Chen Xing was helpless when he returned to China this time, as if he was fleeing from disaster, his butt was still hurting, and he had to spend the rest of the rest of the rest of the eight hours on the plane.
It's just that he was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would be skinned and cramped by Lin Xiucheng, and thrown into the frying pan for frying. Chen Xing still remembered Lin Xiucheng's wonderful angry expression when he woke up the morning before yesterday and saw that he was playing with the mustache he had grown the night before.
Chen Xing had never seen Lin Xiucheng become so angry. In fact, he, a beautiful young man at the right age, took the initiative to send him to solve Lin Xiucheng's physical needs. This is such a touching thing, why is Lin Xiucheng angry
Three years of gratitude, one night of repayment, a romantic adopted son and a cool dad. Isn't it beautiful!
Having said that, Chen Xing was still terrified, and took advantage of Lin Xiucheng's urgent business to go out, packed his bed and fled back to the country.
Chen Xing is the adopted son of Lin Xiucheng, a boy with a lot of troubles.
He grew up in an orphanage in a small city in the country.
It is reasonable to say that a boy like Chen Xing who is very good-looking, with sound limbs and a smart mind is mostly rushed by his family to adopt him. However, Chen Xing's character is really too small, and no one can control him.
When he was two years old and was thrown at the gate of the orphanage, with a piece of paper stuck to his chest to write the two big characters Chen Xing, he had already shaken the big iron gate of the orphanage with his immature hands, crying and screaming for food, Give him two branches and he can start a grassland. Every family who wants to adopt a child will ask him euphemistically if they get along with him for a while, can they change to a simpler baby.
Gradually, as Chen Xing got older, fewer parents asked him questions. The older children had their own memories and thoughts, and it was difficult for them to integrate into the new family. Chen Xingle is free to be the overlord of his Qingcheng Orphanage, and his dumb friends climb trees, dig eggs and fish in water.
Chen Xing climbed up the big locust tree in the backyard neatly, jumped from the trunk of the locust tree to the wall and sat down, with his white and slender legs hanging down, holding a handful of stones in his hand and throwing them into the pond. Dean's favorite The vivid appearance of lotus leaves is also the most lively and lovely scenery in Qingcheng Orphanage.
At the age of sixteen, Chen Xing's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
His biological father found him, went to the door of his class and told him to go out, stared at him for a while, provided blood samples to the hospital, and left.
His biological father looked like a traveler, with a three-pointed look between his brows and a pair of thin lips. Chen Xing had one more bead than him, and the cold lips became more vivid.
As soon as the DNA test results came out, Chen Xing signed something worthless under the persuasion of Dean Chen, and then was put on the plane by a tall bodyguard, escorted to Haishi to apply for a passport and visa, and rushed to the airport without stopping. Go to a place you've only seen in books before.
Before leaving, he couldn't even say goodbye to the orphanage's Dean Chen, Aunt Yao, sister Xiaoyu and good friends.
On that flight from Haishi to London, Chen Xing's biological father arranged for him an ordinary economy class. He was lucky, and the seat by the window was good enough for him. It was the first time for Chen Xing to fly on a plane, and his ears were a little nervous. When this big silver bird took him from the ground to a height of 10,000 feet, he held on to the handle tightly, imagining that he would dominate Chinatown in London and become a big brother. Go back and show off to Sister Xiaoyu.
When he arrived in London, someone picked him up with a sign of Chen Xing. He sat in a black car and drove by the Thames River, passing Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament. Only Chen Xing was a little excited, he asked the driver: "Is this the British clock?"
The driver next to him took off his sunglasses, and a white man with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge responded politely: "Excuse me?"
Chen Xing is in the third year of junior middle school. He is a good truant and troublemaker in Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School. He can do everything in arcade racing, smoking and fighting, but he can't study. He can barely recite twenty-six English words. There is really nothing else to say.
In such an occasion where he was not familiar with the place, he could only mumble, "Nothing. No."
The white man looked at the traffic ahead and smiled slightly.
When they arrived at the house on the outskirts of London, the white man pushed Chen Xing through the door, and the task was completed.
Chen Xing didn't see his biological father. A few middle-aged and elderly people with indifference and scrutiny stood sporadically in the room, and they looked at him for a long time with an appraising attitude.
"Not bad." An old man in his seventies or eighties said, "What's your name?"
Chen Xing guessed that he was the owner of the house, because there was a huge portrait hanging in the hall behind him, which seemed to be the old man twenty years younger.
This house is a bit gloomy, luxuriously decorated but outdated, revealing an aura that is about to collapse due to decay.
There is a huge crystal lamp hanging on the top of the hall, many of the bulbs are dead, and one or two are about to end their life. The crystal lampshade was covered with thick dust, and no one had cleaned it for a long time, and yellow light shone through from inside.
Chen Xing remembered that Xiao Yu's elder sister read Dream of Red Mansions to their gang of bad boys, she said: Hulala is like a building falling down, and it is dire like a lamp dying out.
