The daydream of a salted fish stand-in

The arrival of the relatives of the Zhuo family made the originally quiet villa lively. Although Zhuo Yangbing had warned him, it was impossible for Yan Suiyuan to hide in the room all the time, which was too rude.

There are still many things in the company that Zhuo Yangbing needs to handle personally. It is impossible for him to ask for leave just because someone from home is here, so he can only send a message to Yan Suiyuan while working, telling him that if he is unhappy, he can go out to relax, and there is no need to accompany him. looking at those guys.

Yan Suiyuan politely said that it's okay, he doesn't have too much burden.

Just as he put down the phone, Mrs. Zhuo greeted him with a smile to come over to eat some fruit, Yan Suiyuan sighed deeply in her heart.It seems that the elders all over the world are the same, they always like to force feed the younger generation, as if he is not pleasing to the eye if he is not a few dozen catties.

"Auntie, I really can't eat anymore." Yan Suiyuan had a headache. He hadn't stopped talking since he woke up in the morning. From milk, bread, egg sausage, to fruit salad biscuits, he was so overwhelmed that he couldn't think clearly.

Mrs. Zhuo looked worried, looking left and right, she was not satisfied with Yan Suiyuan's thin and slender appearance: "I heard Aunt Zhang said that you have a poor appetite, how can a boy eat such a small amount?"

"It's not too little." Yan Suiyuan coughed lightly, "Not every man has a good appetite like Mr. Zhuo, and Mr. Zhuo is physically strong, so he can maintain his strength by eating more."

Mrs. Zhuo frowned uncontrollably, "Why are you still called 'Mr. Zhuo' now? It's too outlandish."

Yan Suiyuan: "..."

Because they are not real.

Mrs. Zhuo saw that he was embarrassed, so she didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and explained with a smile: "Don't think too much, I just think that since we all live together, no matter what the reason is, you always have a good impression of our Yangyang ,Yes or no?"

This should be true, Yan Suiyuan nodded subconsciously, who doesn't like a handsome, wealthy, kind and considerate gold master like Zhuo Yangbing?

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Mrs. Zhuo smiled, and the worry in her heart disappeared.She is someone who has experienced it, and she can see that her son may be serious this time, but she also noticed that it seems that only his son is hot right now. Yan Suiyuan is young, but his personality is unexpectedly stable, which makes it even more difficult to be moved. Maybe his son You will suffer a loss and stumble.

But seeing his attitude is not completely useless, as a mother who wholeheartedly hopes that her son will have a good home, she is full of joy.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Zhuo's collection of wedding planning activities for many years has finally come into play. When Yueyan got married, she failed to win over her in-laws to get the right to host. This time it was her son's turn. manage!

At this time, the little cousin came over with a large stack of photo albums, "I found the photos of Xiaopang before upstairs. Auntie, you can show Yuanyuan and tell him about the kid's past. Maybe Yuanyuan really wants to see it." listen."

"Oh, I forgot about it." Mrs. Zhuo smiled and boasted, "It's still Shiyi who is thoughtful."

Yan Suiyuan was also a little curious about Zhuo Yangbing's past, so he followed Mrs. Zhuo, his little cousin and other relatives to open the piles of photo albums, which were full of records of a boy from infancy to adulthood.

No wonder the other relatives of the Zhuo family called him "Zhuo Xiaopang". It turned out that Zhuo Yangbing was really fat when he was a child, and he was milky and white. Both his hands and face were fleshy and round. Standing there Like a ball of buns, soft and cute.

Yan Suiyuan couldn't connect those milky little meat balls in the photo with the cool and handsome boss now, except for the faint brows and eyes, he could still see some similarities, everything else had changed.

Mrs. Zhuo flipped through these photos, and a lot of past memories were brought back. She caressed the images of the children in those albums, and said softly: "Yangyang was very cute when he was young, and he would laugh at everyone. Acting like a baby in her arms, her baby voice is so tender that it hurts."

"Who knows that when I grow up, I will be awkward and refuse to say anything, which makes people worry."

"Ugh."

Yan Suiyuan looked at all the little fat guys holding toys or snacks in those photo albums, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but keep rising. He seemed to be able to imagine Zhuo Yangbing's silly and soft and cute appearance when he was a child. It's a miraculous thing that can make such a fat guy grow into the cool guy he is now.

