The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Chapter 109: Little pitiful, cultivation system (1)

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As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of the few people who were just confident enough to ask for evidence immediately lost their faces, especially the woman who claimed to be Aunt He Qing had a trace of annoyance in her eyes.

But after meeting the man's cold gaze, he couldn't help but start talking again.

She forced a smile at the boy with a gentle voice, "Ah Qing, you are too afraid of hearing it wrong. Didn't Dad tell you to follow Auntie before?"

"Auntie is mother's younger sister, she will definitely treat you well." Speaking of which, she glanced vigilantly at her gloomy face, which seemed to be very difficult to provoke a man, and said eccentrically.

"At least my aunt watched you grow up, unlike this person, I don't know which corner came out of it!"

"Ah Qing, if you go with him, no matter how hard you suffer in the future, my aunt won't be able to help you..."

What she said was noble, and while elevating herself, she did not forget to belittle the man. Unfortunately, the boy still hugged his neck tightly, with a hoarse and childish voice that was extremely firm.

"I want to follow uncle!"

The woman's complexion looked even worse.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a moment, and other relatives saw this, and quickly smoothed things over with a dry smile, "Zhiwen just left, Ah Qing is young, what does he know?"

As she said that, the wrinkled old lady looked at the boy, her voice sounded like it was He Qinghao who was really talking about it.

"Ah Qing, although your father is gone, he left you a lot of family property. We are your relatives and will help you look after it. But if it is given to outsiders, when you grow up, you may have a lot of property. .”

No matter what they said, He Qing pursed his lips and said nothing, but squeezed his body into the man's arms, expressing his determination that he would never believe it.

Feeling the soft little body in his arms squeezed over, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Mingzhe who had been silent all this time, and then he stretched out his big hand to support his small body.

Holding the boy in his arms, the tall and handsome man stared coldly at the few people in front of him with greedy eyes, his magnetic voice sank.

"When I adopt He Qing, I will make a certificate that I don't want all the inheritance left by his parents. When he becomes an adult, the money will be transferred to his account, including all the real estate under the name of the He family."

"If any of you want custody, make a proof, and I will hand over He Qing to you immediately."

As soon as the words came out, the relatives who had just rushed to raise the boy before the man came were dumbfounded.

They looked at each other in blank dismay for a while, and finally Auntie He Qing mustered up the courage to say something, "Who can speak the vernacular, now it sounds nice, and when you spend all the money, Ah Qing will have no place to reason even if he grows up!"

"You're an outsider, but I'm Ah Qing's aunt!"

"If you say it like you do, I can now say in front of everyone that I don't want the property of the He family, and you give me Ah Qing!"

"good."

A mocking smile crossed the corner of the man's mouth, "I've brought the lawyer and all the proofs, you sign in front of the lawyer, if the inheritance left by the He family loses even a penny in the future, you will go to jail. "

"Who are you scaring!"

The woman's mouth is still stiff, but seeing that she has started to back away, she should be cowardly.

Mingzhe didn't look at him again, hugged the boy, looked down at the crowd, and said loudly, "I will sign the certificate now. Today, Mingzhe adopts He Qing. After he turns 18 and becomes an adult, all the properties of the He family will be owned by him." Return to him what is not part of it.”

He Qing leaned his head on the man's shoulder, looked at the unwillingness and greed in those people's eyes, yawned, and slowly closed his eyes.

Feeling the little body in his arms softening, Mingzhe's eyes that were still full of coldness softened just now, he gently embraced the boy, and said softly in a pleasant voice, "Go to sleep for a while if you are sleepy, uncle will take you back immediately." Home."

"Well… "

The boy replied in a daze, and Mingzhe's heart softened completely after hearing the delicate voice like the meowing of a newborn kitten. His heart was full of pity for the boy who had just lost his parents.

In fact, he has never had any contact with children. When he heard that his friend had an accident and went to visit the orphan who was left alone on the deathbed, besides mourning, he was also a little overwhelmed.

A child who has just turned seven years old, is still in kindergarten, and has lost his parents. They have never even met each other before. The only impression is that when He Qing was born, he was far away abroad and sent a hand-cut A jade pendant made of jade comes over.

He and He Qing's father, He Zhiwen, are in the same school, and they both started from scratch. Although the two can be said to be competitors, they can also be regarded as partners. land, and became friends.

He Zhiwen has had a girlfriend since college. Unlike Mingzhe, who is devoted to work, he got married early, and even had He Qing when his career just started.

