In the name of father

Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan seemed to have truly returned to a normal father-son relationship.

The real kind.

When the weather is cold, the father will occasionally send text messages to ask his son to add clothes, and the son will politely reply to the text message saying that he will pay attention and thank you. Agree, and sometimes refuse outright because of social activities of one kind or another.

Xiao Mo didn't force it either.

Xiao Yan moved back after living outside for a full year, but his house in the west district was not returned. I heard from Xiao Yan that the second young master of the Xiao family bought it with full price because he was very satisfied with living there. Sometimes Xiao Yan would go back there to live for a while... Two years passed quickly, and when Xiao Mo realized that the time was passing day by day, the twins of the Xiao family had already graduated from high school.

Xiao Yan graduated very easily. Compared with Xiao Mo's entanglement when he recalled that his hair was about to fall out when he was admitted to college in his previous life, Xiao Yan didn't even put in much effort. The famous University of Political Science and Law—Originally, Xiao Mo wanted Xiao Yan to go to a school that was a little farther away but obviously better. Otherwise, it would really be a waste of those beautiful college entrance examination scores... But when he made this suggestion that night, Being pinned down on the bed by the elder son made his hands and feet limp, and when he opened his eyes the next day, he only had time to see his son sitting calmly in front of the computer and submitting his only application.

Compared with Xiao Yan, this year was not much different for Xiao Yan——As soon as the summer vacation of the first year of high school ended, Xiao Yan directly entered the preparatory class of the police academy. The results are close to the real police academy.

"It's just another place to continue training." These are Xiao Yan's original words.

Xiao Mo felt that his youngest son had matured a lot in the past two years.

Although the eyebrows still have the proud virtue of a stupid human being who looks down on all sentient beings, but compared to the previous few years, Xiao Yan's character has really restrained a lot—at least in the past two years, his main hobbies have no longer He brought a group of punks to fight and cause trouble...

And because the official police academy is a closed campus, even Xiao Mo rarely sees him on weekdays, and sometimes Xiao Yan won't go home even on weekends, when Xiao Mo occasionally remembered At that time, he is likely to be horrified to find that it has been three or four months since he last saw his youngest son.

Three or four months is enough to change a city with changeable seasons from summer to a slightly cold early winter.

But if Xiao Mo calls at this time and asks his younger son to come back for dinner this weekend, Xiao Yan will usually agree——

If Xiao Mo didn't mention it, Xiao Yan wouldn't take the initiative to go home for dinner.

Apart from the rare problem of seeing Xiao Yan a few times a year, the two sons were very obedient, which directly caused Xiao Mo to have nothing to do—he focused his attention on the properties under his hands. On top of that, intentionally or unintentionally, under Xiao Mo's deliberate indulgence, the West District gradually became deliberately competitive with Qin Lang's South District. After knowing that the West District snatched a batch of goods from Qin Lang for the first time last week, Xiao Mo Had a good laugh.

It's a little fun to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

The man pretends that he has never noticed that many of the development models in the West District are based on his Xiao family’s ready-made experience. If he learns from the example, he just picks up the ready-made ones. Xiao Qi’s work is very clean. Under the guidance of the author, he became more smooth in doing things. In the past few years, not only did the West District and the North District not have any conflicts in terms of interests, but there was even a sense of mutual hope in it—of course, the West District relied on the North District for a long time. district.

Qin Lang was naturally furious.

But Qin Lang is not happy, Xiao Mo is happy.

……

Exercise every day, plant flowers, and occasionally go out to socialize and play elegant golf, and switch back and forth between spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it has been another three years inadvertently.

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Yan is about to graduate from college.

