Chapter 63 Shen Cinian, your uncle!
In September, Fang Ke, who missed the report, ignored the email inquiry from Zhang Runzhi, president of the National Defense University. He didn't plan to go to school anymore because there were too many people and he didn't like it.
He went out every day and opened a second pub of his own in a side alley in City A that was difficult to find.
When he was deciding on the name, he didn't know what was going on. An idea flashed through his mind, and the name of the tavern was decided.
——Night-shining pearl.
One night before Ye Ming Zhu officially opened for business, Fang Ke suddenly remembered that there should be some decorations in front of its door. He walked around the house and finally set his eyes on the cat curled up on the sofa.
Ignoring Shen Cinian's dangerous look, he walked over, held the cat down, and without saying anything, took off the silver bell hanging around its neck.
There is a beautiful bow on the bell. The kitten likes this red rope bell necklace the most.
Maybe there's some hidden motive at work.
The bell that Shen Cinian had put on the kitten himself just didn't sit well with him.
Now it belongs to him, and the world is finally peaceful.
This cat bell was hung on the door frame of Ye Mingzhu, but as for the copper bell bought from the street stall by Simu, he gradually forgot about it.
Life soon became normal. Shen Cinian agreed to his application to be his partner and would accompany him every time he went to a dungeon.
The days seemed to be just him and Shen Cinian. There was no Song Shuyi making trouble, no Su Nan watching from afar, and no security bureau that was busy with its own affairs to give orders. Fang Ke never thought that there would really be a day when he would start to live like a normal person.
Shen Ci Nian occasionally trained him, just like seasoning a dish. The pressure of life was relieved and released a lot in their immersive little games, and Fang Ke's personality also improved a little.
At least he doesn't bite everyone he sees and can tell the difference between family members and outsiders.
Three years passed in a flash, and Yemingzhu gradually developed into the largest club in the circle of City A. No one knew that the boss behind Yemingzhu was Fang Ke, and no one knew how much Shen Cinian had promoted it in secret.
The 21-year-old Fang Ke has lost the last bit of immaturity on his face. His overall temperament cannot be said to have changed drastically, but at least he is much more mature than before.
He was still used to being indifferent, but generally speaking, Shen Ci Nian thought he was relatively obedient.
Ever since he knew there was a doghouse in Shen Cinian's bedroom, Fang Ke rarely went back to his own room to sleep. He preferred to stay in the kennel because it was well heated and he wouldn't feel cold even with a small blanket covering him. He dragged his kennel to the gap near the wall on the right side of Shen Cinian's bed. He felt safer sleeping there than in his own room.
The small and crowded place, the slightly curled up posture, and the calming aura of Shen Ci Nian will allow him to sleep well all night.
Xiao Tangyuan's cat was nestled on the bedside table of Chen Cinian on the other side. The kitten, who was used to sleeping on his owner, felt aggrieved and reluctant at first. At night, he would always walk in a cat-like manner and step on the pillow to tentatively approach Chen Cinian.
Shen Cinian reached out and pushed it, and it let out a purring sound of grievance from its throat, and raised its cat paw to press on Shen Cinian's fingers while stepping on the milk.
Having both a cat and a dog is a blessing. Shen Qinian sometimes thinks so helplessly.
But both of them are not easy to deal with.
The puppy was not always obedient. Sometimes it would rebel in the middle of the night and ride on his waist, and even sleep on him boldly.
At such times, Shen Cinian would be woken up by Fang Ke, and would good-temperedly put his arm around Fang Ke's waist, then pull the quilt over Fang Ke to cover him.
He always tolerates such unscrupulous behavior.
Because he knew that Fang Ke was too insecure and would feel more comfortable sleeping at his feet or on his body, so he never drove Fang Ke away and let Fang Ke find a place to sleep by himself.
When Chen Ci Nian is not angry, he can be extremely gentle and indulgent.
It seemed like the days could go on like this peacefully.
…
Is it really possible?
Song Shuyi pressed down the wide brim of his hat, put on a pair of exaggerated oversized sunglasses, stood at the door of the Fang family mansion, and smiled widely. His two pointed fangs sparkled in the sun.
"Hey, remember me?"
Fang Jimin stood vigilantly at the door as if facing a formidable enemy, beads of sweat gradually appearing on his forehead.
"Oh my, such a big reaction! Let me think about it..." Song Shuyi pondered for a moment, "The eldest young master had just left, and the concubine and the little bastard walked in..."
Fang Jimin's face immediately turned several shades paler.
Seeing this, Song Shuyi paused for a moment, then revealed an even more frivolous smile: "Oh my... I guessed it right, didn't I? Such a wonderful ethical drama would be meaningless without the leading actor~"
"That incident is over," Fang Jimin said, his body trembling slightly. "It's been so many years. Even if you saw everything, so what? Who would care?"
"No one will care! No!" Fang Jimin seemed to have regained some confidence from this, his eyes becoming much sharper. "After all these years, you're here to blackmail me? Song Shuyi, I advise you to mind your own business. You, a poor bastard from an ordinary civilian family, don't know the tricks that power can bring. You don't want to try it."
"Oh my, what? You're planning on killing me and feeding me to the fish? I'm really looking forward to it. It's going to be a great book."
