I'm locked with the school grass's pheromone

Yan Xingshen continued to say with a calm face: "That guy has a wicked mind, and he is likely to use any means, so we must be careful."

Nie Zhihong's expression also became serious, and he sneered: "I thought he really disappeared, but I didn't expect him to come back again..."

The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Then it's better to act first."

Sheng Yangchu on the side shivered instantly, wait, what's going on now?

Nie Zhihong suddenly narrowed his eyes: "But you haven't answered my question yet! Who did you call grandpa?"

Yan Xingshen turned his head and glanced at Sheng Yangchu, his eyes were soft, and he smiled slightly: "Yangyang and I have made an agreement, and we will be together after the college entrance examination."

Nie Zhihong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "I don't allow it!"

Yan Xing frowned deeply: "Grandpa, it's not a feudal society now, do you still pay attention to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers?"

"Don't call me grandpa!" Nie Zhihong snorted, and pulled Sheng Yangchu into his arms, "Yangyang is still a child, I don't allow him to fall in love early!"

Yan Xingshen calmly reminded Nie Zhihong: "After the college entrance examination, Yang Yang will be full."

Nie Zhihong: "...Yangyang is not allowed to fall in love until he is 20 years old! No, 25 years old!"

Yan Xing frowned deeply: "Grandpa, you won't be able to get married if you are so yangyang."

Nie Zhihong sneered: "Just kidding! Will my grandson of Nie Zhihong not get married? Even if he is 35 or 45 years old, there are a lot of people willing to marry him! Even if he really can't get married, at worst, I will support him forever!"

Yan Xing's voice was as gentle as water: "I believe that no matter how old Yang Yang is, there will be many people who are willing to marry him, but he may not be willing to marry himself. Are you going to force him to marry someone he doesn't like, Grandpa?"

Nie Zhihong was speechless for a moment, and Sheng Yangchu who was beside him finally couldn't help but blushed and interjected: "It's all about after the college entrance examination, let's talk about it when the time comes!"

Nie Zhihong glared at his grandson: "I think you can't wait to take the college entrance examination! You've had a puppy love at a young age, do you still want to get grades?"

Sheng Yangchu pursed his lips and puffed up his chest: "I got the eighth grade this time!"

Nie Zhihong choked for a moment, and snorted again: "Can the eighth grade get into B University? Can I get into Q University? If you can't get into B University and Q University, then don't want to be with this brat!"

If you can continue to maintain the eighth grade in the grade, it is easy to get into a good university, but the problem is that a top university like B University and Q University basically has to be the number one... But for the current Shengyang Chu, it is not enough. It's not impossible. Although Nie Zhihong kept his mouth shut, he still left a thread.

Yan Xingchen couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips: "If I can get Yang Yang to be admitted to B University or Q University, I can be with him? Thank you, Grandpa!"

"Don't rush to thank me! Do it first!" Nie Zhihong snorted coldly, rubbed Sheng Yangchu's head violently, looked at his grandson's flushed face, couldn't help feeling heartbroken, and threw out the married grandson The water, this is not married yet, the water is almost splashed...

Yan Xingshen shamelessly rubbed the car of Nie's house without saying anything, and used the excuse that his parents were not at home and had no one to cook, and brazenly ate and lived at Nie's house, which made Nie Zhihong very angry: "Your parents are not at home, Where's your cooking aunt?"

Yan Xing said with an innocent face, "I've also asked for leave."

Nie Zhihong sneered, "Did you ask for leave with the driver?"

Yan Xingshen nodded: "They are from the same village, there is a happy event in the village, please invite the whole village to dinner."

Nie Zhihong was speechless, so he could only ask someone to arrange for Yan Xingchen a guest room farthest away from Sheng Yangchu's room, as if he was afraid that Yan Xingchen, a big pig, would run over to his family's Chinese cabbage at night .

However, the sky is going to rain, the mother is going to get married, and the pig is going to get vegetables, and there is nothing to stop it.

Sheng Yangchu was lying on the bed and reading a storybook when he was a child, when suddenly there was a rustling sound outside the balcony. He was startled. His first reaction was that there was a thief, but he calmed down quickly. Security is so tight that it is impossible to have such a bold thief.

