Zhou Yun Sheng hurriedly ran back to his room under Uncle Fu's disgusting gaze, took a hot bath, and planned to go straight to bed, but remembering the instructions of the eldest young master, he pouted a basin of hot water, and reluctantly soaked it. for a while.
Not to mention, a wave of heat is transmitted from the meridians on the soles of the feet to the whole body, which is much more comfortable than simply taking a bath. After soaking, my feet were red, hot and soft, and my pores were comfortable. Almost as soon as I got into the bed and rubbed a few times, I felt a strong drowsiness in my mind.
Zhou Yun Sheng yawned and muttered "it's so warm", but what he was thinking about was the quiet and quiet embrace that the young man supported him with his broad chest and strong arms amid the heavy snow.
Before falling into a deep sleep, he ignored the nostalgia and reluctance in his heart, and instead repeatedly warned himself not to indulge, not to let down his guard.
At the same time, Xue Zixuan walked into the study and said in a low voice, "Father, are you looking for me?"
"Close the door." Xue Rui waved his hand while smoking.
Xue Zixuan locked the door, walked over, picked up the cigarette case placed on the table very naturally, took one out and put it in his mouth.
"What's the matter with me?" He lit a cigarette with a lighter and took a deep breath, he asked blankly.
Half of his son's face was hidden in the darkness, and half of it was shrouded in smoke. His handsome, sculpted face seemed so cold and intimidating at this time. The emotion in his long and narrow eyes was no longer indifference and melancholy, but an extremely dangerous wild, sinister, and even violent. He seems to have gone through vicissitudes overnight, from an undisturbed musician to the deep and unpredictable high-ranking person in front of him.
Xue Rui felt right. In his last life, Xue Zixuan relied on his own efforts to push the Xue clan, which was about to fall apart, back into the ranks of international chaebols. He forced himself to grow, to compete, to chase. He not only has a very high talent in music, but also has no self-taught in business. Once a person pushes himself to the limit, the energy that bursts out is often amazing.
The reborn him has been able to completely suppress Xue Duan regardless of his bearing or ability.
"When did you learn to smoke?" The original reprimand instantly turned into a temptation, and Xue Rui opened a loving smile.
"I don't know when." Xue Zixuan exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and the slender white fingertips were printed a little dark red by the brightly extinguished small flames, which looked a bit dazzling in the dimly lit room.
He was originally a person with a strong sense of presence, and he was the focus of the crowd wherever he went. But now, he doesn't need to perform, just sits calmly, and can turn this space into his own kingdom.
In front of his son, Xue Rui felt that the boss was uncomfortable. He smashed the cigarette butts and said bitterly, "Smoke less, it's not good for your health. I'm going to quit smoking after a while."
Xue Zixuan did not hear anything. He knows how to take care of his body. In this life, he will leave the day after the boy closed his eyes just like in the previous life. He always outlived him by one day, so that he could protect him to the end, even if he didn't need this protection.
There was an awkward silence in the room. Xue Rui suddenly felt that the person in front of him was so unfamiliar that he didn't even know how to communicate with him.
After calming down, Xue Rui took up the air and scolded: "Where did you take Huang Yi? Do you know that your sister is still sick?"
"When will she not get sick? Could it be that when she is sick, everyone will accompany her without eating or drinking?"
Xue Zixuan exhaled a puff of smoke, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.
Xue Rui waved his hands tiredly: "You know that's not what I meant. She depends on you, and when she woke up, she couldn't see you crying for a long time, and almost fainted again. She has relapsed twice today and can't be stimulated any more. You will stay with you in the future. She, pay more attention to her, and she can have surgery when she is healthy. In the future, she will be healthy, and we will not have to worry about it anymore. "
Xue Zixuan took a hard puff of his cigarette, and the thick smoke he exhaled covered the violence in his eyes. He wanted to grab his father's tie and asked him why he could be so at ease. Could it be that Xue Jingyi's life is life, but not a boy's
They know that that person is already a thorn inserted into his chest, a support that is integrated into the bone and blood, and a nostalgia carved into the soul. They want to gouge out his heart and take his life, which is equivalent to taking their own life.
