I'm so cute, are you really not considering buying me? He Zhuo successfully laughed Yuan Feixing so hard that he was furious and immediately asked the system: [Is he going to attack me! But He's father is not dead yet!]

System: [With He Yao here, what are you afraid of?]

After evaluating the system, Yuan Feixing breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought of He Yao's goal, his little daisy was the first to lose his protection! There were wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the little star was really bitter: [I'm afraid of him being anal, I...]

System: [Hehehehe don't be afraid, your brother is not a good person.]

Yuan Feixing:[…]

Yuan Feixing didn't say anything about He Yao's return to China, but he didn't know that his phone had been monitored for a long time.

According to Hong Manshu's plan, Yuan Jiahui got into the car stupidly and picked up He Yao at the airport. On the way back, he happened to encounter a large truck full of steel bars. According to the tracker on the driver's body, the hidden dangers in her heart were crushed at the most suitable time.

Yuan Feixing had no idea about this. He was wearing a wide hoodie and a baseball cap in the same color, and was waiting to land and feel nervous.

I thought he would misread it because he had a lot of people. But when He Yao appeared, he was obviously far away, but he instantly recognized the other person. Yuan Feixing felt nervous. He immediately thought to himself comfortingly, after all, he was a son who was raised by one, and his feelings were naturally different. Moreover, he was still thinking about He Yao’s next plan. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, and he relaxed a lot of nervousness.

He Yao was dressed casually today, changing into a suit and ties, taking off the halo of He's heir, and becoming what he had only been in his school years. Yuan Feixing's thoughts suddenly floated many years ago.

At that time, He's father was in his prime, and He Zhuo was taken care of by Hong Manshu. Hong Manshu had always only superficial skills for the children left by his ex. After all, He Yao was not like an ordinary child since he was a child, and the trick of raising waste would not work at all for him. Yuan Jia, like a little fool, did not require her to work at all.

Therefore, when He’s father didn’t care about it, the two brothers snuggled up to each other and accompanied each other. Their relationship had long been deeply rooted in their blood and was irreplaceable.

Yuan Feixing was in a state of swaying spirit. He Yao pulled the suitcase and walked up to him. He hugged him in his arms. A low and elegant voice sounded in his ears again. He said, "Xiao Jia, I miss you so much."

Accompanied by the hot flash, He Yao continued to ask, "Do you miss me?"

The exit was crowded with people and bustling. The place where the hot air was blowing by seemed to have a tiny current, which made Yuan Feixing's ears suddenly sniff.

Yuan Jia shouldn't help but tell the other party, but Yuan Feixing hesitated when he spoke, just letting the man hold him, breathing the familiar and nostalgic smell. After a while, he gently pushed the person away and whispered: "Brother, let's go, the driver has been waiting outside for a long time."

He Yao nodded, grabbed his hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm.

The driver was an old man who had been working in the He family for most of his life. Although he was not sure about the specific reasons, he had heard of the changes in the He family. When he saw He Yao, he got off the car as soon as possible, helped the other party carry his luggage, and respectfully shouted, "Big Young Master."

He Yao lowered his eyes and looked at him, nodded slightly, handed over the luggage to the other party, and said lightly: "I am not a young master anymore."

The driver's smile did not change. He held his luggage and lowered his head without answering. Yuan Feixing pulled He Yao into the car.

After getting into the car, He Yao did not let go, pinched the soft green onion fingers, and asked with concern: "How is the arm recovering?"

Yuan Feixing turned to look at him after hearing this, and thought to himself that after so long, even Nezha could use lotus roots to reshape his body.

He pulled his hand out of the man's palm and then made a move to squeeze out the biceps. Although it was not neat, it seemed that it had recovered almost on the surface. Just pay attention to it.

He Yao nodded slightly, then sat upright and looked ahead, not knowing what he was thinking. Yuan Feixing moved his little butt away and sat straight like He Yao.

After a moment, he turned his head and looked at He Yao secretly. His perfect side face had a slightly melancholy look, and he was like the prince in trouble who ran out of the royal family. He Yao suddenly turned his head and faced him. Yuan Feixing was startled, his eyes flashed and immediately turned his head to look out the window.

With a slender finger pressing the metal button beside him, the partition rose, Yuan Feixing breathed, "Brother, what are you going to do?!"

He Yao held the man into his arms, stroked his warm palm on his back, and gently soothed him. After a while, He Yao's forehead pressed against his forehead, and his deep black eyes directly reached Yuan Feixing's eyes. Yuan Feixing heard the sound of his heart beating wildly, and then heard He Yao's gentle but unstoppable voice:

"I want to hug you more."

Yuan Feixing's mushy head began to rumpy again, and he felt that He Yao would die if he flirted with him again. Fortunately, He Yao just hugged him like this until most of the drive had passed before he barely let go of his arms. He Yao rubbed Yuan Feixing's soft forehead and said lightly: "Come with me to see Chairman He."

Yuan Feixing: [Is he going to start?! He doesn’t even call his father!]

