Rebirth of the National Male God

Si Huang sent Yuling back to school. When he was about to arrive, Yu Ling finally couldn't help but ask: "Si Huang, why do you want my brother to do that? Although he studies law, he doesn't care much about the entertainment industry. "

Si Huang looked at her and smiled for two seconds before he smiled: "What you learn does not mean that what is suitable is what is suitable. A little change may bring unexpected surprises."

Yu Ling thought her words were a bit meaningful, and did not wait for more inquiries. Si Huang suddenly said, "Master, please stop the car on the side of the road."

"If someone in the school asks you about me, you can just find a reason to fool it." Si Huang who got out of the car told Yu Ling.

Yu Ling noticed something and nodded repeatedly.

It was only a hundred meters away from Huaxing Art School, and Si Huang had already seen a few people wandering at the school gate. If she remembered correctly, they were some bodyguards of the Si family. It seems that Si Zhihan really came to invite her home, but she doesn't want to go back now.

I didn't go back because I was scared, but because I was troublesome, and I didn't want to look at the faces of Si Jihan's family, lest he couldn't hold back the show.

Si Huang, who was walking on the street, wondered whether it was time to prepare a car, otherwise the schedule would be troublesome.

【His Majesty! What are you going to do now? 】The Five Treasures make a sound.

Si Huang shook his head and thought about it: "If you get out the contract for Feather, it will be fine."

The Five Treasures hate iron but cannot make steel, and follow through inducing: [How can it be all right! Shining gold! The weather is so good, of course I have to make money! 】

Si Huang imagined Wubao as a hamster tumbling and coquettish, and he smiled without answering it.

Si Huang, who returned home, began to make a contract, and he also found a secret channel to obtain the broker certificate for Yuene. I have stayed in Fenghua for so long in the previous life. Although I have been controlled, I also know a lot about Fenghua’s connections. It’s just a broker certificate. With her current status as the'Young Master Fenghua', it is not difficult to get it. .

After she finishes her work, Zhao Limei has also prepared lunch, but unfortunately an unexpected guest has arrived at home, which disrupts the lunch time.

When Zhao Limei saw Si Zhihan with a gloomy expression for the first time, she was about to pour tea, but was stopped by Si Huang: "Sister Zhao, you should go back first. You won't use it this afternoon."

"Okay." Zhao Limei packed up, and left gently.

Si Huang and Si Zhihan are left in the living room.

Today was the first time Si Huang saw Si Zhihan with his own eyes after Si Huang came back.

This year Si Zhihan is in his forties, but he looks the same as his early thirties. He has a gentle face. The years have not eroded his charm. Si Zhihan, who has been sitting in high positions for many years, has even more The mature charm that young people don't have is the charm of successful men.

Si Huang had to admit that, although most of her unique face was inherited from Li Lisi, there was a shadow of Si Zhihan.

While Si Huang was meditating, Si Zhihan was also looking at his son, whom he had not seen for a while. The last memory of Si Huang was still on the figure that was beaten to death and twitched by him. This made him a little dazed. Is the beautiful boy who sits elegantly really his own son?

Of course, this trance only passed away in a flash. With Si Huang and Li Lisi's similar eyebrows, Si Zhihan knew that this was his own son... No! It's a daughter!

Si Zhihan frowned, he was actually bewildered by Si Huang's appearance.

"Why don't you go back?" In a bad mood, the tone is naturally not much better.

Si Huang saw his expression in his eyes, and especially noticed Si Zhihan's disgust around him from time to time, as if he saw something extremely repulsive.

She laughed. Of course Si Zhihan would reject this place, because it belongs to Li Lisi. Coming here will remind him of his hypocrisy and nausea, using a woman's feelings to deceive everything he has now.

"I don't want to go back." Si Huang poured himself a glass of water slowly, and answered without raising his head.

Such a perfunctory attitude made Si Zhihan want to get angry for a while, but when he saw such a radiant Si Huang, he unexpectedly held back, with calculations in his eyes.

He seemed to underestimate the value of his own child.

