The richest man's boyfriend lives in a history textbook

Whenever thinking about the situation in the dream, Eisley always has a headache.

Compared with the predicament in front of him, what occupies most of his mood is unspeakable shame.

He clutched his throbbing head.

If it weren't for the rush to coax the child, he would have found a crack in the ground to drill himself into it.

In the afternoon, Eisley went to the training ground. In the past, Xing Yuan would hold back when he saw him coming, but now the child looked at him with fear in his eyes.

The other party relied on the daylight to "can't see" him, so whenever he appeared in the child's field of vision, the child would always slip away silently and hide.

Ashley: ...

The stupid things he did in the dream flooded into his mind, making him even more ashamed.

At night, fall asleep again.

Xingyuan found that Aisley no longer deliberately made things difficult for him and bullied him as before.

Joy welled up in his heart, could it be that the adult finally realized his conscience and knew that what he did was wrong?

Aisley looked at the child's probing eyes, his expression was quite unnatural.

He sat down on a nearby chair, and pressed his upper body against the back of the chair with no effort left.

Complicated emotions filled his mind, and Eisley really wanted to hide this matter, pretending that this was a child's dream, and the person in the dream had nothing to do with him.

but……

Aisley's palms loosened, there were too many things pressing between the two of them, everything was intertwined, and it affected the whole body.

Some things will be known to the other party sooner or later, it is better to catch up with the day and explain these things thoroughly.

However, Aisley pulled out a weed and stuck it in his mouth.

This speech also has to be skillful, and he has to find a way to make the stupid things he does insignificant.

After investigating that the accounts were related to Jian Shiyi, Xingyuan and Zhang Xin began to collect evidence.

They ran to an old shop under Xingchen Crafts, and Xingyuan called the manager out to make a routine.

Xingyuan's ability to disguise is top-notch. On the surface, he is simple and pure, but in his heart he is calculating all kinds of results.

Gradually, Xingyuan confirmed the result, the matter was really caused by Jian Shiyi.

In order to make the other party defenseless, Xing Yuan deliberately left evidence.

As soon as they went out, Xingyuan and Zhang Xin parted ways.

He specifically found a corner where there was no one around, activated his brain, and prepared to contact his father.

A light screen appeared in the air, flickering with flower shadows. Seeing that the screen was getting brighter and brighter, Xing Yuan hurriedly prepared to say hello, but in the next second his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Xingyuan woke up again, the surroundings were pitch black, and the surroundings were silent.

Although he stretched his fists and feet and couldn't reach the end, the feeling of narrowness and suffocation still haunted his heart.

Xingyuan guessed that he should have been kidnapped.

With the rapid development of technology, the props for kidnapping are also varied.

He should be trapped in something similar to a small box.

The dark environment made him feel panic and helpless.

Xingyuan couldn't eat, and hunger made him curl up in a corner clutching his stomach.

He was worried that the kidnappers would forget him and eventually die in this uninhabited land.

Maybe a century, maybe a second.

Xingyuan suddenly became conscious, but his eyes were still dark.

He felt someone tug on his arm and roughly lock him up.

He felt someone close to his ear, and the malevolent voice of an adult man sounded in his ear.

"Young master, why are you so smart? Isn't it just a small account and you still keep it so clear? Wouldn't it be good to just be a living bag?"

As soon as the man spoke, Xing Yuan guessed his identity.

"You are... Jian Shiyi?!"

Jian Shiyi sneered, he pressed the knife against Xingyuan's chin, Xingyuan felt a chill.

Luckily it's the face of the knife, not the tip.

Jian Shiyi raised the knife, and Xingyuan's chin followed suit.

It was clearly a crisis environment, but Xingyuan's mind became clearer and calmer.

"If you kill me, my family will hunt you down to the ends of the earth..." As soon as he finished speaking, his head trembled, and his whole body became motionless.

Jian Shiyi snorted, and his tone became more and more unfriendly, "Young master is very spoiled, you must know that sometimes you make people anxious, but you don't care about the consequences."

Xingyuan was silent for a long time, then he suddenly said: "Uncle Jian, how many years have you worked for my father?"

Jian Shiyi's heart "thumped", obviously the child didn't say anything, but he was inexplicably guilty.

He threw the knife aside, reached out and grabbed Xingyuan's neck.

Xingyuan paused for a few seconds, then struggled frantically, "Don't pinch me, let me go! Cough..."

His throat was choked and his voice was small, but he still shouted hard.

Seeing that Xingyuan was about to be suffocated, Jian Shiyi finally put his hand down.

Before he could scare Xingyuan again, Xingyuan suddenly trembled, crying and shrinking.

"I beg you to let me go, I will give you whatever you want. As long as you don't hurt me, we will cancel it, and I will not pursue the matter of the account anymore..."

Xingyuan's reflection is very normal and common among the kidnapped rich second generation, but Jian Shiyi has a strong sense of disobedience.

He always felt that this kid was just pretending.

Before he started to torture him, the child was obedient and obedient, almost giving him whatever he wanted.

As long as he doesn't do it.

Suddenly, the door was broken open, and a group of strong bodyguards in black rushed in.Jian Shiyi was pressed hard to the ground, and his face hit the ground hard, and mature and wanton voices rang out in the room.

"Jian Shiyi, you are quite courageous." So far, there is nothing to say.

Jian Shiyi felt cold in his heart, before he could say anything, he was dragged out by the bodyguards.

Xingyuan was relieved of visual interference, his eyes were dazzlingly bright at first, a big warm hand covered his eyes, and also pressed Xingyuan's eyelashes.

