"I, I didn't mean that..."
Seeing the gloomy expression on the man's face, He Qing's body trembled even more, his voice trembling with fright, "Uncle..."
Mingzhe could feel that the hand that turned red after being beaten a few times was being pulled back vigorously. He let go of his hand and saw the boy timidly and fearfully covering the hand that was beaten for the first time and looked over cautiously. Even more angry.
"Are you like them?"
"Did you forget that incident in the Internet cafe when you were young?"
The young man faltered and argued, "But that was when I was a child, and now I have grown up..."
"Grow up?" The man sneered, "Then who was drugged at the bar last night?"
"I shouldn't have believed that kid Huo Tianhao. If Song Chuanjin wasn't there yesterday, he wouldn't even know when you were knocked out of the bar!"
The more he talked, the more Mingzhe became angrier, "From now on, you will obediently stay at home with me, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
After he finished speaking, seeing He Qinghong shed tears without making a sound, his tone softened a little.
"Ah Qing, you are not in good health, don't run around all the time, you understand?"
The young man wiped away his tears with his right hand, and complained in a choked voice, "But, but I didn't run around, this is the third time I went out with Tianhao, they can go wherever they want when they are on vacation, I just stay at home… "
The more he talked, the more wronged he felt, and the more tears he shed, "I didn't know that was a bad person..."
"It will be too late when you know!"
After all, he was raised by himself, seeing him crying into tears, Mingzhe felt uncomfortable, he walked over, hugged the boy gently and coaxed him.
"You are obedient, and nothing will happen. You are not allowed to go out during the holiday, so you can stay at home. If you really want to go, just tell me, and I will take you there."
Being gently coaxed by the man, the grievance in the boy's heart overflowed in an instant, and he slipped into Mingzhe's arms sobbing, "I want to play in the orchard..."
He still remembered that Huo Tianhao used the orchard to trick him out before.
"Okay, uncle will take you to the orchard to play."
Being embraced by the teenager relying on him, the man's heart softened into a ball.
He has never raised other children, but he knows that anyone who is watched over like this will never obey so easily.
Why is Ah Qing so obedient
Gently patting the boy on the back, Mingzhe announced, "Uncle won't go to the company this afternoon, and will accompany you to the orchard."
With tears all over the boy's face, he grabbed his clothes and agreed aggrievedly.
His injury was not serious, and after he wiped off the medicinal wine left by Doctor Bai, the pain was gone after lunch, but his palms, which had been raised too tenderly, were still red, making him look pitiful.
While waiting for the meal, the man saw the poor boy with his left hand outstretched, and couldn't help feeling distressed.
In fact, he asked the housekeeper to order the stick last night, and it was covered with a layer of not-so-thin rubber. Although it hurts when it hits the palm of the hand, it won't hurt the root.
This can not only act as a deterrent to the young man, but also won't make him suffer too much.
Mingzhe calculated everything, but he didn't take into account that He Qing's body was raised too delicately. For ordinary people, eight percent of the pain fell on him, which may be twelve percent. He also loves to cry, holding his hands in silence The way he was crying made the man want to hold him in his arms and coax him well.
He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to go to the orchard to coax He Qing, but he didn't expect that the vice president of the company would be hospitalized in the afternoon, and there were a lot of things that he had to go back to deal with in person.
After hanging up the phone, looking at the pitiful white tender boy who was sitting on the sofa with his hands covered and watching TV, the man hesitated, "Ah Qing, something happened to the company, I might not have time to take you out these few days."
He Qing was stunned, "Aren't we going to the orchard?"
"Go again next time, okay? I promise, I will definitely go next time." Mingzhe touched the boy's little head, picked up one coat, and told him as he walked towards the door.
"Don't go out with Huo Tianhao and the others, stay at home obediently."
The boy was still dazed, "But I..."
"The books you wanted to buy last time are already in the study. If you want any more, call uncle."
Hearing these words, He Qing immediately put the matter of going to the orchard behind him, opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at the man expectantly, "Is it the ones I said I wanted to buy last time?"
"Well, Ah Qing, let's go and watch it. Remember to go to the garden after watching it for an hour."
