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Ye Xiaolou was mentally prepared when he opened the door, but when he suddenly saw Xiang Yan's face, he couldn't help but took a step back and looked at him timidly.

Ye Xiaolou took off his suit jacket, only wore a white shirt, and changed his leather shoes. He just walked over in slippers, holding a pair of scrolls in his hands, as if he was holding a bear every time he came to take pictures. His father's door was the same, but this time he was obviously a little scared, and he could even be said to be vigilant.

Just now, this man was still under him, looking down at him, as long as Ye Xiaolou made a little move, he would hug him tighter as punishment, and finally Ye Xiaolou let him go after crying .

The movements are so calm, but the eyes are deep and terrifying, as if he will be crushed severely at any time, but he has been enduring it all the time.

Ye Xiaolou panted heavily when he was let go, Xiang Yan held him in his arms and coaxed him until he heard a knock on the door.

As soon as Xiang Yan left, Ye Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief almost immediately.

But he hesitated on the bed for a while, if he didn't deliver the gift, the time would pass, so wouldn't all his hard work for so many days be meaningless?

To be honest, this is the first time Ye Xiaolou was a little afraid of seeing Xiang Yan, but he did see it, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Xiang Yan looked down at his youngest son, who only reached his chest, knowing that he was still frightened by himself, but seeing him like this, he couldn't help but want to tease him, "I don't dare to be alone. Sleep, do you want Dad to accompany you?"

Fortunately, Xiang Yan still cared about his eldest son in the room, and lowered his voice very low, but even so, Ye Xiaolou's pupils constricted.

He whispered something, but Xiang Yan didn't hear, "What did you say?"

"I didn't come to find Daddy!"

Xiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, but the child took advantage of this moment and ran past him in a flash.

This is the first time that Xiang Yan has let a child be ignored, and this child is still the youngest son he just held in his arms.

Xiang Yan smiled indulgently, thinking that he was shocked just now, but he didn't expect that he not only ran over by himself, but also yelled at him so awkwardly.

This reaction is really... sultry and cute.

Ye Xiaolou obviously dared to look into Xiang Yan's eyes again, and ran directly in front of Xiang Shaochen.

Xiang Shaochen was also a little surprised. He just heard from his father that Ye Xiaolou was going to give him a birthday present. He was thinking about what a child could give him. You must know that Ye Xiaolou came almost naked when he first came. There is nothing up and down, and everything he can take out is not given by you, father?

In the end, the appearance of Ye Xiaolou holding the painting standing in front of him inexplicably reminded him of his two younger brothers who had died. The older one had never met him a few times, and the younger one was weak and sick. Xiang Shaochen didn't quite remember what they looked like, or maybe he subconsciously didn't want to remember them all the time.

Xiang Shaochen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, how could he think of them so well?No matter how you look at Ye Xiaolou, he doesn't look like his two short-lived younger brothers, does he?

"elder brother?"

"What... what?" Xiang Shaochen came back to his senses, and was looking at Ye Xiaolou's worried eyes, which were exactly the same as when he vomited all over him in the car.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Ye Xiaolou said, "Did you drink too much?"

"It's a little bit too much." So many people poured water on him, it's no wonder he didn't drink too much.

Xiang Yan said: "Your elder brother is not feeling well, let him go back to rest, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow."

"But I have something to give my brother."

Ye Xiaolou was a little embarrassed, Xiang Yan looked at his shyness, took a step forward, and snatched the scroll from his hand.

"Daddy!" Ye Xiaolou cried out.

Xiang Yan directly tore off the rope on the scroll, and put it on the table.

Xiang Shaochen leaned over and squinted for a look, then took a deep breath.

After the scroll was fully opened, not only Xiang Shaochen, but even Xiang Yan couldn't believe it.

He thought that his youngest son could at most draw flowers and plants and write a few words, and he didn't expect him to be able to send out any tricks.

But he forgot that Ye Xiaolou has always been different from other children, if he likes something, he may even be more obsessed with it than adults.

Xiang Yan has seen him look serious, and sometimes at night he borrows the study room to draw or practice calligraphy, and even reads a biography such as history for hours.

Xiang Shaochen looked completely shocked, "You drew this?"

Even a person who understands this aspect will probably be surprised. Ye Xiaolou's painting is a picture of a horse galloping on the clouds. natural.Moreover, the brushwork is bold and powerful, and the lines on the horse's legs are even more powerful, which makes people feel that although the horse is running on the white clouds, it has an aggressive momentum, as if it is leading the charge forward among thousands of horses. It was drawn by a teenager.

What's more, this child has a pair of slender and beautiful hands that are very suitable for playing the piano at first glance.

"Do you like it? Brother."