He boldly opened the glass door of the balcony, and a figure was sitting on the balcony railing and smiling at him: "Good evening, my Juliet."

Sheng Yangchu's eyes widened: "Why did you climb the balcony?" Isn't he nice to walk through the main entrance?

Yan Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think it makes you feel better this way?"

The corner of Sheng Yangchu's mouth twitched: "What does it feel like? The feeling of having an affair?"

Yan Xingchen sighed softly: "Even if you are hindered by the world, you have to break through all barriers to be together."

Sheng Yangchu: "...bye, close the door from the outside."

Yan Xingchen jumped down from the fence nimbly, and pushed Sheng Yangchu into the bedroom with a smile: "I have something important to tell you."

Sheng Yangchu had no choice but to follow Yan Xingshen back to the house: "What's the matter?"

Yan Xingshen took out a laptop from behind as if doing a trick, and turned on the screen to show Sheng Yang Chu: "This is the reason why Xiao Xianyou hasn't shown up for a few days."

Sheng Yangchu leaned in front of the computer to take a look, and was almost laughed to death by the pig's head on the screen: "Fuck! This is Xiao Xianyou?!"

In the photo, Xiao Xianyou's face was almost swollen like a pig's head. Not to mention his face was swollen a few times, it was as if he had added a big head special effect, and his lips seemed to be hung with two big sausages.

Yan Xing said calmly, "That's him."

Sheng Yangchu suddenly realized: "You beat him like this? Hey, it's too violent..."

But after he thought about it, he realized that the top Alpha's physical fitness was stronger than ordinary people, and he could hit Xiao Xianyou ten times with one punch. In addition, Yan Xingchen was forced by Xiao Xianyou's artificial Omega pheromone perfume. Extremely irritable... It can only be said that Xiao Xianyou deserves to be beaten like this.

Yan Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid? Don't worry, I generally don't fight Omega and Beta."

"... But it's a good fight!" After Sheng Yangchu finished speaking, he paused, and couldn't help but smile at Yan Xingchen.

Yan Xing smiled deeply and said, "He probably won't be able to get a job this month."

Sheng Yangchu curled his lips: "It's a pity that the evidence was not preserved at that time, or he would be sued for sexual harassment! Let others set things up and collapse, and I will not be able to get a job in this life!"

"It doesn't matter," Yan Xingchen flipped through the computer, "I have also collected a lot of...evidence."

Sheng Yangchu continued to look down. There were not only photos of Xiao Xianyou bullying other artists when recording the show, but also clips of Xiao Xianyou playing big names when filming. There was even a piece of Xiao Xianyou ordering a The video of the staff kneeling on all fours as a human chair for him!

Sheng Yangchu was stunned: "He is too much... But where did you get all these?"

Yan Xing said succinctly: "Looking for paparazzi, I bought it."

Sheng Yangchu's eyes widened: "Is it so easy?"

Yan Xingchen hooked the corners of his lips: "A big star like Xiao Xianyou naturally has many paparazzi who follow him closely. Do you think that he has changed so much in the past month and has not been photographed by paparazzi? It's just that these things are all taken by Xiao Xianyou. The company spent money to buy it, so it didn't go viral."

Although Sheng Yangchu doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, he has heard a little about this kind of thing: "Xiao Xianyou's company bought it with money, so how did you get it?"

Yan Xingchen pinched Sheng Yangchu's cheek: "It's very simple, spend more money than them."

Sheng Yangchu blinked, then blinked again: "Wow~"

Yan Xingchen pinched Sheng Yangchu's chin again: "Besides, I discovered something even more interesting."

Sheng Yangchu shook his head and shook off Yan Xingchen's hand: "What's the matter?"

Yan Xing Shen opened a new document, then sat down at the desk, and Chao Shengyang Chu patted his thigh: "Sit down and read together."

Sheng Yangchu silently glanced at Yan Xingchen, but ignored him: "What is this?"

Yan Xingshen smiled disapprovingly, and clicked on a photo. In the photo, he was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with ordinary facial features, a timid expression, and ragged clothes. tramp.

