In the backyard of the Shen family's mansion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hunchbacked and ragged Shen Cheng sat on the stump with his eyes closed, the sinuous green tendons were like an old tree coiled on his sturdy upper body, the nodes in the tendons were constantly undulating, the color was dark and red, and his face was even more wrinkled, looking like an old man who was about to die, without a little vitality.

"Poof!"

After a while, Shen Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of dark red blood, and the blood splashed on the ground with a sizzling sound, and a few traces of blue-green mist appeared.

"Hey, it's serious again." Shen Cheng let out a long sigh, shook his head, and a trace of loneliness crossed his face, he knew his physical condition, if it continued like this, I am afraid that within a year and a half, the bloodthirsty Gu worms hidden in his heart would completely explode, devouring all his vitality.

has lived for more than 20 years, and Shen Cheng has long been indifferent to life and death, but his only regret is that he can't participate in Moyu's wedding.

"Cheng'er." A deep voice sounded behind Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng turned around, with a slight surprise on his face, "Father, why are you here?" If he remembers correctly, his father Shen Teng has not taken the initiative to come to the backyard to see him for more than ten years.

"Hehe, I just want to see you." Shen Teng chuckled, with a hint of indebtedness in his eyes, he glanced at the cloud of dirty blood on the ground, and sighed: "Cheng'er, your poison is serious again!" ”

Shen Cheng was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Father, how do you know that I am poisoned?" But after saying that, he laughed dumbly, Shen Teng is the head of the Shen family after all, everything in the mansion can't hide from his eyes, and he takes Lingxiang all year round, which will naturally expose some things.

"How much time is left?" Shen Teng sighed and asked, his most talented son back then not only has lost a little kung fu now, but also has to go underground one step ahead of him, and no one can let go of this kind of thing.

"More than a year." Shen Cheng replied in a calm tone.

Shen Teng was silent for a long time before he said: "Cheng'er, I'm sorry for you for my father, and my family is sorry for you, I don't have the ability to cure your poison, you have worked hard all these years." ”

"Father, this is the child's own fault, and he can't blame others." Shen Cheng waved his hand, looked at Shen Teng and asked, "Father, you came to find the child, there should be something." ”

Shen Teng coughed lightly, "Cheng'er, there is indeed something to do for my father, Moyu's girl left from you a while ago." ”

"Yes, is my father going to hold me accountable?" Shen Cheng stood up, his body bent.

When Shen Teng saw his son's appearance, he couldn't say anything if he wanted to blame, and finally said helplessly: "Cheng'er, that girl in Moyu liked you the most in the past, can you go to her company and call her back." ”

"Hehe, father, you find someone else, I won't harm Moyu." Shen Cheng smiled, his tone was full of a hint of sarcasm, this is his father, who can sacrifice anyone for the benefit of the family, even his own granddaughter, can be sent into the fire pit in person. Back then, in order to compete for the quota of the True Martial Family, he was forced to marry a woman he didn't like, which indirectly caused him to fall into the bloodthirsty Gu worm, and his future was ruined, and now he still wants him to destroy Moyu, what a good father, a good grandfather, and a good family master!

Shen Teng frowned, the sarcasm in his son's tone made him very uncomfortable, and no one in the entire Shen family dared to speak to him in this tone, so he said in a slightly more aggravated tone: "Cheng'er, why can't you tell the difference between right and wrong, Moyu is so old, it's time to get married, I found a suitable husband for her, is it wrong?" ”

"The right husband? Hehe! Shen Cheng turned around with difficulty, squinted at Shen Teng, and said coldly: "Father, you really think about Moyu, although Jin Hongyu I don't know his character, but since he is Jin Ronghua's son, it must be a raccoon dog, Moyu is afraid that it won't take two or three years to wash his face with tears every day." ”

Shen Teng wanted to answer, but Shen Cheng waved his hand and continued: "Father, you haven't changed at all after so many years, right∵ I won't go to Moyu, you will die of this heart." ”

"Okay, good, I really raised a good son!" Shen Teng blew his beard angrily and glared, dropped an angry word and left the backyard.