There was still light shining between the fingers, and after that hand was removed, the white formal suit occupied Xingyuan's field of vision.

A familiar smell lingered in his nostrils, and Xingyuan's eyes flashed surprise. He looked up at that handsome face, and shouted excitedly: "Dad!"

His head was touched, and his fluffy hair was slowly smoothed out.

The man said: "Come on, I really don't worry about being torn apart one day."

After all, the man looked down at him, "I'm getting fat, but I know how to eat well recently."

Xingyuan smiled happily, and he couldn't help giving his father a hug.

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There is also a stone pavilion beside the pond in Xingyuan's dream.

Below the stone pavilion, there are two people playing chess.

One of them is Xingyuan's father, Hua Su, who is dressed in a white formal suit and leans on a chair lazily.

With one leg resting on the corner of the table, Hua Su's suit was unbuttoned, revealing the lining inside.

He put one arm on the back of the chair, and twisted a sunspot back and forth in his hand.

His tone sounded casual, and when he leaned over to drop a chess piece, his blue eyes were piercing.

"Mr. Hua is not right to do this, is it? Xingyuan is still young, what should I do if I am really scared?"

The person called Mr. Hua is wearing a brocade jacket with an orchid-like aura.He is like an ancient well, calm without waves.

"It's not too small."

After falling down for a while, he glanced at Hua Su, then retracted his gaze and said, "Don't tell me, Xiao Yuan knows how to sit properly since he was two years old."

Hua Su snorted coldly and put down that leg.

He played another chess piece at will, and looked at Mr. Hua with displeasure.

"Aren't you afraid that Xingyuan will leave a psychological shadow on this matter?"

Mr. Hua said indifferently: "Xiao Yuan was raised by me, so I know it well. He is never afraid. Facing setbacks, he will only get up from where he was and face difficulties."

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, how could Hua Su fail to understand the meaning behind the words of this old thing?

Xiao Yuan was raised by him, he understands.

I haven't raised children much, so I don't know Xingyuan at all.

Hua Su caressed his heart, suppressed his temper and said: "You are my adoptive father. At that time, Alan and I were busy with business matters. You are Xingyuan's nominal grandfather, so I want you to help take care of his grandson. Besides, Xingyuan I will give you every month's living expenses..."

Mr. Hua took a sip of tea and smiled, "Is it enough for your living expenses?"

Hua Su choked, "[-] million a month..."

"It's not enough to buy milk powder for Xiaoyuan."

"Milk powder made of gold can't even be sold at this price."

Mr. Hua put down his teacup, his eyes were unfriendly, "Can you drink gold?"

Hua Su: ...

He knew the subject had to stop, or the old man would have to talk to him about parenting again.

After all, Hua Su lost a game of chess, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Everyone has their own areas of expertise. I'm not like Mr. Hua who has been playing chess for decades, and it's normal to lose. Our goals are similar, and we both want Xingyuan to become a talent, but your method is too radical."

After speaking, Hua Su stood up and buttoned up the buttons, and then left without looking back.

Looking at the finished chess game, Mr. Hua was lost in memory.

"Grandpa," the kid looked at him expectantly, shaking his wrist, "I want to be the most powerful engineer in the universe in the future."

Therefore, Mr. Hua bought an uninhabited planet to facilitate infrastructure for the little boy.

Not long after, the boy's dream changed again.

"Grandpa, I want to be the greatest musician in the entire universe."

So Mr. Hua spent money to invite many music giants to give lessons to the boy, and at the same time turned the first floor into a music room for the boy.

Fortunately, the little boy has persisted for more than a year. Although he will not become a master, his musical attainments have surpassed countless people's lifetimes.

Although the boy's dream is changeable, it is always inseparable from the word "most".

Slowly, Mr. Hua also figured out the little boy's dream.

That is, no matter what the process is, the ultimate goal of the little boy is to become a big man.

But how can the process of becoming a big shot be smooth sailing?

Memories flowed again, and Mr. Hua remembered that Xiaoyuan didn't cry or make trouble when he was young.

It's obviously a small group, but its disposition is extremely good.

Xiao Yuan ran too fast and scratched himself. If there were strangers around, he would just hide in the corner and cry secretly.After getting to know Mr. Hua, he realized that Xiao Yuan didn't want to disturb others because of himself.

When going out, Xiaoyuan is always very quiet, eats alone, sleeps on the seat alone, always obediently follows the adults and does not wander around.

When he grows up, Xiao Yuan always treats others with humility.He obviously looks soft, but he refuses to admit defeat easily in whatever he does.

Even he thought it was impossible to enter the military academy, but judging from the news reported by his subordinates, Xiao Yuan really turned a dead end into a living end.

But this way of life is too difficult, and it takes too much effort.

However, such a spoiled brat has persisted until now.

Whether it is character or goal, this is destined to take a great path for Xiaoyuan in the future.

Mr. Hua doesn't know if Xiaoyuan can become a general, but he can predict the hardships he will encounter on the road in the future.

Instead of letting others teach Xiao Yuan to grow up, it's better for him to do it himself.

Mr. Hua lowered his eyes and smiled.

He restored the chessboard, manipulated the two sides by one person, and played against himself.

In fact, he is not the same as Hua Su.

Hua Su wants Xiao Yuan to become a talent and let Xiao Yuan become a talent.

he.

He is because Xiaoyuan himself wants to become a talent, and he is just a pusher for Xiaoyuan to realize his dream.