Chapter 35 Brother

Sheng Cehan was able to check Sheng Zhao's bank card transactions, so he was stunned for a long time when he saw Sheng Zhao transfer five million to Li Ji.

He is a dark man to the extreme, covered in a cold and stern appearance, but in fact he is extremely longing for Sheng Zhao in his heart*. The reliable and cold good brother on the surface and the dark and damp pervert in his heart almost tear him apart into a demon.

He pursed his lips, looking at the five million flowing in, a little dazed. This money was nothing to them, but to give it to Li Ji's poor cousin who was a prostitute...

But Sheng Zhao has always been spontaneous, so she probably just casually gave away five million...

Sheng Cehan comforted himself in his heart, but his pounding heart still made him a little anxious.

It wasn't until the secretly taken photos were sent to his email again according to the date that the tension in his mind finally broke when he saw the photos. He flipped through the photos almost tremblingly.

It was pictures of them kissing, hugging, and... having sex.

Through the window, you can vaguely see the intertwined figures.

And the next day, Li Ji opened the window to smoke, with messy and ambiguous bed sheets in the background.

Sheng Cehan is going crazy.

His whole body was shaking violently, his breathing was short and rapid, and he stared at the two entangled figures with wide eyes almost intently.

The surging anger and pain almost made him speechless, and the waves crashing over him almost made him faint.

The only sound in the office was his breathing.

Then, from the room where only the gasping sound remained, a hysterical scream came out, "Ahhhhhhhhh——"

Sheng Cehan smashed the computer, his eyes red with broken hatred. "Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch! Die, die, die!"

The delicate notebook was hit by everything on the table in turn and soon broke into pieces. The flowery screen emitted a crackling sound of electricity, and then the screen went black and shattered in an instant, and there was no life anymore.

He ignored the various important files in the computer, but just vented his emotions hysterically over and over again, screaming and cursing Li Ji, "Bitch! Why?! Why did you seduce my Zhao Zhao!! Why doesn't everyone want me to have her?! Die, die, die, die, die, die, die--"

He cursed hoarsely, almost like a madman, and he didn't stop even though his throat was dry and sore. It was completely different from his usual cold, arrogant and noble appearance. He looked like a crazy... lunatic.

The sound of smashing computers and hoarse screams echoed in the room for a long time, making people feel scared.

After he became hoarse, he broke down in tears. He curled up on the ground, covering his face, trembling and crying in pain, crying with all his might. He looked as miserable as a dog that always behaved well and waited for praise from its owner, but was abandoned by its owner.

Yet, the owner chose a lowly stray dog and treated him like a treasure.

Outside the office door, Yu Shiyun listened to the noise inside for a long time with an expressionless face, holding coffee and dessert in his hands.

...mad again.

A ray of dim light passed through his gold-rimmed glasses, but he quickly lowered them again and his eyelashes drooped.

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Sheng Zhao looked at the greetings sent by Sheng Cehan on the text message. He said that there was something important to discuss in the company and asked her to go home so that they could discuss it in detail.

His tone was sincere and calm, as if he really had something important to discuss.

Anyway, Sheng Zhao has been a little tired these two days. He is naturally preparing for the engagement party with Shen Moyi, and the cooperation with Shen's company is endless. It is indeed possible that he has missed some things. Although Sheng Cehan is a bit perverted and dark, he is always a very good person to share the pressure, so it is good to discuss it with him.

Li Ji's relationship with her has been weird these past two days. At first, Sheng Zhao wanted to get close to him, but he avoided him. Their relationship was tense and weird, but Sheng Zhao still couldn't figure it out, so he didn't plan to say anything more.

He still cooked for her and did housework, but he hadn't smiled for a long time.

Sheng Zhao looked at Li Ji's back in the kitchen.

After thinking for a while, he finally said, "Something happened at the company, so I won't be back tonight. So don't wait for me to eat."

She said so.

Li Ji in the kitchen was silent for a moment, his hands pausing while cooking, and then he said in a cold voice, "...I won't wait for you."

Well, this was the first sentence he said to her today.

Seeing that he agreed, Sheng Zhao went out. At the end, she glanced at Li Ji, only to see that he had a calm expression, pursed his lips, and then avoided her gaze.

