In the name of father

For Xiao Yan's sudden mention of Qin Lang, Xiao Mo remained silent - that guy was still his boss in the Southern District in recent years, his status had not been shaken, but he kept a low profile in his actions.

At least this man has hardly troubled Xiao Mo in the past few years... The two occasionally met in public places such as charity events and behaved very politely—the last time they were alone was when Qin Lang made an appointment five years ago. Xiao Mo went to burn incense in the temple, Xiao Mo went, offered a lamp to each of his two sons, and then burned a thick stick of incense... Xiao Mo remembered that Qin Lang still laughed at him at that time.

"-The god is also very busy. Every day so many people ask him to bless him and ask him to do things. The thicker and longer the incense, the better the sense of presence. What do you know?"

Xiao Mo remembered that was how he replied to Qin at that time.

Facts have proved that he is still correct. In recent years, the development of the North District has been very smooth, and Xiao Yan's succession to the Xiao family's business can basically be regarded as going smoothly. In addition to the family rules as a support, even Xiao Mo had to admit that his eldest son was very capable.

Those who have been personally disciplined by him are now convinced by the "eldest young master" and obey.

Surprisingly, Xiao Yan, who was a good student back then, turned out to be the material to lead a gangster—on the contrary, Xiao Yan, who skipped classes and fought every day, failed to hand in homework and exams, and cramped his feet temporarily, became a serious policeman.

Whenever Xiao Mo thinks about this, he will inevitably feel that this world is very fantastic.

And this moment.

The man sat lazily on the passenger seat of the car, looked at his son who was driving seriously with a cold face, suddenly stretched out his hand, and poked the other man's waist——

Xiao Yan's body stiffened.

Xiao Mo wanted to take back his hand, but he didn't expect the former to firmly grasp the man's wrist as if his body was full of eyes, and squeezed it, but his eyes were always on the road ahead——

"Dad," Xiao Yan's voice sounded helpless, "Don't move around."

"You let me go first."

"Don't let it go."

"Be careful when driving."

"Then don't touch me."

"..."

Damn boy, actually told me not to touch him.

"I thought you were not ticklish." Xiao Mo said lazily.

This is obviously a cover, if you admit to being ticklish, you don't know what this unreliable man will do... Xiao Yan said that he would not be fooled, skipped the subject of men, and glanced at him casually: " Are you doing so many tricks in Xiao Qi's car?"

Xiao Mo broke away from his son's restraint, sat back in his seat honestly, and lowered his eyes: "No."

Ever since he was slapped by Xiao Mo, Xiao Qi has always been very disciplined, even if he needs physical contact occasionally, he will immediately move away when he touches him.

Xiao Yan drove the car and took the time to look at the man beside him who suddenly became quiet, and after thinking about it, he asked, "What did you want to do just now?"

Xiao Mo saw his son mercifully gave him a step down, so of course he scrambled down, so the man followed his son's words and made an excuse and said: "I want to see the members of Hall Master Li's family." data of……"

"The excuse is too bad," Xiao Yan poked fun at the man's insincere excuse, "You're too lazy."

What the young master of the Xiao family meant was that men don’t even bother to think of a better excuse, and just say whatever comes to mind... But Xiao Mo didn’t care about this, and smirked at his son, completely ignoring that he was exposed, Still cheekily said: "Your windbreaker is so big, who knows if you have hidden some incredible information under the clothes..."

The man said it very frankly, the "information" he said was "information" in the traditional sense, it was just that he messed up an adjective - but as soon as he said this sentence, he got a strange look from his elder son , those amber pupils became slightly dull.

Xiao Mo pretended that he didn't understand his eyes.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became a little weird.

Because Xiao Yan's personality is reticent, so in fact, in the normal relationship, Xiao Mo and him seldom talk, and the father and son spend most of their time together in a quiet environment that satisfies each other...

Feeling embarrassed by the momentary silence like today is quite new to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo silently enjoyed the almost frozen atmosphere in the car - this is Xiao Yan's car, so it is only natural that every time he inhales, the smell that gets into his nose is the unique smell of young people... At this time, the car After passing another traffic light, seeing that the green light was about to end, Xiao Yan stepped on the accelerator and rushed a little faster. Xiao Mo sat on the co-pilot, and suddenly had the illusion that the accelerator under the feet of his elder son was his own face.

