captive hacker god

In the afternoon, Uncle Lin happily prepared exquisite refreshments. He was happier than anyone else when he thought that the relationship between the two brothers had improved overnight. He even began to hope that the mansion would be lively every day in the future. Just like when the master and wife were still alive. ──By the way, the two cannot be compared!

Uncle Lin is a person who pursues elegance and taste very much. Even though he is old, it is still very labor-intensive for him to prepare refreshments. Just as he was fighting with the dough, the doorbell rang.

Uncle Lin had no choice but to put down the delicate work at hand, wiped his hands and walked towards the door.

Even though this mansion occupies a large area, Li Chengtian is a person with a strong sense of domain. He really doesn't like strangers walking around at home. Apart from Li Chengtian, only Uncle Lin really lives in this family, and Owen lives alone outside. , the helper comes to clean and take care of the old man on a regular basis every day and share the work of the elderly.

Opening the door, Ling Feiyan stood in front of it.

Seeing Uncle Lin nodding his head, he said straight to the point, "Hi, I'm looking for Owen."

Uncle Lin was not happy because this person might disturb the relationship between the brothers.

Ling Feiyan was very good at reading people's faces. Seeing the old man's eyes downcast and unfriendly, he said again: "Owen couldn't get through to the phone, and he didn't see anyone yesterday. I was very worried, so I interrupted."

Uncle Lin nodded, and reluctantly backed away to let him in.

"Come in and have a meeting. The second young master is resting, and he probably won't see any visitors."

Ling Feiyan didn't care whether he was polite or not, he was a little anxious and asked, "Is Owen sick?"

Uncle Lin saw that this person was not cheating, and seeing that he felt pleasing to the eye, he smiled and said, "No, Second Young Master drank too much yesterday, so he'll feel refreshed after more sleep."

Ling Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and in a blink of an eye, he wanted to see Owen again, so he stood still and didn't speak.

Uncle Lin looked at him and noticed that he was holding a finely packaged box with pure platinum paper, and said with a smile, "Oh, you brought something, leave it to me."

As soon as Ling Feiyan mentioned it, he handed the box over, frowned and said, "I didn't bring this, I picked it up by the door."

Uncle Lin flipped through the box and said, "There is no stamp and no addressee, who is this for?"

Ling Feiyan shook his head, expressing that he was also ignorant.

Just when Uncle Lin was debating whether to open it, there was a slight sound from upstairs.

Ling Feiyan's ears twitched, as if sensing something, he looked up and saw Owen's figure, his eyes lit up, "Owen, you're up."

Owen changed his clothes, he looked as elegant as ever, his face was a little rosy, Ling Feiyan finally felt relieved after looking around, Uncle Lin decided to give them space to talk slowly, went back to the kitchen and made two cups of tea and put it down The teacup went back to the kitchen to continue the duel with the dough.

Ling Feiyan looked at Owen's profile, thought for a while and decided to speak, "Owen, I won't leave you next time."

Owen blinked puzzled.

Ling Feiyan pursed his lips, as if he was reluctantly remembering something, his face turned down, "The next time that man with short eyes let me see him, I will definitely beat him into a vegetative state!"

Owen realized now, amused by his words, raised his eyebrows and said, "There are still people who are in a vegetative state to take care of him."

Ling Feiyan listened and was also happy, "What else?"

Owen shook his head and said, "Let's charge him with some crimes, and then let Sima torment him."

Ling Feiyan agrees very much that being entangled by the police is more troublesome than a gangster, thinking that Owen probably didn't take it to heart.

When I left yesterday, I couldn’t find Owen anywhere. Later, I heard Yu Wen asked and came back and said——There is a rich second generation who is short-sighted and wants to sneak into Owen. If you want to buy Song’s shares, let them go quickly. It will be worthless after a long time.

He didn't hear the second half of the sentence at all, but the first half was enough to make him angry.

