The White-eyed Wolves I Personally Raised Are All Coveting My Legacy

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This sentence is too sharp, Chen Zhao has always been deep-minded, and ordinary provocations or insults can't really make him angry. But the word father is his culprit.

Chen Zhao went to university with the help of the student fund. On the day of entering the school, other students reported going to the dormitory with their parents. Only Chen Zhao, he is himself.

The most embarrassing thing is that after sitting on the hard seat of the train for more than 30 hours, Chen Zhao still carried the old bedding packed in sack behind him.

It was still very hot in September, and I was embarrassed all the way. Almost immediately made him a man of the world. After all, where are such poor people these days?

However, within two days, Chen Zhao spoke on behalf of the freshman, and Chen Yu, as a special guest, personally gave him a voucher that could be exchanged for subsidies.

How ridiculous, his biological father is a wealthy family with tens of billions. But my son couldn't afford a new quilt.

It's like now, a plaything his father keeps at hand can buy him from a brokerage company and humiliate him face to face.

"Si Yang, you'd better restrain yourself." Chen Zhao finally lost control, but he was still patient, only staring at Si Yang in darker eyes.

However, Si Yang took out a cigarette and slowly lit it. His fingers were long and thin, and his index and middle fingers were slightly bent. It was obvious that he was only holding the cigarette, but it gave people an inexplicable feeling.

This person is too lusty.

Chen Zhaoyuan was in a rage, but this scene completely eliminated his anger. "I haven't seen you smoking before."

Si Yang expertly spit out a puff, "There are many things you don't know. But in the future, there is no need to know."

When Si Yang said this, there was a slight sense of sorrow.

"Go out and choose any guest rooms upstairs. You will live with me here for the next six months."

"I thought you needed to avoid suspicion." Chen Zhao subconsciously said.

Si Yang was really amused.

"Chen Zhao, you're so stupid." After twisting the cigarette out in the ashtray, Si Yang straightened up and faced him face to face.

Si Yang, although not the first love face that is popular in the entertainment circle nowadays, is really a beauty. The sharp chin has a soft line, which is definitely not a fake made by a net celebrity. The most alluring thing is the thin lips without blood.

It is clearly a cool arc, but it always makes people want to kiss.

too close.

Chen Zhao took a step back, but the next second, the door of the study was knocked.

Chen Zhao turned his head, and a tall man leaned against the door.

It's Chen Yu! Chen Zhao's eyes became sharp instantly.

The secretary said before leaving, that Chen Yu would come. Chen Zhao originally thought it was polite, but he didn't expect it to be true.

But Chen Yu ignored his meaning and walked straight to Si Yang, "Am I interrupting?"

When he said this, his arms naturally wrapped his arms around Si Yang's waist and pulled the person into his arms.

Chen Yu started from scratch. When he was young, he was a well-known gentleman in the circle. When he is stable in his middle age, he will not lack exercise. It is said that he is proficient in horse riding, skiing and golf. The figure that has been maintained throughout the year is quite worth seeing.

Just here, there is a sense of existence.

Si Yang didn't speak, and turned his head to look at him.

Chen Yu is like Chen Zhao twenty years later. His handsome ideas and sunshine have all been precipitated by the years into a more charming and profound. The current Chen Zhao may not be able to match it with horses.

"The new one?" Chen Yu looked at Chen Zhao a few times, but Si Yang asked.

"Yes." Si Yang nodded, "Choose carefully."

Chen Yu was noncommittal, as if he was not his own son in front of him, and sat down on the main seat at will. Si Yang also took advantage of the situation to his side.

"You asked the secretary before for the contract, I brought it back for you." He said so, but the folder was pinched in his hand, placed on his lap and didn't pick it up.

Si Yang immediately understood that this Chen Yu is indeed an old fox, but can play.

He simply bent down, put one hand on the gap of Chen Yu's inner thigh, and looked down. Most of his body hung in front of Chen Yu's chest. Especially the tight waistline, the shirt slid down, revealing a piece of porcelain white skin.

When Chen Zhao watched there, he only found it ridiculous.

But Chen Yu skillfully placed his hand there.

Si Yang's skin is so good that he can print a little color with a little effort. But others were unaware of it, and instead squandered their temptations unscrupulously.

No one can escape this sheer debauchery.

Chen Zhao looked not far away, feeling that his breathing was a little heavier.

"Didn't you tell you to go out?" Chen Yu was speaking this time. It was as if he had just discovered that Chen Zhao was still looking, his tone was cold, almost bitter.

Chen Zhao did so subconsciously. But when he left the study door, he couldn't help but glance back.

I saw Chen Yu's hand slowly moving upward along Si Yang's waist, and finally stayed at the position of his heart. As if feeling the beating there, the sight became hot.

Chen Zhao couldn't help squeezing the hand that fell to his side. Si Yang raised his head and met him through the crack of the door, his red lips slightly raised, and he said silently, "Don't you go?"

Chen Zhao felt tight and fled.

I have to say that the sound of Chen Zhao running away is too loud. It was still clearly audible even through the door.

However, after he left, Chen Yu and Si Yang in the study separated unexpectedly and sat on either side of the desk. The ambiguity a few minutes ago was swept away, and the two now seem to be rivals fighting each other on the negotiating table.

