Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Ji Dabao stared blankly at the gentle man with a smile on his lips, and suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Wang Zhaomou for the first time.

This person looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it.

At that time, I really felt... familiar.

Ji Dabao's eyes moved, Wang Zhaomou him, why did he ask himself this question?

There seemed to be an answer, trembling under the soil, countless pictures flashed through Ji Dabao's mind quickly.

When they met for the first time, the man's eyes were full of water, and he spoke drunkenly.

"...Boss, it's not cold today...acquisition..."

Before he was beaten for the first time, in the study, it was Wang Zhaomou who dismissed everyone, got up and left under the pretext of washing his hands, and showed the computer that was on in front of him like that.

And then he, with everyone, seized his own use of the computer!

And the second time I was beaten, it was also because I used Wang Zhaomou's mobile phone to read posts on the forum, and his mobile phone was placed in front of me like that!

Why is Wang Zhaomou so sure that he will play with the computer and touch his mobile phone?

Then I asked myself now, did I feel familiar with him when I met him for the first time.

What's more, he called himself "Mr. Leng" just now!

This title is obviously the last life, after I became the president of Leng's, everyone called me!

Ji Dabao was stunned for a long time, then slowly raised his head, his round black eyes were full of fear.

With all the impossible answers removed, there is now only one explanation left.

Ji Dabao's breathing is unsteady, why didn't he think of it earlier!

My own rebirth is not an isolated case!

Wang Zhaomou was also born again! ! !

Wang Zhaomou already knew about the future development. He knew that his uncle would become the heir of the Leng family in the future. He reached out with a purpose to get close to himself and uncle!

Ji Dabao's back felt cold, he looked up at the man in front of him, and retreated involuntarily.

I was beaten several times because of him, all kinds of cram schools were also his means of torture, and now, he must have brought up the matter of adopting children and let my uncle tell me!

"Why did you do this!" Ji Dabao leaned against the wall behind him, his eyes were full of fear and doubt, "We have no grievances or enmity..."

Hearing Ji Dabao's question, Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, raised his hand and slowly took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and met Mr. Leng's eyes.

"Mr. Leng is indeed a gentleman who forgets things a lot." Wang Zhaomou continued to smile, "But it's just a Wang Group. To you, it's just a matter of words."

Wang Group?

Ji Dabao stared blankly at the person in front of him, and suddenly remembered the financial news he had read and the headline of that news.

[Wang's Group went bankrupt and liquidated, and was insolvent. The actual controller was once rated as an "Outstanding Entrepreneur". 】

As memories flooded, Ji Dabao suddenly remembered that he once stood on the roof of the Leng's Building, facing the Wang's Group not far away, and said a word.

"It's getting cold, it's time for the Wang family to go bankrupt."

Ji Dabao leaned against the wall stupidly, thinking of the butler standing behind him at that time.

Ever since I entered Leng's house, the butler grandpa was sent by Mr. Leng to take care of me. No matter what I want, the butler will do my best to satisfy me.

If you want to drink coffee, it is normal for the housekeeper to buy the coffee shop. Could it be that the Leng family really bankrupted the Wang Group just because of what he said?

Ji Dabao suddenly understood where Wang Zhaomou's hostility towards him came from.

Ji Dabao opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.

With the influence of the Leng family, after he uttered those words, the Wang family would go bankrupt, and countless people would be hurting the Wang family, and the president of the Wang family would definitely not let it go.

Ji Dabao recalled the news he read during that time, it seemed that a bankrupt entrepreneur jumped from upstairs.

"Are you... reborn after jumping off the building?" Ji Dabao was a little hard to face the person in front of him.

"I didn't jump off the building, I didn't give up every ounce of hope." Wang Zhaomou lowered his body, pinched Ji Dabao's chin, and let him look into his eyes.

"I begged all my former partners, and got garbage and countless humiliations; my former enemies came to my door, and my confidants died trying to save me; there was no royal family to suppress, kill my sister's beast, and show off in front of me... ..."

Wang Zhaomou slowed down his tone, and after staring at the child's skin, the soul in his 20s curled his lips.

"All of this is thanks to Mr. Leng!"

Ji Dabao's shoulders trembled slightly, looking at the man in front of him, there was no way to retreat.

"You may not know." Wang Zhaomou let go of his hand, straightened up, and looked down at Ji Dabao in front of him.

"I know how happy you are after being reborn."

Ji Dabao lowered his head tremblingly, clutching his fingers tightly.

"Maybe this is the meaning of your rebirth." Wang Zhaomou smiled.

"You have to watch the person killed by you take away everything you should have, and know clearly why you ended up like this."

"You, are you dead?" Ji Dabao carefully raised his eyes.

"Yeah." Wang Zhaomou still smiled, "I didn't give up every ounce of hope, and then watched the hopes shattered one by one.

I even went to the Leng's Building, wanting to ask for a reason, but it's a pity that a person like me deserves to be thrown out of the building by your bodyguards.

I fell ill and died in a basement, probably for a long time, without anyone finding out. "

Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and squeezed Ji Dabao's face with a smile.

"Do you think these reasons are enough for my revenge?"

"I just... said something." Ji Dabao bit his lip, his voice was like a mosquito, "I didn't mean to want you to die."

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Dabao quietly, and now, Leng seems to feel that he is not wrong.

Hearing that Wang Zhaomou didn't speak, Ji Dabao raised his head and wanted to explain.