For this child raised by his own hands, the man clearly knows his weaknesses. These books are enough for He Qing to stay at home for the whole holiday.
He changed his clothes, walked up to the boy and hugged him, "Hey, I'll be back at night."
"Well! Thank you uncle!"
Seeing that He Qing obediently raised his face to thank him, and did not remember the beating at all, Mingzhe softened his heart, gently pinched his face, and said softly, "Although you can't go out, you can let Huo Tianhao come to the house Looking for you to play."
"Um!"
The young man was immersed in the joy of having a new book, and nodded obediently, "I'll call and ask Huo Tianhao if he wants to come and read with me."
Thinking that Huo Tianhao, who doesn't like studying and will always be the last one, and if it wasn't for Huo Tianhao's rich father, would never be able to get into college, the man was silent for a second, thinking that he must not really want to accept Ah Qing's invitation.
But that's fine, even though Huo Tianhao grew up with He Qing and was his only friend, Mingzhe still doesn't like them playing together because of his trouble-making nature.
Ah Qing is so weak, she just needs to stay at home obediently every day.
Not long after the man left in peace, the doorbell of Ming's house rang.
"Reading? Impossible!"
The boy was on the phone, and Huo Tianhao hissed exaggeratedly, complaining bitterly, "Uncle Ming is too cruel, he even sued my dad, it hurts me to death."
He Qing blinked and asked him softly, "Are you being beaten again?"
"Yeah, you don't know, my dad bought a bamboo stick with thick arms for hitting me, my god, it hurt me to death, and the key is that he held me in the living room Fighting inside, in front of so many people, it's embarrassing!"
Bamboo sticks with thick arms...
The boy trembled violently, if this fell on him, he would have to be beaten to death!
Huo Tianhao asked him again, "Hey, Ah Qing, did Uncle Ming beat you after he brought you home last night?"
He always thought that it was Mingzhe who found He Qing in the bar last night and took him away. Just after asking, Huo Tianhao answered himself again.
"I definitely didn't beat you. Uncle Ming loves you so much. Look how many times I've been beaten when I grow up. You haven't been beaten once."
Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help feeling envious, "It would be great if we switched. Uncle Ming looks fierce, but he doesn't hit people."
"I called..." The young man's weak voice sounded from the other end of the phone, and Huo Tianhao was stunned, "What?"
"Uncle, he hit me..." He Qing said, "hit my palm with a black stick, it hurts..."
After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips and said unhappily, "Don't think about changing it, uncle won't want you."
He remembered that Mingzhe had always shown that he didn't like Huo Tianhao very much.
There was silence for a second, and then a burst of laughter broke out.
"Hahahahahaha, you actually took it seriously! I'm not stupid, Uncle Ming is so strict, only you can endure it if you are so obedient!"
"Oh, no, no, no, my butt hurts from laughing. My dad must have spanked me. Now it hurts when I move. I'd better play games at home."
Only after being laughed at did he realize that Huo Tianhao was joking, the young man was a little embarrassed, "Then I'll die."
Just after hanging up the phone, the butler led the Qingjuan youth in, "Master, Master Song is here."
"elder brother!!"
He Qing's eyes lit up, and he stood up in surprise.
—
After finally dealing with the pile of things left by the vice president, Mingzhe rubbed his brows wearily, thinking of the young man who was left at home, his eyes became a little softer.
Ah Qing is always so easy to fool, every time he gets angry, just buy him a bunch of books and he will be happy.
But he also loves reading too much. If he hadn't been strict with reading, he might have been myopic long ago.
He can't always be allowed to read at home during this holiday, and Dr. Bai also said that he can't be bored at home all the time.
But let him go out, Mingzhe really couldn't relax.
When the secretary came in to deliver the documents, he saw their omnipotent Mr. Ming sighed deeply, and his heart tightened immediately.
Could it be that something major happened to the company
Or is it that the vice president can't get out of the hospital
The secretary thought nervously, and then went out nervously, leaving only the handsome man frowning and thinking.
Hey, raising kids is really hard.
———
"Are these all Ah Qing's books?" Song Chuanjin looked at the rows of bookshelves and said with a gentle smile, "Uncle Ming really dotes on you to buy so many books."