The man raised his hand and squeezed his earlobe, thinking for a while, and was about to find some safe topic to end this deadly embarrassing atmosphere, but at this moment, he heard the deep and slow voice of his eldest son: "Gao Yang just sent the information Send it to my email, if you want to see it, take my mobile phone to receive the email yourself."

"..."

Xiao Mo wanted to say that he was too lazy to read.

But when he thought of the excuse he made for himself just now.Now saying that he is too lazy to watch is definitely a slap in the face, so the man compromised, the surrounding light was very dim, and he couldn't see where Xiao Yan put his phone...

"I'm driving." As if guessing what the man wanted to ask, Xiao Yan said almost indifferently, "Find it yourself."

In the Xiao family, he has always been the father who has no status.

The man rolled his eyes in his heart, and then he really reached out to search for the phone in the windbreaker of the eldest son——

He didn't find the outer pocket of the windbreaker, so he opened the windbreaker and felt in Xiao Yan's shirt pocket a couple of times—except for touching his eldest son's strong abdominal and pectoral muscles, it was nothing but bullshit.

During the whole process, Xiao Yan drove very calmly.

Let the man sitting next to him stretch out his paws and touch him around.

Xiao Mo didn't find anything on Xiao Yan's body, so he turned his head to look in his trouser pockets—the young master of the Xiao family is wearing very casual skinny jeans today, and the dark jeans are very close-fitting. The screaming long legs are wrapped very sexy... and Xiao Yan is sitting in the driver's seat at the moment, so it is very difficult for Xiao Mo to put his hand into his trouser pocket, the man is useless With great difficulty, he managed to squeeze his fingertips in and rubbed it twice, but it was no surprise that there was still nothing.

Xiao Mo pulled out his hand, and wanted to rummage through Xiao Yan's other trouser pocket, but at this moment, he heard his son's calm voice above his head: "Dad, if you touch it again, it will be hard."

Xiao Mo: "..."

The head of the Xiao family retracted his claws in embarrassment.

Xiao Yan: "The phone is in the storage box."

Xiao Mo: "..."

The man twitched his lips, and said with a bit of resentment: "I didn't say it earlier, did you mean to watch me work for nothing?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan finally turned his head to look at the man. The young master of the Xiao family showed a half-smile on his handsome face, and said flatly, "You didn't ask."

Xiao Mo: "..."

At this time, it would be too stupid to complain "you didn't give me a chance to ask"—not to mention that over the years, men have almost become accustomed to dying silently in front of their sons.

Almost ferociously, he grabbed his son's cell phone out of the storage box, and expertly entered the unlock code on the screen - all these years, his son's unlock code has always been Xiao Mo's father's birthday.

The same goes for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Mo thought for a while, and accidentally thought of Gu Yazi, so he paused and thought again: Well, I can't tell now——

Correction, at least it used to be.

The phone was successfully opened, and under Xiao Yan's deep and calm command, Xiao Mo found the software for receiving mailboxes step by step, clicked on it, and as expected, he saw the email that Gao Yang sent to Xiao Yan in the afternoon, in which there was nothing but the owner of Hallmaster Li's family. In addition to the members' information, there are also drinks lists of many venues——

"You see all these yourself?"

There are at least five or six venues that Xiao Mo entrusted to Xiao Yan to manage, and countless drinks are consumed every day, and Xiao Yan has to look at them one by one.Does he still have to sleep every day?

What's more, he is still studying, and I heard that college students will be very busy when they graduate...

The man's shocked gaze seemed to please his son, and he took one hand on the steering wheel and gently touched the man's cheek: "It's okay, I just look at it occasionally and check it randomly."

The cheek that was touched by his son's cold fingertips felt abnormally hot.

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes, and absently opened the email sent by Gao Yang. The information on it was more detailed, Hall Master Li and his three wives, and even the village where his ancestral home was... But Xiao Mo was not interested in this , so the man just glanced casually and continued to slide his fingers to scroll down.

When he saw the profile of Hall Master Li's daughter, the man's hand paused, and the hand holding the phone tightened subconsciously.

Looking at the young girl in the photo with a bright smile on her face, her facial features are carved out of the same mold as Hall Master Li's most beautiful second wife, but compared to her mother, she is much younger and may have a bright future. ...