Sheng Yangchu couldn't help being puzzled: "Who is this?"

Yan Xingshen said: "His name is Liu Han, and he is a homeless man."

Is it really a homeless man?Sheng Yangchu was even more puzzled: "What happened to him?"

Yan Xingshen said indifferently: "More than a month ago, Liu Han was hit by a car while picking up rubbish on the side of the road. He bled a lot and almost died on the spot. But after being sent to the hospital, he recovered miraculously very quickly. , and was discharged from the hospital the next day.”

Sheng Yangchu's eyes widened immediately: "A car accident? More than a month ago?"

Yan Xingchen took advantage of Sheng Yangchu's shock, and pulled Sheng Yangchu to sit on his lap. Sheng Yangchu was so busy in shock that he didn't notice Yan Xingchen's small movements.

"After waking up from the car accident, Liu Han's personality changed drastically. He claimed to be the star Xiao Xianyou, and found Xiao Xianyou's company. There is no doubt that he was kicked out," Yan Xingchen raised his eyebrows, "and was Xiao Xianyou asked the security guard to beat him up."

Sheng Yangchu's eyes widened, and he gradually realized something: "Liu Han is the real Xiao Xianyou?!"

"After Liu Han was driven away by the people from Xiao Xianyou's company, he did not give up on himself. Instead, he turned from a homeless man into a homeless singer, and began to sing on the street. Because of his good singing skills, his life is much better now than before." Yan Xingshen clicked on took a photo.

"This is what Liu Han looks like now."

In the photo, the timid middle-aged man suddenly changed his temperament, his eyes were bright and energetic, and there was a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. He was as confident as a young man, full of hope and courage, and even his ordinary facial features seemed to be different. It looks better.

The clothes he was wearing were not expensive, they looked like ordinary street goods, but he wore them with a different aura, like a wandering artist on the street.

Sheng Yangchu instantly confirmed: "This is the real Xiao Xianyou!"

Yan Xingshen squeezed the soft flesh on the back of Sheng Yangchu's neck: "Obviously."

However, Sheng Yangchu is also very clear that this is something that he and Yan Xingchen take for granted, but it must be very unthinkable in the eyes of others. After all, such a thing as exchanging bodies is too far-fetched, and it is not to blame that the people around Xiao Xianyou are not believe.

Sheng Yangchu turned his head and asked Yan Xingchen, "What are you going to do?"

Yan Xingshen clicked on another video of "Liu Han" singing on the street. There is no professional equipment and no professional audio. "Liu Han" just stands on the street and sings with his own voice. Everything is simple. But this singing voice is different and moving.

Many pedestrians around are stopping to watch, as if immersed in the singing.

Sheng Yangchu commented seriously: "It really sounds good."

"Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good singer," Yan Xingshen rubbed the back of Sheng Yangchu's neck, and smiled softly, "Since you like it, then we'll help him."

"If you don't deserve virtue, you will suffer disaster. If you can't sing, let him step down."

Yan Xing stayed in Sheng Yangchu's room for a long time, then turned over the balcony again and left.

Early the next morning, before Sheng Yangchu got up, Nie Zhihong came to knock on the door. At this time, the genius was dim, Sheng Yangchu rubbed his eyes, and asked softly: "Grandpa? What's the matter? "

Nie Zhihong entered the room, looked around, and found that there was no one else except Sheng Yangchu, so he showed a relieved expression, and tentatively pretended to be nothing, "I heard that there was no one in your room last night. Are there any voices?"

Sheng Yangchu, who was half asleep and half awake, woke up in an instant, his face blushed, and he muttered, "Grandpa...cough cough, it's nothing!"

Nie Zhihong squinted his eyes and looked Sheng Yangchu up and down, before saying meaningfully after a while: "You are just a child yourself, so don't make a child at such a young age."

Sheng Yangchu's face instantly flushed red: "Grandpa! What are you talking about! How could it be possible for me...I only want to study now!"

Nie Zhihong stretched out his hand and patted Sheng Yangchu's shoulder: "You just need to know it in your heart. Although grandpa hopes that you can stay by his side for the rest of your life, grandpa also knows that this is impossible, but at least you have to take care of yourself before you graduate from university." protect yourself."

