three thousand darlings

An ordinary car is speeding on the road in the dark night, the yellow halo hits the car showing an indescribable charm, and the shiny black paint reflects the slight light.

Gu Chongchong lay down on the seat, with a peaceful face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, telling his sweet dreams.With a slender thigh resting on his head, he smacked the corners of his mouth twice, rubbing against each other, murmuring something.

Han Qilu propped her head up, stretched out her hand to paint his face, her bony fingers were white and slender, and her round fingertips showed a healthy pink.Curved eyebrows, which will be tangled together in anger when angry; closed eyes, round eyes that bend like crescent moons when smiling; long eyelashes, trembling slightly with the owner's movements, making people feel pity; The high protruding nose is very cute when it is wrinkled; the bright red lips are a little bit seductive when they are turned up.These facial features formed an immature face, the face of a small baby, only 1.7 meters tall and 1.8 meters seven standing together, he looked petite.

What a doll, a delicate and well-behaved SD doll, not those lifeless puppets.This doll belongs to him, and he does not allow anyone to snatch it.

Withdrawing his gaze, he closed his eyes, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Chongchong shivered all over, why did he feel a little cold, opened his eyes and immediately dozed off, gathered his clothes, felt warm and fell into a deep sleep.

Han Qilu took off his clothes and covered him, and caressed his cheek, with such a keen feeling, he is worthy of being a soldier, baby, I am more and more interested in you.

"President, here we are."

Under the light of the lights, the big characters in xx community gave off a cold gloomy light. Han Qilu's expression suddenly became ugly when he thought of Gu Chongchong's room which exuded a terrible smell and was as messy as if he was in a garbage dump.He said in a deep voice, "Go back." Even a person like him who doesn't have a cleanliness can't stand it. How can a person who looks clean have the ability to make the room like this.

The car started again and drove into the night.

When Han Qilu appeared in the villa with Gu Chongchong in his arms, the housekeeper went up to meet him, and saw him holding a person in his arms, with a suit covering his body, his face could not be seen clearly, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, It was quickly hidden by him.Except for the young master who was abducted, the master didn't even hug the young master. Ever since the young master was lost, the master has not been anxious, but he just ignored him when he called the police, which made him fully understand his coldness.

"master."

"En." Han Qilu nodded, and walked upstairs past him.Uncle Sun has been the housekeeper of their family for decades, watching him grow up, he still has some gratitude to him from the bottom of his heart, even in his most difficult time, he did not leave.

Han Qilu stood beside Gu Chongchong with his arms in his arms, and Uncle Sun followed behind him and took a few steps forward to open the door, lifted the quilt, took off his shoes, and covered him again.As soon as Gu Chongchong fell into the soft quilt, he rolled into the corner with the quilt in his arms, and fell asleep soundly.

The occasional glance made Uncle Sun feel like he was struck by lightning, the young master, it is the young master!Pulling Han Qilu's hand, he said eagerly, "Master, you have found the young master. He is the young master, right?" He was brought up with one hand, and he was the saddest when he knew that the young master was abducted. He has been praying all these years, hoping to find the young master as soon as possible.

Han Qilu frowned, what Eldest Young Master?There is no such person in the family.

When Uncle Sun saw his expression, his excited heart couldn't help but cool down a little, and was blown cool by the wind. "Master, have you forgotten the young master?"

Hearing a title he hadn't heard for many years, Han Qilu was a little dazed. That year, his father was seriously ill, and his only wish was to see his grandson.At that time, he lied and went to have a test-tube baby, and the baby was born ten months later.He personally held the frail child, the newborn hope, at the pillow of his father, who died after naming him.

He handed him over to Uncle Sun, and never took care of him, and rarely saw him.His father's departure had been expected, and he had to manage the company to deal with the group of greedy tigers and leopards in addition to heavy schoolwork. He wished that one person could be used by two people. Gradually, he didn't even go home and stayed in the company every night.If he had not seen the child at the wedding, he would have forgotten him long ago.After he got married, he didn't care about him, he didn't worry about him, and handed everything over to his wife Shen Ruxin.

Knowing that when he was abducted, the global financial crisis and even the company suffered various losses. At the critical period, he couldn't be distracted at all, and directly entrusted him to the police and ice, because there was no news and he forgot over time.

In the intensive care unit, the father shed tears of excitement against the baby's face, which became his only impression of him.

"No, I haven't forgotten it." He will never forget the scene of his father's peaceful departure with the deep-rooted warmth.

