King's return

Lin Yanxiu finally put on his clothes, got up from the bed with his waist, and moved out of the bedroom with the help of the wall, especially when going down the stairs, his two long legs were so weak that they trembled.

His complexion was a mixture of flushed moistness and resentful low pressure, and the aura of embarrassment was beyond words.

Milk is far away from him, looking around timidly, not daring to approach.

Seeing this watery milk cat, Lin Yanxiu was even more angry when he thought of the good deeds done by that unscrupulous owner.

When Rong Jian came out with the instant rice, he saw Boss Lin with a dark and handsome face, like a pregnant mother-to-be, with his belly up and rubbing his waist, probably because of a pain somewhere, and it was hard to sit down .

"Come here and have something to eat." Rong Jian looked at the other party with a smile and waved.

"Hmph, I can't eat it." Lin Yanxiu snorted heavily, turning his face away to show serious dissatisfaction.

"Meow!" Milk rushed over wagging his tail in an instant, Rong Jian carried it to the table, and picked out a few small pieces of fish to feed it.

So Boss Lin became even more upset.

Rong Jian suddenly raised his head and smiled at him: "You want me to feed you?"

"Who wants you to feed?!" Lin Yanxiu squirmed over angrily, and carefully sat on half of his buttocks.

The rice in front of me is fragrant and hot, and the dishes are also very delicious.

However, whether it is a frozen instant food or not, whether it tastes good or not is debatable.

Lin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, and said with a sneer, "You're so stupid, you can't even burn vegetables."

"Well, of course it's not as delicious as your cooking." Rong Jian said frankly, and picked up a chopstick of vegetables for him.

"Nonsense." Lin Yanxiu has always been proud of his craft - it should be said that he is very proud of himself in everything, of course, except for falling in love with a bastard with poor eyesight.

Seeing his proud expression, Rong Jian couldn't help reaching out and pressing the other person's head to rub his hair, and chuckled: "Well, you are very good."

Lin Yanxiu, who had just swallowed a mouthful of food, almost sprayed him in the face, slapped his paw off and said angrily, "I don't care for your compliments!"

Rong Jian was unconscious: "You're welcome."

"Go to hell!" == Convex

After eating two mouthfuls of rice, the light bulb on Rong Jian's forehead suddenly lit up, and he asked doubtfully, "You don't have to go to the company today?"

Lin Yanxiu's face turned red immediately, and he hesitated and said, "Today is off."

"Oh." Rong Jian nodded without asking.

Just as Lin Yanxiu breathed a sigh of relief, the man said again in an "I see" tone: "No wonder you were so intemperate this morning."

"Ahem——" The rice didn't come out, but it choked. Lin Yanxiu coughed for a while and managed to get over it, and roared angrily, "Who is not restrained?! Bastard! No wonder your sister! If it weren't for you I, I, forget it!"

If he had a needle and thread at hand, he would definitely sew that damn mouth up!

Lin Yanxiu thought angrily, trying to imagine the rice in the bowl as Rong Jian, eating and chewing hard!

Rong Jian didn't know why he suddenly ran away again, but Uncle Rong still graciously forgave the menopausal man.

"The refrigerator at home is going to be empty. I will go to the supermarket to buy something at night and come back."

Lin Yanxiu originally wanted to say that this kind of thing can be done part-time, but after thinking about it, Rong Jian probably doesn't want to be bored in the house all day long. You can tell by seeing how happy he was when he went to Yunnan last time.

"Okay." Lin Yanxiu made a final decision with the air of the head of the household.

He watched Rong Jian seem to be cheerfully packing up the dishes, floating between the kitchen and the dining room, and suddenly felt that the ordinary life at home with daily necessities was quite good.

Weta and WT don’t bother to think about the intriguing things. Going shopping, raising cats, occasionally having sex in a corner where no one is around, and sleeping together at night. Is there a more comfortable life than this kind of life?

——Well, except for the fact that my butt hurts a bit.

Lin Yanxiu was lying on the sofa, his eyes were glued to the busy Rong Jian, and he followed him back and forth.

The full-fledged milk jumped onto his back, pressed the plum blossom's small fleshy palms on his waist, and moved slightly obediently to massage him.

