Adoptive Father Code

The plane flew over the clouds, pulled out a thin line, and left a white trace in the sky. The wrapped clouds dispersed, but the trace remained, like a white bridge across the sky.Then the plane began to land slowly, gliding on the ground.

"The plane has landed at M Airport. The temperature outside is 18 degrees Celsius. The plane is taxiing. For the safety of you and others, please do not stand up or open the luggage rack. After the plane comes to a complete stop, please untie the safety lock and tidy up. Good luggage ready to get off the plane..."

Ye Moxiu had a coat hanging on his elbow, and received a call as soon as he got off the plane.

"Well, okay, the contract is in my office, and I'll be at the company later."

Ye Moxiu hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket. As soon as he went out, someone was waiting outside with a smile on his face, and took the suitcase Ye Moxiu was pushing.

"Mr. Ye..."

Ye Moxiu nodded his head as a reply.The car outside the airport had been waiting for a long time, and he lit a cigarette as soon as he got in the car, and the driver lowered the window a little with insight.

Ye Moxiu held a cigarette between his hands, took a puff, and exhaled it slowly. Through the rising smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window.

At this moment, the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar call, Ye Moxiu frowned, and hung up without thinking.

But after a while, the phone rang again, and Ye Moxiu hung up again.It wasn't until the phone rang for the third time that Ye Moxiu picked it up.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Bian Sheng's father?" a woman's voice.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm Bian Sheng's head teacher."

"So it's Teacher Zhang, hello."

"It's like this, Bian Sheng got into a fight at school, and the situation is a bit serious..."

After Ye Moxiu understood the matter, he hung up the phone in a bad mood, immediately extinguished the cigarette, opened all the windows, and said to the driver, "I'm not going to the company, I'm going to the Experimental Middle School."

"Okay, Mr. Ye." The driver turned a corner and drove in a different direction.

When he arrived at the school, Ye Moxiu called Aunt Zhang and said that he would come back for dinner today, and then sent a message to Secretary Liu, asking him to send the contract and the things that had accumulated in the past few days to his mailbox in the form of documents for processing. After that, I went straight to the office.

When he arrived, there were many people standing in the office, and Bian Sheng was standing on the side, with wounds on the corners of his mouth and eyes, and skin on his finger bones. When he saw Ye Moxiu coming, he just glanced at him and turned his eyes away.

Seeing Bian Sheng's embarrassed look, Ye Moxiu frowned, strode forward, pinched his chin and lifted it.

I looked around, but fortunately the injury was not serious, so I relaxed, and the space between my brows also eased.

The general situation, Mr. Zhang had already told him, it was nothing more than a quarrel between the two boys turned into a fight.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Moxiu asked.Bian Sheng didn't speak, but pursed his lower lip and shook his head.

Ye Moxiu gathered his clothes and sat down: "I understand the matter very clearly, but it's just a fight between two children."

The parents on the side were not happy to hear this: "My child is still in the infirmary, and your child has shot out my child's nosebleed. There are not many places to see a face."

Ye Moxiu chuckled, and turned his wrist: "That's because your children are not as skilled as others. Originally, let the children solve the problems between the children. Once the adults are involved, then this matter will not be so good. Got it, according to what Teacher Zhang said, it was your child who made the first move, and according to the law, my family's side child is a legitimate defense."

Ye Moxiu has been in business for a long time. Although there is no ups and downs in his tone when he speaks, the inherent sense of oppression radiates from the inside out without any need for him to modify it.

The two parents were stunned by such a sentence, and they didn't know how to refute for a moment. Their faces were pale and white, and they all looked at Teacher Zhang.

"Teacher, it's like this. I'm busy. I'll find a lawyer to contact you and these two parents about this matter. For specific matters, your school can handle them as you want, and you will be punished, but I don't want to use The severity of the injury will determine the outcome of the incident."

He raised his eyes and looked straight at Teacher Zhang. The teacher was killed by these eyes, and his breathing almost slowed down by half a beat.

When the two parents heard about the lawyer and the punishment, they immediately panicked. They jumped up and said, "Lawyer? Punishment? It's not that serious, it's not that serious."

Ye Moxiu raised his eyebrows, turned his head and asked, "Oh? It's not that serious? Otherwise, how do you solve it?"

The two parents looked at each other and thought for a while, one of them said with a smile: "Forget it, forget it, forget about this matter, you are right, children's matters, let the children resolve it."

Ye Moxiu nodded in satisfaction, stood up and adjusted his wrinkled coat: "I have nothing to do, so I will take Mr. Bian back first, and we won't have the afternoon class."

Teacher Zhang also stood up immediately and nodded.

After leaving the office, Ye Moxiu raised his hand and rubbed Biansheng's hair: "I was injured in the fight. Bai asked you to learn Sanda. Go home and reflect on why you were injured."

After speaking, he patted his head lightly, "Go back to the classroom and fix things."

Bian Sheng didn't speak to Ye Moxiu the whole time, and returned to the classroom with a calm face.

Ye Moxiu leaned on the railing of the corridor and waited for him to come out. He didn't know where he had offended this kid, but he didn't say a word to him, and kept a straight face.

