Chapter 22 The Formal Meeting with the Gentleman's Loser Dad

When Yin Shen hung up the phone, he was stunned for two seconds in the car.

The driver carefully observed Yin Shen's expression through the rearview mirror and did not dare to make a sound.

Mr. Yin rarely shows such an expression.

He always has a dagger hidden behind his smile, is ruthless and merciless, and beneath his calm expression he seems to have everything under control with ease.

What shocked the driver even more was that Mr. Yin actually called him "father" in the phone call just now? !

Mr. Yin actually has a family?

He had been Yin Shen's driver for three years, and this was the first time he realized that Mr. Yin was not a lonely man.

The driver was a smart man. He lowered his eyes and swallowed the secret silently.

At this moment, Yin Shen was recalling the first time he met his father.

That night was so cold that it made people's bones ache.

The rain and snow made people soaked.

Cold, stiff, suffocating.

In the bushes in the wilderness, a patch of soil that looked a little soft suddenly moved.

Then, a pale arm suddenly stretched out from inside.

Like a ghost demanding his life.

The evil ghost struggled, pushed away the mud that sealed him, and crawled out of the ground little by little.

His face was covered in mud and water, and the cold rain was lingering on his body, like a poisonous snake sucking away the last bit of his life.

That was the sixteen-year-old Yin Shen.

Unfortunately, climbing out had already used up all his strength. His body was covered with wounds, blood mixed with soil. He would soon die in this deserted forest.

Just then, he heard a chuckle.

"Do you want to live? Live like a human being."

He thought this was a hallucination before his death, but even if it was a hallucination, he still shouted hoarsely:

"I want to live!"

Every word he spoke made him bleed and he spat it out.

He felt something cold and hard metal lifting his head, and what he saw was an elegant man holding an umbrella under his chin, looking down at him:

"Very good, from today on, you call me father."

Later, he struggled to climb up step by step, even on his knees.

With the things my father gave me, I spent twelve years climbing to my current position.

How long has it been since I last saw my father? Three years, or five years?

Yin Shen collected his thoughts and said to the driver calmly:

"Wait for me here."

Then he opened the door and got out of the car.

Father is coming, and I'm afraid the little girl will be in danger.

After all, what my father hates most is that kind of soft and fluffy little waste.

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In the ward, Xingxing lay beside Xie Ziyu's bed, clutching his fingers, tears in her eyes.

Her dirty little face was wiped clean by the kind nurse.

The little skirt she was wearing was well protected by Xie Ziyu, so it was not dirty at all.

The small braid was tied into two small balls, one on the left and one on the right, standing vertically on the top of the head.

Now with red eyes and a little red nose, it looks particularly pitiful and cute.

All the doctors and nurses who passed by the bed couldn't help but stare at the stars.

If my hands are really itchy, I will come over and touch her little head.

"Little boy, do you want to sit down and rest for a while? It will probably take some time for your brother to wake up."

"Little boy, why haven't your parents come yet? Do you remember your parents' cell phone numbers?"

Everyone spoke to her in a softer voice.

But Xingxing just shook his head and stared at Xie Ziyu with blinking eyes.

The tears were rolling in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall.

The first thing Yin Shen saw when he arrived at the ward was this pitiful little ball.

Tsk, why do children always look so pitiful every time I see them?

Yin Shen was tall, long-legged, with a stern face and a distinguished temperament. Passersby and doctors and nurses in the corridor looked at him frequently.

He had a blank expression on his face and walked straight behind Xingxing.

The child stared at Xie Zijiu and sniffed, and didn't even notice him approaching.

What a useless little piece of junk.

Yin Shen stretched out his hand, ready to grab Xingxing's collar.

As a result, at this moment, Xingxing finally felt that there was someone behind her.

The child turned his head suddenly——

"Hmm?"

The slender, bony fingers didn't have time to retract, and the fingertips just happened to poke into the chubby little mouth.

My fingertips were covered with saliva.

Yin Shen's forehead twitched.

However, Xingxing spat out Yin Shen's finger with two "Puh" sounds and looked at him with surprise:

“Big brother!”

Yin Shen took a step back in disgust, picked up the tissue beside him and wiped his hands vigorously.

Xingxing was originally sensitive, but at this most helpless moment, when she saw the person she was most familiar with besides her sixth brother, she could no longer feel her eldest brother's disgust.

As if meeting a long-lost relative, Xingxing turned around, raised his hands, and threw forward:

"Ah, wuwu, brother!!"

The baby's crying voice sounded miserable and funny, which made people look at him frequently.

Yin Shen took another step back out of conditioned reflex.

As a result, the child couldn't stop throwing himself forward, and his balance was unstable, so he fell directly...

Kneeled on the ground.

He knelt very correctly, as if he was offering incense to him.

Yin Shen's forehead twitched again.

Xingxing supported herself on the ground with her hands, lowered her head, and was stunned for two seconds.

Yin Shen frowned as he looked at the kneeling child, thinking, he's not going to cry, is he?

After hesitating for a second, he took a deep breath and reached out to lift Xingxing up by the clothes on her back.

But for some reason, when my hand was about to touch her back, it turned and reached under her armpit.

He picked her up.

Although it was not the first time he held the little girl in his arms, he still slowed down his breathing because of this warm and soft life.

But when I saw Xingxing's little face, I realized that the child didn't look like crying at all.

Tears were still hanging in her black grape-like eyes, but the corners of her mouth were already curled up:

"Oh brother, it's great, it's great that brother is here..."

It was as if the last pillar had finally appeared, as if as long as he came, all the problems that seemed to be falling apart in the eyes of the children would be solved.

Yin Shen felt that this feeling was too strange.

He thought, since the child wasn't crying, he wouldn't hold him anymore.

But his arms loosened and then tightened again, but he still didn't put the star down.

He glanced at the stars and met the child's eyes, which were as bright as stars, full of admiration and dependence.

He clenched his back teeth, looked away, and said calmly:

"I'll find you a good adoptive parent."

My father is coming soon and will never allow Xie Ziyu to leave any stars.

Since Xie Ziyu promised to let the child go abroad to study, he will find a good family for the child.

It's just an exchange of interests.

Xingxing was suddenly stunned.

I originally wanted to hug my elder brother's neck and get close to him.

The little hand was raised in the air and then stopped.

Before her little head could fully comprehend Yin Shen's meaning, a hoarse and cold voice rang out:

"Yin Shen, what are you basing your plans on?"

Xingxing turned her head sharply.

Xie Ziyue, who was lying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes and stared at Yin Shen with his bloodshot eyes, like a wolf covered in wounds.

Yin Shen met Xie Ziyu's eyes and sneered:

"When you need something, you call me brother, but now you call me by my name?"

Xie Ziyu endured the pain and forced himself to sit up from the hospital bed. He stared at Yin Shen with a fierce look on his face and stretched out his hands towards him:

“Give me the stars.”

Yin Shen raised his eyebrows: "Xie Ziyu, you have no right to order me around."

Xie Ziyu was gasping for breath.

In front of the insidious and cunning wolf king, no matter how ruthless the little wolf is, he will eventually lose.

Xie Ziyu's emotions were ignited almost instantly: "Yin Shen! I will kill you sooner or later——"

"Who did you kill?"

A slow voice came from the door.

The three of them looked towards the door at the same time.

A middle-aged man in a casual suit was taking off his leather gloves.

His eyebrows are deep and long, his jawline is perfect and sharp, and there is a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

Every gesture and movement is refined, elegant and graceful.

"Long time no see, my good children."