He was so annoyed that he wanted to tear people into pieces, and the worst thing was himself. He decided that next time, even if it was related to work, he would never leave Owen!Owen looks so attractive, if you don't take good care of him, there are many people in the world who don't have eyes...

Thinking about it, Ling Feiyan heard Owen ask, "What is this?"

After recovering, he followed Owen's eyes and saw that it was the box. He shook his head and said, "I found it in front of the door."

Owen picked up the box, looked it over carefully, and then put it back. He turned his head and put the notebook on his lap, and opened it to do homework in his free time.

Ling Feiyan watched quietly for a while, and saw that Owen's hands seemed to be casted by magic. His hands kept dancing. The slender fingers were not heavy, and they fell gently like feathers. He couldn't help but look a little distracted .

Looking at it, he remembered something, and asked, "Owen, what are you up to?"

Owen glanced at him, feeling a little strange. This was the first time this person asked this question, and after thinking about it, he answered, "Look for some information."

Of course, this is a relatively euphemistic way of saying it. After all, even if you are a hacker who is doing well on the Internet, you don’t need to keep showing off to others like a child. Low-key is an alternative style.

Ling Feiyan thought of the deal Sima Yan had said, and felt like a thorn in his heart, frowning and looking unhappy.

He is very heartwarming and moved by Owen's dedication, but he doesn't like the feeling of not being able to repay.

He is too crazy, and there are only a handful of people who are kind to him. He keeps it in his heart. Owen is the first one who has been sincerely kind to him since he entered the entertainment industry, so he has to be very kind to Owen to repay the other party. He I think so.

Right now, apart from working hard to get the maximum benefit and taking advantage of the opportunity created by Irving to become a superstar as soon as possible, he has not been able to think of other ways.

He was silent for a long time, in exchange for Owen's glance, and in a blink of an eye, he said casually, "This is so interesting!"

Although Ling Feiyan was thinking about something, he had been secretly paying attention to him, and after hearing what he said, he answered, "What?"

Owen beckoned him to go, and Ling Feiyan moved closer to him, looking at the screen in surprise—"Owen, why are you looking at these things all the time!"

Once again, they shared pornographic photos, only this time the object was no longer a man and a woman, but a man and a man. The protagonist was Mr. Song who was so arrogant yesterday that Owen hated him.

Owen glared at Ling Feiyan, curled his lips, and said, "It's not my favorite."

"You don't like it! Then don't look at it! It hurts your eyes..." Ling Feiyan, who was an activist, covered his eyes with his hands. Out of three words ─ ─ heavy taste.

Owen grabbed his hand, quite helplessly, "Idiot! It's not that I want to think about it, the reporter wants to see it!"

Ling Feiyan paused, hesitantly but knowingly said, "You mean...send these to those annoying paparazzi."

Owen narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded with a smile, "Of course, every existence must have a reason, no, those people can also work."

Ling Feiyan saw him smiling like a stealthy cat, and his heart was filled with joy. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub the soft fur, and said softly, "You're so smart."

Owen accepted.

Putting his hands on top of his head, feeling the soft touch between his fingers, he suddenly thought of a question, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Did the servant get these, or you..."

Owen looked at him, felt his hesitation, and said frankly after a while: "Of course it's me."

"..." Ling Feiyan was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much, thinking that Owen was really not just playing with the computer, thinking that he hooked Owen and grinned, "Owen, I found that you are not only very smart, but also very smart. capable."

Owen smiled lightly. It always feels good to be praised, but the reason for his laughter was because of Ling Feiyan's straight-line thinking.

He didn't even think about it at all, and just said that he was capable. If it were someone like Li Chengtian or Sima Yan, they would definitely not only come to this conclusion after hearing it.

……

"What are your hands doing?" Suddenly, Li Chengtian's cold and silky voice sounded from behind them.

Owen was taken aback, and quickly switched the screen with his left hand to return to the normal mode again. Then he turned around and found Li Chengtian standing behind the sofa with a sullen face, which seemed to be the reason why he just got up. Inexplicably... the temperature suddenly dropped a few points.

