Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Chi Qinghe raised his eyelids, and his ink-painted eyes suddenly showed some different emotions.

"I understand. That's why before the college entrance exam, he always has the chance to get out of this unscathed. I won't stick to him like a dog-skin plaster. But after the college entrance exam, if everything goes well, he can only be mine."

Gong Shimu frowned, "Do you know what you're saying? You're forcing Sui Sui to leave the Gong family for you! You know exactly what he means! You're harming him!"

Chi Qinghe chuckled, "But... didn't you do the same thing back then?"

He stared expressionlessly at Gong Shimu's suddenly constricted pupils, and his hoarse voice mercilessly revealed the truth that he had refused to admit all those years ago.

"During that time, I had no money, lived under someone else's roof, and was targeted by every company. It must have been tough."

"When the eldest son of the Gong family falls into the mortal world, it may feel fresh at first, but as time goes by, love will fade and quarrels are inevitable."

"But at that time, it was your parents who gave in first. They couldn't bear to see you live that kind of life."

"It's also because Chi Yilan's family thinks you are valuable, and you haven't had time to reveal your true nature."

"Of course, the most important thing is that we were young at that time and felt that love was the most precious thing. We could even easily abandon our relatives and close friends."

He put down the cup with a clang, neither loud nor soft.

"Mr. Gong, do you know what it means to be well-matched? If your three values ​​were aligned, even with such a huge difference in family background, things wouldn't be so ugly now."

"I understand... it's wonderful to like someone, but it's just a feeling. You can't eat it."

"If Chen Qiqing really liked you, she should have worked hard to catch up with you, or even surpass you, instead of being a burden that always needed your rescue..."

Gong Shimu's face was a little pale, but he still maintained his composure. However, when he looked at Chi Qinghe again, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Are you sure...you're not twenty-seven..."

What you just said is definitely not something a child could say.

Chi Qinghe restrained his aura and smiled faintly, "Maybe, maybe I came from another time, and you still have to call me brother."

[Beep, beep, beep! Host! No no no! What are you doing!] 4011 suddenly appeared, screaming at the top of its lungs.

[You can't reveal your identity as a time traveler! You actually said this in front of the hero. Didn't I tell you to take it easy?!]

Chi Qinghe seemed somewhat innocent. [He wouldn't believe it. This kind of thing is too ridiculous.]

【That's not OK! 】

【All right. 】

"It's almost time, Mr. Gong, let's get ready for the meeting."

"……it is good."

There wasn't much to discuss in the meeting, and it could be finished in about half an hour, but he couldn't resist the curiosity of the technical department members on the other side of the camera, and it was almost an hour later and it wasn't over yet.

They came over with their nostrils flared, wishing they could pass through the screen and touch Chi Qinghe's brain.

How can you be so smart!

Good at business and proficient in algorithms!

The most important thing is that he looks so cool!

……

When Chi Qinghe returned to the Xiyuan villa, he was pushed there in a wheelchair.

As soon as I entered the door, Lao Chi ran over.

"Why do you have so many wounds on your body? Was someone hit?" Chi Yu felt very distressed and wanted to check his son's injuries, but was afraid that he would feel pain.

"I accidentally tripped while walking...but the doctor said it will be fine soon, don't worry, Lao Chi."

Chi Yu felt a lump in his throat, but he couldn't bear to blame the child. He could only sigh, take the wheelchair, and take the person to the living room.

"You're like this now. If I weren't worried, I wouldn't be your dad."

Chi Qinghe suddenly blinked at Lao Chi and said mysteriously, "Don't be angry, Lao Chi. I have a gift for apology."

Chi Yu's hand was pulled over by his son, and his palm suddenly touched something like a bracelet.

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

When Chi Yu's eyes fell on the string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads, his heart beat wildly and many vague fragments of memories emerged in his mind.

But when he wanted to see clearly, those memories shattered like bubbles with a bang.

Seeing his father just staring at him without saying anything for a long time, Chi Qinghe was very confused.

It’s obvious that Lao Chi likes this kind of thing the most.

"Son, where did you get these Buddhist beads?" Lao Chi squatted down and looked at the young man at eye level.

"An old monk gave it to me. He said it seemed I had a connection with him." Chi Qinghe said half-truthfully.

Old Chi just stared at his child, was silent for about five seconds, then smiled happily and raised his hand to touch Chi Qinghe's head.

But he felt a pain in his heart for no reason.

It’s like there was a lost child in the past, and people went up the mountain again and again to ask for Buddhist beads for him.

He swallowed the emotions boiling in his throat and smiled, "What do you want for lunch? Dad will make it for you."

"very many."

“Then I’ll do a lot more!”

Chi Yu was busy in the kitchen, while Chi Qinghe was lying on the sofa in the living room, watching TV boredly.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard on the stairs behind me.

Gong Huasui, wearing pajamas and holding a big tiger pillow in his hand, appeared barefoot behind him.

"Qinghe! You're back!"

He wanted to pounce on him, but when he saw the injuries on the boy's body, he stopped immediately, stood there, looking at him, then at his injuries, and was hesitant to take any action.

"Come and sit here." Chi Qinghe patted the seat next to him.

Gong Huasui's voice was slightly hoarse, and his dark brown eyes suddenly darkened. "Who hit you?"

"I didn't look at the road and fell accidentally."

Gong Huasui curled up the fingers hanging at his side and his gaze lingered on the wounds for a long time, especially those on his forehead and knees.

When he spoke again, his voice was a little slow and he himself was not aware of it.

"Qinghe, were these injuries caused in the temple? Did you kneel for a long time?"

As they were talking, Chi Qinghe didn't feel anything. Instead, Gong Huasui's eyes turned red, tears welled up in his eyes. He felt wronged and sad, and he even stuttered when he spoke.

"Who... who made you kneel for so long... I just wanted... a very ordinary red rope... you could just... buy it to coax me... why... why did you have to get hurt... you don't like it... you do this... I'm angry!"

Chi Qinghe was a little panicked, "These injuries really weren't caused by me kneeling, I swear!"

Gong Huasui pouted, tears streaming down his face. He wiped them away with his sleeve.

"I don't want to trust you anymore!"

After saying that, he ran upstairs holding Ranny in his arms.