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

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he knows! Chen Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at Si Yang, opened his mouth to talk, but finally fell silent.

Si Yang lighted a cigarette slowly, "Come and see?"

The instructor left first according to Si Yang's intention. Only Chen Zhao and Si Yang were left in the hall.

His slender legs overlapped at will, and Si Yang leaned on the sofa in a very relaxed posture.

But in Chen Zhao's eyes, this is actually a scene that can arouse people's desires.

Because Chen Zhao is.

From a condescending angle, Si Yang raised his head slightly and his collarbone at the collar. Because of the exposed waistline in the sitting posture, the graceful and slender ankles exposed at the bottom.

The scene of Si Yang half pressing Chen Yu in the study before came to mind again, and Chen Zhao suddenly felt that his body became warm.

"Come here." Si Yang beckoned, motioning him to sit down.

Chen Zhao didn't want to move, but in the end he moved and sat beside Si Yang.

The sofa cushion collapsed with Chen Zhao's movements, and the distance between him and Si Yang became closer.

"Can't learn?" Si Yang looked at the phoneticized Zi.

Chen Zhao lowered his head and said nothing.

He really can't learn. Although he has been out for so long, the local accent on the surface has long been changed. But when I started to read the foreign language, those deep-rooted accents came out uncontrollably. It was fine in front of the teacher, but in front of Si Yang, he was always embarrassed that he couldn't tell.

"The Lord Duke said, you should go to the back to rest first when you come back, you don't need to see him."

This is the first line of the supporting role in the play. Si Yang speaks fluent French.

They all say that French is the most beautiful language, and Si Yang's gorgeous voice interprets the retro elegance and elegance to the fullest. Why does he do this? Chen Zhao suddenly became puzzled.

But Si Yang gave him a push, as if to signal him to continue.

Si Yang's movements were neither light nor heavy, which happened to push Chen Zhao halfway down on the sofa.

And here, the young little duke was silently leaning against the wall of the corridor and slowly sliding to the ground because of shock.

However, this angle allowed him to see more clearly what was happening in the room.

His fiancee, holding a rose three days ago, shyly avoided his uncontrollable kiss.

"This is frivolity towards ladies."

This sentence made him want to treat the girl in front of him as a woman. But now?

His daughter, straddling his father's lap in an extremely charming, slutty, posture.

"..." Chen Zhao could not enter the play when he was with the teacher, but Si Yang was different.

Looking past the door of the study, the smell in the studio lounge, the replaced sofa cover, and the scene of him holding Chen Yu's request.

At this moment, Chen Zhao felt like he was dominated.

He knew he should sit up and read his lines, but he couldn't. He couldn't pronounce a word or syllable.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen by him?" In the play, the Duke teased the woman in his arms with great interest.

But the fiancee said in an extremely arrogant tone, "My kid, it's boring."

"!!!" Chen Zhao's heart sank suddenly.

Boy, it’s boring, this is similar to the way Si Yang treats him?

The fan pretending to be his brother wanted to do everything for him, and turned his head to seduce his father. After that, I bought him back like a dog, kicked it when he was happy, and put it aside when he was unhappy.

Chen Zhao thought countless times, what exactly did Si Yang want to do, why did he suddenly change?

Now there is an answer, kid, it's boring.

Just like Wenli's fiancée, this person has never changed, but he used to tease him on a whim, but now he is too lazy to bother.

Chen Zhao's hand on the sofa suddenly pressed hard, and he sat up all at once.

"Why?" He said these three words in Chinese.

But Si Yang repeated one side in French, "Why?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, Si Yang, I want to talk to you, what exactly do you want to do!" Chen Zhao finally threw away the play unbearably and grabbed Si Yang's wrist.

But before he even touched it, Si Yang slapped him severely, "Read!" "..." This was for him to read drama, but Chen Zhao didn't care at all.

The changes before and after Si Yang, as well as the changes in these days, were separated as if they were two people. Chen Zhao felt that if he couldn't solve the puzzle, he might not be able to fully immerse himself in the play even if he was given a hundred days later.

"Aren't you, to insult me? Why bother with me? Wouldn't it be nice to watch me be embarrassed?"

"I can't learn French. Even if you force me, it's hard for me to be there. I will be on the stage the day after tomorrow, as long as I act badly, I will become the laughing stock of the entire entertainment industry."

"Si Yang, isn't this what you want to see?"

"Why should I practice?"

When Chen Zhao said this, he was getting closer and closer to Si Yang. Si Yang sighed suddenly. Chen Zhao stopped and looked up at him.

Chen Zhao is only twenty years old this year. No matter how many layers of ugly filth are painted on him by the messy past, there is still a touch of youthful purity in his eyes.

Looking straight at people like this can easily make people feel soft.

But Si Yang stared at him and stared in a daze.

"You..." Chen Zhao wanted to continue to ask, but Si Yang reached out and clasped his jaw.

"What are you doing?" Chen Zhao was a little flustered. Si Yang drew him closer.

He is looking at himself.

Look at yourself with a strong force that cannot be avoided. Chen Zhao stepped back and Si Yang bullied himself up. This time he was much gentler, and his compulsion was reduced a lot, even with a soothing taste.