The little cousin suddenly pointed to one of the photos and said, "I remember this one!"

Yan Suiyuan followed her fingers to look over, it was a photo of Zhuo Yangbing wearing a kindergarten school uniform, although he was still fat at that time, but he could vaguely see a handsome outline, in the photo he was frowning. Looking at something patiently, that look is a bit similar to now.

"It seems to be when we were in middle school." The little cousin recalled, "I was three months older than him, and we basically went to school together when we were young."

Yan Suiyuan listened carefully to her talking about the past.

To say that some people's emotional intelligence may be born.Zhuo Yangbing, for example, could see Zhu Gusheng's character when he was a child. Many children are almost visual animals. They like good-looking people or animals very much, and they hardly care about that person's temper.

Although Zhuo Yangbing is fat, he can't hide his good genes, and there are many little girls who like him in the kindergarten.Generally, girls' emotional cognition develops earlier than boys, so they are willing to play with Zhuo Yangbing, the most beautiful in the whole kindergarten. Every time it comes to rehearsal and performance, everyone is vying to be his dance partner.

It's a pity that in the eyes of Zhuo Yangbing when he was a child, all the beautiful and lovely girls are not as exciting as a plate of small cakes.

So, in the kindergarten, he often sent out questions such as "Is your cake sweet? Bring it." or "Go away, you affect my meal", or "If you share half of your biscuits with me, I will think about it as a dance partner." Such suffocating straight male speech.

Yan Suiyuan listened dumbfoundingly to his little cousin talking about his bad things in the past, thinking that Mr. Zhuo's enthusiasm for cooking began at that time, no wonder he hadn't found a date for so many years, his emotional intelligence is indeed touching.

"It's funny, isn't it?" The little cousin looked at him with a smile, "Because of his virtue, every year we privately guess whether he will really be an annoying single dog all his life."

Yan Suiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled along with her: "No, he is such a good person, he will definitely not be single forever."

"Really..." The little cousin was meaningful, as if implying something.

Realizing something, Yan Suiyuan immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.

The more you turn back the album, the more you can see the shadow that overlaps with the current Zhuo Yangbing. The little fat man has gradually grown into a tall and handsome boy. Although his face also has a cold and cool expression, compared with the present There is still an extra childishness of a boy.

"At that time, he really liked to follow Xiang Jiayu." The little cousin sighed, "Speaking of Xiang Jiayu, how can a good person..."

This was the first time Yan Suiyuan heard this name from Zhuo's family. Although there was no hint, he still keenly guessed that this should be that Bai Yueguang, also the so-called "righteous master".

He was very curious about this Bai Yueguang who made his family's benefactor never forget, so he asked carefully: "Is he a good friend of Mr. Zhuo?"

The little cousin was a little embarrassed for a while: "How can I describe it to you..."

"The relationship between them is really very good. Zhuo Xiaopang met him in the fourth grade of elementary school, and Xiang Jiayu was a senior in high school at that time. The difference between the two is seven years old. It is reasonable to say that they can't play together, but Once Xiaopang was bullied by a group of gangsters at school, and Xiang Jiayu passed by to help, and since then Xiaopang has liked to hang out with Xiang Jiayu."

"Let me tell you that Xiang Jiayu is also very pitiful. I heard that he fell in love with a foreigner. Unfortunately, he died unexpectedly after two years of dating. I heard that the two of them were already planning to get married."

Yan Suiyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he asked again: "Then where is he now?"

"Let's go abroad." The little cousin regretted softly, "It was quite a sensation at the time. Xiang Jiayu Mingming had already got the offer from the design company he dreamed of, but he suddenly left without hesitation. No one understood what he was thinking. .”

"Little Fatty didn't recover for a long time because of his refusal to tell me. We don't know the Xiang family very well, and we don't have any business contacts, so we have no way to understand what happened back then."

Yan Suiyuan looked down at the handsome young man in the photo who was still in high spirits, and suddenly felt sad.