Reluctantly suppressing the urge to tear his face off with his father, Xue Zixuan said solemnly, "Are you finished?"
Xue Rui was annoyed by his nonchalant attitude. He was about to slap the table to reprimand him, and heard him say, "I'm going to retire and officially take over the family business."
"What did you say?" Xue Rui hurriedly asked.
"I want to retire and then take over the family business." Xue Zixuan repeated it tirelessly. He understands how powerful his enemies are and so desperately desires power.
"Okay, I'll find someone to arrange it right away." Xue Rui couldn't care about anything, his son was only interested in music and had no plans to inherit the family business. This has always been his heart disease. The big room, the third room, and the fourth room are watching closely. Once he grows old, his control over the Xue family consortium will be weakened. If the big family has been robbed by all the hard work, it will be reduced to a wolves. The prey that was eaten was eventually bitten and divided.
With such a prospect, he only needs to think about it to feel colic, and even if he is not sick, he can survive the disease. Before, he also considered how to persuade his son to study business, and even thought about it secretly. If his son failed, he would find a mistress to have another one, and cultivate it carefully in the future.
However, Xue Li Danni's family was not a vegetarian either, and there were illegitimate children who came to split the family property, and they could turn the imperial capital upside down. Worrying people, Xue Rui has been worrying all the time, but suddenly, his son is enlightened, and the biggest problem is solved. As long as the son is not a straw bag, he has absolute certainty to cultivate him into a qualified successor.
"Do you want to start from the grassroots level or go directly to the air?" Xue Rui picked up the phone and asked while dialing the number. He hopes that his son chooses to start from the grassroots level, so that his potential can best be seen.
Xue Zixuan laughed in a low voice. In a previous life, who transferred the disintegrated Xue Consortium abroad and developed it into an international chaebol, why should it start from the grassroots level? What he can't afford now is time. Others in the Xue family may feel that Xue Jingyi's condition is very serious and needs long-term conditioning before she can bear the risk of heart transplant surgery. Only he knew how powerful her vitality was.
Once she figured it out and stopped tossing herself, the speed of recovery can only be described as "amazing". So he must completely control the forces inside and outside the Xue family before she gets better.
"Go directly to the business department." Pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray and crushing it hard, Xue Zixuan's tone revealed unquestionable and decisiveness.
"I suggest you start from the grass-roots level of human resources, and first find out the current situation of the company. There are many people in the business department, and you can't stop it." Xue Rui persuaded with all his heart. Is it his own son, or I hope he will take less detours. Xue's consortium is not his one-word hall. There are also big, third, and fourth rooms, including the people of the family, especially the business department. It is full of all kinds of infighting and intrigue. His son is obsessed with art.
If he is inadvertently calculated, the fiasco that falls from a height will be enough for him to hold his head up for the rest of his life, and the shareholders will also lose confidence in the future of the Xue Consortium, thus giving the other three houses an opportunity. Therefore, Xue Duan would rather he start from the bottom, step by step, and climb up steadily, even if he occasionally fails, he still has the ability to stand up again.
"I know if I can go down or not. Just go to the business department. The position is the general manager. You can arrange it for me. I will hand over the work of the orchestra and report to the company in three days." He stood up and walked straight away.
The son even plans to quit his job in the orchestra, which seems to be genuine. Xue Rui was very relieved, and the general manager of Xindao was the general manager. The big deal was to arrange a few confidants to assist him. If you screw with him at this time, maybe you will regret it tomorrow.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly made a phone call to arrange his son's appointment.
After Xue Zixuan left the study, he went straight to the boy's room. As soon as he walked down the stairs, he saw Xue Jingyi curled up in the shadow of the corner, her face buried between her knees, as if she was asleep. On a cold day, there were still snowflakes fluttering outside, but she was only wearing a thin cotton nightdress, her bare arms and ankles were exposed, and she had a layer of goose bumps.