The afternoon sun came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warming the two of them, and the sofa sank softly, so comfortable that one just wanted to lie on it and roll around.

Boss Lin relaxed and stretched his body, almost wanting to groan.

The mobile phone lying quietly on the small table suddenly vibrated.

Lin Yanxiu lazily picked it up and glanced at it. It was a text message. When he saw the big word Zhang Xiaoqiang in the sender column, his eyelids twitched.

Things that had been deliberately forgotten all this time were forcibly brought out of his mind, Lin Yanxiu got up silently, with a cloudy expression on his face.

The milk, which lost its balance, gurgled and rolled down, and fell down at his feet like a ball of white tender hair. With a "meow", it stomped on the back of his feet angrily, but the other party ignored it at all.

"Hello, Rong Jian"

Hearing the call, Rong Jian put down what he was doing, turned to look at him: "Huh?"

"The attending physician I contacted for you has an appointment for tomorrow afternoon." Lin Yanxiu's voice was calm, without a trace of bitterness in his throat.

Rong Jian looked at him and nodded slightly.

Towards evening, Rong Jian squatted at the door and told Milk to take good care of the house. Milk squatted at the door, wagging his tail with a "meow", rolling his eyes, looking like a loyal dog guarding the house. Wrong delivery of cat tires, right?

Rong Jian complained silently in his heart, patted Milk on the head, and followed Lin Yanxiu out the door.

Milk is really a must-have pet for home and travel. It also serves as a mop towel, watchdog, masseuse, and occasionally acts as a weeder. Of course, the latter is just wishful thinking of Uncle Rong. Milk means that eating grass will cause indigestion. >_< Tsk, it seems that I need to buy more food for milk as a reward.

Rong Jian, who was pushing a shopping cart in the supermarket, thought about it as he walked, and picked up an extra box of Wangzai milk.

"I like to drink milk anyway."

Lin Yanxiu walked beside him, with his hands in his trouser pockets. He was tall and straight in a beige casual outfit. His handsome appearance attracted countless men and women who secretly watched him along the way.

It was the first time for the two of them to stroll around the supermarket together. Boss Lin found it very novel, especially when he saw Rong Jian frowning with two packages of things like a budget-conscious househusband, he was immediately amused.

"What are you looking at?"

Out of curiosity, Lin Yanxiu walked over and took a look, his eyes widened like brass bells in an instant: "What are you doing with women's sanitary napkins?"

Rong Jian said nonchalantly: "The billboard says this is very absorbent, buy it for bathing with milk."

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The girls passing by looked at them with special eyes, Lin Yanxiu's eyes twitched, and he quickly walked away with a twist of his head, muttering, "Don't tell others that I know you"

Rong Jian was puzzled, didn't he like this brand?

So he reached out and took another one from a higher place on the shelf, but he didn't expect that the whole shelf was crooked when he touched it, and all the rows of sanitary napkins on it fell out, almost drowning Rong Jian in the sea of ​​sanitary napkins under.

The big commotion here alarmed the surrounding customers, and Lin Yanxiu, who was blocked from the crowd, wiped his face fiercely—do they still have face?

Consciously doing something wrong, Rong Jian had no choice but to squat on the ground to help the salesman put the scattered things back to their original places one by one.

While he was busy, someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

Rong Jian turned his head and saw the young man standing behind him, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's you"

The man smiled indifferently, a little surprised: "Aren't you the gardener in Lin Yanxiu's mansion? Why are you still a salesperson here?"

This face made Rong Jian's memory very deep.

The gentleman who came to see Lin Yanxiu that day was called Shen Qin.

Lin Yanxiu, who just squeezed in from the crowd, looked at the two of them with narrowed eyes.

"I'm not a gardener, nor a salesperson." Rong Jian put away the last pack of sanitary napkins, and pushed the shopping cart to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Yanxiu walking towards him. He had slender legs and big strides, and he seemed a little anxious.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Shen Qin still spoke softly. He looked at the other party with a smile and stretched out his hand calmly. "I am Shen Qin, CEO of Weta Asia. It's the first time we meet, Mr. Lin."

