Ning Wangshu wanted to grab the corner of his father's shirt and touched the sinister gaze cast by Wang Ma, and was so frightened that he froze and let Zhao Xinfang hug him.
"Ah, open your mouth. This is baby's favorite purple potato rice cereal. It's very sweet and fragrant." Zhao Xinfang coaxed softly, with a kind attitude and full of patience. If it wasn't for Zhou Yun Sheng already knowing her true face, he would have almost been deceived by her.
Ning Sinian met Zhao Xinfang at an orphanage. She was a volunteer there and would go there to take care of the children every weekend. It was when Ning Sinian saw with her own eyes how tender, considerate and patient she treated her children that she came up with the idea of marrying her. Right now, he is very satisfied with Zhao Xinfang's performance, and his stern face is slightly gentle.
Zhou Yun Sheng picked up the rice in small mouthfuls, staring only at the dishes in front of him, not putting it anywhere else.
After Wang Ma finished serving the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, she wiped her hands and smiled, "Madam, let me feed the baby, you've been tired all day."
Ning Wangshu was so scared that his face was pale, but because he was afraid of being beaten by Wang Ma, he just gritted his teeth and wept silently, and did not dare to resist. Wang Ma pretended to exclaim, "Oh, what's the matter? It was fine just now, why did you cry in a blink of an eye? The baby refuses to talk, eat, and even sleep these days. Silent, it's really heartbreaking to watch. Sin, how can a good child be like this... "
She was in tears as she spoke, looking even more pitiful than Ning Wangshu.
Ning Wangshu was already scared into a quail, shrinking in her arms so stiffly that he didn't even dare to breathe. Zhou Yunsheng had only been here for a day and could see Ning Wangshu's fear of Wang Ma, but Ning Sinian was in the game, and was brought up by Wang Ma since he was a child.
Right now, he was provoked by Wang Ma's words, and his icy and sharp gaze swept towards Zhou Yun Sheng, but he was reluctantly restrained because he cared about the child. Picking up his son, he comforted and coaxed softly, singing the nursery rhyme that Wang Ma sang to him when he was a child. But Ning Wangshu not only failed to regain his composure, but twitched all over.
Ning Sinian was so worried, he immediately picked up his son and went back to the room, and called the family doctor again and again. Wang Ma and Zhao Xinfang followed suit.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yun Sheng was the only one left in the restaurant. He put down the bowl, wiped his mouth slowly, and washed his hands again before returning to the room.
Wei Xiyan's room is very simply furnished. The bookcase is full of books on painting techniques. Most of the drawers are stuffed with paints and canvases, and there are all kinds of brands. He is obviously a painting fanatic and has nothing else to do in his life except painting.
But now Zhou Yun Sheng is a hacker, he urgently needs a computer. After rummaging in the room for a while, he finally pulled out a laptop from the box under the bed, opened it and connected it to the Internet.
The bright and flickering lights cast shadows on the youthful androgynous delicate face. He stared at the screen intently, his fingers moving on the keyboard at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye. A few minutes later, he was interrupted by a loud knock on the door, and he couldn't help frowning.
"Wei Xiyan, let's talk, come out!" Ning Sinian shouted in a deep voice while knocking on the door. There was no movement inside, he was a little anxious and couldn't help kicking the door.
Fortunately, the Ning family was very rich, and the doors were all solid wood doors with excellent workmanship. Unless there were two more burly men, it would not be so easy to break in.
Zhou Yun Sheng's tense nerves relaxed, he pursed his lips, picked up the tea cup on the desk and smashed it hard, to express his determination not to meet him.
In the past, Wei Xiyan didn't dare to talk to Ning Sinian, but now Zhou Yunsheng didn't want to talk to him at all. Ning Si had already sentenced Wei Xiyan to death in his heart. No matter how Wei Xiyan explained it, he probably wouldn't listen.
Ning Sinian heard a loud bang, and saw tea seeping down the carpet. It was obvious that the people inside were on the verge of mania. Thinking of his parents' advice of 'don't provoke Xiyan', he pulled his tie and had to pace away. He also photographed the blue and purple scars on his son's body and passed it on to his parents across the ocean, but they refused to believe it anyway, only saying that Xiyan would never hurt others.
Even dare to smash the cup, this is the so-called will not hurt others? He didn't hit it, could it be Xinfang? Is that Wang Ma? One is a gentle, introverted and kind-hearted wife, and the other is Wang Ma who has taken care of her mother and son since childhood. Ning Sinian doubted that no one would doubt them. What's more, the son himself said that it was his uncle who beat him. He is so young, how could he lie
Hearing the footsteps fade away, Zhou Yun Sheng clicked the Enter key and inserted a small program he wrote into Ning Sinian's computer.
Ning Sinian stayed beside his son's bed, watching him sleep with panic and anxiety even though he was injected with tranquilizers, his heart ached for a while. The family doctor's words echoed in his mind over and over again: Mr. Ning, depending on the situation, your son's abuse has left a psychological shadow. You need to find him a psychiatrist as soon as possible and keep him away from the source of terror.
Away from the source of terror? Ning Sinian pondered for a moment, then walked lightly to the study. Zhao Xinfang stood under the light of the corridor, saw him approaching, and whispered, "I'm sorry Sinian, I didn't take good care of the baby. Or should I quit my job in the orphanage? Wang Ma is alone to guard the baby, always There are times when I'm too busy. Also, I have contacted a psychiatrist, Dr. Sun Wen from the Department of Psychology of Kyoto Medical University. He has a lot of research on children's psychological problems, which is second to none in China. This is his business card, You keep it first, and I will take the baby to see a doctor every Wednesday from now on."