With a happy family and a big company, He Zhiwen should be a winner in life. Unfortunately, on the day his son turned seven, a family of three was involved in a car accident, leaving only He Qing an ignorant child.

To be honest, Mingzhe was really worried at first, after all He Qing had never met him, if he didn't cooperate, things would be really difficult.

But fortunately, this child didn't know why he got so close to him as soon as they met.

The man's slender hands gently patted the sleeping boy's back, and he slightly lowered his eyes to see his long eyelashes trembling restlessly, and sighed softly.

Was it because Zhiwen had already guessed that his relatives were unreliable, so he told his only son

He Qing fell asleep in a daze, only feeling that something was gently patting on his back all the time, and the patting made him sleepy already, making his brain even more unconscious.

After he woke up comfortably, he opened his eyes and found that he was in a completely strange place.

Mingzhe opened the door and came in, and saw the boy sitting in the middle of the bed with a dazed face, looking at the pitiful surroundings timidly.

Thinking of what he had just investigated, the man's heart softened a bit. He stepped forward, and under the boy's somewhat timid gaze, he gently stroked his head. The soft hair felt extremely smooth to the touch. Just a few touches.

"Ah Qing." Mingzhe tried his best to soften his voice, "Do you know who I am?"

He Qing followed his mother, with fair skin and exquisite facial features. The way he looked at him with his eyes wide open timidly at this moment could melt the heart of a person who is easily soft-hearted.

Mingzhe is never easy to soften his heart, but looking at him at this moment, thinking that he just lost his parents, his eyes can't help but soften a little.

Seeing that the boy pursed his lips and remained silent, he continued, "I'm your Uncle Ming, and I'm friends with your father. Has he ever told you about me?"

The man looks very cold and handsome, usually with a straight face, he himself finds it inconceivable to speak to people in such a soft voice, but the boy doesn't buy it, his face is still full of timidity, he refuses to Say more.

Strange, didn't you say that Zhiwen let him follow you

Mingzhe had never been in contact with children before, so he only suspected that he was being stimulated, so he had to try his best to talk about it.

But no matter whether he was talking about He's parents or other things, the boy just silently looked at him with big eyes.

The man really lost his mind, and when he thought it would be better to find a nanny with experience in taking care of children, his eyes suddenly fell on the red rope protruding from He Qing's neck.

He changed his mind, stretched out his hand tentatively, and asked softly, "Uncle, can you take a look at this?"

Hearing his words, the boy took a timid step back, but he never said a word of rejection.

If he didn't refuse, Mingzhe took it as his consent, and slowly lifted the red string with his slender fingers, revealing a beautiful jade pendant.

Seeing the jade pendant held in the hands of the man, he thought he was going to steal something from him, He Qing pursed his lips, a bit of grievance immediately appeared on his white and tender face, and his big eyes, which had been red from crying for a long time, quickly accumulated tears.

Those who want to fall but never fall are about to fall.

Mingzhe just looked at it for a while, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was about to cry. He was startled, and quickly put down his hand holding Yupei.

"What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

When the man touched his forehead, the grievance in the boy's heart suddenly burst out. He stretched out his chubby hand and held his jade pendant tightly. Tears rolled down and he said sobbingly, "My..."

Mingzhe was stunned for a second before he realized what he was talking about, and he couldn't laugh or laugh immediately. He touched He Qing's little head again, "Uncle didn't steal it from you, this is what uncle gave you."

The boy, who was still immersed in grievance and sadness just now, was stunned when he heard this. His tears were still rolling in his eyes, and now he didn't know whether he should continue to cry.

Seeing that his body was still sobbing from time to time, and looking at his boy in a daze, Mingzhe explained carefully, "I gave you this jade pendant when you were just born."

"I cut it out of the stone with my own hands. At that time, the water head was the best. You are a rabbit, so someone made it look like a rabbit and gave it to you."

He looked at the jade pendant, and suddenly felt a little emotional, "Your father said he would keep it for you all the time, but he actually kept it for seven years."

Thinking of the way his friend who had left unexpectedly before his death still begged him to take care of his son, the man patted He Qing's head again, reassuring with serious eyes.

"Ah Qing, I will definitely treat you like my own son."

Seeing the pretty boy looking at him in a daze with tears in his eyes, Mingzhe suddenly felt that it would be nice to have such a son.

Anyway, he didn't plan to get married and have children, so he was lucky to have a child for nothing.

He Qing stretched out a hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes, and said softly in a childish voice.

"I don't want to be my uncle's son."