Spoil You All Your Life

Family, big living room.

"Dad, you calm down, your body is not good if you are angry." Tan Xueer brought a cup of hot tea and put it in front of Shi Changrong.

"Humph!"

Shi Changrong was really angry, "They still have an old man like me in their hearts? I see, they are deliberately trying to **** me off. Cut first and play later! Actually play for Lao Tzu, cut first and play later! If... if you give me something, See how I clean up that kid! The courage is fat! Too fat!"

Happiness!

The armrest of the grand teacher's chair was snapped by Shi Changrong.

Mo Dongdong and Fu Xiaoyou hurriedly spoke for Shi Zixian, "Master, don't be mad, this is certainly not what Zixian thought of. Everyone knows how good he is to Zimu, how he would be willing to take her. It must be Zimu trouble to come to play in safety."

"She makes trouble, doesn't he know to bring people here, let us watch."

"Father, you don't know the character of that girl Zimu. If she gets into trouble, Zixian will be willing to make her unhappy, so she will take it out when she feels weak."

How could Shi Changrong not know Shi Zixian's temperament, but it was just anger! Let him have no sides long ago, let him be soft-hearted, now it's all right, once he's acting like a spoiled wife, he will be gone!

"It's so easy to relent, how did you train in the army!"

Hearing Shi Changrong's fire loudly, Lin Yingzi glanced at him, and said indifferently, "I only feel soft to my wife, no!"

"you!"

Seeing that the old man was blocked, the others wanted to laugh, but did not dare to laugh out loud.

"If you can do everything, just be soft to his wife, OK, I see how he will explain to me after he comes back!"

The old man is really worried about Mo Zimu. After a few minutes, people will pay attention to Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu's movements. If their mobile phones are turned on, they must be contacted and their itinerary and hotel We all understand clearly, and those who should be told must also be explained.

France.

Knowing that Shi Zixian brought him out, the alert point in his heart must have been raised a lot. Mo Zimu became very obedient and followed him, not naughty or noisy. He would look at him before he was greedy and ask his opinion. When she sees something she wants to play, she also considers safety first. If Shi Zixian disagrees, she won't insist. She doesn't want anything discordant in a romantic honeymoon.

The first night.

Shi Zixian hugged Mo Zimu and lay on her head, gently touching her hair, "Are you tired after playing for a day?"

"Not tired."

"How can you be so behaved today?"

Mo Zimu licked, "I don't want you to worry about it."

"Heh...good boy. It's late, go to sleep, the baby must be asleep."

"it is good."

Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu's seven-day trip to France, every minute and every time is happy and precious.

In the past seven days in China, the members of the aristocratic family and the Mo family spent minutes thinking to them both.

The young couple over there left countless sweet memories, and the wedding plans in Mo Zimu's mind were endless.

The elders here wondered if Shi Zixian and Mo Zimu had any problems, and if they were playing too crazy and forgot that there was still a little life among them.

May 3rd, ten o'clock in the morning.

Shi Zi was holding the steering wheel with one palm and rubbing his temples with the other. The speed was not fast, so he turned a corner and hurried towards Hongan Ocean Group.

Suddenly, the black car slowly slowed down and then backed away.

The window of the car was lowered, and Shi Zidu cast his gaze from the window of the co-pilot to a person on the side of the road.

Beep!

Xin Wenke looked at the black car in front of him. It was the gentleman yesterday.

"Where to go?" Shi Zi asked Xin Wenke who couldn't stop the car.

"work."

"boarding."

Xin Wenke looked at his son for a while, and didn't move.

"Sir, no, I can."

"At this point, you can't get a taxi here."

Xin Wen could insist on not getting in the car, "I think there will be a car in a while."

"If what you do is not important, keep waiting."

"It's not unimportant!" Xin Wenke's voice was quite loud, looking at Shi Zidu's face, his voice became quieter, "It's very important!"

"boarding."

