You pervert! ! !

The birthday celebration of the five people was so lively that the whole villa echoed with loud noises.

Nangong Ji stretched out his hand and cut open the mango chocolate cake of his choice, and then shared the remaining flavors with everyone.

The lively celebration lasted from Nangong Ji's eight to nine years old.

Because of the incentive effect of the bank card, the children smiled brightly, were in a happy mood, and could obediently cut the cake to feed their father, which made Yu Heng feel the hospitality of a good son.

After the early morning, even the energetic children are sleepy and blink their eyes.

Because Nangong Ji chose the "game" passage, leading to Ye Shaoyang's home.

After the celebration ended, Yu Heng took his son and Zhao Chenghuai, said goodbye to his uncle and nephew and went home.

Zhao Chenghuai was unbelievably quiet throughout the night.

He neither mocked Yu Heng for being childish, nor did he mock Nangong for being stupid.

Even if he was sitting there quietly eating cake, his gaze would always silently sweep across the huge labyrinth in the yard, the gift boxes on the ground, and the surrounding ribbons and lights.

Not a word.

Yu Heng met his eyes several times, and could feel the faint envy.

But he asked, "Does my younger brother envy you?"

The bad brother will show a meaningful smile.

Neither deny nor admit.

The protagonist tonight is hideous, and Yu Heng didn't pay much attention to Zhao Chenghuai.

The old father took the cubs, took a bath and went to sleep.

Nangong was wrapped in the bed quilt, as if he had washed away his exhaustion and mental exhaustion after taking a bath, and stared at Yu Heng with blue eyes.

No sleep at all.

"Aren't you tired yet?"

Yu Heng looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock.

Nangong Xian blinked his eyes, like a naive and innocent child, trying to make a request.

"Dad, tell me a bedtime story."

Yu Heng laughed out loud.

This is a request that Mr. Nangong will never make, and it is also a request that he is willing to say in a hideous manner.

"Okay!" Yu Heng sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at the cub, "I'll tell you a story about the mysterious old king."

"dad……"

Nangong Xiaozai has an excellent memory, "Is this old king the one you made up to deceive Shark Zhao?"

Yu Heng lied to Shark Zhao that Pharaoh commissioned him to make a game cheating device.

However, the account of the Black Star game trading market belongs to Nangong Ji.

No one in this world knows better than him——

There is no pharaoh's deal at all.

Yu Heng smiled and explained: "At that time, Dad made up a story to lie to him, but Old Wang really exists in this world. His name is Alexander Wang."

Yu Heng knew Alexander Wang very well, but he didn't understand him at all.

He said that this super rich man who controls the lifeline of the global economy lives in seclusion, and no one knows his real identity and real appearance.

However, this guy is everywhere.

"If someone has a wrong mind and wants to frame or frame others in business, Lao Wang will hand over the criminal evidence of the villain to the police."

"If someone kidnaps the enemy and wants to kill him without anyone noticing, Lao Wang will descend from heaven and lead the police to bring the villain to justice."

It's just that in the original novel, "someone" is Nangong Jiong.

Lao Wang was always able to intercept Nangong Ji's plan quietly and rescue Su Sisi without a trace.

Even if it is the hero who was tied up on the execution platform in the wilderness by Nangong Xie, Lao Wang can suddenly appear and laugh at Nangong Xie's panic.

Yu Heng felt that Nangong Ji and Alexander Wang had a relationship that was difficult for outsiders to tell.

Otherwise, why wouldn't his son escape from Old Wang's palm?

Bedtime stories are very scary.

All the way from the mysterious old king, Yu Heng talked about someone committing crimes and being caught by the old king, resulting in the destruction of his family.

His worth of hundreds of billions was wiped out.

Nangong Ji, who finally got back the [-] property, shrank back under the bed, revealing a pair of innocent blue eyes.

This "someone" is really miserable.

It sounds powerful and powerful, but for a woman, he offended a lunatic, and ended up in the same fate as in "Nie Zi Fails Flat".

"Dad, this man is so stupid!"

Nan Gongxi expressed doubts about the story of the family's wealth being wiped out, "Old Wang is so powerful, he still doesn't hide away, is he stupid?"

The silly boy asked if he was stupid, which made Yu Heng show a fatherly smile.

"Yes, he's stupid." Yu Heng pinched the quilt for the child. "That's why you are so smart. When you meet Alexander Wang, you must avoid him."

Calculation flashed in those blue eyes.

"But what if I'm better than him?"

Yu Heng sighed and said, "The idiot you scolded, he thinks the same way."

Nangong Ji: ...

"Hideous, you are nine years old, and you are smarter than other children."

Yu Heng didn't know if his advice was useful, so he could only seriously remind him, "When you meet Lao Wang in the future, you must remember the story your father told you, and don't provoke him."

What Lao Wang did was good.

Rescue the innocent victims and punish the criminal Nangong Xiong.

However, he stood on his father's side and supported the just people to fight the injustice, and hoped that Nangong Ji would not repeat the same mistakes.