……

"Moyu, why don't you go to the bar and sit down?" Huo Zhen asked Lin Zhaoyao for leave, so he went to the basement to get a copy of the medicine, and when he came out, he saw Shen Moyu's car parked in the far side of the square, so he asked with a smile.

Shen Moyu glanced at Huo Zhen and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get in the car." ”

Huo Zhen smiled and didn't continue to make fun of the cold and glamorous beauty, he put the bag containing the liquid medicine in the back seat, then walked to the front seat and sat down, glancing at the two white and tender thighs under Shen Moyu's pale pink shorts, he couldn't help but touch two handfuls on them.

"Rogue, you can't settle down!" Shen Moyu glared at Huo Zhen, and a blush appeared on her cold face.

"Hehe, who made Moyu so tempting!" Huo Zhen's smile had an indescribable obscene taste, he looked at the few people around, and said in a low voice: "Why don't we find a secluded place to warm up first?" ”

Shen Moyu said angrily after hearing this: "Get out, I thought about that kind of thing early in the morning, and if you do this again, I will ignore you!" ”

"Man, it's like this early in the morning, you can't blame me!" Huo Zhen spread his hands helplessly.

"Go, I'm ignoring you!" Shen Moyu's face turned cold.

Seeing this, Huo Zhen hurriedly said: "Don't, I won't say it, let's drive quickly, it is estimated that it will be the rush hour at work later, and maybe there will be a traffic jam again." ”

Shen Moyu snorted lightly and started the car.

Not long after driving, the Bentley stopped on Cuiwan Avenue, looking at the waiting vehicles in front of him, Huo Zhen said speechlessly: "It's really a traffic jam!" ”

"It's all your crow's mouth!" Shen Moyu complained.

"Hey, Moyu beauty, don't wronged people, it's normal for this to be stuck in traffic, besides, Cuiyuan Avenue is the road with the most traffic in the urban area, first in the rush hour for work, can you not get stuck in traffic?" Huo Zhen's face was full of innocence.

Shen Moyu looked at the long traffic in front of him and muttered, "It looks like we will be stuck in traffic for at least half an hour!" After that, she looked at the navigator and frowned: "The closest road to Cuihu District is this Cuiyuan Avenue, and the other roads are too long, and it will take an hour to detour." ”

"Even if you want to take a detour now, you can't help it!" Huo Zhen pointed to the vehicle squeezed next to him, and said angrily.

When Shen Moyu saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head speechlessly, it seemed that he could only be stuck in this traffic jam.

"It's okay, it's not in a hurry anyway." Huo Zhen comforted and turned on the music in the car.

Soon the soothing music sounded.

After a while, Shen Moyu's mobile phone vibrate.

"Wang Ying, is there something wrong?" Seeing that it was the number of the vice president, Shen Moyu resumed his cold attitude.

"Mr. Shen, I'm stuck in a traffic jam, I may be late for work today, and I estimate that I won't be able to send you that material to the computer until the evening." Wang Ying's tone was a little anxious.

Shen Moyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the vehicle in front of him, "Wang Ying, you won't be on Cuiyuan Avenue too, right?" ”

"Ah, Mr. Shen, you are also stuck in traffic?" Wang Ying said unexpectedly.

"Yes, I'm at the intersection of Nantong Community." Shen Moyu paused for a moment and said suspiciously: "Wang Ying, I remember that you don't live in the Mingyuan Community, and the road to the company shouldn't be this Cuiyuan Avenue." ”

Wang Ying explained with a smile: "Mr. Shen, my daughter is in Cuiyuan Primary School, and I will send her to school every day. ”

"Oh, that's right, that's okay, there's no hurry about the materials, I don't have something to do today and don't go to the company, and it's not too late to wait for me to deal with it tomorrow." Shen Moyu said in a calm tone.

"Well, by the way, Mr. Shen, did you just say that you were blocked at the intersection of Nantong Community?"