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"What did you say? Xi Yan, did he really say that?! Does he still have my father in his heart?"

Xi Guomao clutched his chest, his breathing fluctuated violently, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Shen Qing supported him, "Perhaps Xiaoyan's intentions got sidetracked, the fact that he really married a man may have been just a whim."

"Then he can say this kind of thing? - without any intervention from the Xi family. What kind of words is this? Is it something a son should say to his father?"

Shen Qing patted Xi Guomao's back with one hand, but she was very happy in her heart, she never thought that Xi Yan would really spare no effort to get rid of the Xi family.

Judging by the attitude of this old man, as long as Xi Yan admits that he wants to marry a man.

Xi Guomao, who always cares about face and value interests, will definitely sever ties with his biological son immediately.

"How could a father and son have an overnight feud? Maybe you should talk to him face to face." Shen Qing said.

Only then did Xi Guomao hold back his anger, "Okay, I want to see what he's saying."

The days passed quickly, and it was the winter solstice in the blink of an eye.

Song Yu and Xi Yan came out of the supermarket side by side, holding the ingredients for making dumplings.

When leaving the supermarket, Song Yu remembered, "By the way, the vinegar at home is used up."

Xi Yan: "I'll go back and buy."

Song Yu waved his hand, "I'll go, you don't know what kind I want."

He quickly turned back to the supermarket without giving Xi Yan a chance to stop him.

At this time, Xi Yan's cell phone rang.

He saw the phone with "Father" on it, "Father."

Xi Guomao, who was standing in front of Song Yu's house, said, "You still think I'm your father?"

Xi Yan: "..."

Seeing that his son was silent, Xi Guomao said, "I'm at your door right now, I have something to talk to you about."

Xi Yan refused, "If it's a marriage, there is nothing else to talk about, and what Aunt Shen told you is all."

Xi Guomao: "...Is this your attitude?"

There was faint anger in his tone.

Xi Yan didn't follow him, "I am your son, and I am also an adult with full ability to act. I have the right to decide everything about me."

"Okay, you are right."

Xi Guomao was so angry that he hung up the phone with a click.

With a bottle of vinegar in his hand, Song Yu could see the most prominent man in the crowd from a distance. The suit he hadn't taken off in time made him abstinent and cold.

He approached quickly, "Let's go home and make dumplings."

Xi Yan took his hand, "Let's go out to eat."

Song Yu stopped and looked back at him, "...why so suddenly?"

"I'm afraid you'll be tired after working all day."

Song Yu looked at him, "Do you really think so?"

Xi Yan nodded.

Song Yu put a hand on his shoulder, "Mr. Xi, has anyone told you that you are very unnatural when you lie."

Song Yu hooked Xi Yan's neck, "What happened?"

"My father is here."

Xi Yan raised his head and stared at him with dark eyes, "I don't want to lie to you, I just don't want to spoil today's good mood."

Unexpectedly, Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Huh? Are you here to give money again?"

Xi Yan did not expect his reaction to be so relaxed, "He is different from Shen Qing, he will show no mercy to you and say some nasty things for the benefit of the Xi family."

Song Yu said with a smile: "With you, this must be faced. Don't worry, I can protect myself, and I have you by my side, I am not afraid of anything."

Xi Yan leaned over and kissed him, "Okay, then let's go back and make dumplings."

Xi Guomao waited in the car for a long time before he saw two men with interlocking fingers walking towards him side by side with an intimate manner from the intersection.

The driver said: "Master, this... seems to be Master Xi Yan? Beside him..."

Xi Guomao: "Shut up and do what you should do."

He narrowed his eyes, and saw Xi Yan's raised mouth and the shopping bag in his hand.

In 27 years, Xi Guomao didn't know that his son had such an unrestrained smile.

After leaving Xi's house, he even had to go to the supermarket by himself.

Xi Yan's smile disappeared when he saw the black commercial vehicle with a familiar license plate on the side of the road.

Song Yu followed his gaze and also saw the car.

"Is this your father's car?"

Xi Yan nodded.

Song Yu didn't go up to say hello, but took out the key from his pocket, "Let's go in."

——He has no habit of sticking a hot face to a cold butt. The most fundamental problem with Xi Guomao's attitude towards him cannot be solved by flattery.

Seeing that the two did not come up to say hello, they turned around and opened the door.

Xi Guomao couldn't sit still any longer, and when the two were about to close the door, he said loudly, "Are you Xi Yan's lover?"

The word "lover" made Song Yu grope for a while.

When both parties are single and not married, using this word is as disgusting as eating flies.

He didn't answer, and closed the door with a "bang".

It's an homage to that impolite word.

Xi Guomao looked at the tightly-fitted door: "..."

It was the first time anyone dared to do this in front of him.

"Xi Yan, open the door. I have something to talk to you about."

There was a voice from the door.

Song Yu went to Xi Yan in one breath, the corners of her eyes were as bright as peach blossoms.

