Bai Ruiyuan blushed with embarrassment and was about to lean towards Bai Xiujin slightly.
The next second, Bai Xiujin's big palm left, his thumb and index finger pinched the soft flesh of Bai Ruiyuan's waist, and twisted hard.
"ah…"
Bai Ruiyuan gasped in pain, stood up suddenly, and looked at Bai Xiujin in panic.
This situation often happens after they return from the sea.
There was also a drastic change in Bai Xiujin's temperament, for which she secretly consulted a psychiatrist.
The other party said that this may be temporary and is called post-traumatic stress disorder.
But how long will this last?
People's post-traumatic stress disorder causes harm to themselves, but how come Bai Xiujin causes harm to others?
Bai Ruiyuan looked at Bai Xiujin accusingly with tears in her eyes, but Bai Xiujin not only didn't feel sorry, but instead had a happy smile on her face.
The fingers placed on his knees, the two fingers that pinched Bai Ruiyuan just now, were rubbing each other, as if they were recalling the feeling of pinching someone just now.
No matter how you look at it, it's a bit abnormal.
Bai Yunqi was startled and said displeased: "What's going on?"
Bai Ruiyuan hesitated for a while, then shook her head and whispered: "I had a cramp."
"Surprisingly, all these years of etiquette have gone into a dog's belly?"
Bai's father, who had been gentle to Bai Ruiyuan just now, changed his face, and the ridges between his eyebrows made him look mean and old-fashioned.
Bai Ruiyuan admitted her mistake obediently, "I know, Dad."
While they were talking, Assistant Shen walked in with Bai Fang and others.
Bai Ruang's careless voice resounded throughout the room, "Didn't you talk about eating? Where's the food?"
"Old man, you must have tricked us into coming here on purpose, right? Are you missing us?"
"If you don't have your beloved son and daughter Cheng Huan by your side, why are you looking for us? You don't look down on us anyway."
Before you see the person, listen to his voice first.
As soon as Bai Ruang stepped into the threshold of Bai's house, his mouth was crackling and there was a burst of output.
Bai Yunqi, who was sitting calmly on the sofa, suddenly frowned. When he saw Bai Rong's fluttering white hair, he held his chest and gasped.
"Bai Ruang, you want to make me mad, don't you?"
"Hurry up and take off those weird accessories on your body, and dye your hair back."
Bai Yunqi emphasized again, "It's black, dye it back to black."
When talking to Bai Rong, a bastard like him, you must be wordy and pick on the words.
Otherwise, he will definitely dye you red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.
It's not like he's never done this before.
"Old man, don't touch me. I didn't do anything."
"Shut up, why do you dare to say anything?" Bai Xiujin scolded with a cold face, his eyes filled with disgust for Bai Duan.
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out….
Bai Yunqi took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality, otherwise he might really be mad at his little son.
"You've been fooling around outside for so long. Come back and live here. I'll ask your elder brother to re-activate your card."
This is a rare compromise for Bai Yunqi.
Otherwise, what should I do? This little bastard is not afraid of beatings, scolding, or economic sanctions... I can't strangle him to death.
If you can't strangle him to death, you can only be pissed off by him if you don't compromise.
Bai Yunqi had nothing to do with his youngest son.
No one could see Bai Xiujin, who had his head lowered and seemed to be studying the texture of the trousers carefully. His hands on his knees were tightly clenched into fists, and his neatly manicured nails carved out crescent marks in his palms.
Seeing Bai Yunqi holding his head high and looking unruly, Bai Yunqi became angry again.
This time he turned to Bai Yuan and scolded him, "Don't teach your brother your bad habits."
"You should also move back in with Redundant."
Bai Yunqi's tone was as high and condescending as charity, which could not be refused.
"Why don't we come back to live here?"
Bai Ruang stood in front of Bai Yu'an, "Why did you ask us to come back? If you want us to come back and live here, you should give up this idea as soon as possible."
"Why do you act like you've eaten a barrel of explosives all day long... I'm your father, not your enemy." Bai Yunqi pressed his temples helplessly.
Seeing that Bai Ruang was about to open his mouth again, Bai Yunqi rushed ahead and said: "When guests come, please stop jumping up and down and making others laugh."
Bai Ruan: "What does your guest have to do with us?"
"How can you talk to dad if you're not big or small?" Bai Xiujin's face was dark, "Don't think..."
"Okay, Xiu Jin, stop talking." Bai Yunqi waved his hand impatiently.
Bai Xiujin's body stiffened for a moment, then stretched out again. It's unclear how much resentment she felt in her heart.
It happens again, it happens again, it happens every time.
The eyes covered by the eyelids are like two deep and dark cages, trapping ferocious beasts that want to break free.
Bai Ruiyuan, who was very close to Bai Xiujin, silently took a few steps back.
My eldest brother seems to be getting more and more crazy, what should I do?
As soon as Sangsang came in, she was attracted by the exquisite murals hanging in the room. She couldn't help but move forward and trace on it little by little with her fingers, looking strange.
"Where did this painting come from?"
Sangsang's abrupt voice broke the tense atmosphere of the confrontation between father and son.
Only then did Bai Yunqi realize that there was a little girl hiding behind his son and daughter.
He looked up and down at Sangsang in displeasure, and then moved his gaze to Bai Ruang, wanting him to explain.
Unexpectedly, not only Bai Fangfang nor Bai Yu'an paid any attention to him.
Instead, he moved closer to the little girl.
The three of them leaned head-to-head under the painting, looking at it over and over again, and came to one conclusion: it was ugly.
The style of abstract painting is really incomprehensible at all.
Bai Ruangyang: "Is this painting very beautiful? All the firewood figures drawn by children are more beautiful than this one."
This is what rich people do. In order to show off their own style, they engage in art.
The more incomprehensible something is, the more popular it is.
"Is this a pilgrimage, or what?"
The messy lines and chaotic colors are indeed in line with the so-called art.
"Old man, how much did you pay for this painting at auction? It must have been treated like a piglet and slaughtered again."
"It's better not to say it. I know you will say that art is priceless."
Speak other people's words so that others have nothing to say.
Bai Fang also has a knack for irritating people.
Bai Yunqi shouted angrily: "It was a gift from a friend, and it didn't cost any money."
This painting inexplicably reminded Sangsang of the murals found in the cave in Ruyi Village.
Do these things appear too frequently?
"Master, Master Huo's car is already outside the door."
When Bai Fan heard Assistant Shen's words, he immediately reacted, "Master Huo? Huo Zhiqing?"
"What's he doing here?"
Bai Ruiyuan, who had been silent all this time, seemed to have finally found her sense of existence. She smiled and stood next to Bai Yu'an and said sweetly: "He will become a family with us soon."
"Yu An, this is the fiancé your father has chosen for you. Are you happy?"