As he stared at each other, Xin Wen could be defeated. Unknowingly, he grabbed the handle of the bag with his fingers, holding a large bouquet of carnations in his hand, and got into Shizidu's car.

The black car started again.

After driving for tens of meters, Shi Zi glanced at the carnation on Xin Wenke's chest and asked, "Where?"

Xin Wenke's voice is very low, and she can see that she is not very emotional, "The place I went is a bit special."

"where?"

He took a deep breath, as if he had had enough courage to say it, "North Cemetery."

Shi Zi was startled for a second, turned his head to look at Xin Wenke, looked at the flower in her hand, and agreed with a word.

"Ok."

Along the way, the two people in the car were speechless.

Cemetery in the North District.

Xin Wenke got off the car with flowers in his arms and looked at Shi Zidu who came down from the cab, and bowed respectfully to thank him, "Sir, thank you."

"I am here waiting for you."

"No, it has already delayed you a lot of time. I am on vacation today. When I go back, I can take the bus."

"go in."

Xin Wenke nodded to Shi Zi again, turned and walked into the depths of the cemetery step by step.

After half an hour.

An old man from the entrance management office of the cemetery came out to dry his things.

Shi Zi thought he was not allowed to smoke, so he quickly extinguished the cigarette.

"Boy, you didn't go in, it's okay, here, there is no hard and fast rule not to smoke."

The cemetery is not allowed to smoke, but whoever comes to the cemetery is in a good mood? When the sorrow is deep, the entrance of the cemetery has become a place for smokers to smoke to relieve their sorrow.

Shi Zi pursed his lips and nodded at the old man. Without continuing to light the cigarette, he subconsciously looked into the cemetery. Inside, is her mother?

Seeing that the son had responded to him, the old man followed his gaze and said, "You are Xiao Ke's friend, why didn't you go in with her just now to see her parents."

Shi Zi was taken aback, and turned to look at the old man, "She... Mom and Dad?"

"Yeah, don't you know?" The old man was even more surprised than the prince. "Didn't Xiao Ke tell you?"

"No."

The son of the world thought to himself, how could she say this to him about their relationship, I'm afraid that in her impression, he will always be three unpleasant words, rich second generation.

The old man turned around and was about to enter the house, and the troublesome son all asked.

"Old sir, you know how her parents..."

The old man stood still and looked at Shizudu, thinking for a while, with a pity, "I don't know how her parents died. I have been here for eight years, and I see her here every May 3rd. Give her parents flowers."

"I heard from people before me that she lost her parents when she was five years old. Her grandmother went back to the countryside when she was ten years old. She seemed to have passed away when she was admitted to university." The old man sighed. Hey~ Poor, after all, this child has no parents...17 years."

Seventeen years?

The world’s heart trembled. Seventeen years ago, when he was ten years old, what kind of grief did Xin Wenke experience that year?

"Boy, are you not Xiao Ke's boyfriend?"

"No."

The old man shook his head, "No wonder you don't know about her."

After the old man entered the house, after a while, Shi Zi locked the car and walked into the cemetery.

At the end of the third row in the North District Cemetery, in the West District, a tall figure stands in front of a tombstone with a bunch of carnations.

"Mom, it will be Mother's Day soon, I am busy that day, so I won't come to see you."

"Dad, over there, treat my mother better."

After repeating two sentences for many years, Xin Wen could say it again, but why did she say so many times? Every time she said it, she still couldn't help crying.

"Mom, I read a passage a few days ago. I don't remember all the sentences. It means, no matter how you love me or not in this life, and no matter how bad or bad I live in this life, the next Generations, we will definitely not meet, you will not be my parents, and I will not be orphaned because of your death. Love or not love, just this life."

Xin Wenke smiled suddenly, and two teardrops fell from his eyes.

"Actually, I'm very happy, I don't need to meet you in my next life, really!"

Because, then, I don’t have to feel sorry for you, and I don’t have to feel sorry for you!

Seeing Xin Wenke's tears, Shi Zi handed over the neatly folded veil in the left breast pocket of his shirt.