It's a pity that he died like this.

Still dying.

Just thinking of this made Xiao Mo feel very uncomfortable.

"I originally wanted to introduce Hall Master Li's daughter to you." When he spoke, Xiao Mo found that his voice sounded dry.

Xiao Yan didn't look at the man. At this time, they had arrived at the apartment Xiao Yan bought. At this moment, the young master of the Xiao family seemed to be concentrating on dumping his luxury car into the garage——

When the car stopped, Xiao Yan turned off the engine, unfastened his seat belt, then turned around to look at Xiao Mo, and asked slowly in that extremely indifferent voice: "What do you want me to answer for you—" Good death'?"

Being stared at by the eldest son, the man kept his mouth shut.

Xiao Yan took the mobile phone from the man, flipped through it casually, stopped on a certain page of the information, and handed it back to the man: "Look at this."

The young master of the Xiao family said succinctly.

Xiao Mo took a look and found that the boy in the photo was extremely fair and beautiful, with single eyelids, a high nose bridge, and a narrow jaw. He looked about the same age as the Xiao family's twins, but his figure was not that tall—he was dressed in It's very fashionable, and at a glance, people who don't know it will probably think it's a photo of some celebrity.

Xiao Mo looked at it for a while, the phone in his hand was taken away, he raised his head, and looked at the eldest son's amber pupils with vague displeasure: "Looks good?"

Xiao Yan asked.

"It's quite delicate." The man replied, "It's not as good as you."

The man used "you" instead of "you and Xiao Yan".

This made Xiao Yan's expression slightly relaxed.

Silently stuffing the phone back into the windbreaker pocket, Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to open the car door for the man, and got out of the car with the man one after the other.

When the father and son returned home, Xiao Mo's sleepiness overwhelmed him and he became more energetic. After taking a bath, the man leaned against the bedside and looked through his son's text messages and call records openly. The call records were very clean. Mo wondered if this guy had the habit of deleting the call log after making a phone call, and secretly entered the text message inbox, and the man saw something wonderful——

He found a lot of unfamiliar numbers and sent them to say something like "Senior, I like you" "I am XXX from XX class XX, senior, I want to be friends with you" "Good night, senior"——

Xiao Mo watched with great interest.

And when he was watching, an unfamiliar number came in to say "Brother Yan, good night".

Xiao Mo looked at it, and found that it seemed to be Gu Yazi's cell phone - the first time the conversation with Xiao Yan started from this number was the New Year's Eve on the yacht...

Xiao Mo suddenly thought of Xiao Yan's appearance that night when he clarified "I don't know her" to himself very depressedly.

The man subconsciously curled the corners of his lips, lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily at the closed bathroom. Occasionally, he could see a tall figure projected onto the frosted glass door of the bathroom, and the figure was shaking.

The man watched for a while, then continued to lower his head and "violate" his son's privacy without guilt—all the conversations between Gu Yazi and Xiao Yan were about Xiao Yan, such as asking Xiao Yan what color he likes or what snacks he likes, Xiao Yan Yan's answer was either "um" or "oh", or simply answered "don't know".

Xiao Mo patiently comprehended the little girl's thoughts, and then he found that it was boring, and it was because he was old.

He directly deleted the text message of the second miss of the Gu family, and the man exited the text message interface. At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the bathroom door was opened from the inside.

The young master of the Xiao family glanced at his mobile phone which was held in his hand by the man, but he didn't say anything superfluous, he just said "Don't mess around" and went straight to blow his hair.

Xiao Mo didn't know if deleting someone's text messages was within the scope of "fucking", so the man shrugged and said that he was innocent.

After blowing his hair, Xiao Yan went to bed, and lay down next to the man—the eldest young master is very honest and quiet today, and I don't know if what happened downstairs about the son or daughter of Hall Master Li just now made him a little unhappy , went to bed on his own, he just threw out a "good night" in a relatively distant manner, then turned over and fell asleep with Xiao Mo on his back, and closed his eyes.

Xiao Mo was left on the sidelines, silent for a moment, and then began to pull his son's quilt as if he was dying - after shaking Xiao Yan for several minutes, the latter finally opened his eyes unbearably, turned over, and used the pair of amber The dark and beautiful eyes stared at the man silently.

