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That day, the sun was shining brightly, with an intoxicating atmosphere, full of hopeful emotions, to welcome a different day.

The boy was sitting in the car, he glanced at the children outside the car window, and the children's cheeks were full of envy and distorted jealousy.

He lowered his eyes and sat quietly in the car, silent like a delicate doll.

And the man next to him, even though he is almost fifty years old, but the years have never stayed on him, he looks like he is just in his early thirties, he stretches out his hand to hold the boy's hand, that small and exquisite hand Being held tightly in his palm, an amiable smile appeared on his cheek.

The Ye family is a reclusive family, and the man named Ye Yonghui is the head of the Ye family.

Such a wealthy family adopted an orphan who had no father or mother, that is, a boy.

Ye Yonghui patted the boy's hand lightly, his blue eyes looked at the boy, full of pampering, that pampering seemed to drown the boy.

The boy twitched his hand, but Ye Yonghui held it firmly. The boy lowered his eyes and said nothing, while Ye Yonghui said with a smile, "I'll take you to meet your brother and brother."

For the family, in the boy's impression, it was an extremely vague existence, and he didn't have much hope for it.

The gorgeous and exquisite car finally stopped, and a luxurious villa could be seen from the window, as large and noble as a castle.

The boy looked at the scene in front of him, and there was no shock or joy in those sky blue eyes, with an indescribable indifference.

And Ye Yonghui took the boy's little hand, and stroked the soft hand in his hand, which made Ye Yonghui feel dazed for a while, and then smiled at the boy.

"Let's go, let's go see your home." Ye Yonghui said with a friendly smile, and he took the little boy and walked towards the castle-like villa step by step.

And at this moment, a young man walked out of that extravagant castle.

The other party has golden hair as beautiful as the sun's rays, and a pair of deep blue eyes like the ocean. He is wearing a white shirt, like a prince slowly walking out of the palace.

When the young man approached, he could see the facial features of the other party clearly. At this moment, he found that the facial features of the young man were extremely delicate, like a work of art carefully crafted by the gods. It was so delicate that it was not like ordinary people. It was an extremely delicate beauty.

Ye Yonghui looked at the boy, and a look of amazement flashed in those blue eyes. Even after such a long time, if he saw the boy again, he would still be overwhelmed by his beauty.

And the young man walked slowly, like a prince who thought he was elegant, with a graceful appearance that made people unable to catch the slightest mistake.

When the boy walked in front of the boy and Ye Yonghui, he said politely to Ye Yonghui: "Father, welcome back."

When Ye Yonghui heard the young man's words, he stretched out his hand in satisfaction, and stroked the young man's head. There was a flash of love in his eyes, and the young man was like a docile Persian cat, obediently bearing Ye Yonghui's touch.

The boy just watched quietly from the side, like a puppet.

But Ye Yonghui didn't intend to let the other party be a quiet puppet, he pushed the boy in front of the young man, and said to the young man, "This is your brother."

Hearing Ye Yonghui's words, the boy was taken aback for a moment, a trace of disgust flashed in his blue eyes, then he frowned and looked at the person brought by his father.

The boy was wearing a gray top and a pair of patched trousers underneath. His short black hair covered half of his face, but he could vaguely see a pair of faintly exposed blue eyes. .

"Father, this is your new pet." The boy looked at the boy and said with a smile.Delicate as an angel's face, but said the opposite.

But hearing the boy's words, Ye Yonghui just looked at the boy and didn't speak.The boy looked at each other stubbornly, and the eyes of the two intersected.

After a while, the boy looked away and said with a sense of loss: "I see."

The young man stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's collar. Without any intention of loving the young man, he directly pulled the other party and walked in.

And Ye Yonghui was slightly taken aback, then looked at the boy and the boy with interest, expecting the boy to come to him for help.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for the boy to ask him for help until the boy brought the boy into the door, which made him feel a pity.

Then he remembered that he had to pick up his heir son, so he got into the car without delay.

The boy brought the boy to the door, then pushed the other side violently, and let go decisively, the boy couldn't help but fell to the ground.

And the boy just looked at the boy indifferently, like looking at a mouse in a stinky ditch, the disgust on his cheek was not concealed in the slightest.

The boy stood up slowly from the ground, the long bangs covered his expression, so that he never knew what the other party was thinking.