He patted the pillow, and said meaningfully: "The idiot who is against Lao Wang is worth hundreds of billions, and he still can't do anything to him. You have to guard your wealth, and you can't let your efforts go to waste. "

Nangong Hin's beautiful blue eyes stared intently at Yu Heng, and his small palm suddenly pressed the card under the pillow tightly.

It seems that the mysterious old king next door is a nightmare that will get into a child's dream and swallow all his property with one mouthful.

Seeing him like this, Yu Heng knew that Nangong Ji had listened to him.

The little boy is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that lack of money will affect his great plan.

"It's too late today, I'll continue to play with you when I wake up." Yu Heng smiled and stood up, "Good night."

Nangong Xie blinked, "Good night, Dad."

After the lights in the bedroom were turned off and the door slammed, Nangong closed his eyes wearily.

Maybe it's a bedtime story that cuts right to his most important thing, money, so that the mind wanders.

After a while, a blurry figure appeared in his mind, carrying a icy cold wind, killing people without blinking an eye, elusive and elusive.

No one knows the true identity of the figure, but only knows that he is Alexander Wang who has mastered the lifeline of the global economy...

The king next door...

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, stunned in the darkness——

King of the hunting grounds? !

Yu Heng closed the child's door, turned around and saw Zhao Chenghuai leaning against the bedroom door.

The villa in the early morning was deserted and quiet. Before he went to tell the children a bedtime story, he had already told Zhao Chenghuai that he could live in the guest bedroom.

But the bad brother didn't go to bed early, so he was waiting for him?

"What's missing for washing? I'll get it for you." Yu Heng guessed.

Zhao Chenghuai looked at him quietly, and finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask when there was no one around.

He said, "If I had a birthday, would you celebrate it?"

"Of course." Yu Heng is a mature adult, it is obligatory to celebrate a friend's birthday, and he will never recommend it.

Zhao Chenghuai got the answer, but he was not moved at all.

He evoked a smile, and added: "I mean, as much thought as you treat your son."

Picking up Ye Zhennan in advance again, let them meet again in the maze.

The garden was arranged with great fanfare, and it was specially extended to Ye Shaoyang's home.

Not to mention the carefully prepared lanterns and ribbons, the custom-made fireworks blooming in the sky, the gopher game console, and other options that Nangong Jin couldn't choose.

Without ten days and half a month of hard work, it would be impossible to complete.

Zhao Chenghuai can tell how much effort Yu Heng put in for his son's ninth birthday.

For Zhao Chenghuai, birthdays are just ordinary days that don't matter.

He has been making trouble with him all day, and he really... wants to try Yu Heng's feeling that he has worked hard for himself.

Sure enough, Yu Heng hesitated when he added this.

Celebrate the birthday of the bad brother, at most buy a cake and sing a birthday song.

It is absolutely impossible for him to go all out and rush up and down like he did with Nangong Ji.

Hei Xing Er Shao, a game expert, should have friends everywhere, and everyone is either rich or expensive.

Where does he need to worry about.

Only his family is pitiful, and only his old father thinks hard about how his son can feel happy.

However, Yu Heng couldn't bear to say it outright.

On such a quiet night, tell a young man who is full of expectations: that is impossible.

It seems too cruel and ruthless.

So, he said politely: "It takes time to prepare such a celebration. Bad brother, when is your birthday?"

Zhao Chenghuai evoked a smile, and said very shamelessly: "Tomorrow."

His smile was mixed with evil intentions, as if he deliberately watched Yu Heng freeze for a long time, and wanted to make a move.

Yu Heng laughed out loud, what do you mean by pushing an inch.

This is.

"I don't believe it." Yu Heng reached out for evidence, "Show me your ID card."

Zhao Chenghuai looked at him quietly, with a dangerous light in his silent eyes,

No one has asked him to pass the certificate yet, but whoever wants to pass will regret it for the rest of his life.

In the quiet villa, only two people were left staring at each other silently.

Until Yu Heng felt that he would not prove himself, Zhao Chenghuai lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and called up the photo of his ID card.

A young man with cold eyes, the photo on his ID card is not much different from the current one.

Handsome, young, half-smile.

At the end of last year, just after the expiry date, the certificate clearly stated his date of birth.

"……December?"

There was condemnation in Yu Heng's eyes.

What's the matter with young people nowadays, in order to deceive others to help them celebrate their birthdays, can they even make up the birthday date?

Zhao Chenghuai didn't have the embarrassment of a lie being exposed at all, he even said shamelessly: "I can change it to tomorrow."

"If you have the ability to change it, let's talk about it."

Yu Heng patted Zhao Chenghuai on the shoulder, "Just wait for December."

Nangong Ji had no dreams all night and slept very well.

It was mainly the ten days of the summer camp, which trained him to be a good kid who sleeps whenever he wants.

After a good night's sleep, he wakes up in the early morning on time.

Without the annoying whistle of the summer camp and the annoying sound of Andre's crutches, Nangong felt happy even when he woke up.

He is nine years old today.

