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The person in front of him had black hair, fair skin, pale lips, pale green eyes with a hint of coolness, and a smile on his lips. He looked extremely harmless and peaceful.

That was the appearance Chu E used to use in Wu Chu.

Shen Qiuze's eyes were full of gloom, he was too familiar with the appearance of the person in front of him.

Because he also used that quiet and harmless appearance when approaching Wu Chu, and even used this appearance to accompany Wu Chu for two full years.

Shen Qiuze thought that Wu Chu was born to like this type of person, but now someone smiled and told him softly in front of him that he was just a substitute.

Because he was weak and sick easily since he was a child, Wu Chu habitually took care of others, and frowned charitably and rescued him in the bar.

In the middle of the night in the hotel, when he woke up in a nightmare covered in cold sweat, and Wu Chu skillfully carried a pillow to accompany him with sleepy eyes, was it because the person in front of him was not in good health and easily woke up in the middle of the night?

Shen Qiuze's eyes became colder and colder. He lowered his eyes. Not long after, he crossed his hands, raised his head and said calmly, "So what?"

Even if it's because of him, so what?

He is the one who has a legitimate identity beside Wu Chu.

He is also the one who has been in love with Wu Chu for two years.

The person who got Wu Chu's greatest indulgence was him, Shen Qiuze.

Chu E smiled and seemed to be sighing: "It's nothing, I just want to tell Mr. Shen that I haven't been able to stay with Ah Chu these few years because of my health."

"But after all, I grew up with Ah Chu. I was by his side in the past, and I will be by his side in the future."

"Don't bother Mr. Shen."

They knew each other when they were young, and they had a deeper bond than anyone else, and this bond had already melted into Chu E's flesh and blood.

If other people want to cut it off, they will treat him like a bone and skin.

Shen Qiuze's face turned cold. He found out from the information that Wu Chu had a very good relationship with the heir of the Chu family when he was a child, so good that it was unbelievable.

After all, Chu E, as the heir of the Chu family, has been surrounded by stars since he was a child. No matter how many people want to put their children beside Chu E, he only wants Wu Chu.

As long as Wu Chu was treated coldly after being taken back to Wu's house, and was even talked about by his servants behind his back.

No one knows why.

They only know that Chu E is only surrounded by Wu Chu, and beside Wu Chu, there will always be only Chu E who looks weak in a wheelchair.

This kind of relationship came to an abrupt end in the year when Chu E's illness was most severe and he was sent abroad, like shards of glass suddenly splashed, and the cracks one after another made people tremble with fear.

In the same year, Wu Chu was also sent abroad by the Wu family to practice karting and started F1.

But now that so many years have passed, Shen Qiuze can still feel the strong possessive desire from the dark green eyes of the person in front of him.

It was like a resting poisonous snake showing its sharp fangs, and its cold eyes warned another wild beast that coveted its prey.

That's definitely not the kind of possessiveness one should have over a childhood playmate.

Shen Qiuze narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not up to Mr. Chu to say whether to take care of it or not."

He got up, still looking indifferent and said: "After all, this is a private matter between me and Wu Chu."

He has a relationship with Wu Chu, and it's not his turn for a green-eyed mob to come out of nowhere and make irresponsible remarks in front of him.

He didn't know what Wu Chu meant to him now, but he knew that he would never let Wu Chu go away now, just like a person in the deep sea pulling the last spider thread.

I dare not climb up, but it is absolutely impossible to let go.

He tried his best to maintain the status quo. He didn't want to touch the precarious status quo, and he didn't want to think deeply about what Wu Chu meant in his heart.

But Shen Qiuze would never tolerate someone appearing to break this status quo.

He does not allow himself to break, nor does he allow Wu Chu to break, and he will not tolerate others to break this precarious status quo.

Chu E did not look up at the man who got up, but said calmly: "Mr. Shen likes those who look similar."

"You can play however you want."

"But for those who shouldn't play, Mr. Shen better know what to do."

Shen Qiuze's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and his footsteps suddenly stopped when he got up, his whole body was full of hostility, he tightened his jaw and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry about it."

After a while, the entire reception room fell silent, and large swathes of sunlight came in from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the seat in front of Chu E was empty.

Chu E slowly turned her head to look at Shen Qiuze who left with her assistant outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, her half-closed eyes were as cold as the inorganic vitreous.

During the two most critical years of his treatment, Wu Chu was entangled by unknown bugs, and when he barely had room to breathe after the operation and slowly recovered, Wu Chu had already gotten along with Shen Qiuze.

Chu E's pale lips turned pale, and she stared nervously at Shen Qiuze's disappearing figure.

He didn't tell Wu Chu everything about Shen Qiuze, not because he didn't have a chance or because he showed mercy to Shen Qiuze, but because the time hadn't come yet.

He wanted to wait until Wu Chu was completely hopeless, when his Wu Chu was surrounded by broken ice floes, confused and panicked, and be Wu Chu's last piece of driftwood.

That piece of driftwood that Wu Chu couldn't live without ever since.

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Wu's house.

The old butler silently watched the servants coming and going as they emptied a certain room.

It is said to be emptied, but in fact, there are not many things left by the owner in the room. Most of the things that have been cleaned out are like hotel facilities, and the private atmosphere is almost like a guest room.

