Refused to Marry a Rich Old Man[Transmigration Book]

After teaching heredity and blood types in junior high school biology class, An Ruole realized that she was not the An family's own flesh and blood.

He once thought that he was abducted by human traffickers, so he watched the family-hunting program for a whole summer vacation, and finally found that all the parents who went to the family-hunting program to find their own flesh and blood were poor rural people with no money and no culture. The vice president of the Municipal Calligraphy Association, Mama An is the former chief of the ballet troupe, and both children have been taught piano and ballet since they were young. The idea of ​​finding relatives.

He said to himself: Having a child is just a woman's ten-month pregnancy; raising a child requires decades of hard work from the parents.Ever since I was conscious, my memory has been full of my parents. Even if it’s just out of gratitude, I want to stay in Anjia and be my parents’ caring little padded jacket, instead of following the blood arrangement and living with two vulgar strangers. Together, call them parents...

In order to stay in Anjia and enjoy Anjia's superior life with peace of mind, An Ruole tried every means to find excuses for herself.

until--

Chang Ningyu casually mentioned the moment when he met a boy who looked exactly like An Ruoyin in Huaxia Plaza.

An Ruole's sky collapsed.

He finally realized that he was indeed not a child of the An family, and everything he had should belong to others, unless——to keep his parents and elder brother from knowing the existence of this wild dog!

but--

In addition to the blood of An's family flowing in his veins, he has a P relationship with An's family!I'm the one who's been living with my dad, mom, and brother for almost 20 years!

An Ruole decided to talk to Chang Ningyu after class. It would be best if he could get rid of this wild dog with Brother Yu's hand.

……

……

Lin Jiashu didn't know that An Ruole hated him already.

He squatted on the sofa and read the gossip all morning, until the phone had only 5.00% of the battery left, then moved his body and pulled out the power cord to charge.

At this time, the aunt received a call from Duan Yi, asking her to help Lin Jiashu tidy up and take her to see the elders.

The aunt was worried that Lin Jiashu would make a fool of herself in front of her elders, so she hung up the phone and said to Lin Jiashu, "Xiao Lin, Mr. just called and asked you to dress decently. He will take you to Zhang Mansion for dinner tonight."

"What does going to Zhang's mansion have to do with dressing decently?"

Lin Jiashu looked puzzled.

"The boss of the Zhang mansion was an Imperial scholar who compiled books for the emperor. He established a rule not to accept guests who are not dressed properly."

"But I never said that I wanted to go to Zhang's mansion for dinner? Why did he take me to Zhang's mansion on his own initiative?"

Lin Jiashu tilted his head to look at his aunt.

The aunt had no choice but to tell the truth: "Today is Mr. Duan's [-]th birthday. Mr. Duan is the grandson of Duan's parents and must attend."

"That's not necessary—"

Just as Lin Jiashu was about to refuse, he suddenly remembered his plan, so he nodded his head pretending to be sensible, and said, "Aunt Zhang, what kind of clothes should I wear?"

"The old man likes to be calm," the aunt said, "it's more appropriate to wear a tuxedo."

"A tuxedo?"

An evil smile quickly formed in Lin Jiashu's little head: Duan Yi, for the sake of the old man, I won't save you on the spot, but I will intentionally make the old man hate me and refuse to accept my ignorant prospect. Granddaughter-in-law!

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Duan Yi returned to the villa. When he opened the door, he saw Lin Jiashu standing at the entrance in a white tuxedo. Let Duan Yi not feel worried——

"Today I'm going to have dinner with the elders, and we don't start until eight o'clock, and there will be a toast," Duan Yi said, "You'd better eat some small biscuits and cakes to fill your stomach, or bring some candy with you, just in case."

"It's okay, I can handle it."

Lin Jiashu agreed wholeheartedly, and casually put a handful of white rabbit candies in his pocket.

Duan Yi caught Lin Jiashu's small movements in his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

……

After tidying up, Duan Yi personally drove Lin Jiashu to Zhang's mansion.

Before getting out of the car, Duan Yi took out a magnolia flower carved from Hetian white jade and pinned it to Lin Jiashu's chest, saying, "Magnolia is Grandpa's favorite flower."

It's none of my business!