If Xiao Yan hadn’t mentioned that he had officially stepped down from the position of president of the university’s student union due to his graduation, Xiao Mo could hardly believe that time had passed so quickly——

In front of him, the eldest young master of the Xiao family, who was once less than a man's chest height, is already more than half a head taller than Xiao Mo, and his shoulders are also very broad. That perfect hanger-like figure makes it difficult for Xiao Xiao, who can't get out of it no matter how hard he exercises. The end is very jealous—sometimes, a man will even be self-willed and doesn’t want to appear in the venue with his son. He thinks that his son is a head taller than himself, and he looks like a little chick in comparison, which makes him a father It's very embarrassing.

After all, Xiao Mo always thought he was handsome (at least compared to men his age).

However, as his son has grown up these years, the once outstanding and beautiful face has become more and more sharp, and the amber pupils have completely broken away from the childishness of the past, sharp and energetic. When smiling, almost no one would have guessed that the handsome, tall and elegant man in front of him is the next successor of the Xiao family, the biggest gangster in K city——

The existence of Xiao Yan made Xiao Mo wonder if his standard of "handsomeness" was too low when he looked in the mirror.

"—Don't think so much, you are still very good-looking, and you haven't changed at all over the years."

In the corner booth of a newly opened high-end club in City K, the black-haired man calmly watched his son who was sitting next to him come over and kiss him on the corner of his lips, as if he was used to the other party's behavior It's like - it's just that when the handsome young man in front of him stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of the man's lips at the moment when he was about to leave his face, the man's black pupils were slightly touched.

"There are a lot of people here, Xiao Yan." Xiao Mo looked around, and pretending nothing happened, he picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his lips, "It would be terrible if the reporters who sneaked in took pictures."

"You have cake foam on the corner of your lips, I just help you get rid of it, Dad." Xiao Yan smiled and said slowly, "Because this place is newly opened, I was watching it personally recently, I don't know It may allow idlers to mix in."

What Xiao Yan said was very absolute.

And the confidence in the son's words made the man very satisfied.

Because he knew that Xiao Yan always said what he could do.

For so many years, Xiao Yan has taken over about one-third of the project management from Xiao Mo. Except for the fact that a few companies that were not very profitable at the beginning suffered losses due to the comparison of hands-on experience, Xiao Yan then Yan has always done a good job - in Xiao Yan's sophomore year, the turnover of a certain venue under his management even directly surpassed the largest entertainment venue under the Xiao family, "Night Dance", in a certain month.

This made Xiao Mo very happy. Now that he is going out, who doesn't know that his son, the Mo, is a heaven-defying existence.

There is someone in the Xiao family.

This son, he didn't help the real Xiao Mo who was already smiling.

And this moment.

Xiao Mo, who had just withdrawn his thoughts, noticed that his outstanding eldest son's gaze stayed on the piano in the center of the lounge area of ​​the clubhouse—to be precise, it stayed on the beautiful back of the piano player.

The long and thick curly hair was neatly arranged and fell down to the bottom of the piano chair. The white dress was gently pulled and moved with every smile. Jumping on the keys, beautiful music flows out from her fingers, cheerful like a bird when it is fast, quiet and quiet like the moonlight when it is slow, and the piano is very good. applaud.

Whenever this time, the little girl's music will have a little stiffness that is not so obvious-as if the applause gave her a little fright.

He looked very young, as if he was still a student.

Xiao Mo didn't know where Xiao Yan found such a good pianist.

The man moved, and was about to ask the waiter to bring some tips to the little girl who played the piano, but at this moment, he saw the waiter bring a large bouquet of perfumed roses to the side of the piano. The girl was also taken aback, the music stopped abruptly, she stood up and took the bouquet of roses, looking forward with a hint of surprise and surprise——

When she turned her head towards Xiao Mo and the others, Xiao Mo was surprised to find that this little girl was unexpectedly familiar - black curly long hair, with facial features clearly of European descent... When her gaze swept across When the upper-class people passing through the tables finally stopped at Xiao Mo's table, the man obviously noticed that the girl's beautiful eyes lit up, and then she held the big bouquet of roses and showed them towards them. The sweetest smile ever.

"..."

Lisa Lemont.

how is she?