Hearing what he said, the young man smiled happily with two small dimples, and pointed to the bookshelf with a little show off, "Every year, my uncle buys me a lot of books, and the order of the bookshelves is arranged according to the year."
He also felt that Mingzhe treated him well, so he smiled even more happily.
"Brother, look at the books here. It's hard to buy. Uncle specially asked someone to buy them for me from abroad."
Like a squirrel showing off its pine nuts, He Qing took Song Chuanjin to see all his stocks.
"Well, there are many."
Song Chuanjin smiled, but did not look at the books, but looked at the young man softly.
As soon as He Qing turned his head, he met his eyes, and the two looked at each other. Inexplicably, the young man felt his face was a little hot.
He didn't know why he was like this, so he looked away in a panic, "Brother, let's go read together."
This is the only word that a teenager whose only entertainment is reading books since childhood can think of.
Seeing him like this, Song Chuanjin's eyes darkened slightly, but his face remained calm, "Okay."
He had a guess in his heart, and when he was sitting at a table reading a book, he touched the boy Bai Nen's arm intentionally or unintentionally.
The moment he was touched, He Qing blushed. He pursed his lips and moved a little bit to the left to prevent Song Chuanjin from touching him.
Seeing his reaction, Song Chuanjin was a little unbelievable, but more surprised.
Ever since he found out that he had feelings for He Qing, he began to escape subconsciously, but he never thought that He Qing would also...
Song Chuanjin felt as if he was dreaming for a moment, his face was calm, but his eyes were on the book under the young man's hand.
"Ah Qing, can you still take notes?"
"Hmm..." He Qing lowered his eyes and answered nervously, "I have a bad memory and always forget what I read before, so I just..."
He could feel the eyes of the people around him falling on him, and suddenly his whole body became tense, and his writing hand became unsteady.
"This hook is not like this, I will teach you." Song Chuanjin said, without waiting for the boy to answer, he reached out and grabbed his too delicate hand.
He Qing's handwriting is actually very beautiful. He was obedient since he was a child, even if Mingzhe didn't look at him, he would practice handwriting obediently. In addition, he had no other entertainment activities, so he practiced good handwriting very well.
Song Chuanjin just wanted to take the opportunity to hold the young man's hand. At this time, he achieved his goal and held the incredibly delicate hand. His heart beat faster, and he approached the young man. He looked down at his earlobe that turned red instantly, and asked in a low voice, "Ah Qing, I haven't seen you for so long, why don't you go find me?"
He Qing was holding the hand by him, and the nib of the pen couldn't go down. He stammered and replied, "I'm afraid, I will disturb my brother..."
Of course Song Chuanjin knew why he didn't come. After he discovered his affection for this beautiful little cousin, he couldn't face He Qing's ignorant and trusting eyes. What's more, he didn't dare.
He knew how strict Mingzhe was to He Qing. If Mingzhe knew that he had unreasonable thoughts about young people, Song Chuanjin didn't dare to think about what he would suffer in the future.
But now, the tip of his nose seemed to be smudged with the scent of milk. Song Chuanjin stood up and surrounded the young man from behind, with a little intoxication in his voice.
"Ah Qing, do you drink milk every day? Otherwise, why would your skin be so white?"
The boy tensed his body nervously, and his voice was timid, "I, uncle said that drinking milk can make you grow taller, so I drink a bottle every day."
There seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere in the air. As long as Song Chuanjin lowered his head slightly, he could see the young man's slender, white and tender neck. If he kissed him, it must feel good.
He was a little distracted for a moment, completely forgetting his previous scruples, and holding the boy's hand tighter.
"Ah Qing, in the past two years, I have always been very..."
- "Master, sir's phone number."
The butler's voice sounded at the door of the study. The young man was frightened and broke free from Song Chuanjin's arms, and raised his voice in panic to respond.
"coming."
Song Chuanjin slowly put his hands behind his back, with some regret in his eyes, but a gentle smile on his face, "Ah Qing, go and answer the phone, I'll wait for you here."
"Oh, oh, well..."
Seeing the young man almost stumbling away with his left leg and his right leg, Song Chuanjin's brain gradually came to his senses.