Xiang Shaochen turned his head abruptly, and Ye Xiaolou was standing beside him, his slightly raised phoenix eyes were full of a smile.

"When... of course I like it."

Don't talk about how well the painting is, just because of his intention and hard work, if Xiang Shaochen's performance is slightly dissatisfied, wouldn't his father kick him out? !

"As long as you like it." Ye Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know if he felt relieved after hearing this sentence.

Seeing the two brothers enjoying themselves happily, Xiang Yan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

How much does this child have that he doesn't know?

People also met, gifts were delivered, Xiang Yan began to order Ye Xiaolou to go back to sleep.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was an order, Ye Xiaolou did not dare to refute at all, but before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said a word to Xiang Shaochen who had been watching his back.

"Happy birthday, brother."

Xiang Shaochen smiled at him, Ye Xiaolou was pushed back to the room by Xiang Yan.

Xiang Shaochen rolled up the painting neatly in his study, put it in a box, and planned to let someone frame it and hang it in his study or office tomorrow.

The photo was still quietly lying on the desk. When Xiang Yan opened the painting on the desk just now, he didn't care at all, and directly pressed the painting on it, as if it was just a piece of useless waste paper.

Xiang Shaochen picked up the photo and stared at it for a long time.

If his current eyes were seen by those subordinates around him, they would probably feel a little shuddering.

That look is really like Xiang Yan's when he was angry. Regardless of whether the person in the photo is the murderer of Xiang Rou or not, he will not survive long in the hands of this underworld prince.

The next day, Ye Xiaolou got up before dawn, and looked sleepy.

It just so happened that the housekeeper was reporting to Xiang Yan: "Young Master left by plane before dawn."

Xiang Yan was not surprised at all, he knew that although his son had been acting quite well during this period of time, he had always been brooding over his aunt's death, and it was absurd that he went to the bar on the third day after Xiang Rou's death The matter, although Xiang Yan was very angry, but no one understood better than him that his son could not accept this fact safely, and fell into great anger and pain for a while. , maybe he has done crazier things long ago.

To Xiang Yan, Xiang Rou is his younger sister whose blood is thicker than water, a close relative of flesh and blood, the two of them don't meet often because of various things, while Xiang Shaochen was brought up by his aunt, and their relationship is stronger than anyone else's. deep.

Once Xiang Rou died, if Xiang Yan hadn't acted decisively to pick up his son himself, Xiang Shaochen still didn't know what he would do.

Ye Xiaolou stood at the door for a while, until Xiang Yan raised his hand towards him.

"Daddy!" Ye Xiaolou ran over and put his arms around Xiang Yan's neck.

Xiang Yan felt a little flattered for a while, he thought his youngest son was at odds with him after what happened yesterday, but he didn't expect to rush over so early in the morning with such 'enthusiasm'.

"Daddy, I want to tell you something." Ye Xiaolou didn't pay attention to his eyes, "I received a call in your study last night. I wanted to tell Daddy right away, but then I forgot."

Ye Xiaolou remembered why he forgot about it, and naturally remembered what happened when he was pressed under Xiang Yan last night, even though he only kissed his face and the corners of his lips, Ye Xiaolou tossed and turned for a while, unable to fall asleep , I blushed silently when I thought of it.

Xiang Yan winked at the butler, and the butler immediately retreated quietly, and after a while, he walked back holding the mobile phone that had been kept in the drawer in Xiang Yan's study.

Ye Xiaolou didn't see when he went out at all, and the omnipresent housekeeper held the mobile phone in front of them.

This mobile phone has been charged all year round, but Xiang Yan has never brought it with him.

The housekeeper whispered, "It's the eldest son calling, sir."

This 'big son' obviously does not refer to Xiang Shaochen. When Mu Ye Xiaolou was not here, Xiang Shaochen was called 'Prince' or 'Xiang Shao' outside. Since Ye Xiaolou came, Xiang Shaochen has become the 'elder young master' of this family.

The "eldest son" mentioned by the housekeeper refers to Xiang Yan's direct elder brother, Xiang Rong, the former eldest son of the Xiang family.

"Daddy, I didn't mean not to tell you." Ye Xiaolou had his arms around his neck at first, but now seeing Xiang Yan's face, he immediately wanted to withdraw his paws, but Xiang Yan grabbed him before he moved, Have him sit directly on his separated thighs.

The butler stood aside respectfully, apparently accustomed to the intimacy between the two of them.

"What did he say to you on the phone?"

I don't know if there is someone next to him, Ye Xiaolou feels a little uncomfortable, but although Xiang Yan's hand holding him seems casual, but it doesn't allow anyone to break free at all, Ye Xiaolou can only maintain this position, think for a while and say: "He Say he misses you."

Xiang Yan: "..."