[Ultraman] Breeder

The night lights are illusory and flashy, and the streets and roads have already accumulated a thick layer of snow. No matter which city people are in, people always enjoy festivals, but this is only limited to those who do not need to work overtime.

When Yu Qing was concentrating on reading the latest case information, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she connected directly, and said unceremoniously: "Today's Christmas Eve, didn't you go to spend a good night with that Professor Chen, why do you still have time to call me, a worker?"

The work at hand didn't stop, but it still didn't affect her teasing the other party.

"I seem to have been rejected by Chen Shiqian." Sang Jiu lay on his sofa looking at the ceiling with an extremely calm voice.

After returning from the restaurant, she kept thinking about the last sentence Chen Shiqian left when he left. After thinking about it for a long time, she finally came to a conclusion:

She was rejected by Chen Shiqian.

It was the first time in his life that he was rejected when he confessed his confession. It would be a lie to say that he had no emotion at all, but it's not disappointing at all, but Sang Jiu always felt that there were other meanings in his words.

So there was this late-night chat with Yu Qing.

"I heard you say that Professor Chen is still a scumbag? He hangs you while telling you to stay away?" After listening to her words, Yu Qing put down her work and analyzed it with her very seriously.

"You can shut up." Sang Jiu said calmly and indifferently: "I still have this vision."

"Okay, okay, then tell me what you're going to do next?" Compared to Chen Shiqian, Yu Qing was more curious about what she was going to do.

doing what?

Naturally, it is necessary to ask clearly.

If you are interested, then continue with her. If you don't feel it, she will leave immediately, and she will never delay her.

To put it bluntly, she, Sangjiu, is not someone who can afford it or not let it go.

She can still understand this point.

There is a saying in the south of the Yangtze River that if you set up a banquet, you will get rid of bad luck.

Ever since the old man had been ill, everyone has been thinking about holding a birthday banquet for the old man to get rid of his illness. It is rare for the younger generation of the Chen family to agree on this point.Mr. Chen's [-]th birthday banquet was held on the second day of the Yuanli New Year, deliberately staggered the New Year's Day when everyone's family would gather together. The birthday banquet was very grand, and almost all the celebrities in Shanghai came.

Although the old man had just recovered from a serious illness, he was in good spirits on happy occasions, and now Chen Yi was supporting him to greet people around.

"Here, the one next to the old man is Fu Yin's aunt."

Sang Jiu stood in the crowd, his eyes quickly searched around, but he still didn't see a familiar figure, but Jiang Tianyi who was beside him didn't stop talking all the way.

She wasn't thinking here, and was about to look elsewhere when Chen Shiqian's figure appeared in her sight.

......

"Why did you come here? I didn't know that today is Dad's birthday."

Chen Yi frowned, quite critical of Chen Shiqian's late arrival.

Chen Shiqian did not make excuses, but said calmly, "There is a traffic jam on the road."

Chen Yi, who wanted to say a few more words, was interrupted by the old man.

"Okay, just come."

There were a lot of guests in the banquet hall, Chen Yi couldn't say anything more, so she gave him a hard look, then turned and followed the old man.

This scene happened to fall into Sang Jiu's eyes. She accidentally remembered what she heard in Chen's garden that day, so she turned her head and asked Jiang Tianyi: "Is there any enmity between Chen Shiqian's mother and Chen Yi?"

"I heard Fu Yin mention it, and what I heard that day, it seems that Chen Yi's son died because of Chen Shiqian's mother..."

Sang Jiu nodded after listening, thoughtful.

"I disagree!"

An abrupt voice sounded in the empty lounge.

Chen Yi never expected that Mr. Chen called his brothers and sisters in to inform them that he would give up 15% of his shares to Chen Shiqian.

She naturally disagreed, and was the first to jump out to object with a sullen face.

"Why does the son of a murderer take away 15% of the company's shares!"

"Chen Yi!"

"Little Yi!"

Chen Shi and Chen Lian at the side hurriedly snubbed her.

Chen Lian stepped forward and comforted her patiently: "Xiaoyi, how many years have passed, you should let it go. And—"

"Put it down?!" Chen Yi shook off her hand, and looked at them coldly, "Second sister has Xiaoyin, and eldest brother has two sons. What about me, what do I have!"

When the two siblings heard her words, they opened their mouths and couldn't say anything.

Chen Yi looked at the two people who were silent, and sneered, "My Rong Jia was only seven years old at the time, but he had been soaking in such cold sea water for a day and a night, and when the body was picked up, I didn't even touch his face. I can't even see clearly..."

By the end it was almost broken.

"So why should I let go!"

The makeup on her face was beaten by tears, and her disheveled hair looked like a deadly ghost. She pointed at Chen Shiqian on the sofa and shouted: "If it wasn't for his good mother who refused to save her, how could Rong Jia die!"

"Chen Shiqian, you should be the one who died that year!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to pull him, wishing to strangle him to death.

