Black-bellied CEO: Lai Shang's Assistant

Chapter 181 Acting ([-])

As night fell, the old house of the Bai family was brightly lit.

Bai Muhan walked into the entrance, and Auntie Park went up to get him clothes as usual.There was no one in the living room, and it looked a little deserted.

He went up to the second floor and pushed open the door of the study.Bai Yuanfeng was practicing calligraphy. When he saw him, he smiled and waved, and said, "Come here, let's see how Dad's calligraphy is doing?"

Bai Muhan smiled slightly, then walked forward.

Bai Yuanfeng's handwriting is just like his person, with a touch of freedom in the rigidity, but a little restrained in the cleverness.But in his pen, it seems that the traces of the years can be seen, as well as the chivalrous heart of a man.

"Dad, why do you only write Li Yu's poems?" Bai Muhan picked up the scroll and looked at it carefully. It was Li Yu's "Long Lovesickness" written on it.

As far as he can remember, every time his father picked up a brush to practice calligraphy, he wrote Li Yu's poems.Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, can be regarded as a generation of legendary kings, but his poems are graceful and delicate, unlike his father's favorite style.

Bai Yuanfeng put down his pen and sat down on the sofa beside him, "Li Yu is your mother's favorite poet. She often said that no man in the world can match Li Yu's feelings."

"In this way, my mother looks like an ancient person." Bai Muhan sat beside Bai Yuanfeng, jokingly said.

Bai Yuanfeng smiled knowingly, and patted Bai Muhan's shoulder, "Your mother really looks like an ancient person, and the things she likes are all classic. But because of this, she is also the most unique, no one can compare to her. "

"No one can compare to my mother's position in your heart." Bai Muhan poured a cup of tea for Bai Yuanfeng.

"Yes." Bai Yuanfeng sighed lightly, "Who made your father a lover."

Bai Muhan nodded in agreement, the father and son smiled at each other, and were about to say something when the door of the study was suddenly pushed open.

Ling Meihua came in with a dark face, but Bai Yuanfeng was slightly taken aback.

He didn't know how much Ling Meihua heard the conversation just now, even though she didn't hear anything, he always felt sorry for her.For so many years, the two of them shared the same bed with different dreams, which can be regarded as torture to each other.

"It's time to eat." Ling Meihua's gaze stayed on Bai Yuanfeng for two seconds, and then turned to Bai Muhan.

Bai Muhan is more like his mother, which is why she didn't like Bai Muhan when she was young.

"Mu Han, let's go down and eat." Bai Yuanfeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and walked ahead.

After everyone sat down, Bai Qixuan didn't appear for a long time.Bai Yuanfeng's complexion became more and more ugly, and finally it was as black as a piece of charcoal.

"I'll go up and have a look." Ling Meihua couldn't sit still anymore.

Just as she was about to get up, Bai Yuanfeng sternly reprimanded: "Aunt Pu, go up and tell him to come down. You just sit here and don't go anywhere."

Bai Yuanfeng seldom gets angry. Although he is usually reticent, he is humble and polite to everyone.But to his own son, he gets angry at every turn.

The more coldly they looked at each other, the more troubled and tense the relationship between father and son became. No one was willing to open their hearts to each other, and in the end they could only enter a vicious circle of replacing family affection with violence.

Aunt Pu went up for a long time before Bai Qixuan slowly went downstairs.He is unkempt, sleepy, and looks like a second-generation ancestor.

Every time he saw that Bai Qixuan didn't think about making progress, Bai Yuanfeng would unconsciously compare him with Bai Muhan.However, Bai Muhan was so outstanding that he was not like ordinary people, which also made Bai Qixuan even more unbearable.

"Do you know what time it is?" Bai Yuanfeng suddenly threw his chopsticks on the table, the crisp sound startled everyone present.

Bai Qixuan didn't take it seriously at all, and scratched at his messy hair, "The genius is black, and there's no time."

"Qi Xuan, go up and tidy up." Ling Meihua hurriedly got up to smooth things over.

After all, it was her own flesh and blood, she was afraid that her son would be wronged, and she didn't want Bai Muhan to see a joke.

"Mom, I'm fine now. It's just a family having dinner and dressing up." Bai Qixuan shrugged indifferently, his extremely disdainful tone was even more harsh to Bai Yuanfeng's ears.

"Bai Qixuan, you are no longer a child, why are you throwing temper tantrums? You are idle all day long, and you are counting on someone to support you." Bai Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and walked up to Bai Qixuan in a few steps.

The father and son stood facing each other, Bai Qixuan was a full head taller than Bai Yuanfeng.

It is said that when a child grows up, he can't control his parents. He can't control this bohemian son long ago.

Bai Qixuan put his hands in his pockets, stared blankly ahead for a while, then turned his head and left.

"Where are you going?" Bai Yuanfeng's face turned black with anger, and he couldn't help coughing.

Seeing this, Ling Meihua strode forward to stop Bai Qixuan, and persuaded in a low voice: "Talk to your father."

"Since you all don't want to see me, I'll just go up." Bai Qixuan directly passed Ling Meihua and ran up the stairs.

Bai Yuanfeng coughed even worse, Bai Muhan brought a glass of water over and said, "Dad, let's eat first."

"Okay." Bai Yuanfeng looked in the direction of the stairs, feeling a little regretful.

It was because he neglected to teach Bai Qixuan and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.Now that I am old, I really want to do something for my child, but the child has long refused to accept it.

In the end, this family is still a mess. How did he become a father?

"You guys eat first, I'll go up and have a look." Ling Meihua patted Bai Yuanfeng's back to help him breathe, and then walked upstairs quickly.

Bai Qixuan was playing a game, seeing that he was so unprogressive, Ling Meihua was so angry that he grabbed the remote control and threw it aside.

Bai Qixuan was not angry either, he just sat there and let Ling Meihua stare at him.

"Qi Xuan, I beg you, mother, can you grow up a little bit, do you really want to be oppressed by Bai Muhan for the rest of your life?" Ling Meihua clenched her hands tightly, thin blood vessels emerged from her neck.

Bai Qixuan lowered his eyes, looked up after a moment of silence, and looked at Ling Meihua calmly, "Do you want me to grow up, or do you want me to be a pawn in your struggle against Bai Muhan?"

"Qi Xuan, what are you talking about?" Ling Meihua looked away in a panic.

Bai Qixuan stood up slowly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I just don't make progress, and there is nothing wrong with my mind."

"No matter how much mom argues, you have to believe that mom did all this for you." Ling Meihua tried to touch Bai Qixuan, but just as she stretched out her hand, Bai Qixuan subconsciously avoided it.

"Mom, you're not fighting for me, you're just fighting with a dead person. You can't beat her, so you hope your son can beat her son, but she's dead, and you know this better than anyone else. I I won't compete with Bai Muhan for the company, because I feel sorry for him. If you have a conscience, don't try to hurt Bai Muhan any more." Bai Qixuan's tone was tough and his voice was cold.

There was a chilly aura around him, a bit biter than the cold wind outside.

Ling Meihua was dumbfounded, speechless.Bai Qixuan walked past her, closed the door with a bang, and went to another guest room.

(End of this chapter)