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"I have contacted my brother, so what, he said he is now." Cen Qing glanced at Cen Jingxiang cautiously, stuck out her tongue and said, "He is washing dishes."

"Washing dishes?" Cen Jingxiang suppressed her anger, "You have grown so old that you haven't even thrown out the trash, what kind of dishes does he wash?"

Cen Qing didn't understand why her mother was so angry, she went up and hugged Cen Jingxiang's arm and shook it: "Mom, I won't come back until brother comes back. Isn't dad's birthday party the same?"

"What do you know?" Cen Jingxiang frowned, "Call your brother and ask him to come back immediately."

Cen Jingxiang stared at her: "Go if you are told!"

Cen Qing was so frightened that she had never seen her gentle mother get so angry. It happened that Wan Qianshan came in through the door, and Cen Qing was like seeing a rescuer: "Dad, save me!"

"What's wrong?" Wan Qianshan glanced at Cen Jingxiang, who was holding her arms across her chest, probably knowing what was the reason, and gave Cen Qing a wink, "Uncle Fang is at home, and his little princess wants to see Xiao Qing Where is my sister, go quickly."

The little girl nodded her head twice, and ran away with her skirt in her hands. Wan Qianshan walked forward with a smile: "What's the matter, so angry?"

He has a very elegant and handsome appearance, with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a custom-made suit without any wrinkles. The precious obsidian and diamond-encrusted badge is low-key yet luxurious.

Cen Jingxiang sighed: "It's not Bai Yan."

"Isn't Bai Yan in a hurry at school? Let him take care of himself when the child grows up." Wan Qianshan said.

Cen Jingxiang glanced at him: "You, just indulge him."

Her demeanor is nothing like a middle-aged woman in her 40s, with coquettish eyes and brows, exactly the same as when they first fell in love in their teens.

This glance made Wan Qianshan's soul flutter, so he stepped forward and hugged Cen Jingxiang, and said: "I said back then that Bai Yan is my own son, and I will not indulge him."

Cen Jingxiang smiled and patted Wan Qianshan's chest: "Since Bai Yan is your own son, Qian Shan, what about changing Bai Yan's surname?"

Wan Qianshan promised that as soon as Cen Baiyan changed his surname to Xuan, he would immediately register the two companies under his name with Baiyan.

"It's not urgent." Wan Qianshan put his arms around Cen Jingxiang's shoulders, understanding it, "Originally, I would like to take this opportunity to formally introduce Bai Yan to friends in the mall. Since Bai Yan is not here, let's do it next time." .”

He said comforting words, but he was glad in his heart that it would be good if Cen Baiyan didn't come, it would be best if he didn't come.

He couldn't bear Cen Jingxiang's bedside wind day after day, and accidentally let go of this, and wanted to officially let the three of Cen Jingxiang take over the Wanjia.

After making the promise, he immediately regretted it. After all, his wife is not dead, they are still husband and wife legally, and he was married back then. Without the support of the Xuan family, he would not have achieved what he is now.

Wan Qianshan is a man, and there is no man who doesn't care about face. It doesn't matter how those people chew his tongue in private, saying that he abandoned his wife and son to seize the family property, but once he officially announces Cen Jingxiang's status, this scandal will be over It's as if it's on the table—his own son doesn't have his surname, and he wants a junior's son to take his surname, it's shameful.

He was in a dilemma. He didn't expect Cen Baiyan to be absent, which just gave him an excellent excuse.

Cen Jingxiang's eyes darkened: "But Qianshan—"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, there are plenty of opportunities." Wan Qianshan interrupted him.

Cen Jingxiang couldn't understand Wan Qianshan any better. She knew that Wan Qianshan liked gentle and submissive women, so she didn't say any more, and silently lowered her head.

"I know you feel wronged." Wan Qianshan looked down at the woman in his arms and comforted her patiently, "I have already registered Linhai Villa with Bai Yan, and Xiaoqing is not yet an adult. When she goes to university next year, I will buy her a suite in the city center."

Cen Jingxiang was overjoyed, but there was no trace of joy on her face, she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and said, "It's not like you don't know, I have followed you for more than ten years without a name, not because of this."

"How could I not know," Wan Qianshan sighed softly, "It's really not good for Bai Yan to be away on such an important occasion, so I will buy a suite for Bai Yan and take you to buy a bag tomorrow. What do you want? Just buy whatever, okay?"

Cen Jingxiang nodded, and gave a soft "hmm": "Qianshan, we only have you, and you are my only support."

There was a warm current in Wan Qianshan's heart, and he suddenly felt that he was extremely tall, and the woman in his arms was relying on him wholeheartedly.

He couldn't help thinking about ten years ago, when he reunited with Cen Jingxiang who was washing dishes in a restaurant, her yellow work clothes couldn't hide her beauty, when she saw Wanqian Mountain, two lines of tears flowed from her eyes in an instant, trembling He shouted: "Qianshan."

Wan Qianshan was immersed in memories when the housekeeper knocked on the door: "Sir, the head of the chamber of commerce is here."

"Okay, here we come." Wan Qianshan straightened his clothes and said to Cen Jingxiang, "I'll go down first, you clean up, remember to wear the jade bracelet and dress up richly."

Cen Jingxiang glanced at him coquettishly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I can't possibly embarrass you."

When Wan Qianshan came out of the room, Cen Jingxiang's face darkened a little bit, and her fingers were tightly knit together.

She knew twenty years ago that although Wan Qianshan loves her, he loves his own face, money and power even more.

Cen Jingxiang dressed up carefully, put on the emerald bracelet that symbolized the head of the house, and was about to go downstairs. When she was walking to the corridor, she heard the conversation between the president of the chamber of commerce downstairs and Wan Qianshan.