In these years, I have only seen this face in a few movies occasionally, and they are all insignificant supporting roles-other than that, Xiao Mo almost feels that this little girl who only met once ten years ago She was about to completely fade out of his memory, but at this moment, she reappeared in the man's field of vision with a reasonable and unexpected identity...

That big bouquet of roses, of course...

The man frowned subconsciously.

"You sent it?"

Turning around, Xiao Mo stretched out his hand, took the initiative to pinch the perfectly curved chin of the elder son with two fingers, and pulled it towards himself, looking calmly at the pair of amber pupils in front of him that were as calm as water. eye.

"Lisa just returned to China and asked me to help her find a stable job. The club happened to be open, so I invited her over." Xiao Yan replied calmly, although such an answer with very clear ins and outs seemed more like It was the young man who was explaining something to him...

The black-haired man raised the corners of his lips unhurriedly: "So you, the boss, not only pay her salary, but also take care of sending flowers by the way?"

Xiao Yan was silent.

Looking at the black-haired man looking at him with black eyes flickering in front of him, he didn't answer the man's question in time, and gently pushed away the man's hand on his chin. In the instant stunned by the other party, he turned around He lowered the curtain beside the deck——

The waiters walking back and forth outside, the sound of the piano, and everything were isolated from the thick curtain, and the booth became dark in an instant.

At this time, Xiao Mo was still caught in the blow of "the son slapped Lao Tzu's hand away" and couldn't extricate himself. At this time, he found something walking towards him——

Then, when he was caught off guard, the tall figure completely pressed his whole body into the soft and spacious sofa of the booth. The man gasped for breath, and was about to say something. The next second, that immediately covered The cold thin lips that came up swallowed all the words he wanted to say between each other's lips——

The tips of their noses touched each other, and the breath that seemed a little unsteady due to surprise at first sprayed all over the cheek of the young man who was pressing on him at this moment. The man raised his neck slightly, and his jaw was pinched by the other party. When he made a slight effort, Xiao Mo found that he had to open his mouth to cater to the aggressive intrusion of the other party——

And Xiao Yan seems to like to use this method to make men completely powerless.

He held the man's waist with one hand, and pinched his chin with the other hand, allowing the saliva from the two sides to flow down the corner of the man's lips to his wrist. The watch was stained... However, he didn't seem to care, half lowered his eyes and gradually deepened the kiss, until he felt that even his breath began to become unstable, and then he let go of the man in his hand a little bit.

It's just that the hand on the opponent's waist was not taken away, and he dawdled lightly with a hint of danger, refusing to leave.

The young master of the Xiao family kept his eyes on the man's face—even though there was only the candle on the dining table as the only lighting tool at this moment, he still easily captured all the changes in the expression in those beautiful black pupils.

As if enjoying enough.

The handsome young man with amber pupils leaned against the man, at such a dangerous distance that he seemed to be able to touch the other's lips every time he spoke, and said in the warm and indifferent voice he was used to: "The bouquet of flowers I didn't send it."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Mo was embarrassed.

Xiao Yan: "Don't be jealous."

Xiao Mo: "I didn't..."

"Dad, it's cute for you to be jealous once in a while like this, but you have to admit it after eating, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, you know you have never successfully deceived me."

Xiao Yan backed away a little, and carefully wiped off the saliva left by the corners of the man's lips with the napkin that had wiped the saliva off his wrist. There was a faint tea scent on the napkin, and Xiao Mo was the first to smell it. It was very smooth, so he leaned on the table and chair and let the other party go, until he found that the other party's movements had no intention of stopping at all. After rubbing, Xiao Yan's amber pupils became deeper and deeper , and his jaw...

His mother was about to be wiped to bleed.

Xiao Mo pushed away the opponent's hand, and under Xiao Yan's increasingly suspicious eyes, he began to talk about him: "Isn't that your girlfriend?"

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows silently.