Xue Zixuan lightly walked by and passed by calmly, not thinking about putting on a coat for her and carrying her back to the room. All of his love and pity for her had been wiped away in his previous life. He couldn't figure it out anyway, what was she trying to torture herself and others over and over again? The more she tried to gain sympathy, the more he hated her.
As Xue Zixuan expected, Xue Jingyi didn't fall asleep, but she just pretended. She was curled up in a dark and cold corner like a poor little girl. No matter how hard her brother was, it should be softened by now, right? She should also hold the earth's warm embrace and send it to the soft bed as in the past, and then she can "wake up" with the trend, hold his hand, and tell her grievances and sadness today.
But my brother chose to walk away silently! How can he? How can you bear it? Didn't he know that her body couldn't bear the heat and cold, the grief and pain? Wasn't he worried that she slept in the hallway all night and got sick with a cold and fever the next day
No matter how much shock and resentment Xue Jingyi had in her heart, the truth was that Xue Zixuan walked away quietly, completely ignoring the people who were curled up in the corner.
Xue Jingyi couldn't, so she raised her head in grief and anger, and called softly, "Brother, you are back. I waited for you all night."
"You can wear a thick nightgown and wait for me in front of the fireplace, or you can wait for me in the bedroom with central air conditioning. At night, you are huddled in the corner in your nightgown, what are you going to do? Another illness Stay with me? You don't love yourself, how can others love you?" Xue Zixuan stood still and looked at the girl with cold eyes.
"I'm sorry. Mom and Fubo asked me to go to bed early, so I didn't dare to wait in the living room. In the room, I was worried that I wouldn't hear your footsteps coming back. Brother, I promise you that I will take good care of myself in the future. "Don't be angry, okay? Tell me what I did wrong, and I'll change it." Xue Jingyi stepped forward hesitantly, trying to pull on the hem of her brother's clothes. This is her habitual movement, as if adorned on the hem of her brother's clothes, she can follow him for the rest of her life.
Xue Zixuan took two steps back and said in a low voice, "Go back." If you made a mistake, you must correct it? Such words can only deceive the parents who love her blindly. If Xue Jingyi decided something, she would move forward even if she stepped on the ground with blood and bones.
"I'm not going back, I want to talk to you." Xue Jingyi raised her face with a sullen expression.
"I have nothing to talk to you about." Xue Zixuan turned around and left without looking back. "Your body is yours. It's your business if you like to trample. Maybe others will feel bad, but I won't. You can do it yourself." This is his last advice. If she still goes on the old road in this life, he will not show the slightest mercy to her.
Xue Jingyi covered her mouth, the pain was unspeakable. I don't feel sorry for myself, but my brother actually admitted that he doesn't feel sorry for himself. The chill brought by this sentence was far better than the ice and snow outside, and Xue Jingyi froze instantly. It wasn't until a long time later that she stepped forward, walked slowly back to the bedroom, burrowed into the bed with indifferent expression like a soulless puppet, and closed her eyes.
She thought her heart would be torn by this sentence, but strangely, she didn't feel any discomfort. In the dark, she seemed to become stronger and more decisive, as long as her brother did not leave her, she could endure any cruel blow.
"Brother, you must be lying to me when you say that you don't feel bad for me, right? This is a trick, it must be a trick, so that I don't always take care of myself. Well, I listen to you, I will take good care of my body, you Don't be mad at me. I know, you love me, you love me..." While speaking to herself, she smiled and closed her eyes, falling asleep.
Xue Zixuan didn't know that Xue Jingyi had distorted his original intention. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He couldn't sleep, even if it was the boy's room downstairs. In his previous life, as long as he could stand under the same sky as the boy and look at him not far or near, he would be satisfied.
