You pervert! ! !

The beautiful young man raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but still couldn't hide his red eyes.

When Yu Heng walked over, he actually had to raise his eyes a little to meet Nangong Ji's eyes.

In the past, he could see little hideous head spinning with his head down, but now he has to look up when he sees his son!

"I've been looking for you for a long time." Nangong said in a low voice, "If I knew that I would never see you again after getting off the boat, I would definitely not go down."

As he spoke, the tone of the beautiful young man became aggrieved, and his blue eyes were like the sky after the rain, so clear that Yu Heng panicked.

The corners of his mouth were slightly pressed down, his expression sullen and suppressed.

"Dad, you lied to me again."

Yu Heng's unfamiliarity with the grown-up Nangong Ji disappeared immediately.

Even if the little boy has become a mature young man, when he speaks, he looks hideous again, which has not changed for more than ten years.

In Yu Heng's imagination, Mr. Nangong's cruelty and arrogance were all gone.

I just feel—

Ah, it really is the little hideous that I raised with my own hands.

"I'm back."

Yu Heng's tone was full of vicissitudes, even if for him, it was only yesterday that he said goodbye to Nangong Ji, but for Nangong Ji, it was a long time to wait.

He understands the torture.

The child I raised with care became more and more dependent on him. After not seeing my father, I don't know how many days and nights I cried before I turned into this little crying boy with bright red eyes.

"I didn't know that this kind of thing would happen before, can you forgive me?"

Yu Heng's tone was patient and gentle, still the same tone he used to treat a nine-year-old child, "If you have any grievances, tell Dad slowly, I will always be with you, and you will be beaten and scolded."

As soon as he shows weakness, the cubs who show their teeth and claws will become mature and stable.

Nangong Yin suppressed the tears caused by emotion, his expression was so serious that only his eyes were red and there were signs of sadness.

"I won't hit you." Blue eyes slapped Yu Heng's figure up and down.

The once tall and stalwart father reappeared in front of him, and it seemed...

Petite and exquisite, thin and weak can be bullied.

Nangong didn't dare to say this, he just stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Heng's arm, "But I want to scold you. Dad, where have you been? Why is there no news at all? Don't tell me!"

Facing the doubts, Yu Heng was more at a loss than Nangong Ji.

He just fell asleep and returned to his own life. Could it be that he told the lonely and helpless little hideous: I just woke up and left you for 17 years without knowing anything.

That was too bitter, Yu Heng couldn't tell.

He lingered on Nangong's ferocious and handsome face, and said softly, "I've always been by your side, but I'm not conscious enough to let you know."

A white lie is always beautiful, Yu Heng smiled and raised his hand to touch the big boy's head, "My little boy has grown into a mature and reliable man, and my father will rely on you from now on."

"You can't rely on me." The little guy has a temper when he grows up. "I have managed the entire Hongye Group for you for more than ten years. I am too tired. I will wait for you to come back and return it to you. It's just right now, let's go back Handover."

"Tomorrow, I want the whole world to know that you are back!"

Nangong Ji said that he was going to drag Yu Heng out.

Yu Heng really couldn't bear such a domineering development.

Now that Hongye is less of an empire, and it was built by one hand, Yu Heng, a guy who is immersed in game production, really doesn't have the passion to take on heavy responsibilities.

"Wait, wait." Yu Heng quickly stopped, "We haven't seen each other for so long, how can we care about those little things?"

He spoke in a high-sounding manner, suppressing the impulsive decision-making of President Nangong, and dragged the older child to sit on the reception sofa in the office.

"I've been looking at you all the time, and I haven't had a chance to ask how you're doing?"

"Managing such a large company, I don't know if you have had a good rest. You look so haggard."

"You have to study and clean up the mess I left behind. You have worked too hard."

"Hideous, it's dad who's sorry for you, he couldn't—"

The old-fashioned father's love hadn't been fully conveyed, but Nan Gongxi tightly held Yu Heng's hand.

"You didn't apologize to me. I didn't work hard. As long as you can come back, no matter how much I do, it will be worth it."

The boy has blue eyes and is much more sincere than when he was nine years old.

Yu Heng was hit by him, his heart beat extremely violently, and he even had the urge to burst into tears.

What a good cub, the words spoken at a young age, no longer have the poor acting skills at the beginning, and it comes from the heart at first sight.

