai react and said that Meng Yuzhi wanted to cook himself.

Slender fingers cleaned the blood from the chicken that had not yet completely coagulated, and clean water poured into the belly from the top. Meng Yuzhi raised his hand, and Chi Liuai stood obediently by the side and handed him a sharp knife. Chi Liuai didn't like to eat the skin, and was also trying to lose weight, and asked for white meat porridge without any oil. So, Meng Yuzhi pressed his hands on the boneless and soft chicken, and removed it bit by bit with a blade. His movements were smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Chi Liuai picked at the damp lettuce with her fingertips: "How come you know everything?"

Meng Yuzhi's fingers are very flexible.

Chi Liuai wouldn't do that. He didn't even have the patience to pick the tender little cabbage hearts and would just give up.

She doesn't like to do more things, thinking it's a waste of time and tiring. In the final analysis, Chi Liuai always likes to rely on everyone around her.

The chicken was fresh and did not need to be deodorized. When steam began to rise from the casserole, Chi Liuai leaned in to see the white rice rolling in the clear water and slowly rising.

"It's very simple." Meng Yuzhi described the process as a game, "It requires patience and skills."

Chi Liuai shook his head: "I can't."

She only liked to do some work of peeling the cabbage hearts. The two of them were at the island counter, with the dim light shining down and the busy shadows in front and behind intertwined. This house, where Meng Yuzhi had not lived for a long time in the past few years, now had a bit of a homely feel.

"Just treat it as a game." Meng Yuzhi's slender fingers moved nimbly as he removed the bones and meat. He treated the process of seeking to fill his stomach as a game.

How could this be the same? She smelled the fragrance of rice, which was sweet and moist. Her throat was dry and she was hungry. She urged Meng Yuzhi to quickly stir the prepared meat and vegetables into the porridge and wait for the casserole to boil.

Meng Yuzhi smiled, stopped, handed the knife to Chi Liuai, and let her take the last step herself.

"Play it for daddy to see."

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The author has something to say: This chapter is so confusing to write.

I’m considering whether or not to open a pseudo-orthopedics department. I talk about it with my friends every day, and I’m eager to try it!

The happiest thing is that the codewords are published. See you in the next chapter, baby.