Ling Feiyan turned his head and looked at Li Chengtian who was frowning and staring at him. In his eyes, this man did not look like a mortal man. Now he was obviously looking at his hand holding Owen, thinking that Owen was always complaining. Her older brother is actually... a brother-in-law?

──For some reason, this thought flashed by, and with this handsome man with a statue-like expression in front of him, Ling Feiyan could only feel his hair stand on end.

It is very simple to classify people in Ling Feiyan, one is pleasing to the eye, and the other is not pleasing to the eye.And these two brothers are not in these two types, and they have become the third type by themselves.

In Ling Feiyan's eyes, Owen is a cute and noble pure-blood cat; Li Chengtian is not an ordinary person. ──Even if this statement seems ridiculous, I believe that many people feel that Lee Seung Tian is too perfect to be human.

"Why don't you continue to sleep?" Owen looked a little displeased.

Owen's tone of voice was not good, but Li Chengtian felt a little happy for no reason. The temperature warmed up a little. He looked deeply at his younger brother, ignored Ling Feiyan's existence again, pulled Owen up and said, "Uncle Lin is ready for tea." , what are you doing?"

Owen moved his eyes and stopped talking, "..."

Seeing this, Ling Feiyan, who was ignored repeatedly, took the notebook quickly with sharp eyesight.

Owen stared and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his notebook was fine. He looked at Ling Feiyan, then at his brother who was staring blankly at him, and finally decided... "Let's go to the dining room."

Li Chengtian pulled Owen to lift his foot silently, as if he was determined to ignore Ling Feiyan. He didn't even issue a eviction order or greet him, and Ling Feiyan followed with disapproval.

Uncle Lin prepared good Darjeeling black tea for them, together with a few plates of exquisitely made and delicious snacks. There are few other noises in the matter.

Li Chengtian looked at them silently and didn't intend to interrupt, his eyes fell on Owen deeply, and he said after a while: "Owen."

"?" Owen looked back and asked silently.

His eyes darkened, Li Chengtian glanced at Ling Feiyan with the end of his eyes, turned to Owen, and asked, "What were you looking at just now?"

Owen was taken aback, thinking he thought he hadn't seen it, did he see it?

Seeing this, Li Chengtian frowned slightly, and looked at Ling Feiyan with displeasure, "Listen, I hope my younger brother won't be exposed to those dubious things all day because of you, understand? ?”

Ling Feiyan wasn't angry either. After looking at Owen, he said, "I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Li."

Owen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and blinked gratefully at Ling Feiyan, who was at the top of the list—fortunately, he didn't explain who those photos were about, otherwise Li Chengtian's head would definitely be suspicious.

Ling Feiyan was stunned by his cute blinking action, and thought that if he came a few more times, Owen could let me hug and ravage him fiercely, and it would not be a problem to be misunderstood hundreds of times!

Displeasure flashed across Li Chengtian's eyes. Obviously, the interaction between the two was closer than he imagined, and he didn't like Ling Feiyan, a disobedient and troublesome artist. A tool for making money, neither of them is suitable to be close to his brother, but he didn't say it, because Owen wouldn't like to hear it.

At this time, Uncle Lin brought the newly brewed teapot along with the newspaper and the box, and Owen couldn't help asking, "Uncle Lin, who is this for?"

Uncle Lin showed hesitation, shook his head and said: "I don't know, it should be for the young master." This is the most direct idea, after all, the young master does not live in the mansion all the time.

Li Chengtian only glanced at it, then put it aside, picked up the newspaper habitually wanting to know, suddenly he was slightly startled.

I saw the headline in today’s newspaper was——“The only son of Song’s enterprise was found lying in the hotel in the early hours of last night. He suffered multiple stab wounds and his head was missing. The police said that they have not found it for the time being. It is believed that the deceased died of excessive blood loss.” ..."

──The person who all three people present wanted to teach a lesson died overnight! ?