System: [Hehehehe is a filial son~]

Yuan Feixing looked out the window and saw that the car had arrived near the private hospital where He's father was. Yuan Feixing didn't expect He Yao to be so purposeful before, so he went straight to He's father. He was going to see He's father now, trying to get angry to death to avenge the other party? Yuan Feixing was a little timid about the upcoming big scene and was very worried that he would become one of the links.

He Yao answered a call, and he quit twice and hung up, the curve of his lips became more and more obvious.

Yuan Feixing was puzzled, and a system prompt sound came from his mind: [Congratulations to the host, the perfection has increased by 5 points~ A total of 25 points, please continue to work hard~]

Yuan Feixing was shocked: [The bonus of reunion after a long time? Can you even touch and hug?!]

The system resisted saying that you thought beautifully and calmly threw out the important news: [He Zhuo was in a car accident.]

Yuan Feixing: [????Damn it! He Yao did it???Damn it!]

System: [Hong Manshu did.]

Yuan Feixing was completely confused and the system briefly explained. Hong Manshu, like the original book, still plans to use the same measures to remove He Yao. This time, due to Yuan Feixing's joining, her plan is to solve the worries between him and He Yao at one time.

But what she didn't know was that all her actions had been clearly grasped by He Yao's insider. Not only that, He Yao used the power to bribe the driver and switched the tracker to He Zhuo's car. The road hunting plan was implemented as scheduled, but this time it was unexpectedly replaced by her biological son.

When the car stopped, Yuan Feixing was still slightly stunned. He Yao got out of the car and looked back at him. The sun was shining in a slanted light, part of which was blocked by He Yao's tall body, and part of it scattered into the car. He Yao stretched out his hand to Yuan Feixing in the warm sunshine, "Xiao Jia, get off the car."

Yuan Feixing looked up at the beautiful smile in the sun, and suddenly remembered the few words of the book to He’s mother, kindness, beauty, gentleness and quietness. She is the sunshine in He Yao’s heart, but it also laid an indelible shadow. Yuan Feixing once thought, if He Yao grew up in a normal family, would he be so gentle and beautiful?

The two walked towards the door of the ward. He Yao suddenly stopped, chuckled and turned around and rubbed Yuan Feixing, then gently hugged the person in his arms and comforted him, "Xiao Jia, don't be afraid of anything happening, brother will always protect you."

When his arms were released, Yuan Feixing was still staring at him blankly. He Yao rubbed his fingers against his younger brother's nose. Yuan Feixing came back from his messy thoughts. Looking at He Yao's back, he felt that Yuan Jia's crybag attribute really dragged down his tough guy temperament.

When He Yao pushed the door open and entered, He's father was getting an injection. When he saw his face, he immediately calmed down and scolded the assistant beside him, "Why let him in? Is my words useless anymore?!"

The assistant lowered his eyebrows and nodded, and replied in a low voice: "It was the young master who gave it to you."

He's father leaned back and turned his head away, not wanting to look at him more, "What are you doing? The He family has nothing to do with you." His voice could not hide the decline of being strong on the outside and doing the inside.

He Yao reached out and pulled a chair, sat down, folded his hands between his legs, and his expression was calm and natural. Although he was only wearing casual clothes, his aura in front of He's father was only increasing compared to the past. He chuckled and said bluntly: "I'll come to see you for a joke."

He's father shook his head and glanced at him sideways, and was so angry that he laughed out loud, "I think you're crazy!"

He Yao's smile remained unchanged, but his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes were soft and slight tone: "It seems you don't know yet."

He's father frowned and glared at him: "What?"

He Yao was about to speak when he heard a heart-wrenching roar at the door. Then the woman's high heels knocked on the ground urgently and violently, and the door was knocked open.

The image of Hong Manshu, who had always been elegant and calm, was completely destroyed. Her tears made her delicate makeup mottled. The veins on her forehead and neck burst out. Yuan Feixing had no time to dodge, and she was knocked to the ground by her huge impact.

He Yao saw Yuan Feixing being knocked down and his eyebrows were shaking, and he wanted to help him, but Hong Manshu had already reached his sight. His fingers, coated with bright red armor polish, instantly pinched He Yao's neck like a beast's claw, and his eyes were full of cracks and screamed: "You did it! You did it!!!"

The strength of men and women was very different. Hong Manshu was quickly pushed away by He Yao. With a "boom", he hit the partition at the end of the bed, and then fell down and sat on the ground, crying loudly, "My Azhuo! Ah! You demon!!"

He's father was breathing rapidly, holding the hospital bed with his hands widened his eyes, and asked in a panic: "What's wrong with Azhuo?!"

"Ah? What's wrong with Azhuo! What did you beast do to Azhuo!?"

He Yao shrugged his shoulders, his tone was elegant and calm, "Although I had thought of doing this before, in fact, it was not me who started."

He Yao looked at He's father forgot to close his mouth, his lips were purple and trembling constantly. His untidy teeth had been dyed yellowed by tar due to sucking cigars all year round. He felt disgusting. He Yao turned his eyes away and continued, "This woman wanted to send someone to kill Xiaojia and me, but accidentally hit her son."
Chapter completed!