Metaphysics Reborn: My rules are rules

Early the next morning, Ye Yuran opened the door and was attracted by the movement in the kitchen.

"Sister, are you up? Come on, come on, I've just finished making breakfast!" Ye Cheng ran out of the kitchen, saw Ye Yu and smiled flatteringly, "I cooked polenta and made a few things for you. My favorite side dish.”

Ye Yuran crossed her arms and sat on the chair in front of the dining table, looking at the steaming polenta indifferently.

"Sister." Ye Cheng gave Ye Yuran a bowl of porridge and carefully pushed it in front of Ye Yuran, "Are you still angry?"

Ye Yuran stirred the bowl of porridge with a spoon, lowered his eyes and sighed: "Xiao Cheng, you said you were wrong and asked me not to be angry. Then tell me where you went wrong?"

"I shouldn't play racing." Ye Cheng blurted out. As long as his sister still cares about him, he can never play racing again.

Nothing can compare to my sister...

Ye Yuran sighed again and shook his head: "You still don't know why I'm angry."

"Ah?" Ye Cheng was stunned. Isn't it because he plays racing?

"I'm not angry because you play racing," Ye Yuran looked at Ye Cheng, "but because you played racing without telling me."

Ye Cheng sat up slightly.

"Racing is an extreme sport, a high-risk game. If you are not careful, you may die on the field!" Ye Yuran frowned, "You just ran to play by yourself without saying a word. Have you ever thought about what to do if something happens? If something happens and I die on the track, I won’t even know!”

"sister--"

Ye Yuran ignored Ye Cheng and said to himself: "If you want to play racing, you can tell me. After getting my permission and after I understand the knowledge about racing, as long as you can follow I promise that you won’t show off and stay awake during the competition. Will I still pressure you and not let you go? Just like you told me before that you wanted to box, didn’t I agree? "

Ye Cheng's eyes were a little red, and he clutched the corners of his clothes awkwardly.

"Xiao Cheng, I have been very strict with you since you were a child. I don't let you touch those dangerous sports. I control you. Do you think I'm annoying? Restricting your freedom?" Ye Yuran looked at him seriously.

"No!" Ye Cheng answered quickly, "Why are you bothered..."

His mother passed away when he was very young, and his sister also played the role of mother to him. She was kind to him, took care of him, and helped him teach those who bullied him. How could he feel annoyed in his heart?

Ye Yuran took a breath: "Xiao Cheng, when mother left, you were only three years old and couldn't remember anything, but I already knew a little bit about things at that time." She seemed to have returned to the time when Si Yan was seriously ill, lying on the bed. On the hospital bed, he held her hand tightly and said, "I am precocious and can do a lot of things well, but you can't. The one mother worries about the most is you. I promised her in front of her bed that I will protect you. I won’t let you be wronged and ensure that you grow up healthy. I don’t have to restrict your activities, but you must let me know where you are and whether your life is in danger.”

Ye Cheng pursed his lips and reached out to hold Ye Yuran's hand: "I know I was wrong, sister. I will definitely report it to you in the future..."

Ye Yuran looked at Ye Cheng: "Okay, just remember what you said, and it's time for you to confess. Tell me, when did you start racing cars, and when did you get involved with Gu Jinyu and let him Let me introduce you to Edwin.”

*

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Cheng Jingshen frowned, holding an exercise book in his hand and looking at Rong Qian.

Rong Qian still looked calm: "I told you that your grandpa will come to see you tomorrow."

Cheng Jingshen was in disbelief: "Grandpa? When did I have a grandfather? I've never heard that I have a grandfather!"

Rong Qian looked at Cheng Jingshen indifferently: "How come you don't have a grandfather? Where did your father come from without your grandfather, and where did you come from?"

"That's not what I meant..." Cheng Jingshen frowned, "I mean, why have you never told me that I still have a grandfather? He has never appeared in front of me in all these years?"

"It's for your own good that I won't tell you. There's a reason why your grandpa didn't show up. You'll know when he comes tomorrow." Rong Qian raised her wrist and looked at the time, "Okay, I'm going to a meeting. , you study hard at home."

After Rong Qian finished speaking, she didn't care what Cheng Jingshen's expression was and walked towards the car parked at the door without looking back.

Cheng Jingshen pursed his lips tightly and tightened his fingers on the exercise book slightly.

At noon the next day, Rong Qian drove to a Chinese restaurant with Cheng Jingshen.

The waiter led us to a private room.

"Depth of field!" Mr. Cheng, leaning on a cane, stood up excitedly when he saw the visitor.

I’ve always only been able to see photos, but now I’m a little excited when I see her in person.

"Old man." Rong Qian nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Hey, okay, Xiaoqian, come and sit down with Depth of Field." Mr. Cheng said with a smile.

Rong Qian pushed Cheng Jingshen and said, "Call me grandpa."

Cheng Jingshen said nothing, and the box became quiet, filled with a hint of embarrassment.

The expectant light in Mr. Cheng's eyes gradually extinguished, and he reconciled with a smile: "It's okay, don't rush to call grandpa. Let's eat first. Come on, Depth of Field, come and sit."

Rong Qian frowned and didn't know what to say. She grabbed Cheng Jingshen's hand and pulled him to sit next to Mr. Cheng.

"I heard that Jing Shen likes to eat crabs, so he specially asked people to bring fresh crabs from the dock. The chef's specialty in this restaurant is garlic crabs. You have to try it." Mr. Cheng said with a smile.

Even though Cheng Jingshen no longer wanted to recognize Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng still looked so friendly and even had a somewhat flattering attitude, which prevented him from saying rude words.

"Thank you." Cheng Jingshen whispered, but he really couldn't say "Grandpa".

Mr. Cheng handed the menu to the two of them: "I just ordered some dishes. Can you guys see what else I want to add?"

Mr. Cheng ordered a lot of dishes, almost all of the restaurant's signature dishes. It was a lot for three people.

Cheng Jingshen shook his head: "No need."

Rong Qian also said: "Old man, what you ordered is enough."

Mr. Cheng finally gave up and rang the bell on the table, asking the waiter to start serving the dishes.

"Depth of field," Mr. Cheng focused his gaze on him, "I haven't recognized you for so many years, you have suffered."

Cheng Jingshen said, "No, as long as my mother is here, I have not suffered."

Rong Qian is a typical strong woman who values ​​work much more than family. Cheng Jingshen is often at home alone. Therefore, even if Rong Qian is the only one making money in the family, the material conditions of the family are still very good. He lives in a fairly good villa and the pocket money given to him is four to five times that of his peers.

So he has never suffered much since he was a child.

Mr. Cheng sighed: "That's good. I came to see you today. On the one hand, I want you to recognize me. On the other hand, you are the only child of our Cheng family. Grandpa wants you to come back to the Cheng family and stay with me." Learn how to manage your family business."