It is the situation of this mansion, it has built a tall building, had banquets for guests, and now it is about to collapse.
Chen Xing was suspicious, it was already in such a situation, why did he go all the way to get him back? Could it be that they want to gather all the nine clans to commit suicide collectively
Guessing is guessing, he still replied: "Chen Xing. Erdong Chen, lucky Xing."
"Fortunately." The old man repeated, and then fell silent.
Chen Xing was a little embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet when he stopped, and he stood upright, not knowing what to do. His luggage bag was at his feet, so he picked it up and said to the old man, "Where do I live?"
After finishing speaking, he yawned and didn't sleep on the plane. Now that he was here, the light was so dim that Chen Xing felt drowsy.
The old man looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and the man said: "Go to the second floor first, go upstairs and turn left to the second room."
Chen Xing groaned in his heart, carrying his luggage and going upstairs in a very pompous manner.
After entering the room, a smell of dust came over his face, Chen Xing choked twice, walked over and opened the window.
The cool wind poured into the room, blowing the dusty screen curtains, the sky outside was dark, and I don't know what time it is. Chen Xing was not afraid of getting dirty, so he threw his luggage beside the bed, jumped forward onto the bed, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and fell asleep.
Who knows that when he wakes up, Chen Xing is no longer his own.
He was dreaming of eating roast chicken, a pair of soft hands pushed him softly: "Hey! Hey!"
Chen Xing flicked his hand to a soft place.
Chen Xing is just at the age of growth, and he will never have enough food and sleep, if he is not given sleep, he will beat someone if he disagrees.
Suddenly there was a scream in his ears, so loud that his eardrums were about to burst, he opened his eyes, and saw a girl about his age looking at him angrily, he was startled: "Who are you? "
"I told you to wake up! Didn't you hear?!" the girl said angrily, "You pervert! Disgusting!"
Chen Xing was dubbed a pervert for no reason, and he looked at her with a stinky face and frowning. He didn't care about the little girl, but he would be upset too.
After being stared at by him for a few times, the girl blushed suddenly, and her voice lowered: "Go downstairs quickly, Mr. Lin has arrived."
Chen Xing was confused and was dragged downstairs by her.
The downstairs has been cleaned briefly, the curtains in the hall are drawn, and if you don't smell the dust in the air carefully, it still seems to be the case.
A large group of people surrounded a young man in a suit, looking respectful and respectful, Chen Xing wanted to laugh.
Lin Xiucheng was also very helpless that day.
The matter is very simple, that is, the Chen family owes him a sum of money that is not much to him, but to the Chen family, it is the straw that breaks the camel's back.
His second uncle helped him collect the money, and for some reason, he went crazy and promised the Chen family to keep a beautiful little grandson with him, and he would redeem it when he had the money back. During these days, he can do whatever he wants.
Lin Xiucheng was almost laughed at by his second uncle. He didn't have much to do that day, so he remembered the report his subordinates had given him a few nights ago, so he came to the Chen family to see what kind of trouble his second uncle was trying to make.
Standing and being complimented by the young and old of the Chen family, Lin Xiucheng frowned and waved his hands to tell them to stop.
Suddenly there was a chuckle on the stairs.
A boy with messy hair was walking up and down the stairs, smiling at them.
"Hello," the boy said casually, "You are Mr. Lin."
The girl next to him was surprised that he was so bold, and tugged on his sleeve to tell him to shut up.
It's really nice. This was Lin Xiucheng's first reaction. Chen Xing's hair is black, making his face white like porcelain, his lips are bright red with a little luster, there are still pillow marks on his face when he just woke up, and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, looking at him frivolously.
It's a pity that he is really not interested in boys, not to mention that the boy is only thirteen or fourteen years old.
Lin Xiucheng likes women with a pointed face, big breasts, slender waist and long legs. In the past few years since he came back to take over the Lin family, several old asses in the family wanted to force the daughters of his partners to marry him and raise them, which made him even less eager to find a partner. His second uncle had a ghost in his heart. He heard rumors that he had changed his taste and found a beautiful little boy to please him.
Lin Xiucheng didn't like this, he kept a decent smile, and said to the old man in the wheelchair: "Mr. Chen, if you have something to say, just give it to me, so who's to blame if you play dead? "
Chen Xing heard the way, he was sold by these beasts.
"Can someone explain to me?" The bully Chen Xing came to London to do a big business, not to be a slave.
"Chen Xing," said the middle-aged man who called him upstairs yesterday, "you have no place to speak here."
Chen Xing retorted: "If you don't speak now, do you want to wait until I am played to death?"
Lin Xiucheng sounds interesting, this young man knew about his being sold later than himself. The old fools of the Chen family do stupid things, this Chen Xing is more fun than them.
"What are you? A bastard who dares to act presumptuously in the main house!" The middle-aged man's wife scolded him in a shrill voice, "Didn't you read what the agreement was before you came? You are now a member of our Chen family." dog!"
