Good Samaritan Mr Yu

Zhong Simo and Shen Yu ate their meal until nearly five in the afternoon. Although some regrets, Zhong Simo left after sending Shen Yu to see An Wei. He had to go to some "private affairs" today to attend the birthday party of his half-sister.

The gift I bought was placed on the passenger seat, and I really bought a set of French original Barbie dolls as suggested by Shen Yu. Zhong Simo drove the car absently, speculating that the couple would cause him some trouble this time. After all, the meeting a week ago was quite unpleasant.

To talk about Zhong Simo's life experience, according to his own definition, it can be said to be quite a bit of blood.

Zhong Simo’s biological father, Chen Yi, is in his fifties and has a bold and decisive character. He drove China’s fastest growing years and experienced a dramatic change from grassroots to rich. He married three wives and gave birth to three. child.

There have always been rumours in the wealthy circles that Chen Yike’s wife. His first wife was married when he was poor, and died when he gave birth to Chen Sizhuo, the eldest son of the Chen family. After two years, he married his second wife and gave birth to a second son. His career also started. Unexpectedly, ten years later The two were divorced because of their emotional discord. It is said that their second wife died within a few years. There is no news about the second son who does not know whether it exists. The current wife of the Chen family, Zhou Qianhe, is his third wife. He was a teenager and was once the daughter of a high-ranking official. He gave birth to his youngest daughter, Chen Siyin, who is only seven or eight years old this year.

On the one hand, Chen Yijiao's wife is in his arms and her children are both winners in life. On the other hand, he will inevitably have the notoriety of denying his wife, and changing women is like changing clothes.

Of course, for Chen Yi, these are nothing. What he cares about is benefits and value. The second son who was rebellious enough to change his mother's surname was not in his consideration at all, and he was happy that Zhong Simo had never been close to each other since the divorce.

Since he was twelve years old, he has relied on himself to solve his food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and all his achievements are derived from his own efforts. The concept of a father is vague and meaningless to Zhong Simo. He must rely on his own strength to rectify his mother's name. As for the Chen family, he is not rare.

However, as he grew older in the past two years, Chen Yi's heart seemed to have grown old and soft, and he began to try to contact Zhong Simo. Zhong Simo didn't want to discern what his purpose was, so he chose not to accept it. Only go back once or twice when it is really difficult to make trouble every time.

After all, for stepmother Zhou Qianhe, he was a thorn in the eyes of a future struggle for inheritance.

Chen's main villa is located in the suburbs of Beijing, with relatively good air and large area. Zhong Simo got on the elevated highway and drove all the way, and finally rushed to the place a few minutes before seven o'clock.

"Second Young Master." The old man at the door helped him open the door and park the car, bowing to say hello. Zhong Simo nodded lightly, without saying much. He has been wild for more than ten years, and now this young master can't bear it and is too lazy to bear it.

"Amo is here." Chen Sizhuo, the eldest brother of the Chen family, heard the sound and walked in with a smile while holding Zhong Simo's hand.

Chen Sizhuo is three years older than Zhong Simo, thirty one this year, and is not yet married. Because both were raised by Zhong Simo's biological mother when they were young, Zhong Simo's relationship with him is pretty good. It's a pity that this eldest brother is a modest, good-natured man, and he won't be of any use when he is in a hurry.

"Is anyone else coming?" Zhong Simo asked casually about the situation.

"No, just you, me, Yinyin, Dad and Auntie. You know Yinyin's situation. Auntie doesn't want her to see more people." Chen Sizhuo shook his head secretly.

"Yeah." Zhong Simo said while walking holding the gift box, "I hope she can let her daughter have a peaceful birthday today."

"I also hope that after you left last week, she had a bad temper. She drew more than a dozen slaps on Yinyin. She couldn't stop her, saying that she didn't care about killing herself," Chen Sizhuo had a lingering fear. In retrospect, I realized that Zhong Simo probably didn't want to hear this, "Oh, I haven't been able to help you much. I promised my mother to take care of you."

"Zhou Qianhe has gone crazy and the old man can't care about it, I can't blame you." Zhong Simo interrupted his memory, obviously not wanting to listen.

"Oh, oh." Chen Sizuo Nana nodded and stopped talking.

The two walked through the vestibule garden all the way to the door of the white building. Before entering, they heard a sharp female voice.

"Why, the second young master, this is a big one, please don't move. My younger sister is celebrating her birthday. This is the point."

Zhou Qianhe was standing in the porch and talking coldly. She is very well maintained, she looks like she is in her early thirties, with long hair hanging down, wearing a black gauze skirt, exquisite makeup, arrogant expression, a typical image of a rich and beautiful woman.

"Don't dare to bother you to call you Master, I'm afraid of losing your life." Zhong Simo released the hand that his elder brother intended to stop, and walked in the door while choking back.

"you"

"Enough auspicious days, why noisy, is it fair?" Zhou Qianhe still wanted to argue, but a mature and majestic voice stopped her.

Chen Yi sat on the upper sofa in the living room and looked at the eldest son and second son who walked in and nodded slightly, "coming."

"Here." Zhong Simo also replied in two succinct words, without any desire to continue talking. Chen Yi moved her lips when she saw this, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Come on, look at our little fairy of Yinyin, we are really dressed up today." Chen Sizhuo hurriedly ended the scene and pulled out the protagonist of today's birthday party.

The seven or eight-year-old girl wore a pink princess dress with pale skin and delicate features. Her **** eyes flickered like flying butterflies. She Hanzo walked step by step behind Chen Sizhuo, and finally stopped one meter away from Zhong Simo, timidly making a greeting gesture.

This beautiful and delicate little girl like a fairy is a natural mute.

Zhong Simo didn't deal with the family and wouldn't care about with the children. Chen Yi and Zhou Qianhe saw that their little daughter had also lost their tempers, and the atmosphere of tension finally eased a little bit. Chen Sizhuo hurriedly arranged for the servants to put dishes on the table and gathered the group of people on the table.

The servants serve, remove, serve cakes, and light candles step by step. A few people maintained their apparent calm and ate without saying a word. The birthday party of the good child became like a funeral. Finally, after eating half full, Chen Yi put down his chopsticks and cleared his throat. Seeing this, Zhong Simo clenched his fists, and said that what should have come is here.

"Amo, your aunt wants to tell you something." Chen Yi motioned to Zhou Qianhe to speak.

"Yeah" Zhong Simo looked at Zhou Qianhe somewhat unexpectedly, planning to see what tricks she was going to play again this time.

Zhou Qianhe's lips moved a few times, and it seemed that he could hardly call the word "Amo", so he simply gave up the title and directly supported him.

"Do you know the Zhou family in Beijing, the one that started from the building materials business. I know his wife well, and I often go out to have fun."

Zhou Qianhe said in the voice of a lady.

Of course, I know the background of Zhou Chuzhi's backing. Knowing yourself and the enemy can survive all battles. Zhong Simo has already investigated this clearly, but he didn't say anything, so continue to listen to Zhou Qianhe.

"Mrs. Zhou called me this afternoon and told me that you provoke the young master." Zhou Qianhe glanced at Zhong Simo contemptuously when he said that, like watching a dog that couldn't make it to the lobby. However, Zhong Simo responded with her impeccable decent smile, and did not give the other party any opportunity to use the topic.

Zhou Qianhe choked silently, stopped pretending, and quickly said, "Fortunately, Mrs. Zhou doesn't care about you. I agreed to it for you. As long as you make it clear with the young master, the movie that should be made will be shot. Zhou’s thought it didn’t exist, and could cooperate with us in a few months."