Ah Qing is indeed very beautiful, and he also likes it very much. It's a pity, why isn't he a girl...
In the study room, a sigh seemed to sound out, and then disappeared quickly.
Song Chuanjin came today to see Mingzhe.
His life has not been easy these years. His position in the Song family used to be unshakable, but after Aunt He gave birth to his younger brother, Song's father's attitude towards the youngest son made Song Chuanjin have to be vigilant.
His father is indeed not capable, but all the financial power in the family is in his hands. Song Chuanjin once tried to let his father delegate power when he was an adult, but unfortunately he failed in the end, and it also aroused Song's father's dissatisfaction.
Coupled with the fact that Aunt He was fanning the ghostly wind and lighting the will-o'-the-wisp, if Song's father was proud and appreciative of this capable eldest son when he was young and middle-aged, then now that his health is getting worse and Song Chuanjin is growing up, This appreciation turns into vigilance.
He is still reluctant to delegate power to Song Chuanjin, and Aunt He is secretly tripping Song Chuanjin in the company, making him miserable.
Otherwise, I wouldn't go to the bar to drink and relax.
But he didn't expect that he would run into He Qing, who hadn't seen him for two years, who was even more beautiful and attractive.
Song Chuanjin didn't think too much when he saved people, but after Mingzhe thanked him, his mind became active again.
Since Father Song didn't give him a chance to display his abilities, he would leave the Song family, and the Ming family was the best choice at the moment.
Song Chuanjin planned very well at the beginning. Although Mingzhe was not there when he came, He Qing received him very happily. He could completely wait here for Mingzhe's return with peace of mind.
However, it ended up like this...
The tip of the nose seemed to be still entangled with the sweet and greasy fragrance of milk. Song Chuanjin sat upright, quietly waiting for the swelling between his legs to dissipate.
The well-behaved child in childhood had really grown up, thinking of that face that was not inferior to all the beautiful women he had ever seen, Song Chuanjin felt more and more unwilling.
[Ding! Song Chuanjin's favorability: 85]
[relax and happy.]
The boy's ears were red, and he always felt in his heart that he had done something bad, so he spoke in a disturbed tone to the man, "My brother and I are reading..."
"Reading?" Mingzhe frowned on the other end of the phone, feeling inexplicably unhappy, "I've got the same thing here, I'll be right back, and you ask the housekeeper to prepare the meals."
Hearing the boy's soft answer, the man's voice softened, "I'll take you to the orchard after a few days, okay?"
"Okay." He Qing agreed, thinking of something, and asked in a slightly awkward voice, "Uncle, can you spare some time to come out next month?"
"Huh? What's the matter?" Mingzhe guessed something, and there was a smile in his voice, but he deliberately asked the boy.
It was the first time for the young man to make such a request. He flicked the sofa with his hands, and said a little embarrassedly, "Next month is my eighteenth birthday. I want to go to city A. There is a book fair over there. I heard everyone Will display all the books in the house... "
The man chuckled, pretending to be contemplative, "You want to go, right? Okay, uncle approved."
He Qing was a little anxious, "No!"
He has grown up so much, and he has never been far away. The thought of being alone in a crowd of strangers makes the boy even more anxious.
He stammered and asked, "Uncle, can you take me to see it next month, just three days..."
Guessing this was the case, Mingzhe smiled even more, deliberately teasing him, "But uncle has to go to work, how can he accompany you?"
He Qing didn't realize that he was deliberately teasing him, so he curled his lips in frustration, "Forget it, I won't go..."
Mingzhe laughed and continued, "But if you say something nice to me, maybe I'll go with you."
He Qing was single-handedly raised by him. Let alone going to City A, he has never even tried to go 1,000 meters away by car alone.
He even bought things from the convenience store on campus. How could such a little pea dare to go to the distant city A alone.
Mingzhe made up his mind to use this matter to tease He Qing, at least to enjoy his acting like a baby for a few days.
Just as she was getting ready to listen to the soft pleadings of her own child, a gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Does Ah Qing want to go to City A? I can take you there."
In the office, under the corner of the man's raised lips, even his eyes became cold.
He was teasing his children, why did Song Chuanjin come to join in the fun.