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The dinner table.

Two middle-aged men sat side by side, and opposite was a young man standing close together.

The young man lowered his head and cut the bloody steak that was half-rare as if no one was watching. Should be a very pleasing picture.

"嗤" The man sitting opposite the young man let out a long disdainful voice, interrupting the loneliness of the dinner table.

"Crack!" Wei Qing finally couldn't bear the scorching gaze of the person opposite, put down the knife and fork abruptly, raised his eyes impatiently and looked at the person opposite, "Wei Dongsheng, I won't come back once in 800 years, can you Save some snacks so I can have a good meal?"

"Dinner?" Wei Dongsheng snorted coldly, folded his hands around his chest and said, "Son, why do you still have the face to eat? You should know that your 26th birthday will be in two months, and you will be here soon. Now that you haven't even brought a boyfriend home, I want to ask you, where do you have the face to eat?"

Yes, I heard you right, it's her boyfriend. To emphasize, Wei Qing is also a man.

Wei Qing knew from a young age that he was different from others. Others were born by his parents, but he was a product of socialism.

He doesn't have a mother, or he doesn't know who his mother is.

He was born in a gay family, his father was gay, his grandfather was gay, and his uncle and grandpa had dozens of members in his family. Except for the women, all the men were gay.

Should be genetic.

Wei Qing's father is Wei Dongsheng.

Wei Dongsheng got married when he was in his 20s, and with Zhuo Zhanheng, a wealthy businessman in the same city, a golden bachelor who wanted to have a family background and good looks. From the beginning to the end, Wei Qing didn't know how his two-hundred-five-year-old father hooked up with him like this of the upper classes.

When Wei Dongsheng was 23 years old, he said he wanted a child.

Zhuo Zhanheng doted on his wife... Doting on his husband, without saying a word, he took Wei Dongsheng to the top three hospital in Songcheng for artificial insemination.

The so-called artificial insemination is to take Wei Dongsheng's Jingzi, and then take the random cells of any elder sister, combine them in vitro to form a Jingchao, and cultivate them artificially.

Wei Qing asked Wei Dongsheng many times, whose egg cells were taken in the first place, no matter whether he had feelings or not, how many unknown egg cells are considered his mother, he should see the donor, but Wei Dongsheng kept his mouth shut about this, and he would not say anything if he was beaten to death , over time, Wei Qing also gave up.

Wei Qing is 26 years old. He is straight everywhere, not crooked at all. His first kiss at the age of 15 was dedicated to the neighbor girl, and his first love at the age of 19 was dedicated to the girl in the university. He has a smooth job and a well-developed mind. , but there is really no shortage of money. Zhuo Zhanheng himself is a well-known giant businessman in Songcheng, and he is considered a rich second generation.

In her 20s, although she is single, Yingying and Yanyan are not missing.

Wei Qing thought that he should be able to get rid of the word "gay" in his life, but he was wrong.

This label, his two-hundred-five-year-old father, was going to stick it on him desperately.

Wei Dongsheng tapped his fingers on the table, stared at Wei Qing and said, "Tomorrow there is a blind date, which was introduced by your second uncle. The boy looks very handsome, you go and see."

Wei Qing's face turned dark all of a sudden, and the light in his eyes was both impatient and alienated, "How many times do I need to emphasize this to you? I'm different from you, I'm not gay."

Wei Dongsheng was annoyed all of a sudden, he slapped the table, pointed at Wei Qing, looked to the side and said

"Zhuo Zhanheng, did you hear what your son said? Is he talking like a human?! I can't find a man by myself, and he's not happy with me arranging a blind date for him!

It's almost thirty and you're still single, Wei Qing, open your eyes and look at the boys from your uncle's family, who hasn't fallen in love?All of them are looking for elite talents. The boyfriend of a person needs to look good and tall. To be honest, I don’t want to compare with them. Even if you get me an ugly one, as long as it’s a man I also admit..."

"Dad." Wei Qing interrupted him calmly, "Stop talking."

"Why don't you let me say it? What? It stabbed you in the heart? You know it's embarrassing yourself?"

"Dad, really, stop talking." Wei Qing said helplessly.

"Don't let me say I'm partial, you have to go on this blind date, you..."

"Don't drag me if you're sick!" Wei Qing stood up abruptly, kicked down the stool beside his feet with a bang and shouted.

The round solid wood stool rolled around on the smooth ground and finally hit the instep of the sofa.

The loud noise silenced everyone in the room.

Wei Dongsheng shrank his neck, and after a moment of silence he said, "Don't scare me like this, I'm not afraid of you."

Wei Qing sneered: "Wei Dongsheng, I'm afraid of you, okay?"

After speaking, the man turned and walked out.

Wei Dongsheng stood up from his chair and shouted: "It's useless to run away, you are my son, if you don't find a boyfriend, don't go back to this house!"

Wei Qing walked out with his long legs straight with his back straight, his face was cold and self-possessed during this period, without losing his composure.

But when he turned around and walked through the villa area, and when he reached a corner where no one was around, he suddenly erupted, and without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked the tree.

"Fuck, shit, shit..." The man stomped on a big tree while venting his emotions with foul language.

Just as he was getting excited, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, "What are you doing?!"

Wei Qing glared and turned around, only then did he see that it was Zhuo Zhanheng.

Wei Qing quickly calmed down his emotions, straightened his collar, turned his head and asked coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

He was not familiar with Zhuo Zhanheng, even though he was his son in name, but Zhuo Zhanheng put all his attention on his [-]-year-old father, and rarely asked him, his unrelated son.

Therefore, Zhuo Zhanheng would not talk to him unless he needed to discuss or negotiate with him at work.

Zhuo Zhanheng put one hand in his pocket and smiled very gentlemanly. It has to be said that even though he was over forty, the demeanor of this man has not been polished by time, and there is nothing missing.

"Your father has that temperament," Zhuo Zhanheng said with a soft smile, "I spoiled him, so he is still very willful even in his 40s."

Wei Qing scratched his chest, and a man said warmly in front of him that he had spoiled another man. This impact was a bit strong for him.