Xue Chengxiu put his son to sleep, and as soon as he turned on the computer in the study, the phone rang.
Xiao Pei Ziteng said on the other end of the phone, "Dad, has your little one slept, and hurry out to drink when you're asleep."
"Fuck off, I'm not free." Xue Chengxiu scolded with a smile.
"Don't, the brothers haven't had a drink together for a long time, so it's just you," Pei Ziteng said, "We are in Taiwei Palace, don't talk nonsense, hurry up."
Pei Ziteng on the other end hung up the phone simply, as if he was certain that Xue Chengxiu would definitely go.
Xue Chengxiu put away his mobile phone, smiled helplessly, thought about it, turned off the computer he had just turned on, and instructed his auntie to take care of his son and change his clothes to go out.
Taiwei Palace is a private club whose name is taken from "Bu Tiange" - Shangyuan Tianting Taiwei Palace, the heaven is Taiwei Palace, the Palace of the Son of Heaven, imitating the decoration style of the ancient court, and its members are foreign royal family members and well-known enterprises. For people like family and artists, in the large and small private clubs of Huaxia Kingdom, Taiwei Palace is the top one.
As soon as Xue Chengxiu walked into Taiwei Palace, the waiter immediately greeted him, bowed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Xue, good evening."
The waiters of Taiwei Palace have undergone strict training. They must remember the name, appearance, age, preferences, etc. of every member of the club, so as to provide more thoughtful service to members.
"Where are Mr. Pei and the others?" Xue Chengxiu asked.
"In Suzaku Palace, Mr. Xue, please come with me."
The waiter led Xue Chengxiu to the door of the private room of Suzaku Palace, rang the doorbell, and said to the walkie-talkie at the door, "Mr. Pei, Mr. Ding, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Xue is here."
The door was opened, Xue Chengxiu pushed the door in, and the people who came before him had already drank.
Seeing him, Pei Ziteng teased, "It's not easy to get our Daddy Xue out."
Xue Chengxiu took a glass of wine handed over by Zhang Zhenqi, sat down on the sofa, and took a sip, "You single dogs can't experience the joy of being a father."
Several people coaxed: "It's as if you're not a single dog, you don't have a son more than us."
Xue Chengxiu smiled but said nothing.
At that time, due to the situation, he had to find a surrogate to give birth to Xue Yunmu. This child was not in his plan, but after raising a child over the past few years, he gradually realized the joy of raising a child. Slowly calm down.
"Okay, every time I talk about your son, I laugh so badly." Ding Guanghe rolled his eyes, didn't he just have a good son, as if someone couldn't give birth, he would find one another day.
Pei Ziteng sat down beside Xue Chengxiu with a cigarette in his mouth, threw one to him, and said casually, "I heard that there is another small move in the imperial capital?"
"You guys are very well informed." Xue Chengxiu lit a cigarette, took a breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke. He leaned on the sofa very relaxed, completely different from the person who always sat upright during the day.
The few of them were really brothers when they were young, and their life-threatening friendship was even closer than that of their own brothers. Although they always looked like they disliked each other on weekdays, once something happened, the positions of several people were basically the same. consistent.
"We also heard that there is a plan to use beauty tricks over there." Zhuang Ze shook the golden wine in the glass, with a gentle and mocking smile on his face, looked at Zhang Zhenqi, "You said that the illegitimate child is going to give us Xue Da. Look for some kind of beauty to come here."
Zhang Zhenqi laughed and commented, "Idiot."
If Xue Chengxiu could be bewitched by a so-called beauty, I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive today. The old man of the Xue family didn't know how the brain circuit grew. He supported an illegitimate son to fight against the legitimate heir of the Xue family. This was because he was afraid that the Xue family was not chaotic enough.
"Daddy Xue only has his son in his heart now," Pei Ziteng said with a big smile, "beauties can't get into his eyes."
"Bullshit." Xue Chengxiu glanced at him, took a sip from the cup, and inadvertently thought of the boy who left his home more than two hours ago.
Delicate and beautiful, with clear and clean eyes, tall, thin and slender, and a good cook, the young man conformed to his aesthetics from head to toe, making him think that Xue Chengji that idiot finally got his head and knew how to train people.
At first, Xue Chengxiu really thought that the boy was someone sent by Xue Chengji.
After all, the day when he first met the boy in the cemetery, very few people knew that it was the day he went to pay homage to Aunt Li, but Xue Chengji was one of the few people.
Moreover, he dared to start with his son, which made Xue Chengxiu extremely angry.
At that moment, he had the heart to kill.
But then he got the investigation materials of the young man, and after many trials, he had to admit that he also misunderstood.
That child is a simple 18-year-old boy, with a clean resume that can be written on a piece of paper, and is an artist signed by Wei Xiaofeng into the company, and has nothing to do with Xue Chengji.
Xue Chengxiu couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.
But that kid's cooking skills are really top-notch, and he is his creditor, so it's not bad to use this status to coerce him to cook for himself.
"What do you think? Why do you laugh so wretchedly?" Pei Ziteng pounded Xue Chengxiu with his elbow, and he could drink so gracefully and wretchedly.
