The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

That night, Shen Xingyao received a call from Shen Qingshang.

Looking at the caller ID, he thought for a moment that he had not contacted Shen Qingshang for half a year.

Shen Xingyao felt like a missing person had returned.

"dad."

Shen Xingyao answered the phone with his usual cold tone.

Shen Qingshang did not hesitate and went straight to the point and asked: "I heard that I have grandchildren?"

Although he used a question, his tone was very sure.

Shen Xingyao didn't need to think twice to know that it was Shen Ruozhen who "told the news". His sister had become the mouthpiece between father and son at some point.

"Yeah." Shen Xingyao's tone was still neither salty nor bland.

The call lasted for nearly a minute, and Shen Xingyao said two sentences, two words in total.

Shen Qingshang had a slight headache. He and Shen Xingyao had few opportunities to communicate. Most of the time they talked about things. It was a bit unaccustomed to suddenly have to talk about children like an ordinary family.

He couldn't help but remind Shen Xingyao: "Just forget it when you treat me like this. Be more enthusiastic towards your children."

"It took a lot of effort for them to come back to you, so cherish them."

"If you keep looking so cold, it will easily create a shadow in your child's heart."

Shen Xingyao raised his eyebrows: "Are you teaching me how to be a father?"

Feeling Shen Xingyao's sarcasm, Shen Qingshang couldn't help but grind his back molars, "Why, I can't teach my son anymore?"

Shen Xingyao sneered: "Yes, it depends on whether you have the face."

Shen Qingshang suppressed the anger in his chest: "Why don't I have such a face?"

"You and Xiaozhen, am I treating you badly? Or am I giving you less food and less clothing?"

Shen Xingyao rarely confronts people, or in other words, no one dares to confront him. But every time he communicated with Shen Qingshang, he seemed to have been exposed to explosives. He was completely different from his usual taciturn self.

"You have given us enough food and clothing, but do you dare to say that you are a competent father?"

Shen Qingshang didn't notice the rhetorical question in Shen Xingyao's words, but he was still very confident: "I think I am very competent."

"You and Xiaozhen have had nothing to worry about since childhood. You have everything other people's children have."

"When you become an adult, you will graduate from a prestigious school and have a successful career."

"Now you are married, established a business, and have offspring."

"This kind of achievement, even among the wealthy and aristocratic families in the Imperial Capital, would not be a loss of face."

If there were any regrets, Shen Qingshang could only think of one, and that was not being able to give his two children a complete home.

But on this matter, he asked himself that he had tried his best, although the results were not satisfactory.

Shen Xingyao didn't expect that Shen Qingshang had such thoughts in his heart. He couldn't help but ask, "I have nothing to do with you if I take back the Shen family."

The implication is that my current achievements have nothing to do with you.

Shen Qingshang smiled proudly: "You will always be my son."

"If you are not my son, you are not even qualified to enter."

"So, the more successful you are, the more qualified I am."

After saying these words, Shen Qingshang felt that he had finally regained a victory, and the depression that was initially angered by Shen Xingyao also dissipated a lot.

Ginger is still old, as long as I am alive, I will be your father!

Shen Xingyao didn't want to continue arguing with Shen Qingshang. Anyway, the other party was his father, and he was always inferior in terms of status.

"Why are you looking for me today?"

Shen Qingshang didn't waste any words: "It's nothing, I just asked you to be nice to your wife and children."

"I worked so hard to bring you and Xiaozhen up, and I'm already very tired. I don't want to go back to take care of your children after you get married."

"Also, if you send me your child's photo and birthday, it will be useful to me."

As soon as Shen Qingshang finished speaking, Shen Xingyao replied "I understand" and immediately hung up the phone.

Looking at the beeping phone, Shen Qingshang laughed angrily.

This traitor!

If it wasn't his biological son, he would have hung him up and beat him eight hundred times!

When Shen Xingyao and Shen Qingshang were talking on the phone, Lin Yue also walked in with fruits. She had rarely seen Shen Xingyao so excited.

Lin Yue couldn't help but ask: "Whose phone number?"

Shen Xingyao replied expressionlessly: "A bad old man."

Lin Yue was silent. That bad old man could make President Shen so angry.

Shen Xingyao looked at Lin Yue and said in a deep voice: "Tell me the child's birthday and horoscope."

Lin Yue raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want this suddenly?"

Shen Xingyao replied awkwardly: "Their grandfather wanted it."

Lin Yue understood. It seemed that the person who just talked to Shen Xingyao on the phone was probably Shen Qingshang.

Thinking of some of the past events that Shen Ruozhen had told him before, Lin Yue also knew that the relationship between the two father and son should not be smooth.

But she thought that we were a family after all, so she suggested tactfully: "How about we invite the grandpa of the child to our house for a meal?"

Shen Xingyao snorted and refused directly: "No."

"We'll wait until he prepares the meeting ceremony."

Lin Yue nodded and stopped talking.

Anyway, that's Shen Xingyao's biological father, so he can take care of it himself.

Lin Yue kept the child's horoscope in mind and quickly sent it to her. She didn't know that Shen Qingshang also wanted a photo, but Lin Yue still sent the child's recent driver's license photo.

As soon as Shen Xingyao forwarded it to Shen Qingshang, the other party responded immediately, giving people the feeling that they had been waiting.

After Shen Xingyao put down his phone, he stopped caring about him and started discussing things with Lin Yue.

At this moment, in an underground market in Myanmar, Southeast Asia.

The real good things in the market are all in the underground stores, including but not limited to antiques, firearms and ammunition, and all kinds of antiques of unknown origin.

Shen Qingshang greeted the followers behind him and walked forward first.

After entering the door, Shen Qingshang's vision suddenly opened up. The decoration of the underground store was more splendid than some star-rated hotels.

Many bungalows are connected from the inside, and each table is piled with many things that look very historical.

Looking at the outstanding temperament of Shen Qingshang, the manager of the store walked up to him and said hello: "Boss Shen, do you need me to show you the way?"

People like Shen Qingshang who often travel in the reselling world have long been on the red lists of major stores.

Shen Qingshang nodded to the manager and said in a familiar tone: "Which hall has the least number of people?"

The manager immediately took out his tablet and looked at it: "The Diamond Hall and Antique Hall have just opened, so there are not many people."

"The antique hall has just received a batch of goods, and they are in very good condition. How about we go take a look first?"

The underground store is divided into many halls, among which the Diamond Hall, Antique Hall, Jewelry Hall, Stone Gambling Hall and Raw Stone Hall are the most lively.

The manager also knew Shen Qingshang's habits and took the initiative to recommend the rooms he was most interested in.

Shen Qingshang said casually: "Anything is fine."