With a trembling heart, Yu Heng stabilized his hands, and like an old man with too many hands and feet, he patted the dust that didn't exist on Nangong's shoulder.

"But I'm your father, how can I not feel guilty. A few days ago, Zhennan told me that you went to my funeral. At that time, I was so sad that I couldn't speak."

At that time, Nangong Ji was still a short nine-year-old boy in his memory.

Once he got out of the busyness of modifying the game, he couldn't help but imagine: a poor child, with innocent blue eyes, staring at the dark urn, hiding the deepest confusion and pain in his heart.

Yu Heng scolded Zhao Chenghuai as a bastard about 100 million times in his heart.

Just because he caused an explosion on the cruise ship, which made him lose his father since he was a child, Yu Heng scolded him for not being wronged all his life.

Yu Heng has a lot to say to Nangong Ji.

Nangong Ji frowned beautifully.

"Funeral? What funeral?"

"Huh?" He asked back, and Yu Heng was dumbfounded. "Zhennan said that he came to sign the contract that day. I asked why you didn't come, and he told me that you went to my funeral. I saw you were dressed Hei, I thought..."

Before the words finished, Nangong Hide stood up angrily.

"Ye Zhennan, get the hell out of here!"

Ye Zhennan never thought that such a day would come.

He is not the kind of little fool like Nangong Ji who easily believes in "Yu Heng". Naturally, when he sees all "Yu Heng", he will say something threatening and provocative, forcing the other party to show his feet, so that he can secretly check.

However, the lie he told was exposed so quickly, and he had to come in and stand at attention obediently to be scolded.

"Well... Actually, Uncle Yu, you disappeared. Where did the funeral come from? At that time, I saw that Uncle Yu was so young and handsome, and I saw that you were not over thirty. How could you be a good elder in my memory, so I am To lie to you."

"Trick me?"

Before Yu Heng's confusion was answered, Nangong Ji reprimanded him fiercely, "Who would allow you to tell such a lie! Ye Zhennan, I usually trust you too much, and you actually said such things to Dad behind my back! Are you Tired of living yet!"

Ye Zhennan didn't say a word, as if he was used to Nangong Ling's brutal scolding.

Low eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, very well-behaved.

Not at all like a successful first vice president.

Yu Heng watched in shock as Mr. Nangong reprimanded Ye Zhennan, just like reprimanding his younger brother. He felt that something was wrong.

But before he could smooth out the strangeness in his heart, he was dragged up by Nangong Jiong.

"You reflect on me carefully, and I have handled the company's affairs properly."

Nangong frowned sullenly, and without a trace, he dumped the work to Ye Zhennan, and ran away with Yu Heng.

"Come on, Dad, let's go home!"

Yu Heng was thinking until he sat in the co-pilot.

Did Hideo really get angry just now, or did he take the opportunity to skip work?

Why did Ye Zhennan not hold back at all, and with a habit of conniving "I knew it" on his face, he watched them leave.

Curious, he turned to look at the Nangong driver who started the vehicle.

With a mature side face, it is completely impossible to see the emotion of the child not wanting to go to work.

"Hideous, do you often throw jobs to Ye Zhennan like this?"

The streamlined sports car made a rapid arc, and the strong wind blew Yu Heng's forehead hair, and Mr. Nangong's cold and serious voice could not be blown away.

"how is this possible."

Oh, that's it.

HGB is not far from their home, crossing several main roads, Yu Heng saw the familiar scenery.

He used to accompany Hideo running to school from here, and chatted with Zhao Chenghuai every day while going to the company.

But now, Mr. Driver has changed.

Staring at the front silently, it seemed that he had saved all his words, and was about to go home and talk slowly.

Hideous is not a chatterbox, his silent side face has the unique edges and corners of a mixed race, except for a pair of blue eyes, showing a different kind of gentleness.

This experience is unique and new.

Yu Heng almost watched Nangong Ji all the way, until the car slowly drove into the main road of the community, he remembered to ask, "You bad brother..."

Unexpectedly, this title hit Nangong Ji's engine.

He slammed on the gas pedal, the sports car raced so fast, rushed into the garage to brake suddenly, almost made Yu Heng dizzy!

Nangong Ji stretched out his hand to help his father unbuckle his seat belt, with a sharp expression and eyes full of anger.

