I regenerated a small bodyguard

He immediately raised his vigilance, and didn't dare to speak rashly, but carefully chose an ambiguous answer: "What do you say?"

Song Quan said: "I know your attitude towards me today, you didn't even bark at my father, you must be blaming me for ignoring you a while ago, but don't you realize that I'm actually angry?"

Mu Jiashu: "..."

This really doesn't exist.

And this person... is not right.

Song Quan smiled, but there was no happy meaning in the smile: "I married your mother with all my strength, and I always believed that sincerity is as good as gold and stone, I don't care that you are not my child, but I hope that her second and third children are all my own flesh and blood. After so many years, even a rock is warmed up, but she always thinks about your heartless biological father! I did make a mistake, I I made a promise, but my patience is not as good as I imagined, I like her, but she has refused to accept me for so many years, and I hate her too."

Mu Jiashu could understand Song Quan's thoughts, so he didn't speak, but listened carefully.

Song Quan calmed down a little, and continued: "But you are different. Xiaoshu, you can speak from your heart. Have I ever treated you badly since I was a child?"

Mu Jiashu followed his meaning and shook his head.

Song Quan said: "The days when you were a child should be the most difficult time in my life. I was abandoned by my family, and I didn't even graduate from college. I didn't have enough ability to support myself, so I could only rely on odd jobs to live. Yours My mother was polite and grateful to me, but she didn’t love me at all. My parents wished they had never had such an unfilial son. I felt as if I had transmigrated into someone else’s body, and the whole world and life changed! Everything Everything needs to be adapted again, I dare not see any of my friends from the past, I don’t want them to find out about my recent situation..."

Mu Jiashu was slightly moved, and glanced at the other party, and Song Quan also looked back at him gently:

"But in those days, every day when I came home, you were the one who welcomed me the most, yelling 'Daddy's back', happily rushing up to hug my leg; seeing my hands worn out on the construction site Now, you will frown and help me breathe; you rely on me and need me, no matter how humble I am on the outside, you will always be an amazing father in your heart... At that time you were the only one in this world I will never forget the person who truly loves me!"

Mu Jiashu pressed his forehead, feeling that if he was really Shen Shu, he would be so moved at this moment, he called "Dad" and burst into tears, holding his headache and crying his heart out.

...which kinda rhymes.

It's a pity that although he never cared much about bottom line and other things in order to achieve his goals, but now there is no need for that, just casually cooperate with this kind of drama, so he pretended to be at a loss and lowered his head, avoiding it. Opened the hope in Song Quan's eyes.

Song Quan seemed a little disappointed: "Over time, no matter what the relationship with your mother is, you have become my most important... relative. You have been sensitive and shy since you were a child, and your personality is a bit withdrawn. I used to think that you would You have been relying on me all the time, I never thought that you would like Li Qing so much, and even talk back to me because of him. What kind of shit do you think Li Qing is, think about it, which father would like to see his son with him? "

Mu Jiashu thought to himself, this love-hate love-hate, Song Quan, a stepfather, should he speak in such a sad tone, it sounds too awkward, but on the surface he maintained a quiet and slightly sentimental look, low-keyed. Said: "...I'm sorry."

Song Quandao: "I don't blame you, I was angry for a while before. I have some capital now, and I originally wanted to help you find a decent job in a few days, but I didn't expect you to go to Wei Shao's company first. Xiaoshu, The ones you know are... Shao Wei told you?"

Mu Jiashu pushed the matter to Wei Xun without hesitation: "Yes."

Song Quan said gently: "Then do you have any plans for the future? Do you want to go home?"

Mu Jiashu said: "I haven't thought about it yet."

As he answered, he quickly sorted out the conversation between the two of them just now in his mind.

Because the impression Song Quan left on him for the first time was somewhat biased, Mu Jiashu made a mistake from the very beginning—he took it for granted that Song Quan had always been indifferent to Shen Shu, and never thought of it. The father-son relationship between them is far closer than I expected, so the attitude towards Song Quan was a bit inappropriate at the beginning, and now I can only try to be more cautious.

But it's not a big deal...Mu Jiashu thoughtfully tapped the table with his index finger, and decided to ask what he wanted to know just this time.

Song Quan heard him say that he didn't think about it and was trying to persuade Mu Jiashu not to return to Mu's house, but to work with him, Mu Jiashu deliberately hesitated, and asked: "Where have you been these days? Why...why are you so rich all of a sudden?"

Song Quan was stunned, and while he was talking, Mu Jiashu said again: "I haven't been able to find you these days... Do you know that I'm actually very angry too! To be honest, are you like With, with other women, as in the rumors?"

After understanding the relationship between the two people, he boldly changed his attitude and let go of his words a bit, but thinking of Shen Shu's cowardice, Mu Jiashu still stammered on purpose.

Song Quan immediately said: "No, I don't, don't get me wrong!"

Mu Jiashu raised one eyebrow: "And then?"

Song Quan couldn't resist him, and said helplessly, "I have reconciled with my parents."

Mu Jiashu dubiously said: "So there is no such thing as the legendary woman who took care of you?"

Song Quan's complexion looked good instead, he stood up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, it's not early today, go home quickly, I will come to see you in a few days, I hope you will A decision has been made. The Mu family has never raised you for a day, and you have no relationship with them, why go back and suffer?"