He always thought that for someone as good as Zhuo Yangbing, the Bai Yueguang he liked must also be perfect, and that Bai Yueguang might one day figure it out and return to him, and they could still have a good ending.But judging from what the little cousin said, I'm afraid that this Bai Yueguang never liked Zhuo Yangbing from the beginning to the end, and his sincerity will be in vain.

Moreover, if Xiang Jiayu didn't like him all the time, or never came back at all, then... what about Zhuo Yangbing?

Yan Suiyuan felt sorry for him at that moment.

The little cousin noticed his sudden depression, thought he had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "Don't think too much, they are brothers, not what you think!"

Yan Suiyuan nodded.

Socialist fraternity is generally emotional, and he fully understands it.

Everyone was talking and chatting in the living room, and before we knew it, it was afternoon, Mrs. Zhuo went back to her room to take a nap, and other relatives also went to rest.Yan Suiyuan helped Aunt Zhang clean up the kitchen, checked the time and planned to go to bed too, but when he stepped up the stairs, he found someone around the corner.

President Zhuo folded his arms and leaned on the handrail of the stairs, as if he was here specially waiting for him.He raised his head, stared at him for a while with those indifferent eyes that were exactly the same as Zhuo Yangbing, and then said: "I have something to talk to you."

His voice was deeper than that of Zhuo Yangbing, Yan Suiyuan anxiously followed him and sat down in the restaurant, wondering what this President Zhuo, who had barely spoken to him, wanted to talk to him about.

I heard that he is the current ruler of the Zhuo family, so he must be very dignified. Yan Suiyuan will inevitably feel a lot of pressure when he sees him.

President Zhuo sat at the table for a while, and after a long silence, he asked him again: "How long have you known my son?"

"More than a month." Yan Suiyuan probably had the final say, and replied sincerely.

President Zhuo snorted softly, "It's only been more than a month, and you can make him recognize you with determination?"

"I... I don't know." Yan Suiyuan couldn't figure out what he wanted to do, so he could only answer vaguely.

President Zhuo's expression was inexplicable, and with some pressure that made it hard to look directly at, he said coldly: "I'll give you 500 million and leave my son."

Yan Suiyuan: "..."

I will do this plot!

Although it shouldn't be, Yan Suiyuan suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, he actually had a feeling of "it really came", and he was even very relaxed.

He began to think about how to answer himself better. To be honest, 500 million is quite tempting, but he has already signed a contract with the sponsor, and he is so kind to himself. Dazed eyes.

"Uncle, I..." Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Zhuo's voice suddenly came from upstairs.

"Zhuo Chenshan!" Her voice sounded full of overwhelming anger, as if she was going to burn President Zhuo to ashes in the next second.

President Zhuo was taken aback. His cold appearance just now collapsed in an instant. The 50-year-old middle-aged man actually showed a trace of panic, "Ma'am, I... just want to try him, you misunderstood."

Mrs. Zhuo sneered, "Try it?"

It's not easy for your son to hope to get out of the singles. It's fine if you don't work hard, but you still want to give it a try? ? ?

She was so angry with this man that she lost her mind, and said blankly: "You and your son are both of the same virtue! Both of you rented your brains, right?"

President Zhuo felt wronged, he just thought that other people's fathers were majestic and could put on airs to scare the younger generation at any time, but he didn't have this opportunity, the daughters and sons at home, including the divorced ex-son-in-law, whoever was taken out would be worse than him , he doesn't have the face of being a father at all, and he is always lost when he hangs out with old friends.

This time, a cute and well-behaved man came to the family, and he also wanted to show off the patriarch of the feudal family and enjoy the wonderful feeling of being held by others.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered by the wife before it was spread out.

Seeing his wife leave angrily, President Zhuo looked back at Yan Suiyuan, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Don't tell my son."

"Ah... yes." Yan Suiyuan nodded obediently.

President Zhuo was a little satisfied, then took out a card and stuffed it into his hand, and said domineeringly: "Forget that you passed the test, use it to buy delicious food."

After speaking, he hurriedly turned around and went upstairs, probably to coax his wife.

Yan Suiyuan stood downstairs in a daze for a long, long time, unable to recover with his bank card.

He finally understands why the gold master always gives him a silly feeling sometimes. It turns out that he followed President Zhuo, and the father and son are in the same line.

I really don't blame him.