Rebirth of a giant: President Bingshan's favorite school flower

Realizing that he had lost his composure just now, he could only be indifferent to cover up his uneasiness and anger.

In front of her, he seemed to act a bit unlike himself, but he was helpless.

Because for her, he just wanted to keep her by his side.

Su Xiaomo paused, Yan Teng's words really shocked her.

Can he guess all the thoughts in her heart?

However, she just wanted to go out, so what does it mean to challenge her patience?

Thinking of his father's betrayal and his mother's exile, he finally had a chance to do it all over again, and now he is actually under house arrest and being bullied everywhere.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, Su Xiaomo's tears flowed down like a bank bursting.

"Hey, Su Xiaomo." Even though his surface was as cold as ice, but his heart was as hard as iron, seeing Su Xiaomo's thin back trembling, his heart softened all of a sudden.

"Don't cry." Yan Teng walked over, wiping Su Xiaomo's tears with his sleeve.

His movements are rough, but his eyes are extremely gentle.

As if avoiding the plague, Su Xiaomo waved his hand away, jumped far away, and said defensively, "Stay away from me, don't worry about it."

She is still brooding over what happened just now, who knows if he will look human one second and become a beast the next.

In Yan Teng's eyes, she had never cared so much about anyone before, she didn't know what to do, and looked at him as if she saw something dirty.

What he hates the most in his life is this kind of look, disdain and contempt, as if he has a cancer growing on his body.

"If that's the case, then you can just fend for yourself." For her, he has reached the limit of his patience. If someone else treats him like this, he will torture him so much that his life would be worse than death.

When the Dragon King is angry, the worst must be the shrimp soldiers and crab generals below.

A group of servants stood tremblingly in the living room. Hearing the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong from upstairs, they whispered in their hearts that something was wrong, and hurriedly called for Butler Liu.

Uncle Liu is the housekeeper of the older generation of the Yan family. He has stayed in the Yan family longer than Yan Teng. Yan Teng was brought up by him since he was a child. He is like his biological father. Young Master Liu has always respected Uncle Liu very much.

Half an hour passed, and the upstairs finally calmed down, so Uncle Liu ordered the kitchen to bring freshly made snacks and went upstairs.

"Master, can I come in?" Uncle Liu pushed the door open without a voice answering, he knew that this was the master's default way.

Panting heavily, Yan Teng stood in front of the window, staring blankly into the distance.

The house was in a mess, and there was no place to stay.

"Uncle Liu, tell me, do I not deserve love?" He said in a sad tone, and he was alone, completely different from the all-powerful, cold-blooded Yan Teng in the mall.

How deep pain is it that makes him who is as cold as ice say such sad words.Only when he was a child would he call him "Uncle Liu".

The air conditioner in the house was turned on extremely low, it was as cold as Yan Teng's people, Uncle Liu couldn't help shivering.

Putting the cake in his hand on the table, Uncle Liu casually took a coat and put it on Yan Teng's body, only to find that his clenched fists had already been stained red.

"Master, do you remember what you would do when you were unhappy when you were a child?" Without answering Yan Teng's question directly, he took the medicine box and helped him tie it up skillfully.

as a child?That age is too far away from him, those warm days, the days when his mother gently called him "Teng'er", those days will never happen again, all because of my own playfulness, ruining what should have been happiness and love.

"I still remember when the young master was unhappy when he was a child, he always pestered his wife to make you sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. It was the only pastry that the madam knew how to make. It was also specially learned because the young master liked it. Madam's love for the young master is obvious to all. Young master, you coughed even a little and she became very nervous. Presumably the madam in the spirit of heaven must not want to see the young master not cherishing her body like this."

At that time, I fell and scratched my skin, and my mother was very distressed, but now, even if I was thrown bloody, who cares?

With deep eyes, he looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, with a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, the shape and color were exactly the same, but it was no longer the taste of the past.

"I'm fine, Uncle Liu, you go and get busy first." Yan Teng collected his emotions, and returned to his usual indifference and aloofness, "Go and find Miss Su, she's in the back garden."

After calming down for a while, he still compromised. She was only 19 years old, and she was too young to push her too fast.

In the following time, the two seemed to be in a cold war.

Su Xiaomo no longer doggedly followed behind and begged to let her go, and of course Yan Teng would not take the initiative to speak.

Su Xiaomo declared her protest by going on a hunger strike, thinking: She is not his pet, why should he lock her up?

"Where's Miss Su?" He went downstairs a few minutes late on purpose. He thought it was just another round of chatting and laughing, but the living room was eerily quiet. Seeing that there was no one at the dining table, Yan Teng frowned slightly.

A group of people trembled and dared not speak, for fear that someone would accidentally offend someone.

"Uncle Liu?" Yan Teng was already in a displeased mood at this moment, and probably guessed a little bit.

Uncle Liu smiled awkwardly, and said to you respectfully, "Miss Su said she doesn't want to eat, she probably feels uncomfortable."

He thought she was still having trouble with the afternoon, but when he heard that she was not feeling well, Yan Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

A little worried, but he couldn't hold back his face, so Yan Teng pretended to be casual and said: "Let the kitchen make a lighter one and send it up."

A group of people marveled again, this Miss Su is really supernatural, she can make the young master be so tolerant, it seems that the position in the young master's heart is really extraordinary.

Su Xiaomo sulked secretly in the room, what does he mean by shutting himself up like this?

Not only did he not intend to hurt himself this day, except for the incident in the afternoon, he actually fed himself well, so he didn't want to make himself fat and then sell him, right?

Su Xiaomo thought wildly for a while, and all kinds of weird ideas came out.

The final conclusion is that since he likes to control others so much, she is against him and everything is against him. Fortunately, she is still pretending to be obedient in front of him, thinking that being obedient will let her go, what a waste her expression.

"Miss Su, this is the dinner that the young master ordered the kitchen to prepare specially for you."

As soon as she heard Yan Teng's name, she became angry. Although her stomach was already growling, she would never bend over for six buckets of rice, and she resolutely resisted not eating it.

"Don't eat it, take it away." She waved her hand, staring at the delicious food, there was her favorite chicken leg.

If the servant dared to come out with a plate, then she probably had to pack up and leave.

Thinking that Su Xiaomo was easy to talk to, so the servants continued to persuade her earnestly.