Not long after the boys left, the adjutant came in with a stack of documents.
Lei Ting got up and went to the reception room outside, and looked through it with a serious face.
"Second Young Master, I have to say that you have judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain this time." The adjutant lowered his voice, and there was a trace of condemnation in his tone.
Lei Ting glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and quickly browsed through ten lines at a glance. The information recorded the lives of Han Zhuoyu and the Shi family brothers in detail, and every detail was not missed. If the teenagers who had just left saw it, they might break out in a cold sweat, because they even forgot many small things, but they recorded them clearly in the documents.
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"Han Zhuoyu really has autism. When he got sick, he was about the same age as the young master. He was also three or four years old. Look at this video. There was a lot of trouble in China at that time. We happened to be on a secret mission at the border, so I don't know." The adjutant turned on his laptop and clicked on a video to play.
On the screen, the young man looked straight at him with black and white eyes, and said softly and loudly, "Help if you want." Then he lowered his head, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing the uneasiness deep in his heart.
Lei Ting's eyes flickered slightly, and he clicked to play again after the video was over. This was repeated several times, and finally the picture was frozen at the moment when the boy looked up. Staring at those deep, pitch-black eyes, but clear to the bottom, the man seemed to have stepped into a pure and gorgeous holy land that made people linger and forget to return. How could a child with such a pair of eyes have a bad heart? All suspicion and suspicion thrown at him is an insult.
Lei Ting let out a breath slowly, and a trace of guilt appeared on his cold face. But for the sake of his son's safety, no amount of precaution and care is too much for him. Being betrayed by the closest person, such a thing can never happen to my son again!
"I really want to know how his mother did it. He enjoys solitude, but he doesn't resist stepping out of the barriers he has set in his heart, and loves the world in his own way. Even if he gets hurt, he is not afraid of fear. It's really... special ..." The man frowned and thought for a while, but still felt that the adjectives he used were too barren. Although the time we spent together was very short, he has already noticed that this is a very wonderful child!
"This is the record of his life abroad with Ms. Han Jiamei." The adjutant knew that his boss would pay attention to this, and immediately took out an independent folder, which recorded every detail of how Han Jiamei led the child out of loneliness .
After Lei Ting took it, he studied it carefully. Obviously, the reason why Han Zhuoyu can grow to such an outstanding level is by no means the credit of the indifferent An Guoren and the mean Lei Lizhen. Every experience of Han Jiamei raising Han Zhuoyu is worth learning from Lei Ting. He hoped that his son would grow up like Han Zhuoyu one day. I believe this is also the common expectation of most parents across the country.
"Maybe I should have kept him just now." After reading the information, comparing Han Jiamei's selfless dedication and An Guoren's deliberate use, Lei Ting pondered. It turned out that the child was not the treasure in the palm of his parents' hands as he had imagined, so there was no need to feel guilty about taking him away. I believe that as long as you open your mouth, An Guoren and Lei Lizhen will definitely offer it with both hands. But the most important thing is the child's wishes. Let's wait until the son wakes up.
Lei Ting pondered expressionlessly.
There was a slight knock on the door, and the adjutant hurried over to open the door. Sure enough, it was the physical examination reports of Lei Chen and Han Zhuoyu. He quickly browsed through it first, heaved a sigh of relief, and then handed it to his boss.
"The report came out. Han Zhuoyu is very healthy, and the young master has no major health problems. It's just an ordinary tranquilizer, which needs to be metabolized naturally." The adjutant flipped through the blood test report, pointing to the result column at the bottom and said.
Lei Ting's expression did not relax in the slightest, on the contrary, he became even more stern.
The adjutant took a step back and kept silent appropriately. They all knew that in the eyes of the group of desperadoes, Lei Chen was already a dead person, and the dead person didn't need to waste expensive drugs to torture him, as long as he was given a tranquilizer for easy transfer. In fact, they can snuff out this weak life at any time just by moving their fingers.
Lei Ting felt his heart throbbing again and again, and he didn't calm down until he touched the dick on his waist.
The adjutant, who is good at observing words and expressions, said softly, "Second Young Master, this is not your fault. If you hadn't ordered the relentless pursuit to make those desperadoes feel scruples, maybe the young master would have been killed as soon as he was kidnapped." .They are purely looking for revenge, not money. Your strategy is correct."
"But, after all, I'm still one step too late! If there wasn't that child..." He barely stopped talking, not daring to speak any more.
"Don't think about things that didn't happen, isn't the young master doing well now?" The adjutant looked into the inner room.
"You're right." Lei Ting slowly leaned back on the chair, showing a rare fatigue. Fortunately, Han Zhuoyu appeared in time, so that his son could return to him safely, and he didn't have to live in regret and self-blame for the rest of his life.
The adjutant was moved. This man who was as hard as steel had such a fragile side. Fortunately, the young master was fine. This incident was so coincidental, maybe God was protecting Lei's family.
At the same time, Han Zhuoyu who stepped into the house with one foot was overwhelmed by Lei Ting's generosity.
Ding~ Received 500 points of thanks from Thunder!
Ding~ Received 50 thank you points from Lu Bin (Adjutant)!
What, what's the situation? 9527 quit World of Warcraft and asked in surprise. Comrade Xiaozheng's father was already a blockbuster if he didn't make a name for himself! One shot is 500 points, the real rich don't explain it!