To be honest, Sheng Zhao couldn't understand a man's heart.

She understood women's strategies in the business world, but she couldn't guess the fleeting emotions of men.

Only when Sheng Zhao closed the door and left did Li Ji look at the empty door with complicated eyes.

...He didn't want to face Sheng Zhao.

But I couldn't help but look at her.

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When Sheng Zhao arrived at the Sheng family mansion, he looked at the magnificent but lacking human touch in the house, which felt as if he were in another world. Sheng Zhao paused and walked in. As soon as he entered, he met Sheng Cehan's happy eyes.

His eyes were a little red and haggard - did he not sleep well?

"Zhao Zhao, you're back?"

Even so, he was still wearing the suit that he had personally picked out for him last time. He looked handsome and beautiful, as if radiating brilliance and nobility.

Sheng Cehan carefully took Sheng Zhao's hand and led her to the dining table. He spoke softly, his eyes sparkling with a kind of pleading and flattering tone, "These are what Zhao Zhao likes to eat. Brother made them all afternoon."

Sheng Zhao nodded and gave a beautiful and decent smile.

"Thank you, brother."

"As long as Zhao Zhao likes it."

His breathing was a little rapid, as if he was happy and excited to hear the praise.

Sheng Cehan was dressed beautifully, and under the light he looked as if he was covered with a layer of sparkling powder, which made him particularly dazzling and handsome. The corners of his lips were no longer pursed as usual, but slightly raised, as if he would only smile when he was with Sheng Zhao.

He carefully picked up some food for Sheng Zhao and watched her eat with a doting look on her face.

Ever since his mother and father passed away, Sheng Zhao has been making all his meals by himself, making sure every meal is the best, with the best nutrition and the best taste.

He looked at Sheng Zhao's face with a slight obsession.

But that bitch took it all away.

It was obvious that he and Zhao Zhao should have continued to live happily like this, instead of living with that bitch, or even sleeping with her.

He was filled with immense and bitter hatred.

"I don't like you doing this to me."

Sheng Zhao suddenly spoke and looked up at Sheng Cehan. Her voice was flat, but it carried a strong sense of oppression, which made Sheng Cehan's face turn pale instantly.

That expression of control, obsession, love, and flattery—

Looks pitiful and hateful.

Sheng Cehan suddenly lowered his eyes and said softly, "Then I'll control myself. Zhao Zhao, brother didn't mean it."

He had long been accustomed to Sheng Zhao's sudden sense of boundaries and attributed it all to others.

Belong to Li Ji, Chen Shuoxing, or Duan Jingrui.

...Anyway, Zhao Zhao shouldn't hate him, he obviously loves Zhao Zhao so much.

Sheng Cehan took a deep breath.

He looked at Sheng Zhao in a flattering and humbly manner, "Zhao Zhao, go home and sleep today. The house is too quiet. Brother is so lonely."

Only the cleaning lady would come to the huge house, so he would stay alone in the empty room day and night, praying that Sheng Zhao would give up Li Ji and go home obediently.

He was actually used to pleasing others. When he was a child, he tried to please Sheng's father and mother, but Sheng Zhao was different. He did it from the heart.

He loved her and fawned over her with all his heart, coveting her like a dark and slimy monster.

She smiled slightly, clear and bright.

"Brother, even though we are not related by blood, I have always regarded you as my own brother, so—you should also regard me as your own sister."

She emphasized the word "dear sister" and although she was smiling and her voice was clear, one could still hear the coldness and oppression.

She hated his wet predatoryness.

Sheng Cehan trembled a little, but still responded as usual, with the corners of his lips twisted slightly, forcing a smile, "Of course, Zhao Zhao is my sister."

wrong.

They have absolutely no connection at all.

She is a favored daughter of heaven, what is he?

An existence more disgusting than mud, and even lower than that bitch Li Ji.

That was when he was very young. Sheng Cehan was not called Sheng Cehan at that time. He was called - that name he didn't want to mention. Sheng Cehan concealed his gloom.

The careers and reputations of Sheng's mother and father were known throughout the country. They took their young daughter to the impoverished mountainous areas to donate money. For the first time, that dark and disgusting village became so lively.

Reporters flocked in and villagers also came to watch the fun and see the wealthy man who donated money to them.