At this moment, Yan Xingchen came slowly after washing up, and greeted his grandfather and grandson with a smile: "Grandpa, Yangyang."

Nie Zhihong glared at Yan Xingchen, "Don't call me Grandpa!"

Yan Xing and Shen Congshan said, "Alright grandpa, did grandpa sleep well last night?"

Nie Zhihong said blankly, "I slept well, but I could have slept even better if someone hadn't turned over the balcony and entered Yangyang's bedroom."

Sheng Yangchu quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "When do you have breakfast? I'm so hungry!"

Nie Zhihong's expression softened in an instant: "Aunt Liu is preparing breakfast, which Yang Yang likes to eat."

When Sheng Yangchu finished washing and came to the living room on the first floor, he saw Yan Xingshen and Nie Zhihong sitting face to face at the dining table, with an air of explosiveness. Of course, it was mainly Nie Zhihong, Yan Xingshen was always smiling, Very polite.

Seeing Sheng Yangchu came down, they both said at the same time: "Yangyang, come and sit."

Nie Zhihong patted the seat next to him, and Yan Xingshen directly pulled the chair beside him.

Sheng Yangchu was a little embarrassed immediately, he hesitated for less than a second, he chose the middle without hesitation - the third side adjacent to Nie Zhihong and Yan Xingshen at the same time, not sitting next to anyone.

Nie Zhihong glared at Yan Xingchen and snorted.

Just when the three of them were about to move their chopsticks, the butler, Uncle Zhao, came up, bowed his head, and said, "Master, Young Master Sheng Yuebai...he's here."

Sheng Yuebai?Sheng Yangchu was stunned, he bit his chopsticks and glanced at Yan Xingchen.

Yan Xing's dark eyes were slightly cold, and Nie Zhihong also sneered: Him?What is he here for? "

Uncle Zhao lowered his head and said, "Master Sheng Yuebai brought a gift, which is said to be the authentic calligraphy of Master Song Heshan..."

Song Heshan was a well-known calligrapher in the last century and Nie Zhihong's most admired calligrapher. He has extremely high artistic attainments. He once sold tens of millions of dollars at auctions. It can be said that he can turn ink into treasure and falling paper into gold. Even a single character is hard to find, and even in Nie Zhihong's calligraphy collection, there is only one authentic Song Heshan.

Nie Zhihong's eyes lit up when he heard the words, but soon he sneered: "He really has a heart, and he was able to find Song Heshan's authentic work to please me..."

"It's a pity that he made a mistake. Even if Song Heshan stands in front of me, it's not as important as my daughter and my grandson!"

Nie Zhihong waved his hand: "Let him go."

Uncle Zhao nodded slightly, turned and left.

Sheng Yang Chu bit his chopsticks, and suddenly said: "Actually, you can accept his gift, and then drive him out. Anyway, gifts are not for nothing."

He knew how much Nie Zhihong liked Song Heshan's calligraphy, and he must be bleeding right now!

Nie Zhihong took a look at Sheng Yangchu and scolded with a smile: "You are such a clever little ghost! But if your grandfather really accepts that kid's gift today, tomorrow the whole city A will know that we are reconciled. Those who attack the Sheng family will be in a dilemma."

"Why do you think that kid is looking for Song Heshan's authentic works to curry favor with me? Isn't it because the Sheng family's business has come to an impasse recently, and there is a problem with the capital chain!" Nie Zhihong sneered, "Sheng Qingtian can't figure it out, so we can only Let his son come to beg me! He wants me to let the Sheng family go!"

Sheng Yangchu soon understood that a person like Nie Zhihong would attract many people's understanding with just one look and one movement. Nie Zhihong didn't even need to do it himself if he wanted to deal with Sheng Qingtian. A group of people rushed up one after another, including so many business partners of the Sheng family, Sheng Qingtian couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to ask Sheng Yuebai to beg Nie Zhihong to do his best.