Xiao Mo: "The one who hasn't slept for more than 30 hours is obviously me, what are you doing to act like you're sleepy!"

Xiao Yan stared at the man for a while, then opened his thin lips and said slowly, "I haven't slept either."

Xiao Mo looked down at his son inexplicably: "Why didn't you sleep?"

"Xiao Mo, do you want to find fault?" The young master of the Xiao family frowned at the man in displeasure, "How can I sleep when you are in the hands of the note?"

"..."

Xiao Mo wanted to say that if Xiao Yan changed his tone and stopped being so murderous, he might be so moved that he would cuddle with his son and enjoy the family affection.

It's just that the dissatisfaction of "wanting to beat you" in his son's eyes is serious now.

No matter what, Xiao Mo couldn't stand up.

The man was a little guilty, but after thinking for a while, he said weakly: "I just want to discuss with you the matter of Hall Master Li's son."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Well, now Xiao Mo is very sure that he has successfully pissed off his elder son—the future Patriarch of the Xiao family’s eyes can kill people, and when he gets angry, he will be able to use his eyes without saying a word like he is now. Can stare the crap out of people.

"I don't want to say how good-looking he is."

Xiao Mo saw that Xiao Yan's eyes softened slightly.

"I just want to say that Hall Master Li's son doesn't look very much like him...could it be the 'Neighbor Old Wang's Son' series?"

"..."

Xiao Yan was silent for a while, then sat up suddenly and grabbed the phone from the bed and entered the mailbox to look for a while... The young man's white and slender fingertips slid on the phone screen, and the screen switched back and forth between Hall Master Li and his son—— With the passage of time, the young master of the Xiao family frowned more and more tightly. Finally, as if he had seen enough, the young master of the Xiao family threw away the phone without saying a word, turned around and took the black-haired man who had been leaning on the bed Pressing it into the quilt, only squeezed out two words from between the teeth——

"sleep."

"……I am not sleepy."

"I'm sleepy."

"...you are sleepy."

"Sleep with me."

Xiao Mo closed his mouth helplessly, and at the same time, Xiao Yan leaned over, turned off the only reading light at the bedside that was on in the room, and grabbed back the man's sneaky hand that was about to reach for the phone and stuffed it into the quilt In the middle of the day, Xiao Yan showed his trump card: "I have a final exam tomorrow."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Yan: "Sleep or not?"

Xiao Mo: "Sleep."

The young master of the Xiao family closed his eyes again with satisfaction, but this time, he did not turn his back to Xiao Mo, but faced Xiao Mo, allowing his gradually calming breath to spray all over the man's white and slender neck between.

Xiao Mo opened his eyes and looked at his son's sleeping face. For some reason, he felt the tiredness on his eldest son's face in the darkness where he could hardly see anything.

And when the two of them are leaning together now, they feel unprecedented peace of mind.

The heart suddenly became soft.

The black-haired man raised his hand, gently brushing away the forehead hair that had fallen before Xiao Yan's eyes, and then he said in a voice almost whispering, "Tomorrow I will drive to school to pick you up myself."

"..."

Xiao Yan did not answer immediately.

It wasn't until the man thought his son had fallen asleep that he listened. The boy with half his face buried in the quilt let out an extremely low "um" from the depths of his voice.

……

the next day.

When Xiao Mo woke up at noon, he only saw the note left by his eldest son, which simply stated that the time when he finished the exam in the afternoon was 03:30. Take a shower and eat breakfast, then go out to deal with Xiao Qi and Gao Yang about the New Year's Eve party——

Xiao Mo doesn't like going out to sea, so there is no such thing as a private cruise ship under his name. The cruise ship used for the New Year's Eve was temporarily borrowed, and now it is difficult for people to borrow it out after death, so Xiao Mo has no choice but to act as a private cruise ship. The big guy spent a sum of money to buy the cruise ship.

Then it was transferred to Xiao Qi on the spot as a "year-end dividend".

At that time, the expression of the man in the suit looked a little exciting, which comforted the Patriarch of the Xiao family who had just spent a huge amount of unjustly money.

