Lei Chen had a great time in the kindergarten today, and he was a little bit reluctant when he left. Han Zhuoyu was unusually silent. Although he is usually very silent, but today is obviously different from usual, his talking eyes are dimmed, his eyelashes are always lowered, and he doesn't look at anyone.
"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?" Lei Ting inserted his slender fingers into the boy's soft hair, and turned his face towards him.
The boy lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, and responded with silence.
"Did something happen? Huh?" Lei Ting half-embraced the boy in his arms, and ran his hands along his back.
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The boy shrank into his arms, his fingers unconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes, like a wounded little animal looking for a safe haven. The man's embrace was very broad and warm, which made him very attached to it. In this world, there was probably only one place he could rely on temporarily.
Lei Chen was very sensitive, he quickly held his elder brother's hand and shook it gently, comforting him in his own way.
It seemed that something had happened, but it would be very difficult to pry the child's mouth open. If he wanted, he would bury all kinds of pain in the deepest part of his heart and not let anyone touch it. At this moment, Lei Ting felt very frustrated, and when he lowered his eyes to see the boy obediently lying on his chest, he felt extremely satisfied.
He couldn't figure out his complicated mood, but the arms around the boy were unconsciously tightening.
"Tomorrow is your birthday, how do you want to spend it?" After a long silence, he decided to change the subject.
The little head on the chest shook slightly. He hasn't had a birthday since his mother died, and he doesn't want to.
"Shall we buy the ingredients and make cakes at home?" Lei Ting asked softly. He remembered that it was recorded in the investigation report that Han Jiamei celebrated the boy's birthday like this every year.
The young man moved, and slowly raised his head to look over, his dim eyes lit up a little bit.
Finally cheered up, Lei Ting chuckled, lovingly stroked his soft hair, and said, "That's it! Lu Bin, go to the supermarket!"
"But Second Young Master, I don't know how to make cakes!" Lu Bin was very bitter. He only knows how to stir-fry vegetables, but he doesn't know how to make desserts. He always feels that making desserts is a bitch.
"We did it together, and the children also did it. You can check it online when you get back." Lei Ting said exactly what he said.
"Okay." Lu Bin turned the steering wheel and drove towards the supermarket.
Hey, host, do you feel that you are becoming more and more delicate in front of Comrade Dazheng? 9527 spoke unwillingly. Bystanders are clear, authorities are confused. The host had already slowed down, but when Comrade Dazheng asked, all the grievances and fragility emerged again, really like a child who hasn't grown up.
Han Zhuoyu quickly withdrew from Lei Ting's embrace, hugged Xiaotuanzi on his lap, and looked out the window with a paralyzed face.
Lei Ting felt empty in his heart, and the smile on his face froze slightly.
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At 9:30 in the evening, I gave the children a goodnight kiss, and when they closed their eyes and fell asleep, Lei Ting called Lu Bin into the study.
He turned on the computer, found a video of making a cake, and asked casually while watching, "Did someone catch it?"
Lu Bin nodded, "I caught it, but he has already used the money for gambling, so there is not much left."
"What about the land?" Lei Ting lit a cigarette.
"I have obtained the right to use it. I can lend it to Rainman's House for free for 20 years, but only for non-commercial use." Lu Bin pulled out an authorization document from his briefcase.
Lei Ting picked up the document and read it quickly, then nodded at the end and said, "Donate another sum, land alone won't solve the problem."
"Okay, Second Young Master." Lu Bin put away the documents and continued after a short pause, "Just now An Guoren called and invited you to An's house for dinner tomorrow."
"In what name this time?" Lei Ting's tone was slightly impatient. Ever since he picked up Han Zhuoyu, An Guoren's frequent phone calls to seek friendship were blocked by Lu Bin.
"Celebrate Xiaoyu's birthday."
"Oh?" Lei Ting finally moved his eyes away from the computer screen, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled, "Then go. Just in time, I have a gift for Xiaoyu."
He opened the drawer, took out a stack of documents and handed them to Lu Bin, "Bring them tomorrow."
"Second Young Master, are you trying to fight for Xiaoyu's property?" Lu Bin opened the file bag and found that it was full of black accounts between Lei Lizhen and the trust fund agent vi.
"What is a property dispute? That was originally left to Xiao Yu by Han Jiamei. Lei Lizhen and An Guoren are not qualified to touch each other." Lei Ting sneered, stubbed out his cigarette and waved, "Go, tell An Guoren that we will be on time at five o'clock tomorrow." arrive."
Lu Bin promised, put away the documents and prepared to leave.
"Wait, go back and study this video carefully, I can't understand it." Lei Ting pointed at the computer, his thick black eyebrows tangled together.
"Okay." The corner of Lu Bin's mouth twitched, he wrote down the address of the video and left.
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In the afternoon of the next day, the two children were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Lei Ting came over and said in a negotiating tone, "Today, let's go to An's house first, and come back later to make cakes, okay?"
Lei Chen stared at the TV, ignoring his father's words.
Han Zhuoyu turned his head sideways, his eyes were full of doubts, his slightly frowning brows and slightly pursed lips revealed his inner reluctance. He suddenly realized that he didn't want to go back to that cold home anymore, and it was good to be by Uncle Lei's side.
Lei Ting rubbed the young man's head, and explained in a warm voice, "We'll go at five o'clock, stay for a few minutes before leaving, and have time to make cakes when we come back." Seeing the young man so attached to himself and this home, Lei Ting's mood was inexplicably high.