After a brief entanglement, Xi Yan was still a bit cold, and he wanted to carry someone into the house with all his heart.

He raised his voice, "Private time, no business."

After finishing speaking, he was about to hug Song Yu's waist and walk in, but was held down by the provocative person, and whispered: "Wait a minute."

Xi Guomao could hear the difference in his son's voice.

Song Yu said leisurely at this time: "I am not Xi Yan's lover, I am his boyfriend."

After saying this, you can imagine the expression on the other side.

But what does it have to do with him.

Song Yu winked triumphantly at Xi Yan, and received a doting kiss, "Let's go, boyfriend."

Xi Guomao was dying of anger outside, when he heard footsteps walking away, he didn't respond to anything, took out his phone and dialed it, but was hung up.

Xi Guomao, who has never experienced this kind of treatment in his life, smashed his cell phone, angrily smashed the door and got into the car, "Let's go, drive."

The driver trembled a little: "Master, where are you going?"

"Nonsense, of course it's the company."

When Xi Guomao went to the company, Xi Xun was in a meeting, and Shen Qing hurried over after receiving the message from the driver.

Xi Guomao did not curse this time, he said in an almost cruel tone: "I want to let him know that in this world, his true love is more important, or the power of capital is more important."

Shen Qing didn't persuade anymore, because the time has come for the Xi family to change.

Their mother and son can finally be on the stage of Xi's family in a legitimate way, and her son will really take over the Xi's family.

Xi Xun is in a meeting, and the content of the meeting is about XY cooperation. This big project was decided when Xi Yan was working.

xy has technology, and their company has funds and contacts. This cooperation will be a very pleasant and win-win situation.

After the meeting, Shen Qing was waiting for him at the door.

"Xiao Xun, come here."

In an empty corner, she said: "Xi Guomao is in the CEO's office now, if you go in and behave well, the Xi family will be yours forever and ever."

Xi Xun frowned, "What did you do?"

"It should be asked what Xi Yan did. He actually said that he wanted to marry a man. It's ridiculous. People like Xi Guomao will definitely not give up."

In Shen Qing's long narration, Xi Xun seems to hear nothing but "marriage".

"So, don't step on it when you go in..."

Xi Xun interrupted her, "Mom, have you ever loved Xi Guomao?"

Shen Qing stopped, "Why are you asking this? Now is not the time to talk about this."

Xi Xun said: "I don't want to take over. The Xi family was created by Xi Yan. Without him, there would be no glory today. This is a fact."

"Are you crazy?" Shen Qing said sternly: "Didn't you experience the hard life of not having money when you were young? Do you still want to go back? The opportunity is right in front of you, and you say you back down at this time?"

Xi Xun was silent.

Shen Qing seized the opportunity and continued to talk: "Do you know why you don't have a biological father? It's because I was too stupid to fall in love with a poor boy with no money, but in the end he left me to be with a rich old woman."

Shen Qing changed the angle again, "Could it be that you are reluctant to hurt Song Yu? Do you still like him?"

Xi Xun's amber eyes were only a little bright at this moment.

Shen Qing found the right angle, and slowly seduced, "You are not Xi Yanchai, he created Xi's past, you can create Xi's future."

She put her hand on Xi Xun's shoulder, "Even Song Yu can be yours."

……

Gollum.

There was the sound of boiling water on the stove, Song Yu didn't lift his head, "Xi Yan, go and pour this plate of dumplings in."

"it is good."

Xi Yan took the plate of kneaded dumplings away from the table, lifted the lid of the pot, and poured them in with a splash.

Sit back to the original position, pinch it skillfully, and a beautiful dumpling comes out.

He casually put it on another tray, and Song Yu took a peek at it. He was obviously an apprentice taught by himself, but he turned out to be too good at learning.

The package is a bit better than myself.

Song Yu put the dumpling in his hand next to his, and the two round dumplings were next to each other. He raised the corner of his mouth, just such a small thing could make him very happy.

This is the charm of liking someone.

The dumplings are made of corn and pork, one plate of boiled dumplings and one plate of steamed dumplings.

Finally, Xi Yan cooked a bowl of glutinous rice balls.

Both of them were full after eating.

The winter solstice night is extraordinarily long, and it gets dark quickly.

Song Yu put the hot water on and prepared to take a shower, when a tall figure squeezed in from outside, "Together?"

"Xi Yan, you've changed, where's your aloofness?"

Although Song Yu said it with confidence, her ears turned red, and they hadn't tried it in the bathroom.

"No matter what you say, I won't let you go." Xi Yan pressed on his sensitive neck, and said in a deep voice, "You teased me so much today, I've been thinking about you since I ate dumplings."

Song Yu trembled, "Wrong, Mr. Xi."

Xi Yan: "Huh?"

Song Yu backhanded the boss's face with foam, and laughed loudly, "Does the lemon smell good?"

Xi Yan calmly wiped away the bubbles. Later, student Song knew what it means to never die, so don't be too embarrassing~