The days of being a fake son for President Xiao

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the west slant of the sun reflected on the glass windows of Zhengyang Building in City A, reflecting a dazzling light.

Through the window, you can see that the tea room of Zhengyang Group is extremely noisy, and it is afternoon tea time.

A young white-collar worker in a professional suit grabbed her colleague, "Hey, I heard that the CEO's adopted son is clamoring to dissolve the relationship with the CEO."

The colleague with exquisite makeup showed a puzzled look on his face, "Why is this? Our president is single and has no children. He is the sole heir to the president. He gave up such a big fat to others?"

A female white-collar worker with a cup of coffee came over, "I heard that he loves his father and has liked our CEO for more than ten years. He was rejected to go out and mess around, but was bumped into by the CEO and dragged home."

"Tsk tsk, the president can bear it like this? If he wants to terminate the relationship, he should terminate the relationship!"

"Hey, after all, I've been raising them for a few years. I have feelings for raising a kitten and a puppy, let alone watching a child grow up."

"However, the president's adoptive son can be said to be the favorite of his heart. We have noticed it all these years. If it were me, I'm afraid I couldn't help falling in love with him."

Inside a villa in City A.

Lin Xiaofan opened his eyes, his vision was gloomy, only a soft orange light was lit by the bedside.

The burning sensation of stomach pain swept over him, awakening all his memories.

This is already the third day of his hunger strike, and it is also the third day he has been locked up here.

His favorite fish fillet in sour soup was quietly placed on the bedside, completely cooled.When it was served at noon, it was steaming hot and fragrant.After three days of starvation, all the cells in his body were clamoring to rush towards the bowl of fish fillets. His reason was almost unable to restrain his instincts. Lin Xiaofan was simply stuffed in the quilt, unable to smell or see food.

Unknowingly sleeping until now, the electronic clock at the head of the bed shows three o'clock in the afternoon. He clearly remembers that the room was full of sunlight when he was sleeping, but at this moment, it is completely covered by the blackout curtains, like a dark night.

Only that person can enter and exit this room, has he been here?

Who cares that you draw the curtains for me, I'm covered in the quilt and the sun won't hinder my eyes.Although he thought about it angrily, there was a warm current in his heart, and even the stomach pain subsided a lot.

What a bitch!He cursed himself again in his heart, it is not thanks to him that he has fallen into this situation!

"Are you awake?" came a clear and familiar voice.

Lin Xiaofan was startled, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

There was a remote control sound, the curtains were slowly opened, and the room was brightly lit.

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and a sense of oppression came over his face. Lin Xiaofan vaguely felt that he was standing in front of the bed and staring at him.

"I said don't test my patience. Your teacher Li who met you late seems to be judging the associate professor recently."

Lin Xiaofan was shocked by the threat inside and outside the words. He opened his eyes suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Zheng! What exactly are you trying to do?"

A face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes appeared in the line of sight. Xiaofan had been madly in love with him for many years, and was even his spiritual pillar during the growth process.

His bushy and slender eyebrows frowned, Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice: "If you continue to go on a hunger strike, I will tell that Teacher Li to get out of University A!"

"Xiao Zheng!" Lin Xiaofan opened his mouth suddenly, "This is between me and you, you shouldn't involve others!"

"Didn't I communicate well with you?" Xiao Zheng looked down at him condescendingly, his palm-sized face was completely thinner, his chin was so sharp that it hurt his eyes, the light reflected on his face, his fair skin Slightly translucent.

When I first found him, he was still as fragile as he is now.Over the years, the little flesh that had been grown under his careful watering was now about to leave, and it was returned to him in full.

Never let him go!

Xiao Zheng looked gloomy, and said in a cold voice: "I asked you to be my adopted son obediently, but you insist on dissolving the father-son relationship with me. Did you feel wronged by letting you be the heir of Zhengyang Group?"

"You clearly know that I don't want to be a father and son with you, I want to..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Zheng interrupted sharply, his eyes clouded, "If you talk nonsense again, I will tell that teacher Li to get out of University A right now, and no school will accept him again, so let him never think about it in his life. Turn over!"

"Don't!" Lin Xiaofan hurriedly turned over from the bed and sat up, grabbing Xiao Zheng's wrist, "Don't hurt him, I'll obey you!"

Xiao Zheng looked gloomy and indifferent.

Lin Xiaofan was afraid that he would really threaten Teacher Li's work, so he glanced at the chilled fish fillet rice by the bed, snatched it and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, the fish fillets were all thorny, so he didn't have to worry about scratching his mouth.Ever since his throat got stuck in a fishbone, every time he ate fish, he would send someone to pick out the bones and serve it to himself.