Thinking of the benefits that this face and body might bring to him, Si Zhihan regretted the brutal beating of Si Huang that day, "Is the injury on his back better?" Before Si Huang could answer, he probably knew himself. As a result of his strength, he paused and said: "I will ask the secretary to prepare the best scar medicine, it is best not to leave scars."

Si Huang wanted to be like before, she must have thought it was Si Zhihan caring about herself, now? A cold light flashed in her drooping eyes, and when she raised her head, it had returned to normal, and she nodded to Si Zhihan, "Okay."

The two fell silent again, Si Huang calmed down, but Si Zhihan did not calm down, and no longer whispered, "I know you got the role of director Liu Shu in the TV series. Give it to Si Hua. You are not an actor. Professional, hit by mistake, if you don’t act well, it’s not just you alone..."

It is rare that Si Zhihan would explain a few words, but Si Huang took the initiative to interrupt: "No."

"what?"

"Even if I lose the character I got, I won't give Si Hua alms."

"What are you talking about!?" Si Zhihan stood up.

Si Huang slowly said, "Human words."

Si Zhihan raised his hand and stopped halfway, staring coldly at Si Huang's fearless and even indifferent face, "Well, since you are going to take the role, the signing is left to Fenghua."

Si Huang shook his head, "I have no plans to sign Fenghua, this is my own business."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Si Zhihan was anxious and calmer. "Whatever you do with your'identity', you are inseparable from Si Jia and Fenghua!"

"You can do what you want." Si Huang didn't seem to hear his threat, "I will do what I want."

Si Zhihan almost doubted whether the person in front of him was offended. He thought and thought, and then suddenly turned around: "I am your guardian. You can't do anything without my consent!" The Maotou boy, no matter how you pretend to be a ghost, you can't even think of breaking the storm in his hand.

When Si Zhihan closed the door fiercely, Si Huang did not show any expression of panic.

There was a light of contemplation in her eyes, she suddenly drank the water in the glass, and then hurried to the door.

*

The small independent villa where Si Huang lives is in a relatively quiet place in the Jinglan family, and it is rare to see other people. Si Zhihan's car was parked in a temporary garage, some distance away. He didn't walk fast, and he didn't notice that Si Huang's figure silently followed him.

At a corner, Si Huang's silent footsteps suddenly speeded up, and rushed behind Si Zhihan like lightning, and slipped the shopping bag he had just left the house into Si Zhihan's head.

"Hmm! Who!?"

Si Huang quickly tied a knot around his neck, and dragged the man to the side of the green woods with the collar of his suit.

Si Zhihan, who was in the darkness in his sight, realized that the manpower who attacked him was terrifying, and his struggle had no effect at all.

As for Si Huang, after throwing people on the ground, she began to hit the black stick. There was no expression on her face, only her eyes were bright and black.

"Ah, who are you! What is your purpose!"

"...Who made you do this? How much did it cost you? Hmm!"

"How did you know that I'm here? You've been in ambush a long time ago? Ah!"

No matter what Si Zhihan said, Si Huang didn't say a word, his feet were in pain but he wouldn't kill him.

It wasn't until Si Zhihan had the energy to speak and only gritted his teeth, that Si Huang lifted the hair that fell before his forehead and turned away happily.

【……His Majesty. ] Wubao's cautious voice sounded.

"Huh?" The upturned tone made Wubao relaxed, [Why not just kill him? 】

Si Huang smiled and said, "Why do you want to die? It will be troublesome for him to die now, and it will be cheaper for Si Hua. What's more, it would be too happy for him to die like this."

Wubao: [I thought...] Once Si Huang had no expression on his face and showed that kind of eyes, he would be a little scared.

"Why?" Si Huang's smile now resembles an innocent boy, "I just got a little bored with him, just vent my breath."

Five treasures: [...] Your Majesty, you are wayward!

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Ershui: Your Majesty, why are you wayward?

Fenghuang: There are many fans and ample confidence.

Ershui: ... really capricious.

Do you still want your Majesty to be more willful? Don't you hurry up? ~\（≧▽≦）/~