Xin Wen didn't have the veil to take over the world, and wiped away tears with his hands, "You haven't left yet?"

"Waiting for you."

Looking at the pictures of a man and a woman on the tombstone, Xin Wenke whispered, "I will leave very late, please, go back."

"Stop lunch?"

"Don't eat."

"That's right, I recently lost weight, so let's stand here with you."

Xin Wen looked at Shi Zidu in surprise, he? lose weight? Is the body standard comparable to a male model calling for weight loss?

"Sir, please don't make fun of me."

"You think I'm telling a joke."

"We are not people of the same world."

Even if he helped her several times, she was not an idiot. From his dress and conversation, he knew that if he was not a famous person, he would be the second generation of Fu Jia. Such a person always has the characteristics of their world. It doesn't match her at all.

Shi Zi laughed softly, "Miss Xin, can I take the liberty to ask you a question?"

"Ok?"

"Why are you so inferior?"

Xin Wenke's round face suddenly turned red, avoiding Shizidu's sight.

"Is this in front of me? Or do you face everyone?"

Shi Zi stared at Xin Wenke closely, not realizing that he was in front of her parents' grave.

After a long time, Xin Wenke couldn't stand the pressure of the world's son. He replied softly, "Sir, how am I? It has nothing to do with you."

"It doesn't matter. But..."

Xin Wenke looked up at Shizidu curiously, "But what?"

"However, with a character like you, living in society is actually not... easy."

The world’s son chose the word ‘easy’, and he thought, maybe, this word won’t hurt her too much.

"Compared to a rich second generation like you, my husband, my life is really not easy. But even if it is, I am not obligated to be your kind of plaything or laughingstock, am I?"

The son of the world looked at Xin Wenke's rebellious expression, and was suddenly shocked by the inferiority and sadness in her eyes. Does not having parents really make her feel so inferior and painful? I feel inferior to the point where I feel nervous like a hedgehog full of prickles in front of people like him.

"People like us?" Shi Zi raised his voice and looked at Xin Wenke, "Have you been hurt by the rich second generation... ever?"

Hearing what Shi Zidu said, Xin Wenke suddenly laughed, a little sad.

"You want to say'played', right?"

Shi Zi was noncommittal, turning his head to look at the two faces on the tombstone, "Would you like to talk about it, I will be the audience."

"No."

After speaking, Xin Wen could ignore Shizidu again and sat in front of the tombstone, quietly looking ahead.

One sitting is one afternoon.

In the evening, at six o'clock, Shi Zi drove Xin Wenke away from the North Cemetery.

"where to?"

"Provincial Daily."

"Working overtime is bad for girls' skin."

Xin Wenke looked at the trees on the roadside receding outside the window without speaking.

No overtime? She also wants not to work overtime, but how can the manuscript come out? Since childhood, she was not qualified to live according to her own ideas.

Before arriving at the Provincial Daily Building, Shi Zi suggested, "How about having a meal together?"

"Thank you for your kindness, I won't be with you if I have something to do."

As soon as the black car stopped at the door of the Provincial Daily, Xin Wenke couldn't wait to get out of the car and ran inside. He even forgot to say thank you to Shizi, as if he was going to eat her after a second.

Seeing Xin Wenke's figure disappear in the door of the building, Shi Zi raised the window of the co-pilot and started the car away.

What a strange girl! How many girls even if they don’t know that he is the son of the world, as long as they see how much he wears, they will try to get close to them, she is better...

Triumph City, the home of the world.

The doorbell rang as soon as he arrived home after eating dinner alone.

"Brother, it's me."

Shi Zipei rang the door of Shi Zidu's house through the video doorbell on the first floor.

After entering the door, Shi Zi Pei carrying her bag saw Shi Zi sitting alone at the bar drinking red wine, walked over, put the bag on the bar, and sat next to him.

"Why didn't you go to work today and didn't answer your phone calls."

Shi Zipei poured a glass of water for herself, "Why? Still thinking about them?"