Now, however, he longs for something more tangible. What is craving hard to fill? This is the insatiable desire. When you can see it, you want to touch it. When you can touch it, you want to hug. When you hug it, you want to kiss. When you kiss, you want to completely and completely occupy it.
Unable to suppress the heat in his heart and body, he took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it. Standing in front of the huge French window, he breathed in the mist while watching the white snow outside.
When the snowflakes fell, there was a "thumping" sound, which made the night seem more quiet, and the strong sense of loneliness also followed the spicy smoke into the nasal cavity and lung ducts, leading Xue Zixuan to blushing unconsciously.
He took two strong puffs, crushed the cigarette that had only ignited at the top, and walked to the boy's door to stand. It took more than ten minutes before he put his palm on the doorknob and turned it gently.
The door could not be opened, and the teenager locked it before going to bed. Xue Zixuan held his forehead and sighed in a low voice, and then, regardless of the cold weather, in the middle of the night, he forced Uncle Fu to wake up.
"Master, at night, what are you looking for the key for?"
"Well, this is the key to the room on the first floor, this is the key to the room on the second floor, and this is the key to the room on the third floor. Mr.'s study has a fingerprint and iris lock. If you want to enter, you have to ask him for permission, but I can't help it. Take these three sets of keys, young master, you don't need to return them to me, the family has one, you haven't asked, so I forgot to give it." Fu Bo took out three sets of keys respectively. Xue Zixuan took the key and left immediately, after several attempts to find the correct one.
Sleeping in the wolf's den, Zhou Yun Sheng didn't dare to let go of his vigilance. Hearing the sound of the door being unlocked, he immediately got out of bed and hid behind the door. The light in the corridor was projected from the crack of the door, pulling out a long golden thread, and then a tall figure blocked the light and walked in slowly.
There was a faint smell of tobacco on his body, as well as the familiar fragrance of cologne, which was very pleasant, making Zhou Yun Sheng's tense nerves relax immediately. Before he knew it, his guard against this person had weakened a lot, but he didn't realize it.
"It's so late, why are you still not sleeping?" He turned on the light and blocked the dazzling light with his hands.
"Why are you hiding here? Are you afraid of getting in?" Xue Zixuan turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the boy was only wearing a set of thin pajamas, standing barefoot on the ground, and quickly walked over to pick him up and gently put him under the covers.
"Well, I really thought a thief was here. If I hadn't smelled your scent, believe it or not, I'd hit you with an alarm clock?" Zhou Yun Sheng was so sleepy, his voice was muttering, and it was a little hoarse. , literally said the taste of coquettish.
He turned over, revealing the hand hidden behind him, an alarm clock clutched in his clenched fist. It was made of iron and could be used as a brick.
Xue Zixuan was amused by his cute tone, and when he saw the alarm clock, he couldn't help laughing even more. He got into the bed with the boy's body temperature, and while resting his arms behind his head, he took the alarm clock and placed it on the bedside table.
"Sorry for scaring you." He kissed the young man's pink cheek and said softly, "Go to sleep, go to the band with me tomorrow."
Lying beside the young man, his restless heart was still restless, but there was no loneliness and depression as before. He sighed contentedly, dizzy at the immense, unbearable bliss.
is this real? The other hand stroked the boy's cheek, feeling the delicateness and warmth of his fingertips, he told himself briskly - this is true.
Zhou Yun Sheng was itchy from his touch. He shook his head from side to side and muttered in a daze: "Why are you going to the orchestra? Why do you have to squeeze on my bed, my bed is too small."
The one-meter-five bed is not enough for the young master to straighten his legs, and he has to drill into his hot place, which is too much. Filled with resentment in his heart, he barely opened his misty peach blossom eyes, stared at each other, his mouth pursed unconsciously.
Xue Zixuan was amused by him again. He never knew that the boy could not control his temper when he was in a daze, like a kitten with fried fur that would scratch his paw at any time. But he prefers the young man in front of him who is unscrupulously venting his dissatisfaction. He has seen him well-behaved, angry, sad, and heartless, but he has never seen him lying in a soft pillow and slumbering.