Ding Guanghe smiled and said, "I must be thinking of some kind of beauty."
"Don't just think about it, bring it out to the brothers to meet." Zhang Zhenqi agreed.
Xue Chengxiu drank the wine in the cup and said casually, "Okay, when the beauty that Xue Chengji brought over, I will definitely bring it out for you to visit."
Several people "cut" everything, and were very bored. Pei Ziteng muttered, "We are looking at the beauty hidden in your family."
"What do you want to do to my family?" Xue Chengxiu raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was clearly "You can handle a three-year-old child, you are really a beast".
Pei Ziteng: "..."
Xue Chengxiu, you can do it, you are a bear, use your son as a shield, and accept you if you are not satisfied.
Zhuang Ze chuckled lightly, ate snacks slowly, and asked Xue Chengxiu, "Old Liu from Huijie told me that Xue Chengji wanted the piece of land in Guangyun?"
Xue Chengxiu nodded, the imperial capital's ambitions for Guangyun must be won, otherwise, how could even such a stupid and clumsy strategy come out. In terms of burying people, the little one is as good as the old one.
That old and young couple thought they were doing everything in a secretive way, but they didn't know that they were already known, and they were still messing around.
It's time to beat and beat, to save their lives and toss.
However, if the person sent has seven or eight out of ten of the child... he wouldn't mind spoiling him.
Yu Siyang, who was doing physical training, suddenly shuddered.
He touched his arm suspiciously, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, how could he feel cold
"Xiaoyu, you're distracted!" Luo Peng, who was temporarily acting as a supervisor, had a dark face, rolled up a newspaper into a teaching stick, and beat the unwary students.
Yu Siyang glanced at him silently, didn't he just didn't cook him dinner, it's been a few hours, and he's still holding grudges.
He also has troubles, right
The other party is his creditor, more than 100 million yuan. It is very moral to not urge him to pay back the money. Can he resist if he asks him to cook a meal
And I used to eat instant noodles every day, so why can't I eat it now
"Continue, don't let your mind wander." Luo Peng was particularly unselfish.
Don't children know that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, and it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. After eating the top delicacies for so many days, instant noodles are really hard to swallow.
Thinking of the bowl of braised beef noodles that night, Luo Peng felt nauseated again and wanted to vomit.
He must have lost his brain before to think instant noodles are delicious.
The child not only does not express empathy, but also complains.
It's obvious that his grievances are bigger!
Luo Peng didn't know that he had to continue to live the days of loving each other with instant noodles and takeaways.
The next day, when Yu Siyang was out of class, Lao Lin, the driver of the Xue family, parked his car at the entrance of Quanxing Entertainment on time.
Yu Siyang: "…"
Lao Lin happily helped him open the door.
This kid is good, his craftsmanship is good, and he is also a good person. Yesterday, he even cooked an extra serving for those who work in Xue's house. It's delicious...
I can't think about it anymore, my saliva will flow out.
"Is Mr. Yu a star?" Lao Lin talked to Yu Siyang while driving.
"You can just call me Xiaoyu," he was always called "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu", rarely "Sir", Yu Siyang was a little embarrassed, "I'm a newcomer, not a star."
Lao Lin smiled and said, "I'll be a big star soon."
"Your good news." Yu Siyang also laughed, he didn't care whether he became a big star, he just wanted to pay off his debts quickly, and the feeling of having a big mountain on his body was not uncomfortable at all.
When Lao Lin took Yu Siyang to Xue's house, Xue Chengxiu hadn't come back, and only a child named Mumu was rolling around in the game room.
Hearing that the nanny said that Brother Huahua was coming, Xue Yunmu immediately threw away the toys in her hand, ran downstairs like the wind, and threw herself into Brother Huahua's arms, kissed him several times, and shouted: "Huahua Brother, Brother Huahua…”
"Mumu, my brother's name is not Huahua, but my brother's name is Yu Siyang." Yu Siyang typed out his name on his mobile phone and showed it to the little guy. "Brother Huahua" sounds very embarrassing, and it's not a serious name.
Xue Yunmu shouted obediently, "Brother Yangyang." He couldn't understand the square characters on the phone at all.
"Good~" Yu Siyang kissed the chubby face.
Xue Yunmu immediately washed Yu Siyang's face with saliva.
Xue Chengxiu stood at the door, looking at Yu Siyang with a funny look while hiding and wiping his face, and shouting, "It's alright, alright..."
"Mumu, come here."
When the little guy saw his father coming back, he immediately abandoned Yu Siyang, ran over to hug his father's leg, and said in a milky voice, "Dad, brother Huahua is here."
"It's Brother Yangyang." Yu Siyang corrected.
Xue Chengxiu glanced at him with a smile.
Yu Siyang hurriedly said hello: "Mr. Xue."
"Let's cook, I'm hungry."
Xue Chengxiu sat down on the sofa with his son in his arms, Yu Siyang's teeth were itchy with his bossy appearance.
But who made him owe him money.
Yu Siyang obediently walked to the kitchen.
Time slipped by Yu Siyang's depressingly cooking dinner for the Xue family and his son every day, and Luo Peng's desolate nibbling on instant noodles for ten days.