Hall Master Li's son has not been found yet, so when the man proposed to pick up Xiao Yan by himself from school, the expression on Xiao Qi's face seemed a little hesitant, as if he really wanted to prevent the man from going out alone——

"The murderer hasn't been found yet, Hall Master Li's son is also a member of the Dao, Mo Ye, it's better to be more careful these days."

"Why," the man glanced at the man in the suit, "are you afraid that his son will retaliate against me?"

Xiao Qi stopped talking, on the surface it seemed that he had acquiesced to the man's words.

Xiao Mo raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "The gate of the university is very lively, so you don't have to worry so much."

As the man said, he directly took the car key from Xiao Qi's hand in a half-grab gesture, with a dark face, pretending to be a god-defying driver, he sat down on the driver's seat——

It was a very ordinary car, not even an eye-catching brand, Xiao Qi chose to drive it today to pick up Xiao Mo's errands, probably because he really thought about keeping a "low profile" these few days.

Xiao Mo just felt baffled.

He didn't move people, so why would anyone want him to be more careful? Even if Hall Master Li's son has a little brain, he should know that someone else killed his father.

Xiao Mo seldom drives, he just has a barely qualified driver's license, which was forced by Xiao Yan to take the test last year, saying that he was afraid of any accidents and had to drive by himself, and he wouldn't be in trouble...

After getting the driver's license, Xiao Mo basically never drove it by himself.

So his driving skills are still relatively blunt. When he parked the black Honda directly at the gate of the university, the rear of the whole car was crooked—but the man didn't seem to care. He lowered the window and lay down lazily. Standing by the window while basking in the rare winter sun while carelessly puffing clouds and fog.

It was three fifteen in the afternoon.

Students who have handed in their papers in advance have come out of the campus one after another.

Because the man doesn't drive a good car, so very few people noticed him, the man narrowed his eyes slightly with the cigarette in his hand, and it's rare to enjoy the freedom of not being stared at everywhere at this moment...

It was already the last exam before the winter vacation at the end of the semester. Seeing the energetic college students laughing and laughing, each of them walked out of the campus like a cheerful bird, Xiao Mo was in a bad mood to buy a broken cruise ship with a hemorrhage at noon. better.

It's just that when he saw Gu Yazi, the man's smoking motion paused slightly - he didn't intend to see her on purpose, but the second young lady of the Gu family looked particularly eye-catching even among a group of girls -

To be precise, among a group of plainly dressed college students, a girl who is wearing a famous brand and carrying hundreds of thousands of Hermes in her hand suddenly pops up. It is difficult for you not to notice her.

Of course, this kind of girl who came out of the phoenix nest would not be interested in a dark Honda.

So she didn't seem to feel Xiao Mo's existence.

Moreover, as the daughter of a high-ranking official, this mother is not very vigilant. Although the black-haired man's eyes are not sharp, they have stopped on her from the first step she took when she stepped out of the school gate—— Xiao Mo looked at Gu Yazi looked at it very seriously, as if she was weighing how much her youngest son's girlfriend was worth.

The man took it seriously.

So serious that while complaining about the low vigilance of others, he completely forgot that his own vigilance was also shattered into slag in an instant at the same time.

It wasn't until someone opened the rear door of Xiao Mo's car and sat in, that the man was startled to realize that someone was approaching him——

But at this moment, it was too late to look back.

The man only knew that something protruded from the rear seat, leaning on the cover of the car door, and a cylindrical hard metal pressed against his waist - and at the same time, the person holding this thing also sat up slightly , leaning forward to approach the man's driver's seat...

His voice is low.

But it sounds young.

"Drive," he ordered without haste. At the same time, the thing on Xiao Mo's waist exerted a little force, as if threatening, "Follow the woman in front..."

"..."

Xiao Mo raised his head subconsciously, wanting to see who the so-called "that woman" was talking about, raised his eyelids, and the man saw the girl whose body and hair together were enough for an ordinary person to buy a house with a down payment— —

Gu Yazi.

"Drive forward, do you hear me?" The voice of the person sitting behind Xiao Mo was low and hoarse, "Someone will meet you when you get to the front."

"..."

The target of these people is Gu Yazi?

WHY?

Xiao Mo moved his lips and was about to say something, but before he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that the other party didn't seem to recognize who he was at all.

... It's fun to eat black and white.