Lan Yuke has always considered himself to be half the master of the Lan family. Sometimes he can speak better than Lan Yifeng. When has his authority been challenged?

Now, a guy who looks younger than him actually says that he has no right to speak here. Hey, if he doesn't teach this guy a lesson, or if his anus is not sore, he won't be called Lan Yu!

Huo Mingzhe also straightened his face and looked at him without fear. The expressions of the two little guys were exactly the same. They were really similar.

Aunt Liu couldn't help but express her opinion. Lan Yifeng felt a thump in her heart. She secretly looked at Huo Qingcang and found that he had no special expression, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay, no one is allowed to stare!" She raised her chopsticks and lightly tapped Lan Yu and the little guy on the head.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for my sake, I would definitely teach you a lesson." Lan Yu waved his fist at Huo Mingzhe, but received a cold look from Huo Mingzhe.

"My young master is not as knowledgeable as you commoners."

Ouch, his proud and arrogant look is exactly the same as his father, no wonder he is so annoying. Lan Yu glared at Huo Mingzhe fiercely, wait, we have a long way to go, if you mess with me, you will be dead.

Huo Mingzhe also glanced back at him, picked up the chopsticks handed over by Aunt Liu, picked up the food on the dining table with graceful movements, and started eating. While eating, he secretly looked at the family named Lan.

The aunt said that Baba was going to find a vicious new mother for him, and that she would bring a bunch of bad children to snatch his Baba away from him.

The bad guys that my aunt is talking about are these people in front of me, right? What should he do to stop these guys from taking away the father's love that he doesn't get much in the first place?

Huo Qingcang also sat down. This meal, because there was one more person, became a little different from usual. The only sound left in silence was the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

The next morning, Liang Beixi received the news and appeared in the Huo family's study. Huo Qingcang was sitting on the chair behind the desk, rubbing his temples, looking like he had a headache.

He had just spoken to his grandfather on the phone and wanted to send Mingzhe back, but the old man actually said that he would be coming soon and would live here for a while, saying that he would not agree with him sending Mingzhe back to the UK.

He suddenly felt that things were getting more and more chaotic. As soon as Liang Beixi appeared, he said: "Help Mingzhe arrange a kindergarten."

Seeing that he was a little tired, Liang Beixi couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you very tired recently?"

Huo Qingcang didn't say anything, so he asked tentatively: "Because of the young master?"

"I just discovered yesterday that he is a little different from other people's children. He is cold and cold, as if he is an emotionless creature. Do you think I should let Zhao Jiyan show him?"

When Liang Beixi heard these words, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. I think it's you who should see the doctor regularly. Mingzhe has the iceberg face he has today. Didn't he learn it from you?

"He has to be treated!" Huo Qingcang nodded vigorously. The more he compared the children of the Lan family with Huo Mingzhe, the more he felt that there was something wrong with Huo Mingzhe. Such a big kid with a face full of bitterness and hatred, really

Something's wrong.

"Young Master...Actually, Young Master, well, as long as you don't treat him coldly, I think he will get better..."

Liang Beixi mustered up his courage and finally spoke out what was in his heart.

"Am I cold to him?" Huo Qingcang was a little surprised. Was he like this?

"You will hug and kiss the three children of the Lan family who do not belong to you, but young master, when have you ever hugged or kissed them?"

Liang Beixi's words were like a big hammer hitting his heart.

"We have all seen that you dislike the young master because of the way he was born and do not want to care about him, but after all, your blood flows in his bones."

Huo Qingcang hesitated: "I... usually treat him... too much?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Beixi nodded his head.

"That's too much! You don't regard him as your own child at all."

Huo Qingcang trembled when he heard this. Is he like this? Why didn't he notice it before?

"Master, actually the young master is really pitiful. Although on the surface he seems to have the old man's love, he has also lost his father's love and mother's love."

There was only silence in the study room.

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"Mom, higher, higher!"

"Brother, when are you coming down? I want to play too."

"I want it too, I want to play too, Mommy, I also want to be tall."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the dim afterglow dyed the world golden yellow, with soft light and warm warmth.

The cheerful voice of a child floated from not far away. Huo Qingcang put down the pen in his hand, left his desk, came to the window and looked across. He saw the big tree in Lan Yifeng's yard, slanting

On the branches, a rope was tied appropriately to form a simple swing. Lan Yuzheng was sitting on the rope, and was pushed down and down by Lan Yifeng, so high that he flew up.

The other two children surrounded him, jumping and jumping, and bursting into laughter like silver bells while their hearts were anxious.

The harmonious picture of a family of four looks even more warm under the golden afterglow.

It feels like home.

It's not like them here, which is always quiet and deserted.

Huo Qingcang walked out of the room and was about to go downstairs when he suddenly found Huo Mingzhe standing at the corridor window, looking eagerly across the way.

The happy laughter and laughter on the other side can really easily infect a person. Even a guy like Mingzhe, who always has a cold face, has a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his emotionless eyes are also stained with something.

Very envious.

Huo Qingcang thought for a while and went downstairs to explain a few words. Soon, someone ran up the stairs.

When Huo Mingzhe heard the footsteps, he immediately retracted his body, pretending to have just walked out of the room, not squinting, and not looking outside at all.

"Young master, the young master wants you to go downstairs."

"Well, I understand." The little adult-like child responded coldly, and then walked downstairs with graceful steps. Why did his father want him? Ask him about his schoolwork? Ask him about his latest mood?

The little brow couldn't help but frown slightly, Dad is not the kind of guy who cares about his life and death!
Chapter completed!