The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

The three boys immediately rushed to the wardrobe, opened the door and saw only Su Yang's clothes of all kinds lined up inside.

Yuanyuan grabbed one and put it on her head, with the hem of her clothes dragging on the ground: "Look! I'm your uncle!"

Lingling held Su Yang's T-shirt and turned around: "The clothes smell good, uncle is not far away!"

Tuan Tuan folded the small quilt into a crooked square: "Leave a place for uncle to sleep, he can rest for a while after he finishes his work."

A sparrow outside the window flapped its wings and flew by. Three little heads turned towards the window in unison.

"Is that uncle's footsteps?"

"No..."

"Then wait a little longer, uncle will come back to braid our hair!"

Children are always active. After waiting for a while, the three little kids couldn't wait any longer and jumped out of bed, starting to search room by room.

Finally, Su Xiang's door was opened. The guy in the room was sleeping soundly with Ming Xi in his arms, and he had no idea that the three little guys had slipped in.

The three little balls were clinging to the edge of the bed, and were trying to get on top of it like three soft little animals.

Tuan Tuan first grabbed the corner of Su Xiang's pajamas. As soon as her chubby knees touched the mattress, Yuan Yuan suddenly pointed at Ming Xi's bare shoulders and exclaimed in a baby voice: "The brother that Daddy is holding has no clothes on!"

"Sh-!"

Tuantuan quickly covered his brother's mouth, "Keep your voice down, don't wake up Dad!"

Lingling stretched out her little finger and poked the red mark below Mingxi's collarbone, and asked doubtfully: "Was this bitten by a puppy?"

"Hmm... maybe it was the bad guy who beat him." Tuantuan thought about it carefully and felt that this possibility was the most likely.

Then he pulled up the quilt that had slipped off, and rested his little head next to Su Xiang's elbow. "Grandpa said that the injured should be covered with a small quilt."

The big daddy that Tuantuan mentioned here refers to Lu Jing.

At this moment, Su Xiang moved in his sleep. Lingling immediately held her breath, turned to the siblings, and put her little finger to her lips: "Shh~ Daddy is about to wake up!"

He opened his eyes drowsily and first saw a round, chubby little face in front of him.

"Dad is awake!"

Yuanyuan shouted crisply, and two baby voices echoed behind her. Su Xiang then realized that the three little kids were all crowded on the bed, and his face immediately turned red.

When Mingxi woke up, his ears were so red that they seemed to be bleeding, and he hid himself in the quilt.

"Brother, stop playing hide-and-seek. The sun is shining on your butt. Hurry up and get dressed and get up!" Yuanyuan said in a baby voice, reaching out to pull away the quilt that Mingxi was wrapped in.

"Hey, don't touch it."

Su Xiang quickly covered his mouth and deliberately said in an exaggerated tone: "Brother is injured and needs to apply medicine to become a superman, so he is not wearing any clothes."

Lingling tilted her head, blinked her innocent eyes, and asked a question that would make people die, "Then why didn't Dad wear it either?"

Time flies, more than half a month has passed.

Outside the glass curtain wall, heavy rain poured down, turning the entire city into a hazy neon phantom. Chen Yifan loosened his tie and angrily threw a stack of reports on the table. The sound of the papers rustling startled the younger brother next to him.

"Fuck, that bastard Second Hall Master is causing trouble for me again. I think he doesn't want to live anymore!"

In the world of Tianyanhui, intrigue never stops. The twelve branches are clearly divided into different levels. The Niguangtang managed by Chen Yifan is the core branch, responsible for financial management and core force. He is directly responsible to the boss of the organization, Xiao Heidan, and has an extraordinary status.

A tall tree attracts the wind, which makes other branches jealous, and the most aggressive one among them is the second hall master.

This man was in his early forties, twenty years older than Chen Yifan. He had a fierce look on his face and the gold chain around his neck was incredibly thick. Relying on his seniority, he always tried to trip up Chen Yifan in secret to disgust him.

Chen Yifan disdains to bother with such low-class people. He feels that this world is a huge express delivery station. Some goods are large, some are small, some goods don’t even have codes, some goods are loaded, and some are waste.

Some goods are taken away very quickly, while some goods are left to rot and no one wants them. However, no matter what the goods are, they have to be shipped sooner or later, so there is no need to worry about them.

But Chen Yifan's tolerance made the second hall master more arrogant. Previously, the two sides even quarreled to the point of destroying the place, and the winner was not determined because of their equal strength.

The Sky Eye Society's leader Xiao Heidan turned a blind eye to this. In his iron-blooded opinion as a leader since he was fifteen years old, if one couldn't even resolve such a small matter, then he didn't deserve to be in the Sky Eye Society.

Besides, Xiao Heidan is too busy to handle everything himself. He is a born workhorse, working two jobs and being the boss in Tianyan during the day.

At night, he was busy licking the great devil Su Xiang and working as the lobby manager on duty at the Sea Moon Club. How could he have so much free time to take care of their affairs?

The second hall master was determined to bring down Chen Yifan. After some secret observation, he set his sights on Anuo, a younger brother of Chen Yifan.

Anuo would go to the old neighborhood to visit her sick mother every month, so the second hall master sent someone to kidnap Anuo's mother and threatened her with a ferocious face:

"Boy, if you don't want your mother to die, just listen to me!" The tiny child was frightened and scared, and had no choice but to give in for the sake of his mother's safety.

In the dead of night, under the instruction of the Second Hall Master, Anuo opened the safe with trembling hands. Under the dim light, he used a special potion to smear the key data and added forged deficit accounts.

Every action was filled with guilt and helplessness, and after finishing the work, he hurriedly put the report back to its original place. The Second Hall Master learned that the plan had succeeded, and he was waiting to see Chen Yifan's joke, hoping to use this to suppress his position in the Tianyan Society.

Although he successfully rescued his mother, Anuo fell into endless fear and self-blame. He trembled every day and prayed that the matter would not be exposed, but this day finally came.

At this moment, An Nuo was absent-mindedly handling affairs when suddenly the voice of a member of the Ni Guang Tang came from behind him:

"Anuo, Brother Chen wants you to come over."

Anuo's back stiffened instantly. He turned his head slowly, his face was pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He swallowed hard, murmured "hmm", and walked towards Chen Yifan's office with unsteady steps.

As soon as he stepped into the door, his legs went weak due to a strong sense of guilt. He almost fell to the ground, his voice trembling: "Chen, Brother Chen..."

Chen Yifan sat in an office chair, holding a cigarette in his hand, exhaling thick white smoke. He glanced at An Nuo indifferently, his eyes like an ice-hardened knife, cutting the other person from head to toe.

Anuo's knees began to tremble uncontrollably, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he couldn't even utter a complete greeting.

"Do you know why I called you here?"

Chen Yifan spoke, twirling the saber in his hand, the blade drawing a cold arc of light under the lamp, "The lock of the safe where the files are stored is specially made. There are no more than five people in the entire Ni Guang Tang who can open it silently."

Ah Nuo's face instantly turned paler than the wall, and her legs softened as she knelt on the carpet. "Chen, Brother Chen, I..."