Mu Jiashu did not ignore the short moment of hesitation when he answered, lowered his eyes slightly, and nodded: "Okay."

This thing is interesting.

After he walked out of the cafe, he glanced back inadvertently, and found that Song Quan was watching him leave.

Reconciled with his parents... Mu Jiashu quickly turned his head back, thinking about it and strode home.

At first, when Wei Xun's investigators came back and said that Song Quan was the son of Song Chusheng, a tycoon in the insurance industry, Mu Jiashu still suspected that he had made a mistake.Because he is also a big name in the business world, he has a relatively deep understanding of the Song family. It is said that the actual main manager of the Song family's business is Song Zhen, the only son of the chairman Song Chusheng. .

But looking at it now, Mu Jiashu felt that it was true that these things could not be done well.Just now he paid attention to a detail - Song Quan and Shen Shu's mother received a marriage certificate at the age of 20.

For ordinary people, the legal age of marriage for men should be 22 years old, and the 20-year-old marriage allowance should only apply to a small number of minority areas.As far as Mu Jiashu knew, Song Chusheng and his wife were from the Bai tribe, so such a coincidence did not seem like a coincidence.

Mu Jiashu frowned slightly.He didn't take the Song family too seriously, but the doubts about Song Quan's identity still made people feel a little troublesome.

The old people are used to going to bed early and getting up early. When Mu Jiashu came home, Wang Xiufang had already gone to the bedroom to rest. The house did not leave a light for him in order to save electricity. Mu Jiashu gently closed the door and went to the kitchen. The rice reserved for him was still hot—one steamed bun, half a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Now he has basically mastered the skill of washing dishes. After a hasty meal, he cleaned the dishes and put them in the cupboard, and took advantage of the moonlight shining in from the window to tidy up the things he bought from the supermarket. Bought a radio.

That was the last time when Li Zhiguo came to their house, he broke Wang Xiufang's radio. Later, Mu Jiashu repaired it, and the old lady just listened to it. He always wanted to buy a new one, but because things happened one after another. I can't always remember.

Mu Jiashu decided to buy one next time no matter what.

In fact, although the supermarket he went to was very close to home, the location was not too prosperous, and there were not many kinds of things sold, so Mu Jiashu thought that it would be an accident to run into Wen Shihe last time, but he didn't expect it to be so long ago. A few days later, the two met again.

He bought a radio, and just after paying the bill, he heard someone shouting the word "Shen Shu".

Mu Jiashu was distracted, hadn't realized it at first, walked a few steps and remembered that Shen Shu was him, then turned his head, and found that the person calling him was actually the annoying Wen Shihe.

Wen Shihe walked over from the checkout gate: "I found out that we are very destined recently."

...This is definitely a sinful fate.

Mu Jiashu was holding a shopping bag in his hand, looking at his empty hands, it was obvious that he wasn't here to buy things.

He smiled faintly: "Yes, it's a coincidence. Then Shao Wen is busy, so I'll go first?"

"Hey, why are you in a hurry." Wen Shihe stood in front of him, "I found that you are much more interesting than before, Li Qing can't compare with you at all...how, he still treats him like that now. Are you desperate?"

Mu Jiashu felt that he was probably just idle today, so he didn't comment, and just said: "Young Master Wen said so, Li Qing will be sad to hear that."

Wen Shihe waved his hand and said carelessly, "Whoever follows me, if he can't stand it, he won't be able to survive long ago."

Mu Jiashu could feel that Wen Shihe was quietly observing his expression while saying this, so he pursed his lips, turned around without saying a word, and walked out of the supermarket.

Wen Shihe followed him: "Yo, are you angry? When I met you pretending to be real that day, I told you that it's impossible for you not to miss Li Qing."

Mu Jiashu ignored him and went straight out of the supermarket.If someone else dared to play petty temper with him like this, Wen Shihe would have been impatient long ago, but not to mention, as a man, this Shen Shu was originally pretty, and when he was angry, his appearance was even more small I feel pitiful. Although I have an instinctive resistance to his face, Wen Shihe was accidentally flashed.

He reached out to pick up the bag in Mu Jiashu's hand: "Come on, let me carry it for you."

Mu Jiashu: "..."

He originally wanted to use this excuse to throw Wen Shihe away, but he didn't expect that this person seemed to be infected with a common disease that domineering presidents or wealthy young masters are prone to suffer from, commonly known as "slutty syndrome"-the more you don't give He has a good face, the more he wants to be by your side.

It's really unbelievable, what's the matter with this person, didn't he still look down on him a few days ago?I heard that there are always underworld contacts in their family. Could it be that they were hit on the head with a sap when they were walking at night?

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Mu Jiashu glanced at him, ignored Wen Shihe behind him, quickly walked a few steps and left him behind, and answered the phone: "Third brother."

The author has something to say: Poor little tree, now I can only eat steamed buns and half a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes for dinner... But after staying at home for three days and eating crispy noodles, I ordered takeaway for the first time, and found tomatoes when I was drunk Scrambled eggs are delicious, so my mother ordered this recipe for him...

Literary scum really needs to be cleaned up (*/ω＼*).

Thank you Baby Gu Zheng for the rocket launcher in "Ga Yi Pa" and the mines in "The Story King", thank you very much for liking my article (づ￣3￣)づ.