The boy looked to be about 17 or 18 years old.
His face was pale and sickly.
He seems to be very afraid of the cold.
Not only was he wearing a warm, thick gray-blue down jacket, but he also had a hat on his head and a scarf around his neck.
Even by the pool, there was a pair of gloves that had been taken off and placed there.
The boy's movements were rough, but he washed it again and again without getting tired of it.
It was as if he had come into contact with something that made him nauseous.
Because of prolonged contact with water, the fingertips gradually turned white and wrinkled.
Ning Yanshu observed for a while before finally asking, "Brother, did you forget to bring toilet paper? Is that why you wiped your bottom with your hand?"
The boy paused in washing his hands.
He slowly turned off the tap and gently shook it.
Finally, he took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped his hands: "There's no poop on my hands. I just have a slight case of OCD."
He would rather die than go to a public toilet.
If it weren't for...
...
The boy's gaze suddenly fell on Ning Yanshu's face.
Ning Yanshu politely showed his eight teeth with a bright smile.
The boy tilted his head and commented, "It's similar, but not entirely similar."
At least in his memory, that person never showed that expression.
Ning Yanshu was puzzled by this and asked, "Does my brother know me too?"
The boy frowned: "Why did you say 'also'?"
“This morning there was a strange uncle who said he was my eldest uncle.” After saying that, he asked the boy, “My brother doesn’t look that old, so is he my youngest uncle?”
The young man calmly replied, "Calling me 'Uncle' isn't quite right, but you can call me 'Uncle'."
After wiping his hands clean, Shen Xinxing threw the handkerchief into the trash can.
He put the gloves back on his hands, then held out his hand to Ning Yanshu: "Kid, do you want to come back to the Shen family with me? The Shen family has lots and lots of toys and snacks...it's a lot of fun."
Ning Yanshu looked at his outstretched palm, then at Shen Xinxing.
He asked sincerely, "Brother, are you trying to abduct a child?"
Shen Xinxing: "..."
...
Ning Yanshu said with a serious expression, "Brother, kidnapping a child is a crime! Although I'm just a kindergarten student, I know my mom's phone number, and Teacher Youzi even taught us how to call the police!"
“If my brother needs money, he can sell boxed lunches at my mom’s lunchbox shop.” Ning Yanshu said with pride, “Actually, our family used to be very poor. We didn’t even have money for kindergarten or meat. But my mom is amazing! After she started selling boxed lunches, our family wasn’t so poor anymore…”
After saying that, he seemed to realize the inappropriateness of his words.
Ning Yanshu quickly added, "But it's only a tiny bit better than being really poor. Our family has no money. If my brother kidnaps Xiaoshu, we won't be able to afford the ransom..."
“But Mom also said I’m her only treasure.” Ning Yanshu said uncertainly, “…So if I get kidnapped, Mom should take out all her money to ransom me, right?…”
Meanwhile, Ning Yanshu was caught in a constant struggle with herself.
But Shen Xinxing felt a buzzing in his ears.
My brain is unusually agitated.
This little brat talks too much.
Why don't we just knock her out and take her back?
Anyway, there's no one in the restroom right now.
If he moves quickly enough, he can get away with it without anyone noticing...
...
"Fourth brother, I advise you to retract that dangerous and terrible idea."
A familiar figure appeared at the toilet door.
Shen Yurong crossed his arms and leaned leisurely against the door frame, making his already outstanding legs appear even longer.
Ning Yanshu stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Shen Yurong: "Strange Uncle!"
Shen Yurong was speechless: "I told you I'm the eldest uncle, the eldest uncle!"
"And you little brat, who were you calling old? You think I didn't hear you?!"
As expected of Chen Fu, he's still just as annoying at heart!
Shen Yurong walked a few steps into the restroom and stood in front of Shen Xinxing.
Regardless of age, height, or aura.
Having navigated society for many years, he naturally crushed Shen Xinxing with ease.
Looking at the still-naive child in front of him, Shen Yurong showed no regard for brotherly affection and warned sternly, "I know what you want to do. But this little thing is the one I set my sights on first."
Shen Xinxing's eyes held undisguised hatred.
After a long pause, he suddenly laughed.
He said, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Don't you understand this principle, brother?"
Shen Yurong sneered, "Yes, I do hate Shen Fu and wish he were dead right now. But how much better are you?"
He stared intently into Shen Xinxing's eyes, swearing each word with venom: "He's a bedbug from a stinking ditch, and you're all rats. His mother is a mistress, and your mother is a fourth mistress!"
"They're all just a bunch of disgusting, low-class things!"
The fist clenched at his side tightened even more.
The joints were faintly white.
Shen Xinxing didn't know how much strength he would need to control himself from rushing over and tearing that arrogant face apart.
His complexion was very bad.
It alternates between green and white.
Shen Yurong kindly reminded him, "Go back to your hospital and lie down, you short-lived fool. Don't leave before the old man dies and the inheritance is divided."
"If even one person is missing from the money pool, all of your mother's carefully planned schemes over the years will be ruined."
...
Shen Xinxing told himself to stay calm.
Stay calm.
Shen Yurong has always been the kind of person who is brainless, only good at talking big and putting on airs.
He doesn't need to get angry about it.
Shen Xinxing closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.
When he opened his eyes again, he calmly explained, "I just wanted to take my third brother and his child back with good intentions, that's all."
This is a warning, and also a blatant declaration of war against him.
Seeing that the other party had repeatedly failed to correct his mistakes, Shen Yurong could not help but get quite angry.
He roughly grabbed Shen Xinxing by the collar and slammed him against the wall: "I've said it before, he's mine! No one but me can take him away!"
Her already frail body was suddenly subjected to a violent impact.
Shen Xinxing coughed and gasped for breath, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
His face was deathly pale.
He tilted his head back and struggled to say, "The Shen family isn't my brother's domain yet. If I insist on taking it away, what can he do? Will he spend his whole life guarding this thing?"
"you!……"
...
Ning Yanshu: "..."
...
You are the real thing.
Your whole family are worthless!
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