Han Zhuoyu shook his head expressionlessly and continued walking forward. He has never cared about the value of gratitude, but the amount of gratitude is the standard for him to judge the good and evil of human nature. A man as stern as Lei Ting would have such great gratitude towards him, perhaps, he is not as scary as he looks.
When the teenager was thinking wildly, 9527 screamed, host, someone moved our computer! Wait a minute, I'll turn on the camera right away. After a second, 9527 continued, it was An Minghuai, he was checking my game interface. Want to move the best equipment of this system? Fish-lipped humans, you will pay the price!
Han Zhuoyu narrowed his eyes, quickly put on his slippers, and walked towards his room.
An Minghuai was sitting at Han Zhuoyu's computer desk moving the mouse. He didn't go anywhere this summer, but made a very demanding study schedule for himself. Han Zhuoyu is getting better and better, which makes him feel great pressure. The other party studied when it was time to study, and when they were on vacation, they only spent the morning reading and doing exercises, and spent the afternoon and evening playing. On the other hand, he spent almost 18 hours studying 24 hours a day, but he was still far behind by Han Zhuoyu.
Now at school, students always refer to him as "Han Zhuoyu's younger brother" when they see him. He seems to have become an accessory of Han Zhuoyu, unable to find the value of self-existence. This made him angry, manic, even resentful.
Today, after doing exercises for eight hours in a row, he suddenly wanted to come to Han Zhuoyu's room to take a look, maybe he could discover the secret of his rapid improvement in academic performance. As a result, the other party read the same tutorial books as him, did the same exercise book, there was no difference at all, the game interface of the legendary world was still hanging on the computer that was turned on, and when he opened the character attribute panel, all the best equipment burned his Eye.
He is the leader in studies, even in playing games. He really doesn't want to admit that he is not as good as the other party, not as good as an autistic patient with abnormal brain. Being suppressed by the other party for a lifetime? Absolutely, yes, no, yes, yes!
An Minghuai's dry eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the computer screen with a sullen expression in a daze. He didn't wake up until the door clicked.
"Why are you back? Didn't you have fun?" The sullen expression was quickly replaced by a hearty smile.
Han Zhuoyu stared at his hand on the mouse.
An Minghuai hurriedly explained, "That's it. I don't know how to do a question. I want to borrow the exercise book from you. I guess you must have already done it. When you come in and find that the computer is not turned off, I will turn it off for you. I It’s a waste of electricity to think you’re going to be in the country for over a month.”
Liar, he must be trying to steal my best equipment! 9527 couldn't understand An's family very much, and always felt that they were super hypocritical. He now has a lie detector function, who can tell who is lying with a scan. An Minghuai definitely didn't come to borrow the exercise book.
Han Zhuoyu pushed the door open a little, and said two words coldly, "Get out."
An Minghuai clenched his fists hard, but with an apologetic smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't pick it up without asking. I won't do it next time. It's almost 6:30, so hurry up and wash up and have dinner." Since Han Zhuoyu changed , An Guoren began to stick to his schedule, he must have breakfast at 7:30 in the morning; he must have lunch at 12:15 noon; he must have dinner at 6:30 in the evening; The situation made An Minghuai's jealous heart almost burst.
Han Zhuoyu was noncommittal, and closed the door immediately after he went out.
After scanning, he just moved your desk, bookshelf, drawer and my computer. No items are missing. After quickly scanning the room, 9527 said, it is recommended that the host install a smart lock in the future, so that I can monitor the room's entry and exit. Well, the computer's camera must be turned on anytime, anywhere.
'No need to lock it, I'll be out of here soon. The boy took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower, with no nostalgia for this family in his tone.
The host is right, we will be free after entering university. I believe that the host will definitely enter the Imperial University Medical School and become the best doctor in the world! 9527 said flatteringly.
At half past six, Han Zhuoyu showed up at the restaurant on time. An Guoren's expression was a little surprised, "Why did you come back suddenly? Didn't you say that you will play for a month? Did something happen?"
Han Zhuoyu sat down, picked up chopsticks to eat, and did not respond to his intentions.
An Guoren has long been accustomed to his son's taciturnity, and said with a smile, "Your principal called today and wants to send you to participate in the International Physics Olympiad in October. I heard that the first prize will give you 20 points in the college entrance examination. Do you work hard?" If you work hard, there is hope. The college entrance examination will take place next year, and Dad hopes that you can win the first prize in one fell swoop and win the title of National Science Champion, so as to win glory for Dad.” All kinds of bonus points add up to fifty or sixty points. As long as he performs normally, the title of number one scholar in science cannot escape.
Han Zhuoyu lowered his head to eat and remained silent. In the past two years, almost all the school's competitions have been contracted to him, and no one cares whether he is willing or not.
An Guoren's expression was very kind, like a loving father, but he didn't notice at all that his son only ate two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, and didn't touch the other dishes, and he didn't know what he needed or didn't need. For him, his son is just his political capital, a tool for showing off, which indirectly proves his ability and character. After all, the only person he cares about most is himself.
However, An Minghuai couldn't see the reality clearly, his hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly, and he chewed hard on the food in his mouth.
Lei Lizhen touched her son's head distressedly, a dark light flashed in her eyes. This bastard will soon be seventeen years old, and he can no longer hesitate.