Isn't it an uncle, it's a father?

once went to Cheng's house, but he didn't connect the two Cheng families together.

Weiyang's home

"Xiaoshu, do you know him?"

"Well, of course I know, Baishan is Weiyang's game instructor."

Looking at his wife's expression of looking at his son-in-law, Cheng Zichen's face suddenly changed.

This kid who looks like he has a bad stomach actually knows his baby daughter?

"When?"

"Oh, just the other day, what were you doing with a shady face!" Liu Wenshu looked unhappy when she saw his expression, "Little teacher, don't worry about him, are you also here to attend the banquet?" ”

Xu Baishan nodded, but felt a little stiff after touching Cheng Zichen's scrutinizing gaze.

Liu Wenshu suddenly laughed: "Then you wait a while, Weiyang will come over later." ”

Cheng Zichen:

"Xiaoshu, you wait a while, I have something to ask him when I go outside"

"Ask what!" Liu Wenshu glared at him unswervingly, it seemed that he had already seen Xu Baishan's protective sample, Cheng Zichen suddenly felt a breath in his heart, this kid really came to block him today?

"Auntie, my uncle and I have something to say, and we will go to the banquet soon."

Xu Baishan spoke, Liu Wenshu hesitated a little but still nodded and went out, glaring at Cheng Zichen before leaving.

Cheng Zichen's face darkened the moment she went out: "Ouyang Shan, right?" ”

Xu Baishan:

He hesitated for a moment, but still chose to surrender in front of Weiyang's father, the two of them sat opposite each other, asking and answering, and soon Cheng Zichen made things clear, and he frowned: "In this case, why didn't you investigate when it first happened?" ”

Xu Baishan: "I was back then"

"Okay, I know." Cheng Zichen remembered that this kid was only six years old at that time, and immediately interrupted: "What about the people of the Ouyang family, don't check it either?" ”

"Father, he, for some reason, was separated from the family"

"I see." Cheng Zichen interrupted again, he had heard a little about the character of the old head of the Ouyang family, and it was already good to be able to take Ouyang Shan back to raise it.

And eighty percent of the reason why Ouyang Hai was separated was because of the game

Really, he put a big family business and didn't inherit it, but he was obsessed with the game, that bastard boy.

I really wanted to scold him with my ears twisted, but I didn't have that chance.

He smiled bitterly, a little helpless and bitter.

Looking at the indifferent and harmless person in front of him, Cheng Zichen suddenly didn't know what to ask, thought about it and opened his mouth with some solemnity: "Since it was thirteen years ago, why did you suddenly remember to check these things, are you sure to find out?" ”

Xu Baishan narrowed his eyes, and an inexplicable smile hung on the corner of his mouth, mixed with coldness: "They brought it on themselves." ”

After thinking about it, Xu Baishan's coolness gradually disappeared.

If those people hadn't discovered him, maybe he would still be the innocent quicksand, and he wouldn't have met Weiyang, and he wouldn't have met the child who amazed him.

will not help the beautiful leapfrog to solve the other party's Bai Yang who fell to the ground in a distraction.

will not invite the Weiyang who is making a big noise in the world.

Wouldn't want to teach her.

Won't want to tease her.

Wouldn't want to see her.

There will be no encounter, no will

Fortunately, he just wants to be a white gull now.

The person who had long disappeared from his mind had left behind the person he didn't know to be reincarnated in that blessed family.

Why leave him so much trouble?

If Xu Baishan wasn't Ouyang Shan, not quicksand, but an ordinary college student like Mo Tianhua and them who came to attack the city with that bit of novelty, would everything be different.

Those people didn't want to let go of Ouyang Shan, who was six years old at the time.

Is it dry bad things and scared?

But it doesn't matter, it's just solved.

Cheng Zichen looked at him with a smile and squinted his eyes, and suddenly spoke: "Don't contact our family Weiyang until you find out!" ”

"Impossible." Xu Baishan finally said his first refusal after entering the door.

Cheng Zichen choked, looking at this light-hearted kid, he was a little flustered.

"Uncle." Xu Baishan got up with a smile: "I won't involve Weiyang." ”

"What if?" Cheng Zichen saw danger in his eyes, "Those people dare to touch your father, they dare to touch you!" Weiyang is nothing but a"

"I'm not going to give them a chance!" Xu Baishan's eyes suddenly became deep, and his cold gaze made Cheng Zichen also move for a moment.

It's just that

"Nope." Cheng Zichen spoke, cold as ice without any emotion, "Weiyang is still young, I don't allow you to approach her." ”

"She's not suitable for you, the daughters of all famous families come up at this banquet, and many families have cooperation with Tianyue and can help you"

"Uncle Cheng." Xu Baishan's voice was mixed with coldness, and he interrupted Cheng Zichen's words, "What about my father." ”

Cheng Zichen suddenly froze in place, his hands clenched tightly.

Xu Baishan's eyes were quiet, as if the eyes that saw through everything made Cheng Zichen in a trance for a moment.

Yes, isn't Xiaohai also a member of the Ouyang family.

The Ouyang Hai who laughed heartlessly.

The man who once rushed to the front for his brother repeatedly.

The perennial business grind has made his last bit of enthusiasm wear out.

When did he become so cold-blooded?

The person in front of him is Xiao Hai's only flesh and blood.

only

"I'm not him." Xu Baishan opened his mouth, retracting the coldness and coldness, and his tone changed back to the same flat as always, "He can't protect what he wants to protect, I can." ”

"Moreover, I am no longer Ouyang Shan." Xu Baishan suddenly smiled and turned around.

His eyebrows and eyes melted cold, soft as the wind, elusive, but with a hint of warmth.

There was a knock on the door, Xu Baishan retreated, and Cheng Zichen did not speak again.

After standing for a long time, he felt that his legs were a little sore, so he sat down, looked at the green tendons in his hands that were getting clearer and clearer, and was silent.

Thirteen years.

Raising his head, as if he wanted to eliminate something pressing on his heart, Cheng Zichen sighed.

Xiaosu

He died.

Left so suddenly without any news.

What were we doing then?

In the last years of the empire, what could not be found, what could not be left, and what was hated.

So ridiculous.

The man who was sipping tea in the room suddenly stopped.

He looked no more than forty, dressed in a blue Han robe, with a scholarly air.

I turned my head to look at the calendar that was swaying in the wind.

The teacup shook, the tea in the cup splashed and dripped on the light gauze clothes, and Moon so looked at him gloomily for a long time, and put down the cup.

The sound of clogs sounded, and the door was pulled.

"Uncle, it's time for dinner."

Moon Kyung-yang was still warm, Moon so got up and walked out, and the door was pulled again.

Only the calendar is still trembling in the wind, with some tail notes.

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Others are in a bad mood when they charge a ratio of 20 to 1, saying that this book hits the street, and I am 500 to 1? hehe

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