"Snapped--"

The slap fell heavily on Chen Shiqian's face, his cheek was cut by the slender nail, and a layer of blood instantly appeared.

He didn't hide or fight back, as if the only way to alleviate the unforgivable sin on his body.

Chen Yi seemed to be still angry, and raised her hand again.

"enough--"

Grandpa Chen watched the farce, and scolded in a deep voice: "Chen Yi, have you had enough trouble!"

"I'm making trouble?" Chen Yi looked at him incredulously, "Dad, you think I'm making trouble, and it was your own grandson who died that year!"

"But Song Lan is also dead!"

After the old man said this, he couldn't bear it and coughed several times. Chen Lian immediately stepped forward to pat him on the back.

"Chen Yi, I know you have always been reluctant to let Rong Jia's death go, and you always thought that Rong Jia would not have died if Song Lan hadn't rescued Shi Qian when the two children fell into the water. But, Chen Yi, let me ask you, If it were you back then, would you save Rong Jia first or Shi Qian?"

A child is the flesh that falls from itself.No matter where you are, as a mother, your first reaction is always your child.

The reason why Chen Yi couldn't answer was because she knew the answer well.

Today was originally a day of great joy, but his sons and daughters had a big fight on their [-]th birthday.Looking at these juniors, Mr. Chen felt powerless and lamented that he was really old.

Finally, he sighed: "Let's stop here for today. As for the 15% equity, Shiqian, since I gave it to you, I will let you dispose of it, and I will never interfere. It’s still in your hands.”

"Okay, you all go out. There is no reason why the master's house has guests, and the master is not present. Don't let outsiders see our Chen family's jokes."

......

Chen Shiqian and Chen Yi came out one after the other.

The makeup on Chen Yi's face had been adjusted, but she still couldn't put on a good face towards Chen Shiqian.The old man could even give up his own grandson for the sake of his confidante's son, but as a mother, she couldn't forget the pain of losing her son.

Deliberately leaning close to his ear, speaking the most heart-wrenching words in the softest voice.

"Chen Shiqian, did you ever dream of Rong Jia's tragic death when you fell asleep at midnight?"

There was no emotion on Chen Shiqian's face, "Thanks to Fourth Sister, I slept well."

"Really? Then I wish my little brother good dreams every night from now on."

Chen Shiqian looked at her back, and squeezed his lowered hand until the knuckles turned white.

"Chen Shiqian."

A crisp voice sounded in the silent corridor.

He turned around slowly and saw Sang Jiu standing behind him.

A pure white handmade cheongsam perfectly outlines her uneven curves. Her long hair is simply tied behind her head with a wooden hairpin, revealing her slender neck. A pearl necklace of the same color is attached to it, which is simple and monotonous .

In Chen Shiqian's impression, she rarely wore such quiet white.

Under the warm yellow and dim light, this pure white burned like a raging fire, stinging his eyes all the way.

Sang Jiu walked up to him without saying a word, took out a tissue from his bag, and gently wiped the blood off his face with his hand.

The soft fingertips brushed against the cheeks, and the skin was statically generated due to the winter dryness, and a weak electric current flew across quickly.

Chen Shiqian suddenly grabbed her hand.

Sang Jiu's eyes were forced to turn to his face.

"Sang Jiu, you have heard it all."

Not a question, but a very positive statement.

When he said this, his eyes were colder than blades.

The wrist was pinched more and more tightly, and Sang Jiu couldn't help frowning, "Chen Shiqian, you hurt me."

The person in front of him didn't seem to notice, and there were bursts of cold light in those dark eyes, as if she didn't admit it, and he vowed not to give up.

In the stalemate between the two sides, Sang Jiu was the first to lose.

"Yes, I heard it."

In the next second, the wrist was loosened, and there was an obvious red mark around the wrist.

Chen Shiqian's voice came from above his head, as if it was colder than the snow in this winter, without any warmth.

"Sang Jiu, I said don't try to take another step forward."

Hearing this, Sang Jiu took a step back to look at him, took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, "Chen Shiqian, first of all, I would like to apologize to you, I did hear about you by accident, and it is true that I mishandled it, and I dare to act on this point. However, I like you, so I can't help but want to know you and get close to you. This is my business, and you have no right to intervene. If you don't like it or even If you hate me, then you can tell me clearly."

Her gaze was honest enough without any twitching.

"I respect your choice and accept the result frankly, just as I frankly admit that I like you,"

Every word of her words burned Chen Shiqian's heart like a fireball, and for a moment he hardly dared to look her in the eyes.

When a person reveals himself to you without reservation and you can't respond, avoidance is the best solution.

"Miss Sang, you are too self-righteous."

When God created human beings and gifted us with tongues to describe the beauty of the world, we must never have imagined that one day we would use it to speak the most vicious language in the world and hurt our closest people.

"Miss Sang thinks that people all over the world stand in the light by standing in the light."

Chen Shiqian's gaze fell behind her, and his tone was as cold as ice.

"I don't know that some people in this world have always belonged to the night."