Chen Xing was stunned: "What agreement?"
The agreement was signed by Dean Chen.
Dean Chen said that his family will take him back to England to recognize his ancestors. Britain is much better than Qingcheng, a bustling metropolis. He also told Chen Xing not to forget to come back to see them.
Chen Xing didn't want to sign at first, Qingcheng was his bustling metropolis, but seeing Dean Chen's expectant look, Chen Xing thought about it, and still signed his name.
In the middle of the process, he didn't read the content of the contract at all. At this moment, when the middle-aged woman called out, he felt something was wrong.
"Your father recognized you back to the Chen family. You are the dog of my Chen family. You will do whatever we tell you to do. We donated 200,000 yuan to that orphanage and bought you. Do you think you How valuable is it?!"
Chen Xing was stunned. After all, he was only a boy who had not yet celebrated his sixteenth birthday. He had natural trust in Dean Chen who had watched him grow up. Leng Leng, depressed.
Lin Xiucheng was enjoying the good show.
He usually has no sympathy, with a cold smile and a dark heart, but seeing this flamboyant young man suddenly sinking down, for the first time in his life, he felt a little uncomfortable.
When Lin Xiucheng was 22 years old, his grandfather suffered a stroke and became paralyzed. He came back overnight as a junior in the United States and stayed by his grandfather's bedside.
Lin Xiucheng once suspected that his fate would be hard to control his relatives. His parents died in a plane crash very early, and now his only close relative is leaving him. When he returned home anxiously, his grandfather was lying on the floor dying. Downstairs there were already several old men who had bought the life of the Lin family, blocking him like wolves and wanting him to give up power.
The leader, Li Er, was the adjutant his grandfather brought with him when he went abroad, and he managed Chinatown.
He looked at Lin Xiucheng's angry look, and smiled contemptuously: "Xiucheng, Grandpa Li has watched you grow up, and knows that you are kind, and the Lin family's situation is not something you can control. Right now your grandfather can't move, How about letting some of us old guys guard the family business for you again."
Several people around nodded in agreement.
Lin Xiucheng did not speak, took out a gun from his waist, and fired a shot between Li Er's legs. The bullet stuck to Li Er's knee trousers, and a hole was pierced in his suit pants. There was a burst of gunpowder smoke from high-speed friction. The heat almost scalded his legs. Lin Xiucheng drew his gun very quickly, and no one saw what he was doing, only the muffled sound of the suppressed pistol and the frightening sound of bullets piercing into the floor.
Li Er was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He raised his hand and pointed at Lin Xiucheng. He wanted to scold him but didn't dare. The gentle and elegant university professor bowed his hands affectionately to everyone: "From now on, I will rely on the care of my uncles."
It only took three years for Lin Xiucheng to gain a firm foothold in London. None of the people who joined forces to force the palace when his grandfather was ill stayed behind. The Lin family, young and old, had to rely on his breath. Sending novelty gadgets around, one is to flatter him, and the other is to make him lose his mind.
The comings and goings didn't hurt Lin Xiucheng's hair, and a lot of his own private property was taken into account.
Lin Xiucheng will pretend to be stupid, wear a pair of glasses of intellectuals, harmless to humans and animals, and will directly kill the door if he makes a move.
At this moment, he stared at the young man with panicked eyes, he was so alone and helpless, Lin Xiucheng thought of himself at the age of twenty-two.
He was strong enough at that time, while the young man in front of him seemed stubborn, but in fact he was weak and mermaid.
Lin Xiucheng said, "Mrs. Chen, this is the first time I've heard that an adoption agreement in the 21st century can force people into prostitution."
"Two hundred thousand is a lot for our courtyard." The young man said suddenly, his back was straight, his body was tall and slender for his age, his clothes were all from the street, and the folds were stained with dust , can give him a little taste of dust.
Chen Xing thought about it, and then affirmed himself: "The dean has his reasons."
He looked a little lost.
Mrs. Chen sneered, and was about to say something when Lin Xiucheng interrupted him. He came up with a very absurd idea, and couldn't wait to see the expressions of those in my family.
"Okay, let me see it this way, the money can be postponed," Lin Xiucheng glanced at his second uncle, and continued, "Chen Xing, also belongs to me, but his custody rights also belong to me."
A group of people looked at Lin Xiucheng with indescribable eyes, only Chen Xing didn't understand, he looked at Lin Xiucheng impatiently: "What?"
"Call me Dad, and I will guarantee you a prosperous life in London." Lin Xiucheng promised.
Now everyone's eyes turned to "Where did this song come from, where did the mental retardation come from", but Chen Xing didn't. He looked Lin Xiucheng up and down, and smiled at this seemingly awkward The young man who was not older than him yelled: "Dad!"
Lin Xiucheng smiled with satisfaction, walked over, put his arms around his shoulders, and looked around: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you congratulate me, I'm a father!"