Zhixing walked out of the door, and when he looked up, he saw a big one and a small one standing at the door.
She was startled, "Hey, why are you standing here?"
Yan Shengjie stared at her with gleaming peach-colored eyes, raising the corners of his lips slightly, smiling softly and walked over to hold her hand, "We will never be separated again."
Zhi Xing paused for a moment, then realized that he must have heard what he just said. His cheeks could not help but turn red, he turned away and looked down at his son, "Xiao Che, what happened just now?" Vaguely, she remembered something.
Among the fragments, there was her son's finger that was cut because of her...
"Mommy, you are dreaming." Xiao Che said lightly, turned around, and walked down the steps.
"Dreaming? Really?" Zhixing raised his eyebrows suspiciously.
Looking at his son, Yan Shengjie smiled, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered, "Our kitten is very strong."
Zhi Xing curled his lips and shook his head helplessly, "No way. You don't know that Xiao Che's health has never been very good. M takes time out to come here several times every year."
There was a sudden tightening on his shoulders, which was because his big hands were deliberately tightening, "From now on, leave everything to me."
The pressure on her shoulders has been carried for long enough.
Looking back at him, Zhixing showed a sweet smile and poked his chest hard with his finger, "What do you need to say? You can't run away anymore!"
He smiled evilly, grabbed her hand, took her into his arms, and kissed her lips as if no one else was watching.
At the bottom of the steps, Xiao Yanche calmly turned around, clasped his little hands behind his back, and stood there looking at the scenery. Keyi also quickly turned his head and kept telling himself, don't look at anything inappropriate.
At the royal dinner that night, Xiao Yanche used his own blood to cure a strange poison, which became explosive news across the country. The people regarded the future heir to the royal family as a god, and their level of respect exceeded that of the king who had just replaced him.
Solve a big problem for Yan Shengjie.
At the breakfast table, Yan Shengjie's family of three, Zhuihun and Axian were sitting there, eating breakfast and watching the local news on TV, with Keyi translating from time to time.
I saw random interviews with reporters on the street. Regarding the choice of the future heir to the throne, 80% of them directly chose Xiao Yanche, while the rightful heir, Prince Lannon, had long been abandoned. Seeing this, Ah
Xian burst out laughing, "Sure enough, Xiao Xiaoshao, the waves behind you push the waves ahead! But Master Jie, the wave in front, is too bad! Before he could do anything, he was defeated by his son who had just debuted!"
Zhuihun blinked his eyes as deep as a pool, with an obvious smile on his face, "It seems that Dark God is really far-sighted in targeting this potential stock in Xiao Che."
Zhi Xing proudly hugged Xiao Che and kissed his little face with a "chirp" sound, "Of course, he's my son!"
Xiao Che calmly wiped the saliva on his face from his mother and continued to eat breakfast without worrying about anything else. Yan Shengjie, who always seemed to be smiling but not smiling, elegantly picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said casually, "
Because I insisted on leaving, I actually directed public opinion towards my son. This old fox is really cruel."
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and then they came to their senses. Keyi suddenly realized, "It turns out to be His Majesty the King..." Realizing that he had made a mistake, he quickly silenced, but he still couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, what about the young master?
Aren’t you going to be the heir?”
Yan Shengjie threw the napkin on the table, raised his extremely lazy eyes, and glanced at Xiao Che, who was silent, "No one dares to have any idea about the little guy until he is under 18 years old."
This is the agreement reached last night by the surly father and son.
"But the king's body..."
The corners of Yan Shengjie's mouth twitched slightly, remembering that when he saw him last night, he was leisurely feeding pigeons...
He said softly, "It doesn't matter, that old fox has become a spirit."
Key fell silent, remembering what His Majesty the King said most often, "Zack, that little fox, will be back soon." He couldn't help but sigh deeply, what a miraculous human project heredity is.
After everyone had breakfast, Yan Shengjie informed Keyi to prepare a plane immediately. They would fly out of Oman and directly to Dallas in the United States.
Zhi Xing asked worriedly, "Jie, have everything been settled here?"
Yan Shengjie nodded and was changing clothes in the bedroom. He also prepared her clothes and gave them to her directly, "Change into them, we'll leave after a while."
Zhi Xing asked hesitantly, "What about Ji'er..."
All morning, I didn't see any reports about what happened to her last night. I guess she was suppressed by someone. For her, even if she did such a terrible thing to him, Zhixing still couldn't hate her.
Because she knows how painful it is to wait.
