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Xiang Shaochen's worry was not without reason.

His assistant Xia Boqiang received a call from his father Xiang Yan on the street a few minutes ago. Xiang Yan only said one word on the phone. Xiang Shaochen almost irritably urged the driver to go back. Sitting there, he kept wiping his cold sweat, and he didn't know whether he was scared by the prince, or he was wiping the driver's sweat.

Even if his father didn't call him, Xiang Shaochen wouldn't want his brother to come to meet that man.

His deepest impression of his uncle was when he was young, probably when he was five or six years old, he once again accidentally walked to the room of his grandfather—that is, the old Mr. Xiang, At that time, it seemed that Xiang Rong had just had a big fight with Mr. Xiang, or it could be said that Mr. Xiang scolded and reprimanded him unilaterally. His angry and angry voice could be heard from far away in the corridor.

Xiang Shaochen rarely saw his uncle, even though they both lived in the main house of the Xiang family.

At that time, Xiang Shaochen was curious on the one hand, and on the other hand, he hadn't heard his grandfather swearing so angryly for a long time. He walked over quietly and made a silent gesture to the bodyguard standing outside the door. He wanted him to leave, but at a young age, Xiang Shaochen was Xiang Rou's favorite nephew, and deliberately imitated his father Xiang Yan's stern face, so the bodyguards had to turn a blind eye and let him lie on the ground. Look inside the door.

Xiang Rong turned to him, he couldn't see his expression, the only impression he had was his tightly pursed thin lips, he couldn't tell whether it was indifference or something else, Xiang Shaochen only felt very scared at that time, that kind of fear It didn’t come from his grandfather. In fact, Mr. Xiang’s temper was already very good in his later years. He often sat in the garden listening to old songs from the old days and basking in the sun like Ye Xiaolou now, rarely like he did when he was young. He loses his temper, but once he really loses his temper, only Xiangrou in the rectification family can persuade him.

He just felt that his uncle looked more terrifying than Mr. Xiang who seemed to be about to draw a gun and kill his eldest son in the next second—maybe he was too calm and indifferent, Xiang Shaochen really didn't understand, why did he do that? Some people can maintain such a calm expression under the fury of the Xiang family's rulers, or even say that they are indifferent.

At that time, Xiang Shaochen regretted it, and wanted to turn around and leave secretly, but before he left, he heard an angry shout from the room: "Who is outside!"

Xiang Shaochen turned his head tremblingly, the bodyguard went in and said something, Mr. Xiang seemed to calm down a little, and waved to him: "Come here, Chen."

Then he said coldly to his eldest son: "A child of just a few years old is more sensible than you!"

It's been too long, and Xiang Shaochen doesn't remember what Xiang Rong said at that time, but only remembers that Mr. Xiang's face was very ugly, his hands shaking with blue veins, and his uncle sat quietly opposite.

In the end, Mr. Xiang pointed at his eldest son and told him to go away.

I don't know how long it took, but there were only old master Xiang and Xiang Shaochen left in the room. Xiang Shaochen was stunned for a while, and then he was hugged by Xiang Rou who came in after hearing the noise.

"Why are you angry with your elder brother?"

Xiang Rou patted Xiang Shaochen on the shoulder and asked the bodyguard to take him out, while she persuaded her father who had just lost his temper in the room.

Xiang Shaochen was hugged by the bodyguards, and when he walked out of the corridor, he saw the man standing on the bluestone path outside the corridor, his figure was slender and indifferent under the moonlight, most of his face was hidden in the shadows, he didn't know what he was looking at, Xiang Shaochen He murmured a call to uncle, but he didn't notice, maybe he didn't want to pay attention when he saw him.

Later Xiang Rong left Xiang's house, and Xiang Shaochen was in school at that time, and he didn't know until a few months later that his unusual uncle was no longer in the house.

And a few years later, when this man returned to Xiang's house, the first person he saw was his younger brother...

"Eldest young master, don't worry, maybe Master Lou is still sleeping at this point." Xia Baiqiang said.

Looking at the noisy street outside the window, Xiang Shaochen didn't say a word abnormally, Xia Boqiang didn't dare to say anything after seeing his face, and began to urge the driver instead of him.

Ye Xiaolou hugged Mufasa and nursed it. The cub grew up amazingly. It is estimated that within two years, Ye Xiaolou would not be able to hold it.