"Chen Zhao, haven't you seen Chen Yu when you were a kid?" The cold index finger stroked the end of Chen Zhao's eyes, as if depicting the shape of his eyes.

"..." Chen Zhao nodded subconsciously.

"Then how do you know Chen Yu is your father?"

"My mother is his wife, and of course he is my father."

"It really looks like it." Si Yang sighed, but when he looked at Chen Zhao's eyes again, there was a special smell, like a pity.

Chen Zhao's eyes widened, wanting to see clearly. But this kind of warmth can go away.

Si Yang changed hands and let go of him.

"Practice yourself." Si Yang threw the cigarette **** in the ashtray and turned upstairs.

System: The host is huge, what's wrong?

Si Yang: He is not the Chen Zhao we are looking for.

System: What?

But Si Yang did not explain in depth.

After crossing into this world, Si Yang has always felt that something is wrong.

When Si Yang was sober, he was at the Hongmen Banquet. More precisely, he was in Chen Yu's arms.

At that time, he had just sorted out the memory of the original body, so it became more and more strange.

Si Yang has already completed a mission, so he can roughly understand the characteristics of the system.

First of all, the object Si Yang traversed must be a person in the original world who died very early and who had a deep affection for the protagonist, but did not help.

The second is the male protagonist of the world, no matter how the male protagonist is, he must have the characteristics of a successful man.

For example, Yu Zheng, although he is too simple, but in his bones is a deadly wolf cub. The brain is too clever, and can stabilize the situation in Yu's family in just two years.

But Chen Zhao in this world is not the case. He does have some talent in acting, but he is not the kind of potential that can be at the peak of the overlord, and even has a little indescribable temperament.

As for Si Yang's current shell, it is indeed related to Chen Zhao. In the original world, he died directly at the Hongmen Banquet. Indeed, he failed to help Chen Zhao behind.

But this is different from the foster brother of Yu Zheng in the first world. If he is not sick and can accompany Yu Zheng, no tragedy will happen to Yu Zheng or Yu Jia.

However, the relationship between the original body and Chen Zhao is different. Even if the original body is alive, according to the original body's character and ability, it is absolutely impossible to have any influence on Chen Zhao or the opportunity to change his fate.

On the contrary, Chen Yu.

Chen Yu's heart must be replaced, and according to the assessment given by the system, there are only two that can meet, Chen Zhao and Si Yang. But if he changed Chen Zhao's, he would definitely not survive rejection. Only Si Yang fits 100%, and can guarantee that Chen Yu will live a hundred years later, disease-free and disaster-free.

Si Yang had just seen Chen Zhao's face, and it was indeed printed in the same mold as Chen Yu. But the shape of the eyes is a little different.

Chen Zhao's eyes are far more like Chen Yu's father than Chen Yu's!

That old photo he had seen.

Si Yang asked someone to check Chen Yu's past. Before he came to the city, he knew nothing and was completely destroyed.

Chen Zhao is even more interesting. The other person was on Chen Yu's father's household registration, but it was only after Chen Yu's mother died at the age of four that he officially settled and named Chen Zhao.

So Si Yang has a hypothesis.

Chen Zhao and Chen Yu are not father and son, but brothers. Chen Zhaoyuan didn't have a name. It was because Chen Yu and the Chen family broke up and left. Chen Zhao only replaced Chen Yu's place in the family and inherited his name.

After leaving home, Chen Yu changed his name to Chen Yu in order to make a complete break.

System: "The object of wishing from the original body is now Chen Zhao!"

Si Yang: "What is the task of the system?" System: "I want Chen Zhaoshou to die and spend his life beautifully."

Si Yang: "So, as long as you make both Chen Zhao good."

The system understood what he meant, but didn't know exactly what Si Yang was going to do.

It's too difficult.

Si Yang lay on the bed in the master bedroom, closing his eyes to ponder the follow-up arrangements.

But downstairs, Chen Yu came back.

Chen Zhao was in a daze holding the drama on the first floor.

Chen Yu walked upstairs without even looking at him.

The bedroom door was slowly opened, and Si Yang sat on the edge of the bed as if waiting for him.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Chen Yu walked to Si Yang and hugged him, "Will I not come back to sleep?"

Si Yang unexpectedly pushed him away, "No, there is something else tonight."

Said, actually put on clothes to go downstairs.

Downstairs, Chen Zhao was still sitting there, Si Yang sat beside him. This time, Si Yang was holding the recording pen left by the instructor.

He sat on the sofa, turned on the recorder, and said to Chen Zhao, "Follow the reading, I will listen. When will I learn, and when will I go to sleep."

Si Yang's capriciousness made Chen Zhao confused, but when he saw Chen Yu coming down from behind, Chen Zhao suddenly had a thought that this person deliberately used me to stimulate Chen Yu?

But at the beginning, Chen Zhao realized that Si Yang did not use him to stimulate Chen Yu, but to use Chen Yu to humiliate him!

With the same blood in his veins, Chen Yu was well-dressed, and his gestures were all textbook-level elegance.

But he... but couldn't even imitate some of the simplest English words.

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