The wife and husband held their little daughter's hands and smiled as they took photos with the village head and village party secretary under the flash lights.

The little girl had an indifferent and dull look on her face, but she was fair and pretty, and wore delicate clothes that looked like they would get dirty if touched, like a jade doll that had fallen from the sky.

Sheng Cehan was different. He was dirty and his clothes were torn in many holes. When he saw the little girl, he trembled and hid back in inferiority, covering his tattered clothes.

His mother and father died early, and he was moved around by different relatives. His second uncle fed him like a dog and treated him like a slave, beating him and not giving him food at any time.

They wouldn't let him take a shower, saying it was a waste of water. They wouldn't let him wear new clothes, saying he was an orphan and how could he afford new clothes? All he got were tattered pieces that others had discarded.

Sheng Cehan could sew his own clothes and cook at a young age. He had to take care of the family's eating, drinking, and defecation. He was slapped in the face from time to time and accused of being lazy.

He didn't.

Perhaps it was because he was at an age when others were carefree but he was tossing and turning and being abused. There was not much extra expression on Sheng Cehan's face, only coldness.

But when he saw the little girl on the stage, he realized what it meant to be ashamed, disgusted, and inferior.

He carefully hid his figure, but was suddenly awakened by the man's angry scolding, "You little bitch, you don't do your housework, but come here to slack off? Go home and cook!!!"

His second uncle also came to see this so-called great philanthropist. He happened to see Sheng Cehan's sneaky figure and was immediately furious. He was eating and living at his expense, and he dared to be lazy?! For a moment, he just felt that he had raised a lazy boy.

Second Uncle rushed forward, twisted his ear, and cursed, "Go back and cook, you bitch! How dare you be lazy? Do you think an orphan like you can look down on this noble man? This is your fate for the rest of your life. Go back!"

In an instant, the noise here attracted the attention of the people on the stage.

Sheng Cehan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and his whole body was cold.

It wasn't that he couldn't stand being abused by his second uncle, but he couldn't stand being seen in such a miserable and lowly state by the young lady on the stage. The intense shame and inferiority almost overwhelmed him, making him cold all over and shivering uncontrollably.

Seeing that he didn't react and just stared at him blankly, the second uncle became even more angry. He was an uneducated and shrewd farmer to begin with, and at this moment, he didn't care whether anyone was watching or not, and opened his hand to slap him.

Anyway, the villagers won’t care about such family matters.

Just when he was about to pull it out, his hand was suddenly pulled away by a small palm, and Sheng Cehan, who was imprisoned, was able to escape.

Sheng Cehan just stared in amazement at the young lady who opened her white dress.

...So beautiful.

Sheng Zhao looked up at him and pulled him over to the security guard. Second Uncle wanted to rush over and fight him, but was pulled away by the security guard. The village party secretary and the village head had gloomy faces and glared fiercely at this uneducated scoundrel who was shouting regardless of the occasion...

Sheng Cehan could not hear the noise over there or his second uncle's shouting. He just stared in amazement at the young lady who walked onto the stage again.

Noble and superior, not lowly like him.

The pounding heart in his chest almost overwhelmed him. He was protected by security guards, but he could only see Sheng Zhao.

Then Sheng Zhao's calm and composed expression finally broke into a smile. She tugged at the hem of Sheng's mother's clothes, and as her second uncle struggled and cursed as the village chief's men dragged him away, she smiled sweetly and said, "Mom, I want a brother."

She pointed her small finger at him.

Sheng Cehan's breath was caught.

But her voice was coquettish and full of interest, as if she was asking for a pet dog.

Sheng Cehan couldn't hear it, he just felt that he wanted to be with her forever.

The memories end.

The red wine was poured into the glass. He squinted his eyes and watched Sheng Zhao drink it in one gulp. His eyes were full of joy, love, and moist sweetness.

He said softly.

"Zhao Zhao slept with that man, right? He's also going to marry someone else... So, can Zhao Zhao sleep with her brother?"

The man's usually cold voice uttered something extraordinary.

Sheng Zhao suddenly stopped.

The moment the red wine went down my throat, my lower abdomen became hot and my whole body became hot.

She met the man's smiling eyes.