After the housekeeper received the news, he went out to meet Xiang Rong. Ye Xiaolou was indeed still sleeping at this time, but he was already awake, but he didn't come out of the room.

The housekeeper personally waited at the door, followed by more than a dozen servants, who bowed their heads respectfully the moment Xiang Rong entered the door—as if Xiang Rong just went home for a trip, rather than not being in Hong Kong for many years Same.

Xiang Rong stopped at the entrance of the hall. Like most people who returned home after being away for several years, he did not fall into memories or emotions about the furnishings of the house. In fact, this man has been away from Xiang's house for so long, and no one thinks he is interested in this How deep is the feeling of home.

There were only two people behind him, one of them was the driver, and the other seemed to be a bodyguard brought back from the United States.

There was no sound of life in the room.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, followed by the clear and soft voice of the young man, with a hint of laziness from sleep.

"Is no one there?"

Holding milk in his arms, Ye Xiaolou rubbed his eyes while going down the stairs, "I'm so hungry that I can't walk anymore, is brother Ye at home? Why is it so quiet, have you all gone out to play..."

"Meow..." Milk let out a soft cry, propped up two paws in Ye Xiaolou's arms, and stretched out his little furry head to look down.

Ye Xiaolou smiled and said, "What's the matter with milk, is there your favorite dried fish below?"

Ye Xiaolou also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, but he muttered that he was not in a good mood when he walked down. During this period of time, he seemed to be less and less fond of going out to exercise. Living with milk, the little lion reads on the bed (of course it is on his own bed), and sometimes even when eating, he is brought to the room by Xiang Yan himself to feed. Stomach, for fear that my weight will soar, I dare not even eat more sweets.

Ye Xiaolou protested a few words at first, but Xiang Yan dealt with this child too easily - pampered him like a kitten, fed him some snacks and chocolates every day, and was satisfied at night Sleeping with his arms in his arms, Ye Xiaolou's rebuttal was no different from that paw rubbing against his chest.

"Master Lou, are you hungry?"

Hearing the housekeeper's voice, Ye Xiaolou immediately relaxed and yawned, thinking what is there to be vigilant about in this house, but before he finished yawning, he completely froze there.

——When a person's emotions are suddenly overstimulated, the body will undergo significant changes. For example, the ability to judge and think will decline instantly, as well as physical changes such as pulse and blood pressure. Sometimes it is almost too late to think. It is possible to faint from the living stimulus.

Ye Xiaolou's mind went blank for a moment, and he almost forgot what this place was.

There seemed to be something buzzing in his ears, he should know something, but he couldn’t say a word when it reached his mouth, he obviously felt something from the milk in his hand, but he didn’t have time to grab his arm (In fact, Milk's paws have been hurt and can't use much strength).The body fell down as soon as it was empty.

Ye Xiaolou's face can be said to be a little scary, almost pale with no blood at all, even his lips were a little pale, he stood there in a daze, his pupils trembling slightly, as if there appeared in front of him a person who would never be in front of him. The ghost that appeared in broad daylight almost frightened all the servants present who were familiar with him.

When Xiang Rong slowly shifted his gaze to him, Ye Xiaolou held his breath.

Then Ye Xiaolou said something... To be exact, his lips moved and he said a few words, but his voice was too low and he was standing at a high place so no one could hear him, only Xiang Rong saw the shape of his lips Then, he frowned slightly.

The car rushed into the gate at a high speed, and the door was opened before it came to a complete stop. Xiang Shaochen almost rushed in and pushed the door open. The drivers all wiped their sweat, and those who didn't know really thought that something big happened at home.

The first thing Xiang Shaochen said when he entered the door was, "Where's Mr. Lou? Where's my brother?"

"Eat in the dining room, young master."

Xiang Shaochen paused, then asked again: "Where's my uncle?"

"Also in the dining room."

In fact, Xiang Shaochen really wanted to ask what they were doing and how the situation was, but it would be too stupid to ask like this. The uncle who had been away from home for a few years came home and met his nephew who had just been brought home. We went to eat together in the restaurant. After all, the two of them are not related by blood. I wonder if it will be a little embarrassing or something?

But thinking about the personalities of those two people... Xiang Shaochen felt a little weird anyway.