But no matter how private it is, and no matter how it looks like a guest room, that room is also the place where the young master Shun Shun lives in this old house, so what does it mean to be emptied now?

The old butler looked at the boy sitting in the hall downstairs with a handsome face. Opposite him was Wu Han, who was talking to him with a tilted head and a smile.

Without saying a few words, Wu Han looked upstairs, as if he noticed the eyes of the old housekeeper upstairs, he frowned slightly, said a few words to Zhang Huaiyuan in front of him, and then went up to the second floor.

Wu Han didn't look at the servants who came and went cleaning things, but looked at the old housekeeper with a frown and said: "Uncle Zhong, go down and rest if you have nothing to do."

The old butler didn't speak, just fell silent for a moment, he looked up at Wu Han, who was almost the child he had watched grow up, and said, "Young master's room has been emptied, what should he do if he can't find a room when he comes back?"

Wu Han's eyes were deep and his voice was indifferent and paranoid: "Uncle Zhong, I told you before."

"I only have one brother."

Now I finally came back and sat on the sofa downstairs.

The relative DNA is accurate and the parent-child DNA is accurate, and the iron-like evidence is in front of people. How can people not believe it?

The old housekeeper didn't speak, his temple hair was already gray, he stood in place, looking at the resplendent hall, looking at the spiral staircase with handrails, he recalled in a daze many years ago, he took Wu Chu into Wu Chu First night at home.

At that time, he held Wu Chu's child's little hand and walked up the long spiral staircase, when he heard the child ask in a childish voice where his mother was.

He didn't answer. The mother who the child asked was lying in a coffin in the mourning hall, but the child didn't know anything, and his eyes were full of expectation and joy, waiting for his answer.

Now that so many years have passed, he is also old, and he has seen too much family strife and disputes in his long life. He knows that Wu Han, as the son of Wu's eldest son, has endured too much since he was a child, and his mind is much stronger than others , he must have his basis for his insistence.

But he still wanted to call Wu Chu who asked where his mother was with a tender voice as the young master.

The old housekeeper sighed slowly, looked at the young, promising and stubborn Wu Han and sighed: "It's up to you."

The black-haired boy with a handsome face also went upstairs at some point, and whispered to him Uncle Zhong with a smile on his face. The old housekeeper didn't speak, but nodded silently.

He went downstairs with the help of the spiral stairs, and heard the black-haired boy behind him say to Wu Han with a little embarrassment: "Brother, I can live anywhere, I don't need to pack it out..."

Wu Han was silent, did not speak, and said after a while: "This is where you should live."

After so many years, it's time to return what was returned.

Thinking of this, Wu Han rubbed Zhang Huaiyuan's head, his usually indifferent eyes softened, and he said softly with the corners of his lips bent: "Don't worry, brother will take care of you if there is anything."

He is no longer the junior high school student who could only watch his mother being imprisoned in a nursing home, nor is he the Wu Han who was still powerless when he knew that Wu Zongsheng raised a mistress and an illegitimate child outside.

Even if he wanted to get Wu Chu out of Wu's house in front of Wu Zongsheng, Wu Zongsheng didn't dare to do anything to him.

He has been dormant for so long, eating away Wu Zongsheng's power step by step until now, but it is also to make his brother's life better after finding his brother again.

What Zhang Huaiyuan lacked these years, he will make up for it little by little, and will not let him suffer any more grievances.

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The headquarter of Mantes Racing Team is located in country Y. In October in country Y, the weather has gradually turned cold.

Even in the evening, the sun in the sky is covered by clouds, and the wind that will blow is also chilly.

A few pigeons were parked on the benches in Lund Park, and a few snow-white feathers fell from the fountain.

The boy in the black coat sat on the bench, watching the white-feathered pigeons with their heads swaying on the ground.

After the Mantes team revealed the drivers signed for this season, many fans sprayed the Mantes team with blood.

--- "It's not without reason that the Mantes team was on the verge of bankruptcy before, and they always signed some parallel imports."

---"Isn't that Chinese driver an abandoned son of the McGill team?"

---"There are people who want this kind of person, shouldn't he be a technician honestly?"

Not only those car fans, Wu Chu, who just arrived in country Y last night, went to the Mantes team headquarters to discuss signing matters this morning, and he could also feel the whole team's indifference to him.

The evening sun was spreading, and the fountain was sparkling. Wu Chu, who was leaning on the bench, lowered his head and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. The dim light divided the shadows on his face, and the thin and transparent sunlight fell on his eyelashes. , seems a little quiet and lonely.

He had a cigarette in his mouth and was about to lower his head to light it, but the light in front of him was covered by a tall figure. He frowned slightly and raised his head, but the smoke in his mouth was pinched away by his slender and white fingertips in the next second.

The visitor said in a deep voice, "Didn't it be said that race car drivers should not smoke?"

Wu Chu froze for a moment, he looked at the man in front of him wearing a light brown windbreaker, with profound facial features, deep eyes with a little smile, thin lips slightly bent looking at him.

The man who was supposed to stay in the narrow rental house suddenly appeared on the bench next to the fountain in the evening, looking a little tired in his eyes, as if he had just arrived after a long journey.