"Give it back to me!"

Gu An immediately exploded, "You can't win, so you steal weapons? Are you a three-year-old? You're shameless, you're despicable, you're unreasonable!"

Shen Qingcheng stood calmly before the masked young master of the Gu family.

He clearly lacked the ability, yet he was quick to criticize, much like the cat he picked up halfway through a battle.

"Young Master Gu must have had his fill of fun. Now, may I see Chen Jiao?"

"It's like a toad trying to eat swan meat; it's wishful thinking."

Gu An raised her chin, stood with her arms crossed, her ponytail tied high and flying, her hair ribbon fluttering in the wind.

Even though he couldn't see the expression clearly, Shen Qingcheng could guess how arrogant the expression under the mask must be.

Gu An tilted his head: "Who do you think you are? You think you can just see Shen Jiao whenever you want? Let me tell you, I may not be able to beat you, but my father definitely can! Don't try to run away, or my father will come and deal with you!"

No, saying that makes me sound really bad.

Gu An paused for a moment, then said, "Remember this, it's not that I can't beat you, it's just that I'm not in good shape today. When I'm in good shape, I'll definitely beat you to a pulp and make you cry for your parents!"

Even if Shen Qingye and Shen Qingfeng had a hundred and eighty times the courage, they wouldn't dare to talk back to him like that.

Looking at Gu An, who was stubbornly refusing to admit his mistake, Shen Qingcheng found it inexplicably amusing.

He said, "I am ready to wait at any time, but right now, I want to see Shen Jiao."

"Are you ever going to stop?"

Gu An beckoned, and his bodyguard brought him a sparkly, bejeweled chair.

He crossed his legs and said, "How much did that idiot Shen Qingye pay you to cause trouble for Shen Jiao? To make you so persistent, refusing to give up until you're completely cornered? My Gu family will pay you ten times that!"

Gu An clicked his tongue and raised his hand. "Fifteen times!"

The topic was getting more and more outrageous, and Shen Qingcheng felt that Gu Anxu had misunderstood something.

"Shen Qingye did not give me any money..."

"What?" Gu An was shocked. "You're this dedicated even when you're working for free?"

If it weren't for your close relationship with Shen Qingye, I would have wanted to call you to work for my Gu family.

Shen Qingcheng said with a stern face, "May I finish speaking?"

Gu An shrugged and spread his hands: "Okay, go ahead and say it."

Shen Qingcheng: "I came to see Shen Jiao because I had something to discuss, not specifically to cause her trouble."

"Ha, I don't believe it."

Gu An's tone was very mocking: "You're Shen Qingye's big brother in the underworld, right? That guy is a real coward. Not only does he have a big mouth, but he also has the audacity to ask you to bully a little girl. He's shameless."

Shen Qingcheng has a principle: he can punish his own family members for making mistakes, but he will not allow others to verbally insult them.

But at this moment, his attention was completely focused on "what kind of gang leader" and "gossipy" and "bullying little girls".

Shen Qingcheng frowned, realizing that something seemed amiss.

According to Shen Qingye and Shen Yu, it was Shen Jiao who bullied others by abusing his power.

Shen Qingcheng's thoughts suddenly drifted away.

As a child, Shen Jiao was a very lovable child, and even her most serious grandfather was willing to hold and play with her.

She has round, bright eyes, fluttering eyelashes like tiny wings, and a pair of sweet, endearing dimples when she smiles.

At that time, Shen Jiao was still not very steady on her feet, but she always followed behind him, swaying and calling out "Big Brother" in a soft, sweet voice, and drooling as she begged him for the candied hawthorn in his hand.

To make her call him "Big Brother" more often, he would deliberately walk away.

He would walk away as the chubby little dumpling approached, repeating this process endlessly, seemingly enjoying himself immensely.

Until she pouted, raised her head, and the little pearls in her eyes could no longer be contained.

He hurriedly handed her the candied hawthorn.

Later, as time went by, the little dumpling grew into a slender young woman, becoming graceful and elegant, but her personality changed drastically.

The elders who once doted on her now shake their heads and sigh when they mention her, looking helpless and heartbroken.

Gradually, Shen Jiao also became estranged from them, and for many years she never called him "elder brother".

And then...

"Never mind," Shen Qingcheng rubbed his temples. "Why did I suddenly think of these things?"

“Young Master Gu, you may have misunderstood something. I am Shen Qingcheng, the heir of the Marquis of Anbo. I am Shen Qingye’s elder brother and also Shen Jiao’s elder brother.”

Gu An narrowed his eyes: "The kind born of the same mother?"

Shen Qingcheng's lips twitched: "Exactly."

"fraud!"

Gu An had a priceless herb dangling from his mouth, his hands clasped behind his head.

He said firmly, "Shen Jiao is an orphan, where did she get an older brother? Your older brother is wicked, he's really caught off guard!"

Shen Qingcheng: "..."

orphan?

When did this happen?

How could he not know!

...

Shen Jiao and Master Gu had a very congenial conversation.

Mr. Gu discovered that this young girl, despite her young age, was remarkably intelligent and possessed a keen business sense. If she were one of his Gu family's children…

Doesn't that mean there's someone to carry on the family tradition?

On his way to run errands, Mr. Gu suddenly had a bold idea. He decided to discuss the matter with his wife after resolving the Youlan River issue.

Shen Jiao felt like she hadn't spoken this much in a long time, and her throat was on the verge of burning. As soon as she got back to her room, she gulped down water.

She turned her head and saw the tyrant lying on the couch, taking a leisurely nap.

I almost spat out my water.

It wasn't because I was frightened.

Instead, Ji Yan was dressed very little!

Perhaps she had just taken a bath, as she was only wearing a black silk robe that was casually pulled up to her chest. Her delicate collarbone was visible all the way down, and the outline of her abdominal muscles could even be seen faintly.

His half-dry long hair hung down, vaguely obscuring half of his captivating face.

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