This truth and freshness, arrogance and cuteness, melted his heart.
Zhou Yun Sheng thought he would suffer from insomnia, but perhaps it was the youth's skin hunger that forced him to quickly become acquainted with the other person's breath and embrace. Instead, he slept more deeply than before. When he woke up the next day, the sky was already bright, and the window was covered with knots. Full of tiny water droplets, through the water droplets, you can vaguely see the pure white outside.
He rolled over and sat up, touched the bedding next to him, it was cold, Xue Zixuan had already gotten up. With messy hair, he walked into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, when suddenly he heard a loud banging of dishes and a woman's uncontrollable screaming from downstairs.
Damn it, Xue Jingyi got sick again, right? Just die from illness, and I'm relieved. He secretly gloated over the misfortune, but he also knew that whoever died, the Child of Destiny would not die.
Such sinister thoughts alone make it necessary for the system to impose punishment. They are parasitic in the host's soul, and they control not only the host's life, but also his thoughts and behaviors. This is what Zhou Yun Sheng can't tolerate the most.
But at this moment, the system was silent, as if it hadn't detected his wicked thoughts. Zhou Yun Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed in a low voice. No extra energy? In addition to normal operation, is it no longer able to punish myself? Well, one step closer to getting rid of the system completely.
He was about to mobilize his mental power and continue to hack into the system's defense system. There was a new round of beating and smashing in the living room, and there was a fierce quarrel between Xue Rui and Xue Li Danni.
He tugged at his hair irritably and had to go out to check. Xue Jingyi stood at the corner of the stairs, looking down indifferently, wrapped in a thick ankle-length cotton nightgown that looked like beads at first glance.
"Jingyi, what happened?" Zhou Yunsheng greeted her softly, looked at her up and down, and asked, "Are you feeling better?" It's really much better, I rarely see people who have a heart attack, and I can get out of bed and walk around the next day. of. Destiny Child is really a little strong who can't be beaten to death.
"I'm much better, thank you. Xiaoyi, I have only you as a relative. Can you stay with me more in the future? To tell you the truth, my illness is very serious. I don't know which day I will pass out and never wake up again. It's here." Xue Jingyi suddenly stepped forward, pulling the hem of the boy's clothes, with sorrow and pleading on her face.
Zhou Yun Sheng hurriedly hugged her for a while to comfort her, and repeatedly promised to accompany her to take care of her. He said it well on the lips, but in his heart, he maintained a high degree of vigilance against Xue Jingyi's sudden closeness. You know, this is the first time he has received a good face from Xue Jingyi since he came to Xue's house.
What is she drawing? What are the brothers and sisters of the Xue family thinking of themselves? So fucking annoying! Zhou Yun Sheng was extremely impatient.
Downstairs, the noise became more and more intense, he let go of Xue Jingyi and looked around. I saw Xue Li Danni and Xue Rui accusing each other across the dining table. The floor was full of broken china and food residues. Xue Zixuan was sitting at the other end of the dining table, sipping coffee in a very relaxed manner.
Aware of the inquiring eyes, he looked up and found that it was the boy he loved. The expressionless and handsome face immediately bloomed, and the ice and snow melted.
"Stop arguing, no one can change the decision I made." He put down the glass and said in a deep voice.
Xue Li Danni screamed: "Impossible, it's absolutely impossible! How could you give up your favorite piano, Zixuan? Did your father force you? Ah? This old guy doesn't understand anything, only money. , money is the most vulgar thing in the world!"
"I made the decision myself, and it has nothing to do with anyone. I love the piano, but not my favorite. Mother, you are wrong." He waved to Fubo, who was hiding in the corner, "Come and pack up, and then do a few more things. Divide breakfast."
Uncle Fu nodded in agreement, and scrambled to clean up the mess. Xue Li Danni didn't give up, and surrounded her son to comfort her. Seeing his firm attitude, she finally left in a hurry.