"If it wasn't for Zhao Chenghuai not protecting you well, how could you have disappeared for so long. And he still—"

Xiao Hianhou, who has a domineering temperament, gritted his teeth fiercely, held back the words behind him, and warned in a gloomy voice: "You are not allowed to mention him again!"

Yu Heng is really uncomfortable with the grown-up child's arrogant and forceful demands.

If the oppressive Mr. Nangong in front of him was only nine years old, he would definitely agree to appease a child, and then rub the cub's cute head.

However, in the face of the willfulness of adults, Yu Heng became tough instead.

"What happened?"

Nangong's eyes sank, he got out of the car and went around to the door of Yu Heng's car, opened the door and grabbed Yu Heng, lest his heartless father would run off with another man again.

"It's okay, but I don't like Zhao Chenghuai!"

He is no longer the smug and helpless little pitiful boy he was back then, and he always makes requests with the air of a superior who cannot be refuted.

"Dad, I can introduce you to as good a boyfriend as you want. Zhao Chenghuai is a bastard!"

When Nangong Xie mentioned her boyfriend, Yu Heng blushed.

Back then, the child was young and easy to deceive. No matter how good his relationship with Zhao Chenghuai was, he never told the child explicitly, "This is dad's boyfriend."

Now, Nangong Ji actually spoke for him, and he suddenly felt the embarrassment of being ruined by a child in his emotional life.

Yu Heng suppressed the shame of the big man, and comforted in a low voice: "Calm down, hideous, I just want to know what happened at that time..."

"It doesn't matter what happens."

Nangong Yin's tone was low, and tears welled up in her pretty eyes, "It's good that you're back."

Yu Heng really couldn't stand being so handsome yet so weak.

He was obviously an adult in his twenties, and his eyes were red, which always made him feel distressed, which was more effective than the crying of a kid back then.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask." Yu Heng sighed.

Having received the promise, Nangong Ji immediately took Yu Heng into his arms and walked home.

As he walked, he persuaded: "The past is over. We still have a long, long time to create better memories than when we were young. Dad, do you like handsome ones, or young ones? Or Handsome and young little wolf dog? I'll ask Ye Zhennan to find you from all over the world, and I can get you any bloodline."

Yu Heng felt something was wrong, and the feeling of something wrong became more and more serious.

Nangong Xie said this, as if he was picking out some pets, which could be packed and brought to the door immediately for his own entertainment.

"...No need." Yu Heng's heart was beating violently, and even being pushed into the door by him felt a little panic.

It was different from what he had imagined.

It is neither cute and loving to big friends, nor is it indifferent and resolute to Mr. Nangong, it is more like another dangerous character, hiding the truth that Yu Heng has not yet comprehended.

The door of the house was opened, and the house was more than ten years old. It was cleaned cleanly, and it was still the same as when he left.

The strangeness in Yu Heng's heart disappeared, leaving only the peace of returning to happiness for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He smiled and took a deep breath of the familiar air.

"Hideous, let's talk about your affairs."

"I want to know how my son became so good."

The stable family environment gave off the breath of life that Yu Heng yearned for.

He and Nangong Ji checked the stock of the refrigerator together, walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner together, and spent a leisurely and pleasant evening chatting with each other with kindness and filial piety.

"Ye Zhennan lives next door now, and his uncle gave him the house. Although he is an idiot, his work efficiency is good, and being the vice president has helped the company a lot."

""Awakening" has now been rolled out all over the world, and all online channels must go through it. Dad, all your plans and dreams have come true in my hands. Are you happy?"

"The hunting ground that has been bothering us before has long since disappeared, Old Wang..."

Nangong Ji's cooking hand paused, "Old Wang will never come to provoke us again."

Yu Heng stood aside, watching the virtuous little hideous cook.

Hearing him mention Lao Wang, Yu Heng's heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say, "Lao Wang is your bad brother, why do you say that bad brother won't come to provoke you?" He quietly laid hands on him and enjoyed his son's cooking and feeding .

Zhao Chenghuai seems to have become a rift between father and son.

As long as you don't mention it, Nangong Ji is a gentle, virtuous and good baby, the good boy Yu Heng dreams of.

The food is delicious, the son is filial, and the father and son eat while chatting.

