Just when Huang Mao was startling himself and scared himself out of a cold sweat, a rather cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the door.

One of the younger brothers hurriedly ran to open the door, shouting, "Who? ”

As a result, before the other party had time to answer this question, he himself couldn't wait to shout: "Ah! It's the rich man! ”

After yesterday's dinner treat, Zhong Bisheng has successfully brushed up on his prestige among Si Mo's group of younger brothers, and has been upgraded from the slightly disdainful "that kid" to the cordial "Rich Master Zhong", which is not a big change.

"......" The rich man Zhong obviously didn't expect that there would be so many people in the family of the friend he just met yesterday, he stood at the door and obviously hesitated, and after hearing Si Mo's lazy voice let him in, he finally took a step.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Si Mo who was almost "paralyzed" on the sofa all over his body, his white face suddenly stiffened, and then his little face showed a look of "I know" and approached Si Mo.

As soon as he got closer, he didn't know if he was taking care of Si Mo's illness, and took the initiative to say his intention for the first time:

"I heard from my classmates today that there was a group fight on three streets outside the school. After hearing about this, many parents of my classmates have already approached the school and tried to relocate the school. ”

In fact, Si Mo has never figured out how Zhong Yu's school could be located in a place like their slums. And this stay seems to be a hundred years, and the more it develops, the better.

Even because of the growing reputation of the school, the street where the school was located developed into a small commercial street, and only their slum remained the same as it was in the area a little further away from their school.

"For a long time, these streets have been the territory of a few of you, and as soon as I heard about the fight, I guessed that I must have a part with you. Sure enough......"

He didn't finish his words later, but the meaning was clear enough, Si Mo smiled indifferently when he heard this, and just wanted to say a few heroic words according to the original owner's temperament, but unexpectedly pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was forced to "hiss".

"Boss! You ......"

Her soft hissing suddenly made the yellow hair, who had been staring at her nervous, explode.

"Okay, I haven't been decapitated, I'm not cursed, and I haven't exchanged any of my body's functions for powerful power!"

Si Mo didn't know what this kid had made up in his brain, and he broke three sentences in a row, directly blocking all his questions. Then he turned his head to look at Zhong Bisheng:

"Zhong Bisheng?"

"Yes. It's me. ”

Zhong Bisheng seemed very happy that Si Mo recognized himself, and even showed a smile on his cold face, which was very similar to the winter sun when the snow melted.

"Thank you for caring about me. But is it really okay for you to skip class and come to visit me with such a swagger? ”

Si Mo has not forgotten the situation of the kid in front of him, he is now facing the doubts of his adoptive parents and the tears of his biological parents, if you want to say that it is bad, it is much worse than his current situation.

“…… Never mind. Now the family doesn't care about me anymore. ”

Zhong Bisheng, as Zhong Yu's second personality, is not particularly clear about some things about Zhong Yu, and he doesn't even know how much the young man in front of him, who is several years older than him, knows about his own family affairs, so he can only answer perfunctorily like this.

"Then don't stay here too long, too long is not good for you. It will give them more reasons to shirk their responsibilities and turn a blind eye to you. ”

Si Mo knew what the child in front of him cared about, but the prejudice against blood could not be eliminated in a moment, not to mention that his biological parents were not very angry......