The Bentley was parked quietly, and an online video conference was taking place behind the car door.

From time to time, the sound of orderly and steady foreign language reports could be heard from the thin and light laptop placed on the storage board in front of him.

The man sat by the window, listening calmly. The temperature in the car was constant. He took off his suit jacket, and the dark blue shirt and vest on his body clearly outlined his broad and straight shoulders. His thighs were well-defined, his big hands were placed naturally, and the starlight dial on his wrists reflected light.

He also had a pair of well-defined almond-shaped eyes and an eye-catching appearance, but the man's demeanor was reserved and deep, with a gentle emotion in his eyes that was so calm that it was difficult to cause any ripples.

As expected, the entire exchange meeting was in full swing. All meeting members expressed their opinions and described their own plans in an exaggerated way in order to attract more attention. However, he only reacted slightly when he heard someone calling his name.

"Yes, it's a temporary return."

"It is inconvenient to attend the association dinner."

"It's a private matter."

The man's voice was calm and his response was brief and polite.

The other party also expressed regret over his inability to attend the dinner in the video. It was indeed a pity. I thought I was lucky enough to finally convince this young vice president of the Overseas Jewelry Industry Association to attend this year's exchange dinner. Who would have thought that plans could not keep up with changes. He suddenly returned to his country and directly declined the invitation.

It must be a very important private matter that could make this man, who is always calm and composed, act so urgently. I don't want to ask too much.

So the other party smiled and exchanged a few words.

"Yi, I heard that your father found a rare pink diamond some time ago. I'm afraid your company's new product next season will take the top spot again."

"No, I keep it for my own use."

"For personal use?" The other party widened his eyes slightly in surprise, which gave a rough idea of ​​the value of this pink diamond.

"Well, I made a bracelet for my sister at home." A hint of warmth appeared in the man's calm eyes, and the usual alienation in his tone was unconsciously reduced by two points.

"It will look good on girls."

The other party could sense the weight of "sister" in the words without much guessing, and made a joke in a cheerful tone, sighing with envy.

"I am so happy to be your and Ah Xi's sister."

"It's the brother who has a sister."

The male voice said calmly, it's rare to say more.

…

The video conference ended, the laptop screen went dark, Sheng Yi raised his wrist and looked at his watch. -In the living room of the villa.

Seeing the red wine in the bodyguard's hand, Sun's father looked confused, but Sun Quanmu next to him suddenly had an idea, his face changed, and he panicked.

He instantly recalled the bottle of red wine that he had thrown at Sheng Yuan in the box in a rage that night.

He was very angry at the time and the pain from his wound made him dizzy and he couldn't pay attention to so many things, but somehow he felt that the bottle of red wine in front of him was exactly the same as that bottle - the brand, the year, the packaging, they were exactly the same.

Sun Quanmu raised his head mechanically and met the cold and smiling eyes of the man on the sofa opposite him. His body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Father Sun was puzzled, "…What does this mean?"

I can't be sending a bottle of red wine to their house.

Sheng Xi leaned forward slightly and pointed his finger at the marble coffee table. "You'll have to ask your son about this."

This time he did use honorifics, but there wasn't the slightest hint of respect in his words, instead he mostly spoke in a condescending manner.

Father Sun immediately turned his head and looked inquiringly.

Sun Quanmu gritted his teeth and said, "I once... threw a bottle of wine at Miss Sheng."

"But I didn't hit her! The bottle didn't even touch her, not even a hair of hers was hurt! Really! I swear! Dad! You believe me!"

"I believe it."

The man's lazy voice interrupted.

Sheng Xi curled his lips slightly. Of course he believed it. If it wasn't as Sun Quanmu said, the scene wouldn't be as "warm" as it was before his eyes.

So, he spoke politely.

"You keep your head and hands to yourself."

“…”

Sun Quanmu's face turned pale.

Father Sun's face also changed when he heard it. He couldn't help but frown and refute, gritting his teeth, "But Miss Sheng wasn't hurt after all! Master Sheng Xi! Isn't this a bit too much?!"

Mr. Sun still had some hope in his heart, thinking that the matter could be resolved. If it couldn't be resolved happily, at least his son was in his own home, and no one would harm him!

He looked alert and saw Sheng Xi take something out of his pocket and throw it into the air. There was a flash of silver light, and only after it fell did he see clearly that it was a coin.

Then Sheng Xi said with regret, "Why is it a hand?"

Next second.

It's a scene that leaves you completely unable to react.

Sheng Xi stood up, grabbed Sun Quanmu's collar, stretched out his leg and kicked him down, pulled one of his arms and pressed it on the table, took the red wine from the bodyguard's hand, and with a bang, the red wine shattered on the corner of the coffee table. The scarlet wine exploded and splashed everywhere. The broken bottle mouth, which was still dripping with wine, and the sharp part pierced directly into the back of Sun Quanmu's hand.

The living room was filled with the man's painful howls.

"Ah Quan!"

Chairman Sun, Sun Quanmu's grandfather, rushed home after hearing the news. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his precious grandson screaming with blood all over his hand after being stabbed by a wine bottle. His eyes turned black and he almost fainted from the heartache. Fortunately, he was supported by his assistant in time.

Old Master Sun helped his grandson up with great compassion and shouted at the servant to call 120 immediately.

Sheng Yi, who was a step slower, came in at this time.

Old Master Sun naturally recognized the two brothers Sheng Yi and Sheng Xi. He looked at Sheng Yi with a gloomy expression, "Master Sheng Yi, Ah Quan was seriously injured. You must give my family an explanation!"

Grandpa Sun said this naturally, and his words implied that Sheng Yi should discipline his younger brother Sheng Xi.

He dared to speak like this for no other reason—

It is well known in the Jiangcheng aristocratic circle that Sheng San has two sons, twins. The youngest son, Sheng Xi, has been unruly and willful since he was young, and is a man who refuses to be disciplined.

The eldest son Sheng Yi, on the other hand, is calm, reserved and deep in character. He is indeed the steady and qualified brother who is humble and polite to his elders.

Therefore, he would definitely not watch his younger brother Sheng Xi behave like this.

"Ah, it's over."

Sheng Yi spoke, and Sheng Xi shrugged his shoulders, took a step back with his long legs in Martin boots, as if he was going to stop.

Grandpa Sun's expression looked a little better, and he was just about to ask the servant to bring the medicine box to treat his grandson's wound.

When he looked up, he saw Sheng Yi taking off his watch as he walked towards him. The watch was respectfully taken by the bodyguard. Sheng Yi did not stop, and in the astonished eyes of Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun and the servants, he grabbed Sun Quanmu's collar. His originally warm almond-shaped eyes suddenly turned cold and he punched Sun Quanmu in the face fiercely.

This time, blood was seen. (End of this chapter)