"Shen Qin? Do you know me?" Lin Yanxiu hesitated for a moment, but politely reached out to shake his hand.

"On TV."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries, completely ignoring the shelves full of sanitary napkins and the ladies onlookers, as if this is not a supermarket, but a business conference room.

When they thought about it, they realized that Uncle Rong had already pushed the cart away without interest.

"If we're talking about business, let's talk about it another day." Lin Yanxiu felt uncomfortable being watched by a group of women.

Shen Qin nodded with a smile: "Alright, I will pay a visit sometime."

Lin Yanxiu said in a low voice: "Although you drove away Lu Tinggan, I will not be grateful to you. I hope we will not become enemies, otherwise I will not be polite." At the end, he took a deep look at the other party and turned around. then go.

Without saying a word, Shen Qin watched his back leave with the smile on his face still.

This big man in a suit and leather shoes, with a calm expression, stood under the sanitary napkin shelf for a quarter of an hour under the strange eyes of the ladies, until the housekeeper Lao Xu hurried to find him.

"Master, what you want." The old butler carefully pulled out a flat box from under the shopping cart full of messy things and gave it to him.

Shen Qin took it, and immediately showed an extremely rare, childlike surprise expression: "The ordinary version of the stand-alone BQ legend, great, I finally collected them all."

"Well, young master, hurry up and mix in that pile of things, and be careful that the chairman finds out and throws them away for you." Old Xu sighed in relief seeing him so happy.

For more than 20 years, he watched the young master of the Shen family grow up, and also watched how his innocent innocence faded away.

Under Chairman Shen's extremely strict urging at a young age, he learned to be a qualified heir to the family. He didn't have any playmates since he was a child, and even occasionally played games secretly behind Shen Luotian's back.

Shen Qin, who is in his teens, talks and acts like an uncle in his 30s, old-fashioned.

Even a smile is one of the "skills" rigidly trained by the etiquette teacher. Only when playing games can one feel a little bit of real joy and relaxation.

But Shen Luotian hated this, and threw away all these "nonsense" things with his own hands. Since then, the young master of the Shen family seldom smiled like that again.

The old butler saw it, what else could he do except sigh?

"Old Xu, I just saw the gardener and Lin Yanxiu I met in Lin's house last time, what a coincidence." Shen Qin was in a very good mood at the moment, and his tone of voice was much lighter .

"Oh? Boss Lin from OP Company?" The old butler asked in surprise, "How could he come here to shop in the supermarket with such an identity?"

Shen Qin smiled slightly: "Maybe they are also like us, there is a special reason."

The old housekeeper glanced around and thought silently, isn't this place selling sanitary napkins for a special reason? "Let's go back soon."

"Yes, sir."

The two left, while Rong Jian and Lin Yanxiu on the other side continued to wander.

"Hey!" Lin Yanxiu chased after him, dissatisfied, "Why are you running so fast?"

"I didn't run, but you were too slow." Rong Jian looked at the pile of things that looked like a hill, and there was no more to pile up, and said regretfully, "Oh, pay the bill."

How much more does this guy want to buy?Do you still want to move the entire supermarket home?Otaku also have a limit ah hey!

Lin Yanxiu looked at him speechlessly, unable to complain.

After paying the bill, Lin Yanxiu went to the underground parking lot to pick up the car, Rong Jian still pushed the shopping cart out, the messy goods were piled up high, almost higher than his line of sight - of course this is an exaggeration, it's just that It's a miracle that the cart is still balanced.

In this way, it is also a matter of course to accidentally bump into someone.

The shopping cart that encountered an obstacle suddenly shook, and the pyramid-shaped things scattered all over the ground.

"Feel sorry"

As soon as Shen Qin turned around and saw the person who bumped into him from behind, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then smiled: "Oh, why is it you again?"

Rong Jian, who was squatting on the ground to pick up things, looked up at the other party, wondering even more - is this guy a broom star?Why is it that nothing good happens when he sees him? Uncle Rong, who occasionally has a small belly, doesn't distinguish between black and white, so he labels him a "broom star".

Naturally, Shen Qin didn't know anything about it, and he kindly helped Rong Jian clean up the fallen items.