Song Shuyi bit his lip and tilted his head to think for a long time. Finally, he found Shen Cinian's tone and expression. He smiled slightly: "Don't scare me, I can't stand it. I came here to tell you that I can help you make a comeback. All you need is for you to bring your concubine and the little bastard to have a meal with me."
Song Shuyi handed over a card with the hotel address on it.
When Fang Jimin took it with trembling hands, Song Shuyi waved his hand and left. "Bye~ See you next time~"
Su Nan also received a card.
Along with the card was a handwritten letter: September 16, Table 021, Oriental Paris - Love you, Fang Ke.
It looks like a scam by some con man, but...
Su Nan closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
It's been three years and I miss him so much.
…
Mi Shimeng was cleaning the doors and windows of her house. Suddenly, she seemed to see something. She squatted down and picked it up. It was an advertisement leaflet.
No need to fly ten hours. Open the door to Eastern Paris and feel the breeze along the Seine. We use the exquisiteness of the East to reinterpret the romance of France.
Here you'll find the soft light, music, and red wine that rival those of Paris, authentic roasted spring chicken with Provence herbs, and a leisurely atmosphere designed to slow you down.
From crispy croissants to melt-in-your-mouth foie gras, from rich baked snails to classic Bordeaux red wine. A taste of Paris, a touch of the East.
【Afternoon French tea is now open: professional sommeliers recommend wines to go with your meal.】
[Search "Oriental Paris" for more beautiful pictures. Exclusive address: No. 88, xx Road, xx District.]
Mi Shimeng's eyes lit up. This Oriental Paris sounds great. If the young master and the gentleman go there to enjoy a candlelight dinner, will their relationship become closer?
Although... it's a bit suspicious that the advertisement was sent here, but... maybe it was hired children who distributed the flyers. Children are ignorant and how can they know where they can't go?
If it was a child, it would be normal for her not to see the person. The child was too short and might be in her blind spot.
Well...it's her job to help the gentleman and the young master create romantic opportunities for them to be alone together!
Mi Shimeng hid the flyer behind her and walked to the sofa in the living room.
She was a little nervous about lying to the deity, and stumbled over her words: "Sir... sir... the gas is broken... I can't start the fire at night..."
Shen Ci'nian's eyes shifted slightly, and he understood everything at a glance.
"Then what should we do?" He said with a half-smile, "Let's go out to eat."
Mi Shimeng became increasingly nervous. "Well, well, well... there's a restaurant not far from here. Why don't you and the young master... go... go there..."
Chen Ci Nian gently kicked Fang Ke at his feet and said, "Master, please do me a favor and change your clothes before going out to eat."
Fang Ke rested his paws and head on his legs like a puppy. He was concentrating on watching the TV when he was kicked unexpectedly. He came to his senses and said coldly, "Oh."
"Be good," Shen Cinian patted the dog's head on his lap, "Get up, the master will dress up the puppy and make him look pretty before going out."
…
It was not a formal dress. Fang Ke pursed his lips tightly all the way. Shen Cinian drove on the night road, deliberately driving to places with many speed bumps, and even took a detour.
Fang Ke endured it again and again, his face getting redder and redder, his fingers digging into the fabric on his thighs impatiently, and after the bulge between his legs trembled again but was abruptly stopped, he finally couldn't hold back and cursed.
"Grass!"
"You, give me the remote control..." He reached out and grabbed Shen Cinian's leg, twisting it hard.
Chen Ci Nian was concentrating on driving and turned a deaf ear to the puppy Wangwang beside him.
Go ahead, Wang, that thing can’t be controlled by a remote control, he really can’t give it to you.
A wisp of black mist from Lord Weird God, who is regarded as a treasure by the weird creatures, is now being used for entertainment. It is no wonder that the big weird creatures in the abyss went crazy when they found out.
Fang Ke's protest was futile, so he could only sulk, sitting in the passenger seat with his arms folded, like an ice cube, keeping strangers and even acquaintances away.
Especially stay away from Shen Ci Nian!
As soon as Shen Cinian thought about it, the "ice cube" began to melt into water. Fang Ke even felt that the chair under his butt was a little wet. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tighter and tighter.
Damn, he hates playing with this the most, he declared it one of his most hated toys!
He turned his head sharply to look out the window, but soon began to feel carsick, so he had to turn his head back and look straight ahead.
He announced tonight that Shen Ci Nian was one of the people he hated the most!
In his heart, he punched Shen Qinian ten thousand times, and ten thousand Shen Qinian fell to the ground in front of him.
Shen Ci Nian, who had "fallen to the ground and couldn't get up", suddenly braked suddenly, and Fang Ke felt that his whole body was shaken violently!
Fuck it! Shen Qinian, your uncle!
The "uncle" got out of the car, opened the passenger seat like a gentleman, and extended his hand with a smile, "Hold me tight, this place is too big, I'm afraid I'll get lost."
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The author has something to say: I have been targeted, and I have been targeted a long time ago. I have already filed a lawsuit in the first instance, and it should not affect this book. I will update as usual and will not stop updating because I am busy with the lawsuit. I will do my best to protect this book.
Also, I'd like to ask for everyone's opinion on whether we should adjust the update time. Since everyone is going to school or work now, should we post it earlier or later? We can adjust it to 6:00 or 5:00 in the morning or even earlier, try to post it before class or work [heart]. If it's later, we can adjust it to the time after get off work and school, around 10:30 (my high school class should be finished at 10:30, I don't know about work... I'm a college student [pat on the head])
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