After a long silence, the boy nodded slightly.
Lei Ting smiled, straightened up and said, "Okay, go and change quickly, we'll set off right away."
Downstairs, Lu Bin has already honked the horn to urge.
An's house is very warmly furnished, the ceiling and the handrail of the stairs in the living room are covered with pink and purple balloons, every vase is replaced with the freshest flowers, and the huge dining table is filled with steaming dishes, just waiting for the distinguished guests.
An Guoren's face was flushed, while Lei Lizhen and An Minghuai's expressions were indifferent. Seeing that the clock reached five o'clock, the sound of a car engine came from outside the door as expected.
"Lieutenant General Lei, welcome!" An Guoren led the guests into the restaurant, exchanged simple greetings, and asked about his son's recent situation.
"Today is Xiaoyu's birthday, so I hope he can spend it at home." After exchanging greetings, he put on a fatherly face.
"Yeah, Xiaoyu hasn't been home for a long time, and school is about to start soon." As soon as she thinks that the relationship between this bastard and Lei Ting's father and son is getting closer, Lei Lizhen feels like she's sitting on pins and needles. In the past few days, she has been thinking about how to get him back.
Lei Ting glanced at her, his gaze was light but sharp as a knife.
Lei Lizhen's heart shuddered.
Just then, the melodious doorbell rang.
"Ah, the cake I ordered must have arrived, I'll get it." Lei Lizhen hurriedly found an excuse to leave the table, calming down her chaotic heartbeat while walking. She always has a sense of foreboding today.
The cake is quite exquisite, with a circle of bright red strawberries inlaid on the edge, wrapped in pure white cream, and chocolate sauce, it looks very delicious. Lei Ting narrowed his eyes, and secretly kept the shape of the cake in his heart, thinking that he would imitate it when he got home later.
Lei Chen, who was snuggling up next to his elder brother and silently playing with his fingers, finally raised his head and fixed his eyes on the cake.
"Does Xiao Chen like it? How about we eat cake first?" An Minghuai said affectionately.
"Then let's eat the cake first, the children are the ones to decide today." An Guoren smiled kindly, motioned the nanny to light a candle in the shape of 17, looked at the expressionless eldest son, and said softly, "Xiaoyu, please make a wish. "
Han Zhuoyu raised his eyelashes, and said word by word, "I want to return the inheritance my mother left me."
"Ah?" An Guoren was stunned, obviously he didn't expect his son to make such a wish.
Lei Lizhen looked at Lei Ting reflexively, her face was frighteningly pale.
Lei Ting was very surprised in his heart, but he didn't show any clues on his face. He also didn't expect the boy to make such a request. But what a coincidence, the gift he prepared was exactly what the boy needed. Is this probably the so-called tacit understanding
Thinking of this, the corners of his straightened mouth slightly raised.
"What are you going to do with the money? Buy game discs, brand-name clothes, high-end computers, new mobile phones? Do you know how to invest, how to manage, how to communicate with fund agents? You can ask for money. Dad will call you every month. But that money cannot be handed over to you for the time being, at least until you graduate from university and have self-control. If we don’t take care of it for you now, what will happen to your future life when you squander it all?” An Guoren said earnestly .
"Yeah, you are still young, be careful of being deceived." Lei Lizhen forced a smile, and cast a nervous glance at Lei Ting at the end.
Lie Lie, let you be silly first, I will send you a lawyer's letter after I negotiate a contract with the law firm, see you in court! 9527 said indignantly.
Han Zhuoyu lowered his eyebrows, his face was expressionless, and he didn't respond to the excuses of the two. Today is just an advance notice, as long as they are willing to return it to themselves, if they don't want to, they can only tear their faces. No one can touch what his mother left him, especially these two people.
Lei Ting lovingly rubbed the young man's head, and whispered in his ear, "Wait here, I'll be here soon." After saying that, he stood up, and asked An Guoren and Lei Lizhen forcefully, "Can I invite you two? Would you like to go to the study to talk?"
"Second brother, we can't spoil the child, he is still young and sick..." Lei Lizhen struggled to death.
Only you are sick, and your whole family is sick! 9527 snorted.
"Please." Lei Ting walked to the door of the restaurant and extended his hand to invite, with an attitude that did not allow anyone to disobey.
An Guoren and Lei Lizhen followed with pale faces. They knew that if they made this man impatient, he would not be as polite as he is now. The bad temper of the Lei family is not something ordinary people can resist.
"Xiaoyu, how about having a piece of cake with Xiaochen to cushion your stomach first? We'll be there soon." Lu Bin cut two pieces of cake without any hesitation, and placed them in front of the two little ones.
Han Zhuoyu really has no appetite for Lei Lizhen's customized birthday cake. He pushed it away expressionlessly, and took out his phone to play games. Lei Chen also followed suit, pushed away in disgust, and lay in the arms of his big brother to watch him play.
Hey~ These two have quite personalities! Lu Bin couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly took the briefcase to chase after the second young master.
"Brother, you are embarrassing your parents too much. Do you think they will embezzle your inheritance? Our An family is not that poor yet." After everyone had left, An Minghuai said coldly.
Han Zhuoyu immersed himself in the game, as if he regarded him as air.
An Minghuai trembled with anger, gave him a hard look and then walked towards the study. He believed that his parents would not do that kind of thing, they never bothered to touch Han Jiamei's things.