"You are neither a gardener nor a salesperson, are you a porter?"

Rong Jian looked at him expressionlessly: "Can your imagination be richer?"

Shen Qin handed him the last thing - a mouse pad with a BQ human pattern printed on it.

"Hey, you can play this too?"

Rong Jian took it and put it away, and said flatly: "The guy who eats."

Shen Qin raised his eyebrows: "Professional gamer?"

"Ah."

Shen Qin looked him up and down, and said with interest: "Tomorrow night, there will be a player party in a high-end club, and no membership is allowed. If you are interested, I can take you in."

Rong Jian was taken aback: "Party? I haven't heard Lin Yanxiu say that"

"Oh, it seems that you are a player of the OP's club?" Shen Qin said with a smile, "This party is an internal party held by our Weta company. Boss Lin doesn't know it's normal, but it covers Weta's entire Asia. Most of the top players in the top clubs, even if they want to see them, they can’t see them at ordinary times.”

Hearing what he said, Rong Jian's heart was moved immediately, he lowered his head and thought for a while: "Since it's an internal party, why did you let me go?"

"Heh, even though that's the case, anyway, it's just for everyone to discuss and have fun together, and it's not a commercial secret. Besides, Weta and the OP will cooperate soon. I also want to know the game level of the OP players."

After a slight pause, the smile on Shen Qin's face suddenly became a little childish, and there were two slits at the end of his eyes: "Actually, what I just said is not a reason, I just think you are very interesting, and I also have a friend who is just like you." Human mouse pad."

Rong Jian stared at him for a long time, reluctantly accepting this almost child's play reason: "Okay, I'll go."

"You take this business card, there is an address on it." Shen Qinsai gave him a thin piece of paper.

Not far away, the old butler drove over and turned on the headlights at him.

"I'll take a step first, see you tomorrow night." Shen Qin waved to him, and then walked away.

Rong Jian stuffed the business card into his pocket, and continued to drag himself out.

Until the black Rolls Royce disappeared at the end of the street, Rong Jian frowned and said to himself: "I don't seem to have told him my name yet."

It was hard to get out of the parking lot.

"Why are you so slow?" Lin Yanxiu had already circled the car a few times anxiously, always seeing Rong Jian slowly wriggling in front of him as if pushing an old-fashioned car.

Rong Jian wanted to tell him what happened just now, but then thought of Shen Qin's words, but in the end he hesitated to speak.

"Come home, the milk is going to be hungry."

Lin Yanxiu started the car, and said coolly, "You are really his father."

"Eh?" Rong Jian looked at him in surprise, and defended himself innocently, "I've only had sex with you before."

The car jerked violently and almost hit a utility pole.

"Damn! Who, who is going to have sex with you - make love to your sister! Bastard!"

"Are you sick because your face is so red?"

"You have the disease!"

"I forgot to buy vitamin B tablets just now."

"Why buy that?"

"It is said to be good for menopause."

"—I will bite you to death!"

The originally stable body suddenly swayed violently.

"Pay attention to traffic safety."

"You shut up and we'll get home safely!"

The two who had gone through 81, [-] and [-] finally entered the house. It is a miracle that no arms or legs are missing.

At night, Rong Jian nestled into the room to play games as usual.

Lin Yanxiu in the study focused on a piece of information in his hand - Zhang Lang asked him to prepare a biography about Rong Jian's life experience from birth to the present.

This was the first time he investigated Rong Jian's past in detail, but the result made him frown.

Even if the power of the family is not used, Lin Yanxiu already controls a lot of power. It stands to reason that it would be easier to check the affairs of an ordinary person.

But I didn't expect that about Rong Jian's past, there was a lot of blank space, only a few short paragraphs that were so vague.

"How could this be?" Lin Yanxiu concealed his curls, his brows were tightly knit, and he slowly extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.

"The biological parents are unknown, the adoptive mother does not even have a name, and there is no adoptive father"

"Who would it be? Erase that guy's past"

Lin Yanxiu, who was at a loss, suddenly remembered what Zhang Lang had said - "It's been a long time since he recovered his memory, it's probably because he didn't want to recall it subconsciously!"