Chapter 44: The Half-Brother

The car drove on the wide lane for an hour, and finally came to a huge villa complex, where the villas are classical and elegant, quiet and splendid, low-key wealth, high-profile fashion, and the tallest building in the imperial capital, "Rising Star", far away, become the most beautiful scenery in the city.

In front of the gate of one of the villas, a swarthy Mercedes-Benz SLR772 was parked, the gate slowly opened, and there was a row of servants inside, and the car drove directly in.

It wasn't until we crossed the huge garden in front of us that the Mercedes came to a steady stop.

Deng Xichen was dressed in a suit, dressed flamboyantly, and the red shirt on his chest made his snow-white face more handsome, but he was a little less heroic.

"Young Master, you're back!" The housekeeper saw that the young master was finally willing to go home after many years, and hurriedly greeted him, and the old tears of excitement were rampant, and he almost couldn't control himself and was about to go up to shake his hand.

Thinking of the difference in the identities of the two, the butler's hand stretched out a few times but retracted.

Deng Xichen sighed slightly, the complicated rules of the Deng family should have been canceled a long time ago, and he thought that it was a feudal society now, and he still engaged in the system of respect and inferiority.

However, he hadn't come back to see the housekeeper for many years, and he felt that the housekeeper Uncle Liu was closer to his father, because he was also one of the people his mother respected the most.

Gently holding Uncle Liu's slightly old fingers, Deng Xichen shouted: "Uncle Liu, you have worked hard for so many years!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, I'll be satisfied to see the eldest young master come back in my lifetime!" Uncle Liu didn't know the gap between the eldest young master and the master, he thought that the eldest young master would never come back, but he didn't expect to see him again, not to mention how happy he was.

"Yo! Who should I be back? It turned out to be you! Why? After so many years of messing around, I finally remember that I still have a home? Have you become a poor bastard, waiting for your father to help you?" Deng Xichen had not yet entered the house, when suddenly a young man's mean voice came.

Looking for prestige, a man about twenty years old, dressed in famous brands, with dyed brown hair, was blocking the door, holding his hands on his chest, looking at Deng Xichen with an unkind expression.

Deng Xichen frowned, he didn't remember that he had offended this person, although he didn't deal with this family, but it didn't reach the point of enmity, and the "dad" in his mouth, is it ......

Deng Xichen looked at the other party's childish cheeks, and a familiar feeling between the contours, Deng Xichen finally remembered who he was.

Thinking that the other party was the stepmother and father's son he hated, Deng Xichen was not good, he didn't forget the good things his mother did at the beginning, not only did he enter the house as a matter of course, but also after his mother's death, he married his father and gave birth to a son, it was because of the existence of this mother and son that he had such a big problem with his father and moved out.

Thinking of this, Deng Xichen didn't have a good face for him, and his aura suddenly dimmed, and he sneered unceremoniously: "I can't come back, it seems that I don't have to go through your permission, I don't have a good impression of the son born to the woman who occupies the magpie's nest, get out of the way, don't get in my way!"

Pushing Deng Xize's body away, Deng Xichen straightened the suit on his body and went straight into the living room.

Deng Xize didn't expect that after so many years, he still hated himself so much, and he already knew it many years ago, didn't he? No matter how much he tried to please and how much he wanted to play with his brother, he just ignored himself, as if he was something dirty and would stain his body.

His eyes darkened, Deng Qize lowered his weak hands and followed in.