As the night approached, the butler quietly opened the door of the room, only opening a small gap, and the dim yellow light in the corridor became the only source of light. He had already habitually inspected the condition of the master's children, which was not his job. It may be out of selfishness, a three-year-old child who lost his mother early sleeps alone in a fairly spacious room, maybe he will be afraid, but not necessarily.

He is not someone who likes children, but if the object is Meizhi, when she is watched by those wet eyes while she is crying, he can't just turn around and leave, that would be too cruel.

Meizhi has been sleeping well for the past few days, and Saito only planned to take a quick look before going to bed, but he scanned around the bed and saw no one.

The panic in his heart came suddenly. He opened the door and walked in. After scanning the room, he still didn't see the child who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed. He opened the closet with the help of her maybe playing a game by himself, and pushed aside the skirt that blocked his view. , Saito checked carefully, every seam was not missed, and there was still no sign of Meizhi.

Thinking of the difference she had made towards Hisoka in the past few days, the butler turned around without hesitation and went to Hisoka's room not far away. Looking in the direction of confinement, as expected, I found the little one in a beige nightgown nestled at the door.

The change of her attitude towards Hisoka cannot be said to be bad, but in his heart, it is not a good thing for the young lady to take the initiative to approach the young master with an unstable personality.

Although he is just a housekeeper, he has no position to decide on such matters.

It was difficult for him to say anything, when he walked slowly, Meizhi was lying there talking to Hisoka, his voice was so soft that his heart would melt when he heard it: "Brother, don't be afraid, Meizhi is sleeping with brother outside."

After scoring five points of family affection in one fell swoop, Meizhi lay contentedly at the door, curled up like a white puppy, with her left hand resting on the small open window.

Seemingly not expecting her to do this, Hisoka, who was chewing gum, squatted down, looked at a row of white and tender fingers that looked like small bamboo shoots, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with them.

As if receiving some kind of signal, Meizhi raised her body to look inside, but Hisoka deliberately prevented her from seeing, and stood in a blind spot to see what she would do.

But before the game between him and Meizhi started, another person's footsteps appeared outside the door. It was the housekeeper he didn't like, "Miss, you should go back to your room and sleep, you will catch a cold if you lie here."

The sound of clothes rubbing came to his ears, and Hisoka could clearly see the scene outside without looking.

Saito picked her up and wiped off the dust on her body. Meizhi yawned uncontrollably, looked at the door with some reluctance, and muttered: "But my brother is still inside, can the housekeeper open the door?"

The man paused, as if he was considering his words: "Miss, I don't have a key."

Patriarch Mo Luo, who also didn't sleep, was standing at the other end of the corridor with his coat on. He stood there tall, and he could feel the coercion from him from a distance. He said in a low voice, "What are you doing there?"

The housekeeper wanted to say something, Meizhi patted his arm to signal to let her go, Saito bent down to put her down as she wanted, the little girl in her arms was not afraid of the low pressure on the man at all, trotted over, draped behind her With her black hair flicking left and right, she smiled and ran over to throw herself on the man's lap. Because of her height, Meizhi raised her face and called out to her father.

The man who was close to 1.9 meters bent down and hugged her. Meizhi was already very good at comforting this type of man, especially if he was related by blood. She hugged his neck and rubbed her affectionately.

The man was very helpful, and the serious expression on his face became gentle. He patted Meizhi's back, and he didn't mean to blame her, or he didn't intend to do so from the beginning. He had the same hair color and similar appearance as his wife. Daughter, just this is enough to make him feel pity for the young girl.

Hisoka's appearance is always beyond the maturity of his peers, as well as cynicism that is not bound by rules, as if nothing can catch his eyes. Children who are too smart seem to be incompatible with this family. As the head of the family, he does not Learn how to get along with children, each of them is unwilling to take a step closer, so that they are not embarrassed or awkward, and only disputes become their only topic of communication.

"It's time to go to bed Meizhi," he kissed on the top of the soft hair, Meizhi twitched, trying to achieve her goal by being coquettish, "I want to sleep with my brother."

The man holding her was silent for a while, the housekeeper lowered his head and waited for orders.

After a while, the man let go without any bottom line: "Saito, let Hisoka out."

Saito responded, took out the key from his pocket and opened the door, but he stopped looking in Meizhi's direction, thinking that he had lied in front of her just now, he felt a little guilty.

Fortunately, Meizhi doesn't care about this. She has experience in pretending to be a child, and she can do things as she likes. For example, now, she can slip out of her father's arms and run towards Hisoka, but she has some sense of propriety and doesn't care about it. Hug it directly.

The system upgrade allows her to directly see the affection degree above the target's head. The bright red 10 hangs above Hisoka's head. Meizhi looks at the head of the butler next to him, and there is also a blue number above him - 56.

Maybe this number is the degree of favorability, Meizhi guessed, she turned to look at her father again, and there was also a blue number on the top of her head——71

This number is really high. Could it be the eyes that don't be blinded by family affection?

The young man was not unwilling to be locked up, he walked out slowly, still holding the pen that was pulled off the wall in his hand, he wrote down the house rules silently early, when his eyes fell on Meizhi, She knew Hisoka didn't like being with her, so she only glanced at Hisoka, smiled at him without saying a word, turned around and ran, and the housekeeper followed.