"It's like an elephant accidentally trampled to death an ant. The elephant didn't do it on purpose. It didn't know that such an action would be a disaster for others."

Wang Zhaomou looked at Ji Dabao with a hearty smile, raised his hand to put on his glasses, and looked down at the child in front of him coldly.

"Then take a good look, who is the ant now."

Ji Dabao looked at the chill in the eyes of the person in front of him, quickly lowered his head, and bit his lower lip tightly.

"Adoption is just the beginning." Wang Zhaomou smiled and walked out of the room, "Your good days are yet to come."

Ji Dabao swallowed subconsciously, looked up at the man's back, feeling extremely panicked.

The only one who can save me now is my uncle.

But will uncle believe his words?

Ji Dabao fell into deep thought, wiped away the traces of dry tears on his face, and frowned tightly.

Seeing Wang Zhaomou coming out of the room, Ji Lianhuo washed his hands, and walked over happily with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

"Brother Zhaomou, I made orange juice with the new juicer that Madam Cheng bought, would you like to try it?"

Wang Zhaomou took the orange juice and took a few sips.

I talked too much with Ji Dabao just now, and my mouth is indeed a little dry.

"Brother Zhaomou, you don't need to worry about Dabao. Children can't get used to it. You can't give him what he wants, just give him as soon as he cries." Ji Lianhuo said solemnly, "After a long time like this, he will use crying as a weapon against us. Brother Zhaomou, you can't be soft-hearted, you can't compromise, just ignore him!"

Wang Zhaomou drank orange juice and looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile.

"Brother Zhaomou, does it taste good?" Ji Lianhuo raised the corners of his mouth, "If you like it, I will squeeze brother Zhaomou's juice every day."

"Once every other day is fine." Wang Zhaomou tasted the orange juice, it was a bit sweet, and there seemed to be a lot of sugar.

"Okay Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo responded with a smile, watching Wang Zhaomou subconsciously licked his lower lip.

"Zhao Zhao." Ji Lianhuo lowered his voice, raised his hand from behind, and hugged Wang Zhaomou's waist intimately.

"It suddenly occurred to me that there is one more thing that we have no plans for."

Looking into Ji Lianhuo's black eyes, Wang Zhaomou paused, realizing what he was talking about.

This matter is indeed very important, and it is related to the harmony of life in the future.

"I just checked, and the doctor said that once a day is normal for young newlyweds." Ji Lianhuo pressed close to Wang Zhaomou, lowered his head and kissed the neck of the person in front of him, his eyes were flattering, and his voice was low.

"What does Zhao Zhao think is appropriate?"

"One or two times a week, when you're not tired." Wang Zhaomou drank his orange juice, his voice as calm as possible.

Ji Lianhuo stopped moving, and looked at Wang Zhaomou sincerely with clear eyes.

Holding the cup, Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, remembering that Ji Lianhuo is only 20 years old now, when he is full of blood, and his current physical condition is also very good, which is a good time for youth.

"Occasionally there can be rewards." Wang Zhaomou let go, and raised his hand to pinch Ji Lianhuo's red ears.

Ji Lianhuo's cheeks turned red instantly, and he leaned forward and kissed Wang Zhaomou's lips intimately.

A kiss with the sweet scent of orange juice, Brother Zhaomou still wrapped his arms around his neck, Ji Lianhuo felt like he was about to get drunk.

It's so good to be with the one you love.

The work at hand came to an end, and the two sat on the sofa watching TV. There were only a few auxiliary lamps left in the living room, and the light was dim. Following the pictures on the TV, the light of the TV was dimmed. Ji Lianhuo leaned against his sweetheart, with Liang, steal a few kisses from time to time.

Before going to sleep, Ji Lianhuo thought of Ji Dabao coming, opened the door of the room, and found that Ji Dabao was no longer crying, but sitting beside the bed, shrugging his small shoulders and sobbing.

Ji Lianhuo walked over, squatted in front of Ji Dabao, rubbed the child's head, "Stop crying?"

Ji Dabao looked at his uncle with tears in his eyes, his eyes moved.

"Baba, do you hate others lying to you?"

Ji Lianhuo stopped, looked at the child in front of him, and nodded, "So you'd better not lie to me."

"Then what if another person close to you lied to you?" Ji Dabao sniffed, "like uncle?"

Ji Lianhuo looked at Ji Dabao, his eyes darkened.

"If your name is Uncle Zhaomou, then you can honestly call me Uncle or Uncle. I don't want to hear you call me Dad, but my lover Uncle."

Ji Dabao pursed his mouth in grievance, lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Then what if Zhaomou lied to you?"

"Brother Zhaomou must have his reasons." Ji Lianhuo's eyes were firm, "I love Brother Zhaomou, I am willing to believe everything he says, it doesn't matter if he lied to me, I am willing to be lied to by him."

Ji Dabao looked desperately at his uncle in front of him. As early as the first time we met, he had realized that his uncle's emotion towards Wang Zhaomou was unusual, but he didn't expect that it had reached this level now.

"Baba, how about I tell you a story." Ji Dabao tried hard to express it, and wanted to let Ji Lianhuo know that Wang Zhaomou approached him with a purpose.

"Can you be a little faster?" Ji Lianhuo glanced at his watch, brother Zhaomou might be going to bed soon, and he has to go back as soon as possible, the good night kiss has not been kissed yet.