"If you want to live in peace and stability, don't disobey my orders." The boy looked down at the boy and said condescendingly, with indescribable arrogance.

The boy just stood there quietly and didn't speak.

The boy stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's chin, increased the strength of his hand, leaned slightly to approach him, and said word by word in a gloomy and indifferent tone: "Otherwise, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow. "

After saying this, the young man let go of his hand, and pushed the opponent hard again, watching him fall to the ground again.

The boy took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the boy's hand elegantly and earnestly, as if he had touched something extremely dirty.

He glared at the boy who stood up while patting his clothes, and then threw the handkerchief he just wiped on the boy's cheek.

The boy took off the handkerchief covering his cheeks, looked at the young man walking towards the house, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

As for that young man, he was simply walking, carrying a natural aura of nobility, and the word "Prince" was vividly reflected in the other party's body.

The boy looked at the cultivated flowers around him, and couldn't help walking over slowly. He looked at the blooming words and remained silent. The blooming flowers seemed to be afraid that their beauty would not be discovered, and the flowers were blooming like a brocade. Confused the human eye.

He kept looking at the flowers, and time passed by unknowingly. After a while, he stretched out his hand and slowly approached the blue flower. Although he didn't know what the flower said, he looked at it inexplicably It feels beautiful.

"Who are you?" A stern voice stopped the boy's movements, the boy turned his head, and saw a cleanly dressed child looking at him seriously.

The boy looked at the beautiful blue flower, and he slowly moved his hand back, but he never spoke, like a little mute.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" The boy in the school uniform frowned slightly, his handsome little face was full of dissatisfaction, as if he had great opinions on the person in front of him.

On the other side, a middle-aged man in a formal suit said respectfully to the boy in school uniform in front of him, "Young master, this is the adopted son that the master just adopted today."

The middle-aged man had been here before, and when the boy was at a loss, he didn't appear and say anything.Only when his young master appeared did he act.

As a young master, looking at such a gloomy boy in front of him, he didn't have the slightest liking for him. He was very repulsed by his father's adoption of A Miao and A Gou. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Then take him to my father's place." .”

Facing the boy's anger, the middle-aged man was not angry but continued respectfully, "Master will pick you up from the young master's school. I don't want the young master to come back early."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the boy with black hair and green eyes understood that it was because of his own business that his father didn't take care of the person in front of him.

The green-eyed boy walked slowly towards the person in front of him, he raised his chin slightly, and said with indescribable arrogance: "Newcomer, you should know that there is only one heir to the Ye family. It's not something you cats and dogs can think about..."

The boy looked at the man who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, the eyes under the bangs did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"The heir of the Ye family is me, Ye Xiexuan." The boy with green eyes said without any hesitation, and warned the other party not to have those ridiculous delusions.

Ye Xiexuan is not very old, but his education has made him know one thing clearly, that is, he is the only heir of the Ye family, and this is an irreversible fact.

Glancing at the person in front of him, the other party looked silent, thinking about it, he couldn't afford to make any big waves, and Ye Xiexuan didn't want to waste too much on the other party.

Of the two adopted sons adopted by his father, none of them really made people like them.

The middle-aged man watched Ye Xiexuan walk into the room. He glanced indifferently at the boy standing there, not intending to talk to him or give him some advice. The middle-aged man turned around and left without hesitation.

And the boy, who was unfamiliar with the place, stood quietly where he was.His eyes fell on the beautiful flower again, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand slowly. His small hand grasped the blue flower that he had been paying attention to just now, and then he picked it up, holding it carefully in the palm of his hand. superior.

He stared at the flower in his hand as calmly as water, just like a carved stone statue, without the slightest movement.

But Ye Xiexuan, who returned to the room, saw such a scene from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Ye Xiexuan frowned slightly, watching the boy standing quietly like that, while his eyes wandered on the other side, as if he didn't understand what the other side was doing, why he was standing there motionless.

After observing for a while, Ye Xiexuan found that all the servants ignored the boy, and then he understood why.

Wanting to come to his father, he has not yet introduced the identity of the other party's adopted son.

Ye Xiexuan felt that the other party standing there really affected the scenery in front of him, and also affected his mood. He couldn't help beckoning for the butler, and asked the other party to arrange that person.

And Ye Xiexuan looked at the boy from the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the boy being taken away by a servant, until the boy's dusty mass disappeared, and he looked at the scenery under the garden from the window again.

Really, beautiful.