Obviously pampering herself to the point where there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, but she is ruthless when she initiates it.

Teacher Li is Lin Xiaofan's university teacher and has helped Xiaofan. He must not just watch him become a victim of his struggle with Xiao Zheng.

The cold fish fillets clogged his throat, Xiaofan's eye sockets became hot, and the warm liquid fell into the bowl with a splash.

The bowl in his hand was pulled away vigorously, and a cup of hot milk was stuffed into it again.

He felt Xiao Zheng rubbing his hair, and his voice softened.

"Fanfan, let's stop making trouble. My brother doesn't plan to get married. You are my brother's only child. From now on, the whole company will be yours. Let's live our lives as before, okay?"

There is no going back!

Since you locked me up!

Since you threatened me!

If I could do it all over again, I hope I didn't meet you that summer.

Lin Xiaofan opened his eyes wide, and his memory went back to that summer 12 years ago.

01

"Hey, have you heard? The result of the appraisal of the child of the Lin family has come out, and it really is not Lao Lin's biological child." An elderly aunt said happily while grabbing a mother who was holding the child.

On summer afternoons, groups of young and old in Linjia Village gathered under the shade of the trees. Everyone had an extremely excited and ambiguous look on their faces about the explosive news they had just learned.

The young mother holding the child flashed a smug look in her eyes: "Does this still need to be identified? When the child was born, I saw something unusual. Could the white and beautiful child have something to do with the black and ugly old Lin?" ? Or my sharp eyes."

Immediately afterward, an old woman waving a cattail fan retorted: "You can shoot it later, the child is beautiful because he looks like his beautiful mother."

The young mother sneered: "Hmph, can beauty be eaten? Beauty is not just flirtatious, cheating and cuckolding Lao Lin. In the end, Lao Lin has to raise children for others."

"The most pitiful thing is Lao Lin! It's only been three years since he married a beautiful daughter-in-law for three years. His son became the child of the old Wang next door. His wife left without saying a word. The money was gone, and the face was lost. I really lost my wife. Soldiers!"

The elderly aunt shook her head and said: "Old Lin is his own fault, who made him greedy for beauty, since ancient times, there have been many disasters for women, and I think the most innocent is that beautiful child. Things have come to this point. Lao Lin has a bad temper, and I don't know how he will anger the child!"

"Hey! The child is innocent!"

The young mother raised her eyebrows: "Hey! Everyone is rushing to be the Holy Mother, the child's mother is messing around outside, and I don't know if she has contracted some dubious infectious disease! I always feel that Lao Lin's dark There is a sickness on his face, maybe he has contracted some strange disease. I am afraid that the child will not be spared, anyway, I will definitely take a detour when I see him."

"Yes, yes, I'd rather believe it than believe it. To be on the safe side, I dare not get close to that child."

"No matter how cute the child is, he is not a child from our Lin family village. I turned around and told my son not to play with him. It would be terrible if he contracted any disease."

The rest of the people under the shade of the tree echoed.

Five years later.

The summer is hot and the heat is unbearable.

The continuous mountain peaks form a semi-circle, one of which towers into the sky with dense vegetation, and the mountain stream flows down from the top of the mountain like a silver chain, converging into a big river at the bottom of the valley.

Linjia Village is located on a relatively flat slope halfway up the mountain, and the villages are scattered and scattered in a stepped manner.In the scorching sun, everyone hid in the house to cool off, and there was no one in the village.

In the woods not far away, the cicadas are noisy, cicadas can't stop singing.A small head flashed through the shadows of the leaves, and the child stood lightly in an optimal position. The sun dappled through the treetops and hit him. Overalls, although it can be seen from the degree of fading that it is old, but when the child took the pair of pants from Uncle Lin, which was left over from his son, he was still happy that he could finally have a pair of clothes without patches long time.Even wearing ill-fitting clothes, it is difficult to conceal the clean and pure temperament of the child.

At this moment, he held a long bamboo pole in his hand, and rushed towards the high tree trunk like lightning, the flour ball on the top of the bamboo pole accurately stuck to Cicada's wings.

The cicada struggled hard, the membrane wings buzzed and vibrated, the child cut off its wings neatly, opened the pocket on his waist, threw it in, then tied the mouth of the bag tightly, and weighed it in front of his eyes, the sound of cicadas It was sharp enough to pierce the eardrums, but he didn't seem to notice it. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, dimples appeared on his cheeks, his eyes rolled, and his little head began to calculate how many cicadas this bag could sell for. money.The uncle in the village told him that the number of cicadas has dropped sharply year by year, but people in the city are more and more eager to try something new. The market is in short supply, and the price has naturally risen.