Lin Jiashu muttered in his heart, and his mouth curled up.

Seeing his angry expression again, Duan Yi couldn't help pinching his cheek, and said, "It really looks like a little hamster."

"You are the little hamster! Your whole family are little hamsters!"

Lin Jiashu turned his head angrily, but because Duan Yi held his wrist, he could only awkwardly follow the man into the brightly lit Zhang Mansion.

……

Zhang Mansion used to be the private residence of a powerful warlord. The interior decoration was the most luxurious that could be achieved in that era. A British-style lampshade... It can be said that it has a southern accent and a northern accent, but it is completely natural.

"The ancestor of the first owner of the Zhang Mansion was the Emperor's Hanlin, so many rules were established, most of which were slowly abolished with the progress of the times, except that the dress is still preserved."

When passing through the corridor with the portraits of the masters of the past, the mansion staff who led the way introduced the history of the mansion to the two: "This is the portrait of Zhang Hanlin. He was born in the 54th year of Kangxi..."

Following the staff's explanation, Lin Jiashu raised his head and looked at the portrait with a longing expression.

Duan Yi focused on Lin Jiashu who was listening carefully, as if he could never get enough of it.

The young man quickly felt Duan Yi's gaze, and stared back in displeasure. Seeing that the man didn't look away without understanding, he stomped on him hard while turning the corner.

However, Duan Yi's mind is fluttering at the moment, not to mention being stepped on by Lin Jiashu's "little", or being stabbed suddenly by him, he will feel the pain in the flesh and sweet in the heart——

"You are so strange. I stepped on your foot, but you are not angry?"

Lin Jiashu couldn't understand.

Hearing this, Duan Yi finally realized that Lin Jiashu had stepped on his left foot, and said with a smile, "I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"Nonsense, I obviously did it on purpose."

Lin Jiashu emphasized solemnly, wishing that Duan Yi would turn against him immediately.

Duan Yi felt that such Lin Jiashu was very cute, with a bewitching smile on his face.

Lin Jiashu didn't expect Duan Yi to be like this. Thinking about the abnormalities of the past few days, he quickly came to a ridiculous conclusion that he thought was reasonable: Duan Yi is a masochist, and the more he confronts him, the happier he is.

No, I'm going to change my strategy.

Lin Jiashu's eyeballs rolled wildly.

Duan Yi didn't know what little idea Lin Jiashu was up to, but no matter what idea he had, Duan Yi thought it was cute.

……

When the two of them entered the banquet hall, relatives of the Duan family immediately gathered around and greeted Duan Yi with greetings. Almost no one noticed Lin Jiashu who was following Duan Yi—even if someone saw him, they thought he was Duan Yi's assistant A secretary or some unremarkable distant junior doesn't matter.

Lin Jiashu hated being treated as Duan Yi's personal property. Seeing that Duan Yi's family surrounded Duan Yi tightly but no one noticed him, he was secretly happy. Taking advantage of the noise of the crowd, he sneaked to a corner of the banquet and was about to drink a glass of lemonade to moisten his throat. Suddenly, he felt that someone was looking at him, and when he turned his head, he saw a kind-hearted old man.

The old man was wearing a navy blue gown, and was sitting in an expensive wheelchair. He held a few pills in the palm of his left hand, stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and stared straight at the water glass in Lin Jiashu's hand.

Lin Jiashu realized that the old man was going to take medicine, so he quickly brought a glass of warm water to the old man, and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll help you."

The old man nodded, pointed to the medicine in his palm, and said, "Could you pick out the red pill for me? The medicine has to be taken after meals, but when I poured it... my hands trembled badly... I couldn't pick it out... "

Could he be Parkinson? !

Seeing that not only the right hand of the old man was trembling, but also the left hand holding the medicine was trembling unconsciously, Lin Jiashu immediately became worried.

Then the old man said again: "Help me..."

"no problem."

The good boy Lin Jiashu agreed with all his mouth, put the red pill back into the small medicine bottle as requested by the old man, and helped the old man drink water and take the medicine. After finishing, he did not forget to take a tissue for the old man to wipe his mouth, wipe his hands and pinch his palms—Parkinson’s will cause Muscles are stiff and need help to relax.