With the expectations of countless people on his shoulders, he couldn't wait to find his bad brother to see if there was any king training today.

Nangong ran down the stairs fiercely, and unexpectedly saw Ye Zhennan squatting outside the French window in the living room.

The kid didn't know how long he had been there, but when he saw the boss, he immediately stood up and waved.

There is also a pink gift bag in hand.

Normally, Nangong Ji would never open the door to Ye Zhennan, but today he is in a good mood and celebrates his birthday.

Not only opened the door for Ye Zhennan, but also skillfully took out the breakfast in the refrigerator and asked him, "Steamed buns or toast."

"I've eaten." Ye Zhennan replied excitedly, "Today I mainly want to give you a birthday present."

Children are pure and do not expect anything in return.

He woke up early in the morning, and stood outside the floor-to-ceiling window with a present, his hair covered in morning dew.

Although Nangong Ji annoyed him, it wasn't that he didn't know what to do.

During the ten days of getting along day and night, Ye Zhennan fully demonstrated his masculinity. He was so exhausted from the training camp that he didn't even have the slightest bit of coquettishness like a young master.

He still remembers to beat Nangong's legs every day to relax and teach Nangong to relieve pain.

Feeling a little bit of the sincerity of his younger brother, Nan Gongzhen walked to the living room biting the steamed bun.

"What gift?" He looked at the bag curiously.

After last night, he was full of expectations for things like birthday presents.

"A 1TB mobile hard drive." Ye Zhennan understands Nangong Ji's preferences best, "I copied all the programs you left at the base, Boss. In the future, you will have a mobile hard drive, so it will be more convenient to carry things."

Nangong Hin's eyes lit up, and he made up his mind that as long as Ye Zhennan gave him an apple, he would happily say thank you and accept it with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, the younger brother did not forget his old profession.

The mobile hard drive is useless to him, but it is more useful than Apple.

"Thank you." Nangong hides dimples and accepts this birthday present with a smile.

He suddenly remembered the repetitive loops he had left in the programmed tasks.

If it is confirmed that the tasks given to him by the bad brother are all from Hongye Games, then, can he use this to get something from the bad brother, or boldly bargain with his father?

After the birthday celebration, Nangong Ji's ideas became bolder.

With a mere mobile hard drive, his thoughts have already flown wildly, imagining that the core code of the entire Hongye game is in his hands, and his father must listen to him.

Isn't this more convenient and quicker than becoming the king of the hunting ground? !

He was delusional in a happy mood, and before he could think of a complete countermeasure, Ye Zhennan's voice came to his ears.

"By the way, Uncle Yu said that Sisi's birthday is also today."

When Nangong Ji heard Sisi's name suddenly, his entire back tensed up.

Ye Zhennan didn't realize that the crisis was coming, and smiled and took out another small and delicate gift box.

Ye Zhennan said: "I bought a pair of hairpins for her, but Uncle Yu said that she is not in the city. When she comes back, the boss will give it to her for me."

Nangong Yin lowered his eyes and stared at the hairpin box, which was pink with lace flowers.

It's a bomb that explodes at any time.

"Stand up." Nangong Ji's voice was indifferent.

Ye Zhennan didn't know why, so he stood up and saw Nangong Ji throw the hairpin into a paper bag and hand it to him.

"Carrying it." Ye Zhennan carried it obediently.

Before he could react, he was pushed out of the door by Nangong Ji, and the door closed tightly with a bang.

Just one sentence -

"You are dreaming!"

Ye Zhennan:?

Nangong Xie closed the door, and ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, and ruthlessly closed the curtains!

Ye Zhennan blankly held the gift for Sisi, not knowing where he had offended the boss, stood outside the window and stared silently, and could only go back the same way.

Fortunately, the boss took the mobile hard disk.

Sisi's birthday present...

Give it to Uncle Yu next time.

Nangong is angry.

Ye Zhennan is obviously his little brother, what the hell gift did he buy Sisi?

Have they met?

Have they spoken?

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief!

The good mood of getting up early to receive the mobile hard disk is gone in an instant.

Nan Gongxi sat in the living room, sulking, and before he scolded Ye Zhennan for eating, he saw Zhao Chenghuai coming down the stairs leisurely.

"elder brother!"

Nangong walked over, raised his head and said slyly, "Is there any programming task today? Do you need me to finish it urgently?"

His smile, in Zhao Chenghuai's eyes, is full of the little devil's insidious schemes.

"Just say what you want to say." Zhao Chenghuai didn't have time to play tricks with him.

Nangong Ling lowered his voice and said quietly: "The tasks you gave me are all games made by my father, right?"

He waited for the bad brother to be shocked and surprised, and asked him how he found out, in exchange for some useful information about the hunting ground.

Who knows, Zhao Chenghuai showed a look of contempt, and sneered, "You just found out now?"

Nangong Ji:! ! !

There is no need for Nangong Ji to confirm this tone with a program, there is no concealment, it is simply not thought to hide it!

The author has something to say: Nangong Ji: I hate it so much!

Zhao Chenghuai: You are so stupid.