Seeing that his son had not changed his mind, Xue Rui breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up his jacket, and went after his wife. Although the wife's family is an artistic family, they belong to the army. Both the father-in-law and the mother-in-law are major generals. They have a lot of connections in the military and political circles.
The living room fell silent for a moment. Xue Zixuan stepped upstairs, directly ignoring the passionate Xue Jingyi, reached out and caressed the corner of the boy's lips, his tone was full of doting: "Brushing your teeth? He ran out with some bubbles in his mouth."
Zhou Yun Sheng nodded and wanted to ask what happened just now, but he felt that he was not qualified, so he went back to the room to wash up, only to find that the hem of the clothes was strangled by Xue Jingyi, and he couldn't even earn it.
He looked over with puzzled eyes, but Xue Jingyi smiled weakly: "Brother, I'm afraid alone, please stay with me." Having said that, she stared straight at Xue Zixuan, not knowing the sound. Who is "brother" shouting, and who hopes to accompany her.
At this moment, Zhou Yun Sheng finally understood that she planned to adopt detour tactics and get close to Xue Zixuan by pestering herself. Why is this woman so annoying! Mingming is so ill, it is best not to disturb her mind, she is still thinking about it all day, does she think her life is too long
Outsiders can see the clues, and Xue Zixuan can naturally. His tone was very impatient: "Xue Jingyi, don't make trouble." The words fell and ordered Xiao Deng, who hurried upstairs with breakfast, "Take her back to the room and be careful. She was wearing a nightgown in the corridor last night. Sit until midnight."
Xiao Deng was startled, and quickly opened Xue Jingyi's five fingers, just to take her back to measure her temperature and blood pressure. Xue Jingyi was still struggling and seemed very angry and resentful, but she suddenly became very well-behaved and smiled contentedly: "Brother, don't worry, I will take good care of my body. The so-called love is deeply responsible. , I know my brother's intentions, I have always known."
Xue Zixuan's face was expressionless, but Zhou Yun Sheng was shaking with goosebumps. Xue Jingyi's last smile was too morbid, and looked depressing. Could she also have a mental illness
While thinking about it, he was dragged back to the room by Xue Zixuan, holding his right hand and slowly brushing his teeth, and then twisting a warm towel to carefully wipe his face, with an attentive and thoughtful attitude like treating a five-year-old child.
Fortunately, Zhou Yun Sheng was extremely adaptable, and from the initial embarrassment and embarrassment, he gradually turned into peace of mind. After the two finished breakfast, they walked to the entrance to change their shoes.
"Do you really want to take me to the band?" Zhou Yun Sheng sat on the low stool with an unbelievable expression.
"Well, you follow me from now on, you can go wherever I go, you know?" Xue Zixuan half-squatted in front of the boy, putting on shoes for him.
"But I still have classes in the future."
"Class time doesn't count. I'll pick you up after class."
Zhou Yun Sheng was speechless, the young man's attitude was very firm, as if he really wanted to bring him to the outside world and let more people know him. What about Xue Jingyi's heart transplant surgery? Don't do it
Thinking of this, he immediately extinguished this extravagant desire. Instead of pinning your hopes on inexplicable people, rely on yourself.
Xue Zixuan skillfully helped the boy put on his shoes and straightened his trousers before sitting next to him to change his shoes. At this moment, Fu Bo, who had visited the young lady, went downstairs and asked anxiously, "Master, where are you going to take him?"
Xue Zixuan didn't say a word, didn't even look at him, put on his shoes, put the boy in his arms, and pushed the door directly out.
"Master, don't go to crowded places. Don't forget Miss..." Uncle Fu didn't say anything about the rest of the words. He stepped forward, grabbed the boy's arm, and said forcefully, "Stay and take care of Miss, she has been there just now. talking about you."
