Help!The big guy is in my heart again

It was only when Cen Lun remembered that woman, hmph, it's kind of interesting.

After Fu Lanzheng showed Cen Fan the injury, he went to see Cen Shuo.

After all, Cen Shuo is the more sensible of these two brothers.

Fu Lanzheng handed him the medicine: "Your brother has a bad temper, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

Cen Shuo took the medicine and didn't say much.

Fu Lanzheng looked at Cen Shuo, but couldn't find anything to say for a while.

Frankly speaking, Cen Fan was stolen when he was half a year old, and after years of fearing that she would not be able to bear it, he brought a baby of about the same age and wanted her to raise it.

She also watched Cen Shuo grow up at first, but later Cen Shuo came back. Although she was reluctant to part with Cen Shuo, the two sons had a lot of trouble, so she could only put Cen Shuo in his uncle's house to raise him.

Fortunately, this kid has been very competitive for so many years.

He never thought about wronging Cen Shuo, Cen Shuo always had what he loved.

Fu Lanzheng asked him: "I heard from my aunt, do you have a sweetheart?"

The man raised his eyes, his eyes were cold.

No denial.

Fu Lanzheng was naturally happy, and quickly asked a few more questions, how old is the girl, what does the family do, and so on.

Cen Shuo pursed his lips: "Mom, it's not settled yet."

"Oh."

This son is not good at words, and has always been indifferent to people, especially girls.

"Be nicer to others, and strive to get married and start a career as soon as possible."

Cen Shuo nodded.

"Now that you have taken over Xinghuang and you are going to start a family soon, your father and I can rest assured that you are a good boy and you will not let us down." Fu Lanzheng smiled gently: "Over there, Clement, I will tell him that you are the CEO of Xinghuang now, so you must not be able to take care of New York's construction industry."

She is actually selfish.

Cen Shuo is good at everything and everything, and can shine in any field.

On the other hand, it is Cen Fan.

There are not many things to like.

"Mom" the man opened his mouth and was about to say something, but stopped talking.

"Well, what happened?"

Cen Shuo restrained his expression and said nothing more.

The banquet ended normally, and Cen Shuo talked with the old man for a while.

The old man looked a little heavy: "Just now I heard from your father that Cen Wen returned to New York to study architecture after he was fifteen?"

"Ah."

"Didn't you learn to draw buildings in elementary school? Why does he interfere now?"

The old man was dissatisfied and said: "Your parents are too shameful."

A gleam of light flashed in Cen Shuo's eyes: "Grandpa, it's okay."

The old man thought, this kid has a better temper.

When Cen Shuo went to the underground garage, he saw Cen Fan again.

"Old man and grandma really do love you the most." Cen Fan was a little surprised, obviously the older generation valued blood relationship most, but his grandson was far less favored than this person.

"I forgot to mention just now, I heard that you have succeeded Xinghuang, congratulations."

Cen Shuo glanced at him with an indifferent expression.

"However, you can't have your cake and eat it at the same time. After becoming the CEO of Xinghuang, I'm afraid you won't have to go back to New York again."

"What do you mean?"

Cen Fan spread his hands: "I don't mean anything, that is, I will still take care of Uncle Clement."

"What did you say?"

"It's useless for you to stare at me, Mom has already told uncle." Cen rolled his eyes at him, "Our family has already given you Xinghuang, what else do you want?"

The man stopped pestering him and started the car.

Cen Fan laughed contemptuously, this person has always been like this, pretending to be a little daughter-in-law who doesn't fight back when she is offended, as if someone is sorry for him, but it seems that he has a noble character.

However, the Cen family didn't owe him anything at all.

Tsk tsk, it's not so much fun now.

It was more interesting when he was a child, his younger brother is not a wooden man yet.

He locked him in the trash can, and he knew he would call someone if he was scared.

Suddenly, there was a sound of slamming the steering wheel in Cen Fan's ears—

The headlights made him barely open his eyes—

Cen Fan hurriedly ran to the side, even if he regretted his life, the car almost passed him by!

He suddenly opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

His blue Maserati was slammed by the Maybach, and the owner drove so fast that it was done almost instantly!
The body of Maserati was hit and deformed, and the degree is not small.

Of course, that Maybach didn't do much either.

Cen Fan slapped the glass of Cen Shuo's car heavily: "Damn it, you bastard dares to hit my car, are you dying?!"

The car window was lowered slowly, and Cen Fan took a deep breath after seeing the inside clearly.

The airbag had been knocked out, and there was blood on Cen Shuo's face.

Crazy, what a lunatic.

The man looked at him quietly, his hands still on the steering wheel.

"If you dare to talk about her again, next time, you will be the one who gets bumped."

After Cen Shuo finished speaking, he drove away from Cen's house.

The injury on his face was not serious, but the car was seriously deformed.

After briefly treating the wound on his face, Cen Shuo gradually calmed down.

The black Maybach galloped in the night, and the man's obsidian-like pupils were cold and deep.

It's not that he doesn't like to come back to the old house, but when he comes back, he can't help but think back to his childhood.

When I was seven years old, my family suddenly had an older brother.

He heard the servant whisper that this elder brother was born to his parents, but he was not.

He went back to the old house with that brother.

Grandpa and grandma always say: "The two children want to play together, and they will love each other in the future. Brothers and sisters, do you know?"

Cen Shuo also likes having a child at home, but his brother is not friendly enough to him.

Once two children ran out of the old house to play.

"Fart kid, you can go now, can you go back to your home from here?"

"Go back to my home, this is my home."

Cen Chen held his ear: "This is not your home, your home is not here, have you heard? You are just picked up by my parents, not my biological brother."

"Picked it up?" Cen Shuo could already understand the meaning of these two sentences. "Then where are my parents?"

"I don't know." Cen Wan lost his patience, "Anyway, those are not your parents, they are my parents. You can't call them parents anymore, do you hear me?"

"Then where are my parents?"

Cen Fan paused: "I don't know either, you can find it yourself."

"But my mother said that children should not run around, but they were arrested."

"Then, you picked it up in the trash can." He pointed to a trash can next to him, "Then you stay in that trash can, your parents will come to find you."

Cen Shuo agreed: "Oh, okay, okay."

The boy couldn't reach the lid of the trash can, so he had to put the trash can down, and his small body got into the trash can.

"Hahaha, you are like a dog! Just wait here for your parents to pick you up—"