The father and son were left alone and looked at each other. Hisoka followed the etiquette and saluted the man: "Father, good night."

Even though the family attaches great importance to etiquette, Hisoka's behavior in this situation was too indifferent, but he didn't say anything, he simply responded and turned to leave.

After less than half a month, the development of the land did not proceed as promised, and all parties began to shirk their responsibilities, and instead it became a wasteland that no one wanted.

The Morro family withdrew their capital early, so they didn't lose anything. On that day, Hisoka was called to the study by his father to say something. When he came out, the red-haired boy carried half of the list of property transferred to his name in his arms, ready to Participate in the banquet invited by the former Hughes.

Meizhi was served and dressed like a flower bone. Fortunately, the maid's aesthetics was online. Meizhi yawned and got on the extended car. When she tried to grab Hisoka's arm to stabilize her body, she was not rejected, so she moved her buttocks boldly and took a nap next to him.

Hisoka lowered his eyes and drew a circle on her face, then stretched out his index finger to poke her cheek.

Very soft and very elastic.

Meizhi grabbed his troubled fingers and let out a moaning sound.

Hisoka just gave up.

When Meizhi woke up, she was lying in Hisoka's arms, with her cheek on his shoulder.

And he seemed unaware of the strange eyes of other guests, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and chatting with other families. He said it was a chat, but it was just that others approached actively, trying to get acquainted with the successor of the Moreau family, maybe in the future There will be contacts in the mall.

Hisoka perfunctorily refused to even look at him. He noticed that Meizhi had woken up. She rubbed her eyes and leaned over to kiss Hisoka's cheek. The child's soft lips were sweeter than melted chocolate. The dissatisfaction in Hisoka's eyes His resistance decreased a bit, he simply turned sideways and focused on talking to Meizhi, the person who came over couldn't hold back, said a few decent words and left knowingly.

The wine glass was handed to Meizhi's mouth, and Hisoka tempted a three-year-old child to taste the high-strength red wine irresponsibly, "It's delicious, Meizhi has a sip~"

Although Meizhi didn't wake up, it didn't mean she didn't have judgment.

If she doesn't want to make a fool of herself at other people's banquets, she'd better not use her three-year-old body to test whether she can resist alcohol.

But in order not to embarrass him, Meizhi pretended to be curious and leaned over to smell it, then pushed the wine glass away with a frown: "Brush your nose, Meizhi doesn't want it."

Hisoka took a sip from his wine glass with a smile on his face, and didn't say anything else.

The butler didn't go out with him, only the family of three came out this time, as well as the driver waiting outside and the two bodyguards standing in the hall.

Hughes would inevitably think too much about the divestment of Patriarch Morrow's capital. He didn't want to expose anything because of this. After the banquet started, he took the initiative to invite Patriarch Morrow to the study to apologize for his previous misjudgment, and it is unknown how much of his sincerity was there. .

Hugh's family is far richer than the Morrow family, and in this area, even if there is any speculation or discord, they will not blatantly tear their faces. Although I don't know what I think in my heart, but in this case , since someone handed the ladder down, no matter whether Hughes did it on purpose or it was a misunderstanding, the two raised their glasses and took a sip as peace.

Hisoka graciously rejected other people's intentions to talk proactively. He didn't have the heart to flirt with these people. Meizhi, who was sitting by the side, was surrounded by a group of ladies who touched her cheeks, and some of them took off their own necklaces and jewelry as gifts to her. .

Meizhi saluted awkwardly and thanked her, and got countless face and head rubs for her cute look, and when Hisoka brought her over, she found a lip print on her face.

There was no water around, Hisoka wiped her cheeks with a handkerchief stained with alcohol, and taught her in an elder tone: "Won't you hide?"

Meizhi pursed her lips, playing with the diamond brooch in her hand a little dissatisfied: "My strength is not as strong as theirs..."

This topic ended when their father came back, he took her from Hisoka's arms, and his brows and eyes softened when he heard his daughter talk about the gifts that the lady gave her.

After Meizhi finished speaking, he showed her what he was carrying in his hand: "It seems that Meizhi is very popular... Look, Uncle Hughes also gave Meizhi a gift."

Hearing the gift, Meizhi stretched out her neck and looked inside, her eyes lit up when she took out the black-haired doll inside, "It's a doll!"

Hisoka sipped his wine and looked at the doll, narrowing his slender eyes.

After returning, Meizhi placed the doll that looked similar to her on the table—a place where she could see it at a glance, and then she lay down to sleep in peace.

In the dark night, the doll's head turned, and its eyes were facing the ignorant Meizhi on the bed.

And far away in another room full of dolls, a man in a suit leaned on a chair, looked at the little girl on the bed, squinted his eyes and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

He seemed to be impatient, with a greedy gleam in his eyes. He stroked a large blond doll, and when he saw a business card for beating the enemy, he made a phone call without the slightest hesitation.

At the same time, Hisoka sat up from the bed, opened the door of Meizhi's room, and after finding the doll with a clear goal, he broke the doll's neck neatly, with an invisible smile on his face and golden pupils glowing. Leng Yi: "Next, what are you going to do to my sister~~"

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