Chapter 5 The stranger who is closest to each other by blood

Yi Wanjun, who was leaning on Shen Hongyuan's arms, didn't see the complicated emotions in his eyes, and then withdrew from his embrace, stood up straight, and pushed Shen Hongyuan out of the kitchen, "If you think about it, go see the child, don't get in the way here." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Shen Hongyuan, who was 'blasted out' of the kitchen, turned his head, looked at Yi Wanjun helplessly, and habitually reached out and pinched her pretty face, saying that it was pinching, but its strength was extremely light.

"You, really, only once, not again. Do you hear me, or see how I punish you. ā€

Yi Wanjun pretended to rub his painful face and said coquettishly: "Uh... I'm so old, why are you still pinching my face? ā€

Shen Hongyuan smiled softly, then turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

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"Is it going well? not suspected, right?" came out of the phone in Shen Zhizhuo's hand.

Shen Zhizhuo, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, indifferently looked at the dilapidated garden swept by the autumn rain in the sunset, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touching sneer, "Heh, after so long of laying out the bureau, how could I allow this kind of thing to happen?"

"Well, be careful, just ...... Are you sure you want to do this, after all...... After all, it's your biological father, you ......," the voice on the other end of the phone asked with a little hesitation. "Chu Yufan, did you know me on the first day?"

"I just don't want you to do something you'll regret. Chu Yufan on the other end of the phone said earnestly.

"Alright, hang up. Shen Zhizhuo couldn't help but end the call.

Chu Yufan looked at the disconnected phone and was speechless for a while, this guy is really not cute!

Holding the phone in his hand tightly, Shen Zhizhuo exuded a cold breath all over his body.

He was no stranger to his biological father, for for as long as he could remember, his mother had always told him how his biological father had abandoned their mother and son, how he had repeatedly tried to strangle him while he was still in his mother's womb, and how he had forced them to live a dark life......

That's all because he fell in love with a woman named Yi Wanjun, a woman that his mother hated all his life, and this hatred was also imposed on him by his mother.

He didn't feel normal maternal love by his mother's side, and in his memory, he had never been like other children, wantonly coquettish in his mother's arms, and even when his mother saw him, there was always a trace of inexplicable hatred in her eyes, and he knew that because he looked very much like his father, although he didn't want to admit it.

Suddenly, a soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, Shen Zhizhuo quickly concealed the hatred pouring out of his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and returned to his usual indifference like water again, turned around and walked to the door, and opened the door.

When he raised his eyes, he was greeted by a middle-aged man, slender and straight, and his elegant atmosphere was set off by a decent black suit, giving people a warm and elegant feeling, standing there, looking at him at eye level, without thinking, Shen Zhizhuo knew that this person was his biological father whom he had never met.

No, to be precise, he hasn't seen himself, and he has not only seen him, but also knows him well, because he knows that he is invincible, he Shen Zhizhuo never fights uncertain battles, for him, for Yi Wanjun, and even the entire Yi family and the Yi family, all under his control.

At the same time, Shen Hongyuan was also looking at Shen Zhizhuo, who was at eye level with him, the child who was not expected, not blessed, and even regarded by himself as something that should disappear, was standing in front of him at this moment, with a appearance similar to his own six or seven points, especially thick eyebrows, deep phoenix eyes, and straight nose.

is already as tall as himself, his long figure of one meter and eight is very strong, and he has an innate noble temperament all over his body, it seems that the injustice of fate did not ruin him, but made him grow so well.

Father and son stood in such a door, outside the door, looking at each other, this was the first time in the true sense of their father and son in nineteen years, the strangers who were closest to each other, the embarrassment was surging, no one broke the silence, so deadlocked.

In the end, it was Shen Hongyuan who took the lead in breaking the awkward silence and smiled indifferently: "You ......" Before Shen Hongyuan finished speaking, he saw Shen Zhizhuo silently turn sideways.

Shen Hongyuan immediately understood, and walked straight into the room without hesitation.

But Shen Zhizhuo hesitated for a few seconds before turning around and walking back to the sofa, glanced at Shen Hongyuan who was standing there, and said in a voice without a trace of undulation: "Sit down." ā€

"Good. Shen Hongyuan replied in a low voice. Then the two of them sat down facing each other.

There was another silence, and for this relatively wordless atmosphere, Shen Zhizhuo only felt extremely ironic.

In every child's heart, the father is the embodiment of the hero and the idol of worship, but for him, the father is a strange and familiar existence.

To say strange, because in his nineteen years of memory and life, there has never been a bit of his father's existence, to say familiar, because he has lived in the endless hatred brought to him by this father for the whole nineteen years.

The mother's pain, the mother's tears, the mother's endless hatred, and the mother's unwilling death.

What he carries is due to him, so even if he uses this father-son relationship to break into the Yi Consortium, he can't get along with him without any guilt.

Especially when he couldn't say the two words he was most afraid of - "Dad".

Shen Hongyuan had sensed Shen Zhizhuo's alienation and rejection from the very beginning. After all, for him, his self as a father can be said to be a strange existence.

But for him, he didn't feel that this son was strange, although he had always been obsessed with the existence of this child, but Wan Jun was right, the child was innocent, and the grievances of the previous generation should not be involved in them.

Since everything has become an unchangeable fact, why don't he try to accept this real child, so he took the initiative to come to Shen Zhizhuo, wanting to try to fill in the missing father-son relationship.

Shen Hongyuan tried to find a breakthrough to break the embarrassment several times, but every time he felt his alienation and rejection, a sense of powerlessness arose.

"You look a lot like me. After a long time, Shen Hongyuan dryly squeezed out a sentence that was not nutritious.

If it weren't for the wrong atmosphere, Shen Zhizhuo would definitely laugh, and the vice president of the Yi Foundation, who has always been resolute, would also have such an embarrassed and overwhelmed time, when he forced his mother to beat him off with his words, he had ever thought about the situation when facing this child he was bent on killing.

Shen Zhizhuo lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the crystal coffee table between the two, thinking that he should restrain his emotions, now is not the time.

After a while, he slowly looked up at Shen Hongyuan, his body naturally leaned towards the sofa, folded his legs lazily, his slender fingers tapped his knees, and his voice was as cold and indifferent as ever, "Well! No way, I don't want to, as you can see, I am the one who has been cursed by you and should not live in this world, your son." ā€