Yan Shengjie slowly turned around, his charming and charming face did not leave even the slightest trace due to the passage of time, it was still so touching and unparalleled.
"I have already arranged that her family will get everything they want."
This is the last thing he can do for her.
Zhixing just looked at him and said nothing. Maybe her mood was different. She was no longer as extreme as before. She sincerely hoped that Ji'er would get out of the fog and be freed.
The few people moved quickly. After packing their things, they immediately rushed to the airport. Unexpectedly, they met an unexpected person there.
"Jier?" Looking at the person standing in front of him, Zhixing stopped and said, "You..."
Ji Er is still dressed in a light-colored elegant suit. From head to toe, she is as perfect as the incarnation of a goddess. Wherever she goes, she attracts everyone's attention.
She ignored Zhixing, passed her, and walked straight to Yan Shengjie. Holding her breath, she raised her head and stared at him dreamily, "Zack, I will continue to wait for you, no matter how long you leave, I will keep waiting.
!”
Yan Shengjie narrowed his evil eyes, "I don't need you to wait."
Although the cold words that came out of her mouth seriously hurt her again, Ji'er still smiled firmly, "As long as you remember that there is someone waiting for you here, that's enough."
She turned around again and glanced at Zhixing. Her complicated eyes were no longer as hateful as before, but still a bit hostile.
"Hey, you... take good care of him." She gritted her teeth and left without looking back.
Zhi Xing looked at her figure, shook his head helplessly, glanced at the man next to him, and felt a burst of anger for no reason, "A beauty is a curse."
He turned around, took Xiao Che and left.
Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes in displeasure, "Cat, say it again!"
At this time, Zhuihun looked past him, glanced at him, and whispered, "That's right, beauty brings disaster."
Yan Shengjie was startled, stared at him, and said in a warning tone, "Hun!"
Zhuihun ignored it and ran after Zhixing and Xiao Che, "Xiao Che, come here, uncle will hug you."
Ah Xian looked at Master Jie, whose face darkened, and coughed a few times, "Let me tell you, Master Jie, don't be angry, what they said is wrong! How can Master Jie be the trouble of beauties? He is obviously the killer of beauties.
Well!"
Yan Shengjie's evil and cold eyes swept over him lightly, "Beauty, killer?"
"Yes, he killed all the beautiful women. What is he other than a killer?" Ah Xian realized later and saw Master Jie's evil eyes. He immediately swallowed his saliva and said, "Uh, I'll go check on my luggage.
No problem." After saying that, he ran away quickly.
*……*
USA, Dallas.
As soon as he got off the plane, Yan Shengjie was surrounded by several people.
"Master Jie, are you really Master Jie?!" Lan had an expression of disbelief, with his mouth open and his eyes widened.
Yan Shengjie half-closed his eyes lazily, "Brother Lan, do you want me to run a few steps and jump a few times?"
"Yes, yes!" Lan nodded vigorously, eager to identify himself immediately. However, after hearing Yan Shengjie's unique evil and gloomy laughter, he immediately calmed down and said seriously, "Yes, it's Jie.
"Master."
Yan Shengjie's gaze passed over him and fell directly on the beautiful young man behind him. He was obviously only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his expression was calm beyond his years, and his pair of dark eyes shone with wisdom and sparkle.
Like a star.
"Brother..." His voice was trembling, his face was reddish, and he was so excited that his breathing was somewhat disordered.
Yan Shengjie walked over and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Ji, you have grown taller."
Hearing this long-lost voice, Xiao Ji almost burst into tears. He tried hard to control it, bit his lip, lowered his head, "Brother, it's great that you can come back."
Yan Shengjie raised one corner of his lips and smiled, "Xiao Ji, you have done a good job during this time."
Xiao Ji was startled, but finally couldn't control it, and tears flowed down his handsome face. He quickly turned his face away and wiped it away covertly. At this time, Xiao Che came over, stretched out his little hand and touched him affectionately, "
"Little uncle,"
When he saw it was Xiao Che, Xiao Ji immediately smiled, bent down and picked him up, "Xiao Che, are you happy to see your daddy?"
Xiao Che's bright big eyes glanced at the man in front of him, and he said, "It's okay," which made someone's footsteps stop for a moment.
Zhi Xing saw this and hurried over to hold his arm, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, Xiao Che still needs time."
Yan Shengjie's smile was a little weird, he gently held her in his arms, pulled her into his arms, and whispered, "Little one, you are starting to like me."
This time, Zhixing was stunned, "How do you know?"
Yan Shengjie pinched her cheek rudely and declared proudly, "Because, I am his father."