Back in the classroom, there was chattering around, and many girls looked out.

"Bian Sheng, is that your father at the door? Your father is so handsome."

"Yeah, your dad is so handsome. I've never seen him before."

"Bian Sheng..."

"Uh..." Bian Sheng got a headache from the noise, his face became darker and darker, and the speed of his hands picked up.

As soon as the schoolbag was packed, it was thrown onto his shoulder, almost hitting his deskmate, and then he went out without saying a word.

When they went downstairs, Ye Moxiu walked ahead and was on the phone.

He is always busy, Biansheng thought.He silently followed behind, watching Ye Moxiu's back the whole time, wishing to stare at a hole.

After walking the last step, Ye Moxiu put away his phone, turned around, and met Bian Sheng's eyes, and before Bian Sheng's gaze could be closed, Ye Moxiu caught him straight.

"Yo, are you staring at me?" Ye Moxiu's smiling voice was particularly pleasing to the ear, Bian Sheng still didn't speak, picked up the slipped schoolbag belt, closed his eyes and looked away.

Ye Moxiu felt that such an awkward Bian Sheng was very cute, and wanted to reach out to pinch his face, but Bian Sheng avoided him.

Ye Moxiu was not angry either: "Do you miss Dad? What's wrong with pinching your cheeks? Sure enough, he's still cute when he was young."

When Bian Sheng heard the word "Dad", his complexion became even worse, and he said the first sentence of the day: "You are not my father."

"Okay, okay, it's not dad, it's your uncle, so it's okay."

Bian Sheng still wanted to reply, but Ye Moxiu took his hand and dragged him down from the steps: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I shouldn't be home for more than a month, I'm just too busy , look, I’m here to pick you up as soon as I get off the plane.”

Bian Sheng looked at his grabbed hand, his complexion improved a little, and he said in a complaining tone: "Mr. Zhang didn't call, you must have gone to the company again."

Ye Moxiu was speechless, but fortunately he knew what his son liked to hear, so he immediately changed the topic: "Bian Sheng, have you grown taller again? I won't miss you if we don't see each other for a month."

After speaking, he rubbed Biansheng's hair vigorously, then pulled Biansheng forcefully into his arms and hugged him.

Bian Sheng leaned against Ye Moxiu's body, and there was a faint scent of perfume on it. He liked the smell of Ye Moxiu's body very much. It was neither strong nor light, as if the wind had filtered the strong fragrance of flowers and blown it for tens of thousands of miles. It was only when he came to Bian Sheng's side that the fragrance of flowers was still the same, but much weaker.

But... Bian Sheng arched his nose, today's smell is still mixed with the smell of smoke.

"Are you smoking?" Bian Sheng asked.

Ye Muxiu had a bad heart, let go of Biansheng and thought about how to make excuses.

"Don't make excuses, just stretch out your hand." Bian Sheng looked serious.Seeing that Ye Muxiu hadn't moved, he simply did it himself, put Ye Muxiu's finger in front of his nose and sniffed.

Ye Moxiu knew that this ancestor was going to make trouble again. Since last year when he was found to have bad lungs, this kid checked him every day to see if he smoked. He didn't want to smoke today, but he just quit smoking. I just took a sip, thinking that I would go to the company and wait until I got home at night, and the smoke would definitely disperse, but unexpectedly I went to school first.

"I just smoked one, and I haven't finished it yet." Ye Muxiu argued.

"You lied to me, you said that you would never smoke in the future." Bian Sheng was just admitting death, if you said that you would not smoke, then you would not smoke, even if you took a puff, it would be a lie.

"Next time, I will definitely not smoke next time." Ye Moxiu completely lost his domineering boss look in front of Bian Sheng.

"Forget it, anyway, there are not many words you can believe." After finishing speaking, he directly got into the car without looking back.Ye Moxiu has one head and two big ones.

After getting in the car, Ye Moxiu didn't coax Biansheng, after all, the subordinate was there, and the two of them didn't exchange a word along the way.

Bian Sheng looked at the passing street with his head turned, his mood was getting worse and worse. He would never forget Ye Muxiu's pale face, lying in the hospital on an IV drip. Lying sickly on the hospital bed, almost fused with the white sheets, he was really terrified at that time, Ye Muxiu's bloodless face reminded him of his parents, he never wanted to experience up.

The more Bian Sheng thought about it, the angrier he became, he glanced at Ye Moxiu lightly at the street scene, he was resting with his eyes closed, Bian Sheng became a little bolder, originally he just glanced at it, but now he generously took all of his His eyes fell on Ye Moxiu's face.

His classmates were right, Ye Moxiu was handsome, he knew it all along.

His hair is always scrupulously combed, and the clothes he wears are all carefully matched. Even the small decorations are thoughtful. He doesn't have to do anything, even if he closes his eyes like now People are pleasing to the eye.

He has a superior appearance, a good figure, a tall person, and a polished temperament.In the eyes of Bian Sheng, no one is more handsome than him, and no one has a temperament comparable to him.

As early as when Bian gave birth to his first spring tide, he realized that the person by his side was not only an elder, but also a man, a man full of charm.