"Thank you, Mr. Ye, thank you for saving my life." Chen Hu was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.
In Chen Hu's home, a girl in her late twenties was patiently teaching a little boy to play the harmonica.
The little boy, who was seven or eight years old, was Chen Hu's son, Chen Jiangshan.
Meanwhile, a man wearing rimless glasses was scrutinizing the girl.
"Teacher Xiaoyu, would you like a drink?" The man walked over, holding a glass of wine.
"Mr. Chen, I don't drink, thank you." The girl refused him.
"My older brother is coming back, and he said he's bringing a 'master' with him who can cure Xiaoshan's illness." The man said with a smile, "Is he probably just some charlatan he heard about from somewhere?"
Xiaoyu couldn't help but glance at the man: "Chen Qing, Xiaoshan is your nephew. Your older brother is running around trying to help him with his illness. As his younger brother, you can't help him, so don't make sarcastic remarks."
Chen Qing's face darkened slightly, and a venomous glint appeared in his eyes behind his rimless glasses.
He stared at Xiaoyu, then suddenly hugged her tightly from behind.
"What are you doing? Let go! Get away!" Xiaoyu struggled desperately and shoved Chen Qing aside.
Chen Qing, panting heavily, stepped forward and tried to push her down: "Xiaoyu, I like you, I..."
"Shut up." Xiaoyu suddenly slapped him across the face: "If you dare to be so disrespectful again, I'll tell your older brother."
Chen Qing's face immediately turned ugly, and he sneered, "You really think you're Chen Hu's woman?"
"Heh, you're just a music teacher. If Xiaoshan didn't only talk to you, would you even have the right to stay in my house?"
"I'm staying here because I like Xiaoshan. If you think I have ulterior motives, I'll leave now." Xiaoyu stared coldly at Chen Qing.
Chen Qing's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't dare to let Xiao Yu leave, because if Xiao Yu left, his older brother would tear him apart.
Just then, the door opened, and Chen Hu walked in with Ye Xingchen.
"Teacher Xiaoyu, Chen Qing, are you all here?" Chen Hu asked excitedly. "This is Mr. Ye. He's here to treat Xiaoshan."
"Hello Mr. Ye, Mr. Chen, now that you're back, I'll head back now," Xiaoyu said, nodding.
"Why are you leaving? You're doing just fine here." Chen Hu was taken aback. "Xiao Shan only recognizes you. If you leave, there will be no one to keep him company."
Seeing Xiaoyu's slightly flushed face and her messy hair, Chen Hu seemed to realize something. He suddenly turned around and slapped Chen Qing across the face.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Chen Qing was stunned by the slap; his eyes even fell to the ground.
"What did you do to Teacher Xiaoyu?" Chen Hu asked angrily.
"I didn't do anything," Chen Qing said hesitantly, feeling guilty.
“Listen, starting today, Teacher Xiaoyu is your sister-in-law, the mistress of this house.” Chen Hu said in a deep voice, “If you dare to disrespect her again, I’ll chop off your hand.”
"Big brother, you..." Chen Qing's expression changed.
"Mr. Chen, what are you saying?" Xiaoyu blushed and lowered her head, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes.
“Xiaoyu, I’m a rough man and not good with words, but I… I really like you. Thank you for taking care of Xiaoshan all these years. I believe he would also like you to be his mother. As long as you don’t mind me, Chen Hu, I will marry you right away.” Chen Hu gritted his teeth, mustered his courage, and held her hand.
"Mr. Ye is still here, don't talk nonsense." Xiaoyu quickly shook off Chen Hu's hand.
"Yes, Mr. Ye, I'm so sorry. Look, this is my son, Xiaoshan." Chen Hu slapped himself and quickly said to Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen nodded and stepped forward.
“Mr. Ye, Xiaoshan is very afraid of meeting strangers.” Xiaoyu was surprised and quickly stepped forward.
But something surprising happened. Ye Xingchen stretched out his hand and said, "Xiaoshan, come to your uncle."
Xiao Shan, who had been huddled in the corner, looked at Ye Xingchen with some confusion. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand under everyone's watchful eyes.
Everyone was shocked. Xiaoshan had severe autism and rarely interacted with anyone except Teacher Xiaoyu, not even his father.
Not to mention strangers. He would scream loudly as soon as a stranger got close. Now he actually took the initiative to approach Ye Xingchen?
Ye Xingchen held his hand, gently pulled him up, and with her right hand, she sometimes bent and sometimes tapped, finally gently touching his forehead.
"break"
As Ye Xingchen uttered the word "broken," a wisp of black energy surged from between his eyebrows, then spread outwards and gradually disappeared without a trace.
Xiaoshan tilted his head back slightly, and then his eyes gradually began to clear again.
"Alright, go find your dad." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and let go of his hand.
Xiaoshan looked at Chen Hu, somewhat hesitant.
He has been autistic for many years, but his intelligence has not been affected.
Chen Hu was very excited. He opened his arms wide and said, "Xiaoshan, come to Daddy, come..."
Xiaoshan hesitated for a moment, then threw himself into Chen Shan's arms: "Dad."
"Hey, Xiaoshan, you called me Dad! You finally called me Dad!" Chen Hu, a big fat man weighing two hundred pounds, cried with tears and snot streaming down his face, holding his son tightly and refusing to let go.
“He’s just recovered from his illness, so make sure he remembers a few places he absolutely cannot go,” Ye Xingchen said: “cemeteries, ancestral halls, and places with too much yin energy.”
"Take him to sunny, bustling shopping malls more often. If you do this for six months, he will be just like a normal person."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Ye. My life, Chen Hu's life, belongs to you from now on." Chen Hu bowed deeply to Ye Xingchen.
"Alright, I'm going back now," Ye Xingchen said.
"I'll take you back." Chen Hu quickly straightened up.
"No need, I can go back by myself." Ye Xingchen glanced at Chen Qing and then left.
Chen Hu quickly saw Ye Xingchen out.
"Was that young man your brother?" Ye Xingchen was referring to Chen Qing.
“He’s my younger brother. He just graduated from university a few years ago. He’s young and impetuous and doesn’t know any better,” Chen Hu said respectfully, bowing deeply.
"He's not my biological brother, is he?" Ye Xingchen asked again.
"This... he's not my biological brother. My father adopted him when he was alive, but he's lived with me all these years and is no different from my own brother." Chen Hu was shocked. How did Ye Xingchen figure that out?
"Then you should keep an eye on your younger brother." Ye Xingchen stopped and turned to look at Chen Hu.
"What does Mr. Chen mean?" Chen Hu's expression changed slightly.
"Unruly and ambitious by nature," Ye Xingchen said. "Moreover, you are destined to rebel. Your family business is not small, but remember, if you are not careful, you will be plotted against, and that person will be someone close to you."
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