"Master, he is the young master." Uncle Sun said excitedly, looking kindly at Gu Chongchong who was tightly wrapped up.

Han Qilu couldn't see any emotion from his dark eyes, he turned and left, and when he came back, he had a knife in his hand.

Uncle Sun was so frightened that he quickly stopped him, "Master, what are you going to do?"

"Blood test." Pushed him away, took one of his hands, held his finger, and cut lightly, the bright red liquid rushed out and dripped on the glassware.

Perhaps feeling the pain, Gu Chongchong reflexively and sexually withdrew his hand, frowned uncomfortably, and rendered flirtatious fireworks on the white quilt.

"Enough is enough, it hurts so much." Uncle Sun said distressedly, found the medicine box and bandaged him.

Han Qilu took the utensil and left. There was a sound of an engine starting outside, and it gradually went away.

The next day, when Gu Chongchong got up, he saw the blood on the quilt and fell off the bed in shock.Whose aunt missed it, and at this time he realized that this was not his house at all, and felt a slight pain in his fingers. When he took a closer look, there was a Band-Aid on one of his fingers.what happened?Why does his hand have more cuts for no reason? Could it be that he accidentally injured it in a dream, or when he was in the police station? Strange, he doesn't seem to remember putting on a Band-Aid.

An alarm rang, and he took out his mobile phone to see that it was already [-]:[-], and he was late in half an hour.Gu Chongchong jumped up, put the matter behind him, and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry. After a while, the room was locked in a messy scene like a strong wind passing through.

The warm sunlight poured down on the dark and solemn marble. The rectangular dining table separated the family far away. There was an exquisite breakfast on the table. No one made a sound, which made the atmosphere a bit heavy.

Han Qilu sat on the main seat, holding a cup of latte and holding a copy of the Economic Morning Post in his hand. This was a habit he had developed for a long time.On the lower right hand sits a graceful, elegant, and beautiful woman. She is the hostess of the family, Han Qilu's wife Shen Ruxin.Opposite her sat a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old. He inherited the handsome face of his father and mother. He smiled brightly but handsomely. He was seriously cutting a steak.

A dull sound came from the spiral staircase, attracting everyone's attention.Who doesn't know, Master Xijing doesn't like to make noise the most.

Gu Chongchong ran down the stairs in a panic, and almost fell, but there was only one thought in his mind, oh shit, we're going to be late!Didn't notice the people downstairs until someone stopped him.

"Young master, you're awake." Uncle Sun took his hand and smiled, and sat him down on the chair.

Han Qilu looked up at him, then shifted his gaze to the newspaper, and acquiesced in his address.

Shen Ruxin was surprised, and said sarcastically, "Uncle Sun, when did our family have an extra young master?"

Han Jiacheng bit his steak and looked at him silently. Wasn't his elder brother abducted by human traffickers when he was a child?

Before Gu Chongchong could speak, he was pressed on the chair by him. He also looked at a loss when he heard what he said, but he was going to be late if he didn't leave.He stood up and was about to leave, but he pushed him down again, with a pair of chopsticks stuffed in his hands.

"Eldest young master, what are you doing after eating?" Then she turned to Shen Ruxin and said, "Madam, you also forgot about young master."

Shen Ruxin's face turned pale, she tightened her hands holding the chopsticks, and said with a sneer, "This can't be a liar." How could she forget the only flaw in the fairy tale of the princess and the prince.

"Dinner." The head of the family spoke, and no one dared to challenge his authority.

Gu Chongchong is a little annoyed, does their matter have anything to do with him?What a bullshit young master, that woman has a strong hostility towards him, she splashed dirty water with one sentence, and he was labeled a liar before he had time to express anything. Damn why both of them are like this, the more I think about it, the more angry I get, smacking the chopsticks, standing up, the chair makes a harsh sound when it touches the marble surface, and swears to them, "My dad, I'm the only child, don't f--- relative."

Han Qilu looked at his back and his eyes flickered, but finally he didn't speak.It's just that the surrounding air became colder, and the newspapers were damaged silently without his realizing it.

Shen Ruxin's face turned ugly, what does he mean by denying their existence and wanting to monopolize the family property?

Uncle Sun was even more dissatisfied with Shen Ruxin, because she drove the young master away.

Han Jiacheng lowered his head and only focused on eating, but he admired him so much in his heart that he dared to speak to his father like this.