The son of the world thought of sitting with Xin Wenke in front of her parents' grave all afternoon, "Why are you here?"

"Consolation to the'disaster victims'."

Love the victims!

The son laughed, "If you are not my sister, you are quite suitable to be a poverty alleviation ambassador."

The messenger who helped him feel poverty!

"Hehe." Shi Zipei laughed, "I can still make a joke on me. It seems that I don't need to worry about you. I will go to work on time tomorrow, right?"

"Ok."

"That's fine, I'll sit back with you and go back."

Shi Zi looked at his sister, "Or, live here tonight?"

Shi Zipei carefully looked at Shi Zi for a while, "Hey, you are not right."

"where?"

"You never allow outsiders to enter here, you will still keep me, there is a problem."

"Are you an outsider?" Shi Zi raised his eyebrows, "And, it's not that no one has come in, she, has lived."

she was?

Shi Zipei said in surprise, "You said...Zimu lived here?"

"Ok."

Shi Zipei carefully observed Shi Zidu, "Anyway, I think you are not normal today."

"If you insist on going back, I won't stop."

Shi Zipei laughed, "My brother keeps my guest, why can't I stop, I'll call my parents and talk about it."

Shizi laughed and drank the red wine in his glass.

About ten minutes later, Shi Zipei returned from the balcony to the bar, "I put the bag in the room, and I choose the room, right?"

"Zipei."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Shi Zi looked at Shi Zi Pei's new lv handbag and asked, "Do you feel inferior?"

"Inferiority?"

Shi Zipei looked at his brother inexplicably, "Why should I feel inferior?"

Yes, why does Zipei need to have inferiority complex? A grandson of a famous family, a daughter of a wealthy family, appearance, body, education, job, and future, she has no problems in any aspect. How can she know how inferior is?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Zi shook his head and poured himself a glass of red wine, "It's okay, just ask casually, go and see where you want to live."

"it is good."

When resting at night, the world’s son was lying on the bed, thinking of Xin Wenke’s tears, why was he always curious about that girl? She was so strange, she was different from the girls he knew, she was different from Zimu, she was also different from Zipei, and she was very different from Bai Baihe and Yao Tiantian. Even in the years he was studying, there was no female classmate like her.

Picking up the mobile phone on the front desk, Shi Zi made a call to his special assistant.

"Check someone for me tomorrow, Provincial Daily, Xin Wenke. Keep a low profile!"

On May 5th, at 9:30 in the morning, Yao's company Shizidu office.

After the morning meeting, Shi Zi returned to his office, and there was already a paper bag with no words written on the surface of the black desk.

"President, this is the monthly comprehensive report of last month."

"Let it go."

After the special assistant went out, Shi Zi opened the paper bag on the desk and pulled out the information paper inside...

Five minutes later, Shi Zi put the white paper in his hand on the table, slowly leaning against the black leather chair, frowning slightly, with a trace of pity in his cold eagle eyes.

It turned out that this was the reason for her true inferiority and her rejection of the rich second generation.

Xin Wenke, my mother accidentally had her when she was engaged in some kind of unseen transaction. When my father learned of her existence, he decided to divorce his wife and marry her mother. He didn't want to. When her father went to her mother, her mother's new love at the time was looking for someone As a lesson to her dad, her dad’s wife hired someone to deal with her mother, and the people on both sides fought in her house. In the chaos, her parents fell in a pool of blood at the same time. The five-year-old stood at the door of the room and saw everything happen.

Under the care of her grandmother, she returned to school after being autistic for two years.

When enrolling in college, I fell in love with him because he was taken care of by a boy in the same class. How can I think that after two months of a rich second-generation male student with her, he hinted that she would be moved if she received a true mood book written by a girl Be with it. The silly Xin Wen believed it to be true and wrote a three-page love letter to the boy. As a result, in the exam three days later, her love letter was nailed to the boys' exam paper and handed in together, and the whole department became famous.