"You don't need to resign, you just go on weekends, it won't take much time. Besides, there is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days. I will tell my parents and try to send Wei Xiyan away as soon as possible. I originally planned to contact Ke Dr. Lun, I didn't expect you to be one step ahead of me. Dr. Sun Wen is also very good, and he is currently in China, which is very convenient. Xinfang, thank you for your hard work." Ning Sinian took the business card and took a closer look.
Seeing his exhausted expression, Xinfang Zhao opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. The two brothers have not been together for a long time now, and their relationship is weak. When the relationship is deep in the future, God knows whether Wei Xiyan will tell what happened that day. Now not only has the strategy worked, but also turned Ning Wangshu's little bastard into an idiot.
She closed the door for her husband and smiled happily.
Ning Sinian walked to the window to smoke, and the orange cigarette butt quickly went out, just like his anxious mood. He finished smoking a whole bottle in less than half a minute, and then he turned on the lamp and called his parents.
"The number you dialed is off..."
"The number you dialed is off..."
"The number you dialed..."
After several consecutive attempts, he couldn't get through. He threw the phone away in a rage, but accidentally touched the mouse and activated the computer that was in standby. An advertising box jumped out, and the orange font was very eye-catching.
Ning Sinian was about to turn it off, but was stunned after reading the text.
"Are you still worried about the theft in your home? Are you still worried about the babysitter being lazy? Are you still angry about the child being abused by the babysitter? The pinhole camera solves all your worries! Cash on delivery, door-to-door installation, convenient Practical…”
Ning Sinian didn't read the following content again, a light flashed in his eyes quickly - since his parents didn't want to believe it, he put the evidence in front of them. The hard evidence is like a mountain, even if Wei Xiyan doesn't go away, he will have him thrown out, and he will have to pay a painful price.
He picked up the phone again and dialed Zhao Jun's number.
Zhao Jun lives in the west of the Ning family mansion. He used to be a mercenary, but now he is Ning Sinian's driver and bodyguard, and he is also responsible for handling many shameful matters for Ning Sinian. When he received the call, he didn't ask any questions, and soon prepared a set of monitoring equipment.
The next day, Ning Sinian went to work, while Zhao Jun pretended to clean the air conditioner, installed pinhole cameras in every corner of Ning's house, not even the bathroom, and finally stuffed a monitor the size of a grain of rice into Ning Wangshu. In the longevity lock worn.
Now that it was summer vacation, Zhou Yun Sheng didn't need to go to class, so he got up and had breakfast and locked himself in the studio. Now that he has replaced Wei Xiyan, he naturally wants to help Wei Xiyan realize his dream.
There is no doubt that Wei Xiyan's dream is to become a great painter.
Feeling that there were many more monitors in the house, his originally unpleasant mood gradually became brighter. He stretched out his white and slender fingertips and lifted the white cloth on the drawing board.
This is a near-completed pastoral landscape painting. The scene of the Ning family mansion is taken. Under the bright sunshine, there is a garden with roses and roses in full bloom. In all fairness, Wei Xiyan did have some spirituality in painting, but because of his narrow vision and occluded character, he lacked something deeper.
His paintings are very delicate and beautiful, giving people a visual enjoyment, but they cannot shake people's souls.
Zhou Yunsheng has been reincarnated for hundreds of thousands of lives. Although he has played the villain in every life, it cannot be denied that if he does not have certain abilities, how can he become an existence that can compete with the protagonist? In the reincarnation of each life, he not only did his best to complete the task, but also did not forget to learn various skills. He has been a scholar, a national teacher, an emperor, a cultivator, as well as a knight, a duke, a pope, and a magician. While these experiences have given him endless pain, they have also given him priceless wealth.
The skills he learned were all kinds of strange, which naturally included painting. Whether it is Chinese painting, oil painting, sketching, or gouache, as long as you give him a pen, he can create a world.
His attainment in painting is completely incomparable to Wei Xiyan, and even in this world, there is no one who can compare with him. Therefore, it is not difficult for Zhou Yun Sheng to fulfill Wei Xiyan's dream.
He slowly observed Wei Xiyan's paintings, trying to figure out his painting skills. The room was quiet, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.
At this time, a small figure walked in. He stood at the door and looked around, as if attracted by the charming scenery on the canvas. One footprint after another, he quietly and cautiously walked behind Zhou Yun Sheng.
Zhou Yun Sheng finished trying to figure out Wei Xiyan's painting style, turned around to pick up the brush and palette, but met Ning Wangshu's eyes.
Both of them are a little autistic, obviously startled by each other, you look at me, I look at you, staring blankly at each other.
After a long time, Zhou Yun Sheng reached out his hand slowly and slowly, and picked up the palette from the small stool beside Ning Wangshu. Ning Wangshu was about to step back, but when he realized that the target he touched was not himself, he stopped and looked up with his big eyes.
Zhou Yun Sheng ignored him, diluted the paint and smeared it on the canvas by himself. The uncle and nephew stood very close, one was drawing seriously, the other watching intently, the same delicate face with the same expressionless face, the picture looked a little funny, but it was so warm and lovely.