Nangong Xi seems to like to chat about the company's affairs, buying studios with feelings but no money, and supporting the creation of those independent game producers has become the daily life of Hongye Group.

He even said meaningfully: "Dad, the new game you made is actually very suitable for "Awakening"."

"Which one? My Father?"

Yu Heng didn't take it seriously, "It's a small game for you to play, so there is no need to share it with the public."

Yu Heng just casually said that Nangong Ji was very happy.

The beautiful young man was full of light, as if he had received a unique gift, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back his smile.

They chatted about games, Hongye's planning and development.

Nangong Ji didn't mention a word about the 17 years he endured the humiliation, and was immersed in the joy of planning the future with Yu Heng.

As night approached, Yu Heng was a little sleepy.

In order to revise "My Father", he stayed up for a few days, and when the time came, he wanted to sleep, and his tiredness could not be hidden on his face.

Fortunately, the hideous big friend is still Dad's close-fitting little underpants. He finished the chat and said, "Dad, you should go to bed early. The master bedroom has been left untouched for you. Someone will clean it regularly. Go to sleep. I will give you a bed tomorrow morning." You make breakfast."

Yu Heng almost burst into tears.

The brat who used to be arrogant and domineering, who was not working hard, became his father's warm boy overnight, so caring and filial, Yu Heng couldn't refuse.

Opening the master bedroom, the quilt and bed cover were all the same, as if he was only on a business trip for a few days and nothing had changed.

Lying on the bed, Yu Heng was very sleepy.

The kind of sleepiness that locked his mind and made it impossible for people to think about it, made him unable to restrain his drowsiness when his head touched the pillow.

Only in the half-dream and half-awake state, a trace of emotion rose up.

If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for!

Get up tomorrow morning and cook breakfast for Hide, let him relive the warmth of having a father zZZ...

Yu Heng slept deeply.

Even if the sky falls and the earth shatters, and his position changes, it is impossible for him to wake up.

However, Yu Heng woke up.

Dizzy and dizzy, just like being woken up after taking medicine, a splitting headache.

"You're finally awake."

A hoarse and dry voice came to his ears.

Yu Heng couldn't even lift his hands up, so he tried his best to lean on the soft sofa lazily, staring at the front with half-closed eyes.

It was a black shadow, blocking the soft halo of the moon in a dark corner.

The other party seemed to fully understand Yu Heng's symptoms, and continued: "This time he used a heavy dose of medicine. Originally, you would sleep for two days at a time. Now dizziness is normal."

Yu Heng slowed down, raised his hand to press the jumping temple, and felt that the voice was familiar but also indistinct.

The other party didn't need his answer, and said bluntly: "I will send you out of the country, to a place where Nangong Xie can't catch you. But, you can't tell anyone what you see or hear, otherwise, I can save you, or I can kill you."

He paused, his voice was still hoarse and ugly, like dry wood after a fire rolled, bursting out the last vitality.

"You should have regained some strength. Tell me, you can make a request to me. Whether you want money, status or people, I can satisfy you."

The deal negotiation was so domineering, Yu Heng only had that bastard in his memory.

"... Bad or bad?"

The black shadow stopped breathing, and Yu Heng could feel the scorching gaze.

But Yu Heng was dizzy, and his voice was weak, as if he was talking in his sleep.

"It's late at night, can't you do something serious?"

The room was suddenly quiet, as if he was the only one left.

Yu Heng even suspected that Lao Wang had updated the version and changed the dynasty, and it was not the Zhao Chenghuai he knew.

Or maybe he was really talking in his sleep, without making a sound at all.

Fortunately, a warm touch came from the weak fingertips.

The black figure in front of him stretched out his hand cautiously, little by little, holding his palm in disbelief, as if confirming that he was not his own illusion.

"Yu Heng." The voice was deep and mellow, full of caution, like the green shoots in spring after the dead wood was split, bathed in morning dew, trembling slightly in the sudden warm wind in the harsh winter, making the final confirmation.

"is it you?"

The author has something to say: Yu Heng: I think my son is a bit sick and delicate, something is not quite right.

Nangong Ji: Don't be afraid, Dad, we still want to live a happy life together, so don't go anywhere, just stay by my side for the rest of your life, okay?

Yu Heng: ...This is really wrong!

At this time, Hideo should learn from Two-dimensional and say: na, na na.