Substitute for the little ancestor

Ruan Tong and Ji Ziyang drove the voice team.

Ji Ziyang asked her: "What's wrong?"

"I hung up Si Chenmo's call."

Ruan Tong wants to cry but has no tears.

Ji Ziyang laughed at her.

"What should I do, I can't abandon my teammates."

Ji Ziyang frowned: "I can't help it."

Ruan Tong quickly finished the game in a hurry.

After cutting out the game screen, she called Si Chenmo.

The phone was connected, and I was a little nervous.

"Why did the phone hang up in seconds?"

Si Chenmo was processing the documents, clicking on the screen with one hand.

"Actually, I was playing a game just now."

Ruan Tong smiled awkwardly.

I was afraid that Si Chenmo would say that she was playful.

Si Chenmo smiled helplessly: "Did you eat your meal on time today?"

"Eat it! I will eat it at mealtime today!"

Ruan Tong's confidence rose immediately.

It was true that Aunt Chen hadn't cooked the meal yet, so Ruan Tong obediently sat at the dining table and waited for the meal to be served.

Aunt Chen also joked if she was starving.

Si Chenmo said gently, "Well, that's good."

"I went back early today, wait for me obediently at home."

"Roger that!"

The housekeeper came to the door to meet him.

"Is it Mr. Si?"

Hearing the voice, Si Aotian lowered the half-opened car window: "I am."

The housekeeper said to him peacefully: "I'm sorry Mr. Si kept you waiting, please come in with me."

Si Aotian started the engine, and the butler showed the owner card to the security guard.

When passing by the security booth, Si Aotian cast a sidelong glance at the security guard and spat: "Bah."

The housekeeper stood aside slightly.

He glanced at Si Aotian, and continued to lead the way ahead.

I thought that this person's morality needs to be improved.

Zhou Zhenxiong's yard is very large.

It is a Chinese-style villa.

Zhou Zhenxiong and Wang An are sitting in the gazebo playing chess.

There is a small pool of green water next to it, which is very shady.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Wang!"

As soon as Si Aotian entered the door, he shouted at the door.

"Yo, Xiaotian is here."

Zhou Zhenxiong and Wang An looked at Si Aotian in unison.

Si Aotian is carrying a large bag of gifts in his hand.

Seeing Zhou Zhenxiong frowning slightly, he said to Si Aotian: "Come here, what gift?"

Si Aotian and Si Chenmo were the ones he had grown up with since childhood.

So the two of them are comparable to godsons in Zhou Zhenxiong's heart.

Zhou Zhenxiong's tone was somewhat reproachful.

There was a smile on Si Aotian's face: "I haven't seen you for a long time, even if I came empty-handed, I would be embarrassed to enter your door."

Si Aotian is very good at talking.

It made the two of them laugh out loud.

"Oh, Xiaotian has really grown up."

Zhou Zhenxiong sighed.

At this time, Wang An also said: "Yes, I was so naughty when I was a child. Look at it now, Mr. Si is well educated."

Zhou Zhenxiong nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of kindness.

He got up, put down the chess in his hand and said to Wang An: "I think we should stop here today and go sit in the room."

Wang An nodded: "Okay."

"There are so many mosquitoes outside, the young people nowadays can't stand this kind of torture."

Zhou Zhenxiong joked, but still had a smile on his face.

In the living room, Zhou Zhenxiong warmly entertained Si Aotian.

He specially brewed a pot of high-quality Pu'er tea paste.

"Old An, how about the taste of my treasured tea?"

Wang An got up to take it, and couldn't help joking: "Okay, you old Zhou, I've been here for so long that you don't make tea for me, so you'll be willing to do it once Xiaotian comes."

Si Aotian smiled embarrassedly.

"Come to Xiaotian, drink tea to relieve the heat."

Si Aotian nodded: "Thank you Uncle Zhou."

Thinking of Si Chenmo, Zhou Zhenxiong couldn't help complaining: "Little Mo even forgot about you, Uncle Zhou, so I loved him for nothing when I was young."

Si Aotian pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled unnaturally.

He added fuel and vinegar: "I really don't know what he thinks. Even if the old man is sick, he doesn't come back."

Zhou Zhenxiong frowned: "Is the old man sick again?"

When this was mentioned, Wang An also became nervous. After all, he had been with Si Lao for so many years, so he was still worried.

"Don't mention Uncle Zhou. Some time ago, my second younger brother didn't listen to the old man. He insisted on contacting his so-called ex-wife and living in the same room. The old man was so angry that he went to the hospital."

Zhou Zhenxiong was stunned.

But when Ruan Tong was mentioned, Zhou Zhenxiong's expression changed a little.

He had never met Ruan Tong, but judging from the news last time, she was not a good woman.

Thinking of Si Aotian again, Zhou Zhenxiong frowned, and couldn't help scolding: "Xiaotian, you too, you are used to flirting, why did you hook up with Xiaomo's woman."

Wang An also echoed: "Yes, Xiaotian, this time it's really your fault."

When Si Aotian heard this, he put down the teacup in his hand: "Uncle Zhou, the old man doesn't believe me anymore, you have to believe me, this matter really has nothing to do with me, it's fine in the morning, who knows when you open your eyes?" The vixen ran away."

He said with a look of grievance and complaint: "Now my second brother has obtained the inheritance right of the Si family as a matter of course, and I am wondering whether this matter has something to do with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhenxiong interrupted: "Xiaotian, you can't say that."

"If this is heard by outsiders, it will become a laughing stock."

"And Xiaomo, I also watched him grow up. He is not that kind of person."

Si Aotian had a bit of resentment on his face, he disagreed: "When I was a child, I was a child, after so many years, people will change."

But no matter what Si Aotian said, Zhou Zhenxiong didn't believe it.

What he loves the most is Si Chenmo, who lost his mother's care a long time ago.

He lost his legs at the most talented age, and spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Thinking of this week, Zhenxiong couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Little Mo, this child has a hard life."

Since you can't change their minds, then blend in.

Si Aotian said hypocritically: "Yes, my second brother did suffer."

He went on to say: "No, it should be because the blow was not small. The second brother doesn't even plan to get married, and the grandfather is still waiting to have a grandson."

After finishing speaking, Si Aotian sighed, as if he really felt sorry for Si Chenmo.

He spoke with great skill.

Successfully attracted Zhou Zhenxiong's attention.

"What? Xiaomo gave up her second marriage?"

Wang An also focused, and he straightened up.

Originally, he was not optimistic about Si Chenmo taking over the Si family, but now he doesn't even get married, and the Si family has no heirs.

Si Aotian nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Zhenxiong became nervous: "This is not acceptable, Xiaotian, please persuade your second brother well."

Si Aotian waved his hand: "Don't mention Uncle Zhou, whoever says it's useless, if you're dead set on it, you just want to be with that vixen."

Zhou Zhenxiong was worried when he heard this: "Little Mo, this child is really troublesome. I will take over the Si family immediately, and there is such a fuss."

Si Aotian immediately echoed: "That's right, so from the very beginning, I did not agree with him taking over the Si family. In his hands, problems will arise sooner or later."

Zhou Zhenxiong sighed, he turned his head to look at Wang An.

"Old An, what do you think?"