"What children's room?" Gu Youran was stunned, and his fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of his clothes.
Shi Heng hugged her tighter, his warm palms against her waist. "I had the second bedroom converted into a children's room. The walls were painted with a starry sky ceiling, the kind that glows at night."
Gu Youran's face instantly turned red, "Who, who said we want a children's room..."
The voice gradually became quieter and quieter, and the last few words were almost inaudible.
"It will be used sooner or later."
Shi Heng chuckled softly, his fingertips circling her waist. "I've thought it through. It would be best if it's a boy and a girl. The brother can protect his sister, just like I protect you."
"You wish!"
Gu Youran buried her face in his chest in shame, "Who wants to give birth to two children for you..."
"So three?"
Shi Heng pushed her down on the sofa with a wicked smile, "The villa is big enough anyway, and we can even build a tree house in the garden."
Gu Youran looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Do you think I'm a pig?"
Shi Heng lowered his head and kissed her pouting lips, "I treat you as my Youbao."
He moved his lips to her earlobe and bit it gently. "After the wedding, we'll have children, preferably two at a time."
"Shi Heng!" Gu Youran was both embarrassed and annoyed. She punched him on the shoulder but her fist was weak and powerless.
The two rolled into a ball while laughing and fell into the soft big bed.
Outside the window, the gardener was bending over to plant the newly arrived gentian seedlings.
The purple ones are planted to the left of the fountain, the white ones are arranged along the path, and the pink ones are just below the master bedroom window.
This was Shi Heng's special order. He said that this way, when you open the curtains in the morning, you can see it at first glance.
…
At the same time, in Country Y’s Lesos Castle.
The black Bentley rolled over the cobblestone road and stopped in front of the main gate of the castle.
This Gothic building has stood for hundreds of years, with its pointed tower piercing the gray sky like a blood-stained sword.
Renault pushed the door and got out of the car, looking up at the window on the third floor that was always closed.
Ten years ago, my father fell from there, and his blood splattered all over the stone steps.
"Boss." Lei Shuangcheng rolled down the car window. "I'll pick you up in three hours."
Renault didn't answer, but tapped the car door twice with his knuckles. This was their secret signal:
If there is any abnormality, attack immediately.
Pushing open the heavy oak door, he did not go directly to the banquet hall, but turned to the family showroom on the west side.
This is his habit. Every time he returns to the castle, he will check out the "trophies" first.
After all, that was the glory gained at the cost of brothers' lives.
Three lights in the showroom were broken, and the remaining light made the glass cabinets look eerie.
My second brother's Silver Star Medal was missing a corner, which was left when he blocked a bullet for Eric.
The base of Fourth Brother’s sniper trophy was stained with red blood.
There was a yellowed photo under the fifth brother's submarine badge.
In the photo, five teenagers are arm in arm, smiling brightly.
Now there are only two left.
Eric and Fernando.
Renault's fingertips stroked the crack on the glass cabinet.
When he was eight years old, Uncle Xu slammed his head against the ground and said, "Remember! There is no family affection in the Leathers family. It's a life-and-death struggle!"
Blood flowed from his forehead into his eyes.
From that moment on, his world turned blood red.
"Are you counting these scrap metals again?" A gentle voice sounded from behind.
Renault turned around.
Eric was leaning against the door, his blond hair combed meticulously and not a single wrinkle visible on his custom-made suit.
The eldest son, who always looks elegant on the cover of financial magazines, is now looking at him with a smile.
"Brother." Renault said indifferently, "How is Grandpa's health?"
Eric chuckled, "Same old."
He paused, hinting, "I heard that you've been going to the hospital... a lot recently?"
The sudden sound of leather shoes interrupted their conversation.
Fernando came in with a cigar in his mouth, "Hey, isn't this our Xiaoliu?"
He deliberately leaned in and sniffed, a sinister flash in his eyes, "The smell of disinfectant on your body... Did you stay in the hospital all night?"
Renault's knuckles cracked.
This morning, the image of Lina lying in the ICU with a pale face appeared in front of my eyes again.
It’s because of Fernando’s subordinate Ryan!
"Third brother, you're joking."
Eric suddenly stepped in between the two of them, his finger seemingly casually resting on Renault's shoulder, but in fact it was a hidden warning, "Grandpa must be getting impatient, we should hurry over."
The lights in the banquet hall were bright.
The long table was filled with fine wine and delicious food, and the silver cutlery was neatly arranged, but no one actually started eating.
The old patriarch sat high in the main seat, playing with a dart between his skinny fingers, with dark red residue on the tip.
His eyes slowly swept over everyone present.
three grandchildren, and several core family members.
Renault sat at the last seat with an indifferent expression.
Three days ago, the news that the old patriarch was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer spread like wildfire.
This family dinner tonight is destined to be troubled.
"I heard that Renault is very close to Lina from the Rosenberg family?" The old patriarch spoke hoarsely, and the dart hit the table with a "bang".
Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Renault.
"Just an ordinary relationship." Renault didn't even raise his eyelids.
Fernando scoffed and twirled the cigar around his fingertips.
"Ordinary friendship? That night at the Emperor Club, you crushed the Lin family's young master's wrist with your bare hands, just because he touched Lina."
The air suddenly froze.
Eric was cutting the steak elegantly, but the tip of the knife made a harsh sound on the porcelain plate.
The old patriarch gave a meaningful smile, "Lina is Rosenberg's only heir. Her grandfather has said...whoever can protect her will get two-thirds of the property.
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