"I thought Sheng Qingtian had a bit of backbone, but I didn't expect to bow my head and admit defeat so soon," Nie Zhihong said with a sarcastic look on his face. It was only more than a week since he and Sheng Qingtian and others completely fell out. Even if things are not going well for Sheng Qingtian recently, it's not like he can't hold on so soon, "What a soft bone!"

At this moment, Yan Xingshen suddenly said: "The result of Xia Xiaoyu suing Sheng Yuebai before has come out, because Sheng Yuebai is an Omega, and he is also a top-level Omega, so he was only sentenced to be a community member for one month. Volunteer labor reform."

Sheng Yangchu frowned: "Being a one-month volunteer? Is it so light?" Although he didn't know how other genders would be punished for drugging an Omega to force her into estrus, the one-month volunteer was too light no matter how she looked at it.

Yan Xing said calmly, "It's only an attempt."

Sheng Yang Chu bulged his cheeks, he knew very well that Sheng Yuebai's light sentence was mainly related to his status as a top Alpha, so he couldn't help but feel a little bit aggrieved: "He instigated several Alphas to come here at that time, what a fart for trying!"

"Those Alphas gritted their teeth and refused to admit it. They only said that they entered by mistake and were aroused by omega pheromones." Yan Xingchen sighed softly, "There is no evidence for such a thing."

Even if Shengyue Baijiao was not used, those Alphas would insist that they just broke in by mistake in order to avoid sanctions.

Just when Sheng Yangchu was grinding his teeth with chopsticks, someone suddenly barged in. He looked up, and Sheng Yuebai barged in abruptly regardless of the housekeeper's obstruction.

"Master Sheng Yuebai..." Uncle Zhao hurriedly chased after him, but his speed was not as fast as a young man like Sheng Yuebai.

"Grandpa!" Sheng Yuebai called Nie Zhihong, but was stunned when she saw Sheng Yangchu and Yan Xingshen who were having breakfast at the side.

Nie Zhihong put down the soy milk in his hand, his expression became cold and serious in an instant, and he said in a completely different tone from Yan Xingchen's before, "Who is your grandfather?!"

He put down the cup heavily, even Sheng Yangchu was startled, and Sheng Yuebai was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body stiffened in an instant: "Grandpa...Grandpa..."

Nie Zhihong looked coldly at the butler beside him: "Uncle Zhao, why did you let irrelevant people break into Nie's house?"

Uncle Zhao quickly bowed down and apologized: "Master, I will let Young Master Sheng Yue...leave."

"Grandpa!" Sheng Yuebai hastily picked up the authentic handwriting of Song Heshan in her hand, trying to present it to Nie Zhihong, "I found the authentic handwriting of Master Song for you, look, this is the authentic handwriting of Master Song..."

Nie Zhihong wanted to push away Sheng Yuebai who was jumping in front of him, but when he saw the calligraphy in Sheng Yuebai's hand, he quickly stopped it. But something big will happen!

Seeing that Nie Zhihong's gaze fell on the calligraphy in her hand, Sheng Yuebai's eyes lit up immediately, thinking she had found a way: "Grandpa, besides this authentic painting by Master Song, there is another one..."

After admiring the calligraphy, Nie Zhihong directly interrupted Sheng Yuebai's words: "Enough, I have cut off contact with your Sheng family, don't come again in the future, and take back this authentic Song Heshan Bar."

Sheng Yuebai was caught off guard. He half-kneeled in front of Nie Zhihong and begged softly for a long time, but he still couldn't get half of Nie Zhihong's eyes. He finally couldn't help but shouted: "My brother is also from the Sheng family. His surname is Sheng! He is also father's son! Grandpa, no matter how heartless you are, you can't cut off the blood relationship between brother and father! For brother's sake, let the Sheng family go!"

Sheng Yangchu never expected that the pot would actually fly on his head, so he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Sheng Yuebai, and before Nie Zhihong could speak, he said directly: "Don't use me as a shield, what good is a father like that? At worst, I don’t want it anymore, and what if my surname is Sheng now? At worst, I will change my surname tomorrow and call it Nie Yangchu!”

Sheng Yuebai was speechless for a moment, and Yan Xingchen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Nie Yangchu is not bad, and he is quite fluent...Also, Yan Yangchu, think about it?"