"Qianshan, is your son here today?" The head of the chamber of commerce joked, "My little princess has always been on her mind."

"Daddy! What are you talking about!" The girl's shy voice followed.

Wan Qianshan smiled and said, "Bo Yan has something to do, so he can't come back."

"It's not Bai Yan, it's Young Master Xuan," said the head of the chamber of commerce. "I took the little girl to pay respects to Elder Xuan on his memorial day, and I happened to meet Young Master Xuan. He is indeed a good-looking talent."

"No, Daddy!" the girl said anxiously, "I like Brother Bai Yan!"

"Don't talk," the head of the chamber of commerce yelled at his daughter, "When adults talk, children don't interrupt."

"Ah, yes, yes," Wan Qianshan said in an unnatural voice, "Xiao Zhao also has something to do."

The president of the chamber of commerce said, "Qianshan, you should understand that we don't have any family background, but people in our circle still value family background."

Wan Qianshan's voice was tense: "Yes, yes, what the president said makes sense."

At the corner of the stairs, Cen Jingxiang's ten fingers cut deeply into the tiger's mouth, her chest heaving violently due to anger.

Wan Qianshan's submissive attitude made her feel even more chilled. It turned out that even if she followed Wan Qianshan for more than ten years without a name, she was still just an outsider.

In the unfinished building in the university town of Haigang City.

Xuanzhao pushed open the door of the house and saw Cen Baiyan standing in front of the small stove, with his sleeves rolled up and his hands on his hips, looking so imposing, he thought he was looking for someone to fight.

"Aren't you full?" Xuan Zhao put on his slippers and teased, "Still worshiping the Stove Lord?"

Cen Boyan said: "I worship the Stove Lord, can he help wash the dishes?"

It turned out that his posture was to wash the dishes, Xuan Zhao laughed and said, "Young Master, let me do it."

Cen Baiyan didn't want to admit that he was helpless in the face of these bowls and chopsticks, folded his arms and snorted, "Then you come."

Xuan Zhao took off his cotton coat, put on an apron, pushed Cen Baiyan and said, "Give way."

"I'm the supervisor." Cen Baiyan raised his chin, "If you grind again, your wages will be deducted."

"You." Xuan Zhao shook his head helplessly, and turned on the faucet.

He rinsed a bowl, Cen Baiyan took it naturally, and wiped off the water stains with a dishcloth.

"Wipe the bottom of the bowl, too." Xuan Zhao turned to look at him, "Hey, don't use such strong hands, you will wipe the bowl through!"

"It's really particular." Cen Baiyan said angrily, turned over the porcelain bowl in his hand, and wiped the bottom of the bowl.

Xuan Zhao smiled and said, "Do you usually not work at home?"

"There is a nanny." Cen Baiyan looked at the bowl facing the window. He was very satisfied with the white and bright bowl, so he whistled triumphantly.

"Then your nanny is tired enough." Xuan Zhao sniffed.

"Damn!" Cen Baiyan scolded with a smile, "You say I'm difficult to serve?"

Xuan Zhao smiled and said nothing.

After cleaning two more bowls, Cen Baiyan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and asked casually, "Hey, that junior brother of yours, does he like you?"

"He's young, uncertain, just joking."

How did Cen Baiyan feel perfunctory when he heard Xuanzhao's answer: "He has been chasing you for a year and a half, and even his father and your mentor know about it and have no objection."

Xuan Zhao turned off the faucet, and he stood with his back to Cen Baiyan and facing the window. Cen Baiyan stared closely at the reflection of Xuan Zhao on the window, trying to discern the emotion in Xuan Zhao's drooping eyebrows and eyes.

"You also think he is good, do you think we are a good match?" After a short silence, Xuan Zhao asked softly.

"That's not what I meant," Cen Baiyan said bluntly, and then rolled his Adam's apple, "You...you never thought of finding someone to be with."

"I am like this," Xuan Zhao stared down at his left leg, mocking himself, "It's better not to drag others down."

"Don't talk nonsense." Cen Baiyan frowned, and quickly and keenly grasped the flaw in this sentence, "You don't want to drag your junior brother down, so you like him?"

"." Xuan Zhao didn't know how Cen Baiyan deduced this conclusion, and said dumbfoundedly, "He's just my junior brother, what do you care about him so much?"

Cen Baiyan's back stiffened, and the bowl in his hand nearly smashed to pieces on the ground. He quickly covered up his stiffness, and immediately denied it: "I care about that idiot? I think he is unreliable at first glance. Spectrum, even if you are looking for a partner, you have to pay attention."

Xuan Zhao lowered his eyes: "Then what do you think is reliable for me to find?"

"." Cen Baiyan suddenly ran out of words.

An answer faintly emerged in his heart-can you not find a partner or fall in love?

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, but Xuan Zhao was always able to bring the scene back before it got out of control. He wiped his hands on the apron: "I'm going downstairs to feed the dog, are you going?"

"Hey the dog?" Cen Baiyan was taken aback.

"Well," Xuan Zhao nodded, "There is a little stray dog ​​downstairs."

Cen Baiyan suddenly smiled: "I know, I've seen it before."

Xuan Zhao bent down and took out an opened can of dog food from the cupboard.

Of course he knew that Cen Baiyan had seen it before, and he also knew that Cen Baiyan held an umbrella for that dirty dog ​​and built a shelter from the rain.

This can of dog food was not prepared for him, but for Cen Baiyan.

"Have you seen it?" Xuan Zhao asked in surprise, "When?"

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The second watch is around 12:30~