The beloved boy was suddenly pulled away from his embrace, and at that moment, Xue Zixuan could hardly suppress the fear and killing intent in his heart. He hated the actions of others who robbed the young man, hated the feeling of emptiness after losing him, and also hated the entire Xue family, including himself.
"What do you want to do? Have you forgotten? Although I call you Uncle Fu, you are just a servant hired by the Xue family. You have no right to interfere with the employer." :"can not happen next time."
Zhou Yun Sheng had a black line on his forehead, and muttered in his heart: This young master's skin hunger seems to be getting worse.
"It's okay, let's go. There is no good person in this family. You can't trust anyone except me, including Xue Jingyi. But don't worry, I will protect you, eh?" His expression was instantly replaced by tenderness, and he used the tip of his nose to rub the tip of the boy's nose affectionately.
Well, schizophrenia is worse. Zhou Yun Sheng said that he had given up his resistance. Anyway, Xue Biaoyi was still very weak and could not bear the risk of surgery. It was quite pleasant to watch these people act for the time being. It's just that he has to think about how to arrange the ending, is it HE or BE? Well, of course it's my HE and Xue's BE, so that's the best of both worlds.
Uncle Fu was frightened by the young master's fierce and violent expression, and in a daze, the black luxury car had already driven away.
Xue Jingyi stood on the second floor, staring at the empty door with cold eyes.
After receiving a call from Xue Zixuan, the head of the regiment has been waiting in the office.
"Who is this?" After the two greetings, he looked at the delicate young man who had been locked in his arms by the young man, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey? Why does he look so similar to Jingyi?"
"This is Huang Yi, Xue Jingyi's twin brother." Xue Zixuan told him frankly, "Xue Jingyi is the adopted child of the Xue family and has no blood relationship with me."
"So that's the case, this is looking for relatives?" The head of the regiment was full of curiosity.
"Xiaoyi's parents passed away, and I took him by my side to take care of him. From now on, he will be my relative." Xue Zixuan rubbed the boy's forehead, his love beyond words.
"That's right, it's Jingyi's brother after all." The head of the regiment sighed for a while, and then took out a stack of documents for the young man to fill out. Before, Xue Rui had talked to him earnestly once, and asked him not to hinder his son's future. After all, the family is a wealthy family or an only son, so what if they don't inherit the family business? Playing the piano is elegant, but in Father Xue's eyes, he is afraid that he is not doing his job properly. So today, he didn't plan to persuade him too much, so he did the job neatly.
When Xue Zixuan even signed the signature, he had to put his left arm around him, which made Zhou Yunsheng ask for permission from the other party when he wanted to go to the toilet.
Xue Zixuan pays attention to the boy's mood anytime, anywhere, pinches his raised lips, and says softly: "Good, I'll take you to the IT exhibition later. Several new notebooks and mobile phones have been released recently. I heard that there is another one. A fully self-driving car, with very high technology content, is expected to bring technological innovation in the automotive field. Do you like it?”
After waiting for a lifetime, except for Xue Yan in the previous life, he may be the person who knows the boy best. What the other party likes and dislikes, he remembers them one by one in his mind, dare not or forget.
Zhou Yun Sheng was really interested, his eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "I like it. Then you hurry up and fill in the information, we will go earlier."
"Okay, then be obedient, don't walk around." Xue Zixuan leaned over to kiss his pink cheek, and then continued to fill in the information.
The head of the regiment looked dumbfounded and rubbed his eyelids quietly, worried that he was hallucinating. The person in front of me who is tender-hearted and affectionate is really the cold-faced and cold-hearted young master of the Xue family? He kissed, hugged, coaxed and persuaded the young man in his arms, and his sticky attitude was more exaggerated than that of the young man in love.
Can't believe it, really can't believe it. His eyes kept shifting between the two, secretly thinking about their relationship.
Xue Zixuan didn't hide it in the slightest, what other people wanted to think, let them go. After quickly filling in the information, he led the teenager to the Convention and Exhibition Center.