The two have not spoken, Chen Yu is unfathomable, but Si Yang is on the vanity fair. When it comes to Chengfu and patience, the two are on par.

It was not until a while later that Chen Yu beckoned Si Yang to come over.

"How are you feeling today? Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, but it will feel cold."

"Then don't dress like this. Isn't you uncomfortable after catching a cold?" Chen Yu raised his hand and fastened Si Yang's unbuttoned shirt one by one.

He moves very gently, and his eyes are very serious.

Ten days ago, when Si Yang had just signed an agreement with him, Chen Yu also so kindly called the doctor to give Si Yang an injection.

For the next ten days, Si Yang was under his supervision every day. Until the final checkup result came out yesterday morning, the two matched 100%. Chen Yucai finally agreed to Si Yang's exchange terms.

Give Si Yang the right and provide him with money so that he can buy Chen Zhao from Xuezang's company and bring him to Xingsheng. This is the deposit paid by Chen Yu to Si Yang.

And now, Si Yang should also show his due sincerity.

Chen Yu took out a few bottles of medicine and placed them in front of Si Yang. He opened them one by one, prepared them one by one, and finally handed them to Si Yang.

"You are really smart, so you don't regret it?" Chen Yu said these words very slowly, almost a kind of bewitching.

No one is afraid of death, so Chen Yu is very curious, but Si Yanggen has no intention of saving a stupid and arrogant Chen Zhao.

However, Si Yang didn't hesitate to put the pill into his mouth, and swallowed the water. After taking medicine for half a year in the last world, Si Yang was used to it.

Maybe it was because he drank too quickly, and his lips were still stained with water, but he didn't wipe it off. Instead, he asked Chen Yu directly, "Will you allow me to regret it?"

how come? A healthy heart is one in a hundred. Chen Yu is obsessed with cleanliness, and the donations of those criminals are too dirty for him, and Chen Zhao seems too stupid to him. Only this Si Yang is different.

He made himself unable to see through, like a fog, without peeling the layers with his own hands, he would not be able to explore the truth inside. This will be his biggest pastime in the next five months.

Chen Yu didn't speak, his eyes grew deeper.

The beast staring at him finally showed his minions. But Si Yang didn't care about these.

The medicine Chen Yu gave him worked quickly, but within five minutes, Si Yang's head suddenly burst into severe pain.

It was like a thousand needles being nailed into the skull together. The pain was so intense that Si Yang couldn't help retching. But then, he forced himself to calm down.

If it were not for the cold sweat on the forehead, and the paler face, it would be almost the same as usual.

Leaning on the table, Si Yang lit a cigarette. But this time, he was just between his fingers, the scent of nicotine blurred the pain, but it was a drop in the bucket.

However, what followed was even more terrifying cold. As if naked in the ice and snow, every inch of skin is sticking to the ice surface, and the bone-to-body chill runs down the soles of the feet straight through the heart.

Si Yang's fingertips trembled twice, and the smoke fell on the carpet, leaving a black burn mark.

Chen Yu finally stopped standing by, he got up and put Si Yang in his arms.

"Do you regret it?" This is the second time Chen Yu asked this question today.

Five months later, brain death donates heart. This is easy to say, but it is not so easy to do it.

Taking a heart from a living body is illegal, so Si Yang must make sure that he is a living dead before donating.

The medicine that Chen Yu brought was just like this.

Over the next five months, as the drugs continued to erode. Si Yang would watch his spirit become weak and his thinking slowly. Intelligence becomes mediocrity, then becomes numb and becomes a puppet, and finally becomes a living dead, lying in a hospital bed, waiting for others to dig out the healthy heart and transfer to another person...

But the most frightening thing is not the heart exchange surgery, but before the surgery, when Si Yang took the medicine every day.

It was only the fifth time today, and if he didn't take it once, the pain he suffered would be higher. And the cold in the body will gather more.

In the last month, although he could still walk, he could only sink in the cold unconsciously, and it was no different from the living dead or the walking dead.

Such torture, no matter how strong the will is, will be tortured to collapse. In clinical trials, 90% of people went crazy or committed suicide before reaching the end.

Of course, Chen Yu would not give Si Yang such a relaxing opportunity. Because he needs Si Yang to sacrifice his heart healthy and beautiful to himself at the most appropriate time.

So he is even more curious, how long can Si Yang endure?

Chen Yu's body temperature is extremely hot behind him, which is the biggest temptation for Si Yang, who is now like an ice cave.

However, his back is always straight, which is an uncompromising gesture.

Chen Yu looked down. He was exactly half a head taller than Si Yang. From his point of view, he could clearly see Si Yang's misty eyelashes, his blood-colored lips pressed with patience, and the slightly open neckline. Exposed slender collarbone, then white and delicate skin. Even from this angle, Chen Yu can vaguely see the beautifully lined lower abdomen.

Chen Yu subconsciously tightened his arm around Si Yang's waist, "Do you really regret it?"

This is the third question today. It fell in Si Yang's ears, but some words were vague. Si Yang reacted for several seconds before he understood what Chen Yu said.

But he still didn't let go, but raised his head, "I want to know, you...what are you looking at now?"

The cold and pain that went deeper and deeper between the bones had already made Si Yang's voice tremble, but even so, he still said these two words in Chen Yu's ear in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Do you feel it?"

"To my son's boyfriend?"

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