"..." Xiao Mo felt a little pained when he saw it, so he added a sentence very recklessly, "Once upon a time."

"None of what used to be," Xiao Yan corrected with a good temper. In the words, he turned around and pulled up the curtain that he had just put down, "After I met you when I was 15 years old, I have never touched other people. People...how can there be a chance to have a girlfriend?"

Xiao Mo: "...It's not that I don't give you a chance."

"I know," Xiao Yan turned his head, and in a direction that the man couldn't see, his sharp gaze seemed to sweep across the tightly drawn curtain of a booth opposite them carelessly, and he paused for a moment. Withdrawing his gaze, "It's because I don't want to look for it myself."

With the re-entering of the outside light, Xiao Mo couldn't help feeling that it's fortunate that his son's back is facing him now, otherwise he might be surprised to find that his father was blushing - and he also looked ferociously, looking like he wanted to wipe out the candlestick next to him Knock it on his mouth that just finished talking about love (probably).

What Xiao Yan said made him blush.

In fact, in these years, Xiao Yan has never done anything like "touch him" in the true sense. It's just coming out...Well, although it is enough to do such a thing between father and son...

Xiao Mo never objected to Xiao Yan going out to find a girlfriend—and the man even expected Xiao Yan to find a girlfriend after college and return to the path of a "normal person". After all, his son is good at everything. Only in this respect...

Somewhat strange.

But Xiao Mo never forced Xiao Yan.

Because the man vaguely felt that he had caused himself to lose a son in disguise in this respect——

Xiao Yan.

Thinking of his youngest son, the black-haired man frowned slightly. He vaguely remembered that it had been a year and a half since he last saw Xiao Yan.

The second young master of the Xiao family didn’t even go home for the Chinese New Year this year. According to Xiao Yan, he seemed to be out of town for closed training and study, so he didn’t have time... Xiao Mo apparently listened, but even a fool would probably know , even if you are busy, there is still time to reply him a text message on New Year's Eve.

Thinking about it this way, when Xiao Yan turned back and sat firmly beside the man, the black-haired man pretended to ask casually while using the cold dessert spoon on the dessert plate to fiddle with the bright red cherries on the Black Forest cake. : "By the way, by the way, is there any news about your brother recently?"

"..."

You are not asking by the way.

The curve of Xiao Yan's lips tightened slightly - he said that Xiao Mo had never been able to deceive him... Is it a man or is it so annoying that he always tries to deceive him in some way by being clever.

"He's going to graduate next year, and he's working as a trainee police superintendent in the city next door," Xiao Yan looked at the man, his amber pupils seemed to be able to see the strong and calm face of the man in front of him in a second. When something came up, he paused, the young master of the Xiao family took the dessert spoon in his father's hand, and added as if emphasizing, "He is very busy, don't bother him."

"...I didn't intend to harass him," Xiao Mo lowered his voice and said with a look of displeasure, "He is my son. As a father, I haven't seen my son for a year and a half..."

"I'm your son too." Xiao Yan ate the Black Forest cake slowly with Xiao Mo's spoon, "Why didn't I see you talking about me every day?"

Xiao Mo said that this guy was a bit inexplicable, he squinted at Xiao Yan: "...Because you dangle in front of me every day, I have nothing to complain about, I know how many bites you ate at noon."

Xiao Yan smiled, as if some part of the man's words had succeeded in pleasing him.

For the rest of the time, the young master of the Xiao family controlled the dessert spoon, and the father and son seriously ate up that piece of Black Forest Cake one bite at a time. Finally, when there was only one cherry left on the plate, Xiao Mo tried to put the girl’s hand on the cake. When stuffing something into the mouth of his serious eldest son, there was a sudden movement in the booth sitting opposite them.

Xiao Yan paused, almost immediately, like a cat smelling of mice, he twisted his head away.

Xiao Mo put down the cherry that was almost crushed by him, looked over his son's broad shoulders leisurely -

Then Xiao Mo realized that he saw an acquaintance.