The level of technological development in this world is far less than that of the Interstellar Era, but it also has its own uniqueness. Zhou Yunsheng will never underestimate any kind of technology, and will only continue to learn and learn from it. He played with a pair of "extended reality glasses" with great interest, putting them on and taking them off for a while, and he couldn't put it down.
"Do you like it?" Xue Zixuan asked with a smile.
"I like it, it's very interesting." Zhou Yun Sheng nodded and framed the mirror on the bridge of the young man's nose to let him feel the feeling.
Xue Zixuan immediately took out the black card and handed it to the shopping guide.
"You want to buy it for me?" Zhou Yun Sheng widened his eyes.
"Buy it if you like it." Xue Zixuan waved his hand dismissively.
So refreshing? Zhou Yunsheng pointed to the fiery red supercar placed in the middle of the exhibition hall and asked, "I like this and you will buy it for me too?" In fact, he is not interested in luxury goods, but if it is a luxury with high technology content , but another matter.
This supercar is a concept car that has not yet been put into mass production. It is an exploration of fully autonomous driving technology in this era. It includes all the most advanced equipment, and the appearance and built-in are also top-notch. The price fluctuates between seven or eight million. It is not the most expensive, but it is definitely not cheap.
Of the new products in the entire showroom, Zhou Yun Sheng's favorite was undoubtedly this car. He has a problem. When he sees something he likes, he has to find a way to get it no matter what, so he has the cheek to test it.
But he was joking after all, no matter how much Xue Zixuan acted, he would never lose his old money. It costs a million dollars for a heart transplant. If he wants to confuse himself, he can just give him a little favor. There is no need to invest seven or eight times the money.
If he really did this, Zhou Yun Sheng would be willing to believe his provocative lines. Emotions are too illusory to him, but if they are converted into money, the cognition will naturally be more intuitive.
Xue Zixuan smiled lowly. The teenager dared to ask himself for such an expensive gift, which means that he has accepted himself. He is in a very happy mood now, and he is happy like never before. When he found that several buyers were communicating with the shopping guide, he immediately walked over with his arms around the teenager.
The configuration and price are still being discussed over there. Here, Xue Zixuan has already handed over the black card: "If I pay the full amount, can I drive this car away now?"
The shopping guide was startled, thinking who is this? Buying a car is like buying cabbage.
Zhou Yun Sheng was also surprised, he quickly grabbed the young man's arm, and said with a red face, "Did you really buy it, but I don't have a driver's license, so it's useless to buy it." He enjoyed the process of modifying this car more than driving. He likes to polish half-finished products bit by bit into perfect works of art. Of course, he didn't expect Xue Zixuan to agree at all, so he didn't dare to ask for it.
"It's okay, I won't teach you." Xue Zixuan touched the young man's head soothingly, and asked the shopping guide to swipe the card again.
There are only a few people who can afford this kind of luxury car. Everyone is in the same class and can be familiar with each other. One of the buyers recognized Xue Zixuan and greeted him with a smile. There is no need for the rest of the people to fight with Young Master Xue. The car is really good, but the better thing is not that there is no reason to blush, so they all left.
The shopping guide received a large commission, and naturally handled the matter properly. Within half an hour, Xue Zixuan and Zhou Yunsheng sat in the luxurious car and drove home at high speed.
Everything today completely subverted Zhou Yun Sheng's imagination. He looked ahead with a confused expression on his face. Just bought it? on my account? 8.56 million, that's 8.56 million, enough to buy a few hearts? His fingertips moved, and he really counted.
If he could, he really wanted to grab the young man's collar and asked loudly: What exactly do you want to do? Do you know that the better you treat me, the more afraid I am? It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid that I can't keep my heart.
This kind of pampering and pampering, gentleness and thoughtfulness, as well as that broad and thick chest and firm arms, he wanted, wanted, wanted!
Xue Zixuan noticed that the boy was in a low mood and reached out to squeeze his flesh.