Xiao Qi was the first to come out. The man in the suit was still dressed in the same bodyguard outfit for thousands of years. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look more like a serious businessman than Hei Shihui...

Originally, Xiao Mo was a little surprised that Xiao Qi would come to such a high-end club for entertainment, but when the man saw the person who came out following Xiao Qi, he was even more surprised - behind Xiao Qi was a tall man. An obese man of about 1.6 meters five, with a very outdated gold chain as thick as a thumb hanging around his neck. Although he was also wearing a suit, the green dragon tattoo on the man's face could not conceal his gangster aura at all.

The tattoo of the blue dragon is very recognizable. This guy's surname is Huang, and he is the deputy head of the Azure Dragon Hall under Xiao Mo.

Recently, because the hall master of the Qinglong hall is getting old, Xiao Mo intends to promote him as the hall master—that tattoo also shows that this guy has a red heart, right?

——Unfortunately, it is obvious that Xiao Mo only now realizes that something is wrong.

"A single belt on his body is more expensive than my whole body." The man leaned into his son's ear and said, as if inadvertently, the warm and moist breath sprayed all over his earlobe.

Xiao Yan subconsciously looked back at the man.

The latter turned his head inexplicably: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Yan stared at him for a while, then shook his head silently——At this time, the deputy head of the Qinglong Hall had already stepped up to the stage where the piano was placed, and behind him, Xiao Qi seemed to disagree. He frowned slightly—but after all, the deputy hall master was already a relatively powerful senior executive, so when the Huang hall master walked to the piano, no one present stopped him.

Xiao Mo stabbed the elder son in the back - the latter's reaction was no response.

Xiao Yan's gaze was calm, like a falcon waiting to hunt its prey. He sat in his seat, as if patiently waiting for something——

The hall master Huang stepped forward and leaned against the piano. He picked up the bouquet of perfumed roses and seemed to say something. Then the sound of the piano stopped. Lisa stood up from the piano in a panic, as if subconsciously She wanted to turn her head to look at Xiao Yan, but before she turned her head, the fat man with big ears had already grabbed her wrist and dragged her forward——

Robbing civilian girls in broad daylight?

Xiao Mo frowned, feeling a little ashamed.

He didn't want his son to see that he had such a... black sheep.

What's more, this is a new high-end club that he spent a lot of money to open. It is positioned as an elegant consumption place that is going to be open to the upper-class people in the whole province. Leaving his place, he turned what was an elegant place into a cheap place full of dog blood.

This kind of hooligan who has never seen a woman in three lifetimes is one of the types that Xiao Mo hates...

Thinking of this, the man couldn't sit still and wanted to stand up and stop him, but at this moment, Xiao Yan pressed his shoulders and pushed him back... Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask him what he meant by this. But he saw that his eldest son finally took his eyes away from the group of men and women who were tugging at each other. He turned his head, with a gentle smile in the corner of his eyes: "Remember the one you gave me to manage last week?" Is it a seafood restaurant?"

Xiao Yan smiled dangerously.

Xiao Mo thought for a while, and it seemed that there was such a thing, so he nodded and said: "Remember, that store doesn't make much money, and has always been on the verge of losing money. I'll leave it to you to see if it can be brought back to life."

The man's words seemed to make Xiao Yan a little happy, so the smile in his eyes became stronger, and even his tone changed from the creepy tone just now to a gentle one. , as if at this moment he was talking to his father about ordinary household matters: "That restaurant has always been managed by people from Qinglongtang. I went to take over last week. People from Hallmaster Huang seem to have some opinions on me. The accounts handed in are also much worse.”

Xiao Mo closed his mouth.

He vaguely guessed what his son meant.

But Xiao Yan didn't say anything.

He backed away a little, let the man go out, and said in a joking tone: "It's over, dad, you can go to the hero to save the beauty, and I'll treat you to seafood tonight."