Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

Shen Jiyuan slapped him on the back of the head. "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Zhou Yue, as expected of someone who has weathered many storms, only stiffened for a moment after Shen Ji's words before regaining his usual gentle and refined demeanor.

He turned to look at Shen Ji, who was holding his head and looking aggrieved, and smiled slightly, "This young master is..."

Shen Jiyuan originally didn't want to waste any more words with him, but a moment later, feeling annoyed, he paused and then introduced generously, "My son, Shen Ji."

Zhou Yue was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "President Shen, you have a son?"

Shen Jiyuan smiled slightly, feigning innocence, "Yes, the child is ignorant and has offended me greatly."

After Zhou Yue's deep gaze lingered on Shen Ji's face for a few moments, he said, "It's nothing, children say the darndest things."

"But..." he said, pursing his lips, "I didn't expect President Shen's son to be so grown up."

"I hadn't heard that President Shen got married."

Zhou Yue sighed inwardly. Although he was playing dirty tricks, he had no intention of ruining anyone's marriage, and he never forced anyone.

If Shen Jiyuan really gets married, then...

His gaze unconsciously fell on Shen Jiyuan's face again. What a pity.

Shen Jiyuan smiled elegantly, "Hehe, I'm a low-key person."

Zhou Yue rarely saw Shen Jiyuan talk so much, so he simply sat down opposite Shen Jiyuan. "The young master is three years old, right? Mr. Shen, this is considered an early marriage."

Before Shen Jiyuan could speak, Shen Ji suddenly interrupted him, narrowing his eyes, "Hey, Uncle, you don't know, my dad, he had to get married early."

Shen Jiyuan had no idea what he was thinking, so he turned around and glared at him warningly.

Shen Ji gestured to him with his eyes to keep quiet.

He absolutely cannot let Old Deng be targeted by such a pervert.

Zhou Yue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Really? Why?"

Shen Ji sighed deeply and said softly, "Uncle, you don't know, my father has contracted a strange illness."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Zhou Yue: "...A strange illness?"

Shen Ji covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, "Uncle, my dad... he can't do that."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Zhou Yue: "..."

He almost spat out the mouthful of wine he had just taken a sip of. He looked up sharply at Shen Jiyuan, but after seeing the other man's gloomy face, he awkwardly looked away.

He coughed dryly and looked out the window. "Shut up, how am I supposed to respond to that?"

Fortunately, Shen Ji didn't give him a chance to reply, and continued, "Uncle, I know you got in through connections. Do you think my dad is big and good? So you want him to do *that* to you... huh?"

Zhou Yue really burst out laughing this time. His face turned red and white in turns, and he was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Although he's shameless and knows how to play games, he's not really shameless enough to discuss this kind of thing with a little kid!

"Mr. Shen, I...cough cough cough...um, I'm not..."

Shen Jiyuan didn't say anything, but secretly pinched Shen Ji's buttocks.

Wearing the bottom pads Ye Ye had given him, Shen Ji felt no pain at all and continued to make up nonsense, "Uncle, you really need to keep your eyes open!"

"My dad, oh!"

"He's all looks and no substance. Don't be fooled by his good physique, hard abs, and big breath... well, when it comes to sex, he's hopeless!"

Shen Jiyuan finally lost his temper and slapped Shen Ji on the head. "Damn it, who the hell are you calling incompetent?!"

"Oh, Dad!" Shen Ji sighed, rubbing his head. "Don't try to deceive this uncle's feelings. You two aren't a good match."

"You can't satisfy your uncle, so you need to make that clear to him as soon as possible, understand?"

"Are you going to be a scumbag who keeps people hanging on?"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

His eyelids twitched violently; what the hell was all this?

He doesn't like men!

dislike!

Shen Ji turned her head to Zhou Yue again, "Uncle, you know, people outside call my dad some kind of aloof Buddhist monk, some kind of ascetic CEO. Do you really think he's aloof and ascetic?"

"That was his way of covering up his incompetence."

"So, Uncle, you should give up on him."

"It will make you lose your mind a lot."

"Hehehe." Zhou Yue awkwardly clenched his wine glass. "Young Master is joking. I... how could I possibly have designs on President Shen? Hehehe. Um, I saw my friend arrive. President Shen, please excuse me."

Before Shen Jiyuan could speak, Zhou Yue ran off without looking back.

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

What does that mean?

Was he being rejected?

No sooner had Zhou Yue left than Shen Jiyuan, his face dark and menacing, glared at Shen Ji like a demon. "Shen Ji!! You're fucking dead!!"

Shen Ji quickly covered his buttocks. "You can't hit me! I'm trying to help you!"

Without thinking twice, Shen Jiyuan pinned the man to the sofa and started beating him up. He'd only been halfway through when a familiar voice came from above, "Oh, busy, huh?"

Shen Jiyuan subconsciously looked up and saw Lu Zhuonian walking over at some point.

Beside him stood a five or six-year-old child, dressed in a neat little suit with a bow tie, looking like a little adult with a serious face.

Shen Jiyuan asked in surprise, "You also have a son who's come knocking on your door?"

"Go to hell." Lu Zhuonian pulled the person to sit down on the sofa opposite. "This is my sister's kid, his name is Shang Yao."

He patted Shang Yao's head. "Xiao Yao, come and say hello to Uncle Shen."

Shang Yao greeted him with a straight face and a serious expression, "Hello, Uncle Shen."

Shen Jiyuan nodded. "Hello to you too." He paused, then pointed to Shen Ji and said, "This is my son, Shen Ji, who is three years younger than you."

Shang Yao greeted him formally again, "Hello, Brother Shen Ji."

Shen Ji blinked. "I'm not good."

Perhaps not expecting the other party to answer in this way, which was completely outside the scope of his formulaic response, Shang Yao was stunned.

He subconsciously looked up, and Shen Ji laughed, "Dad, this old child is like a robot."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Lu Zhuonian's lips twitched. That was indeed... true.

Since his sister and brother-in-law left a year ago, the once cheerful and lively Shang Yao seems to have been frozen in time.

Before Shang Yao could recover from the loss of his parents, he was kicked out by his inhuman grandparents, who then went abroad to live with Shang Lao Er.

Under this double blow, his eldest nephew became somewhat withdrawn.

He always had a "keep away" attitude, and even his uncle couldn't get a friendly look from him.

For a year, they kept him by their side and tried all sorts of methods in the hope that he would get better, but none of them worked.

The last time he went out for drinks with Shen Jiyuan, besides listening to gossip, he also wanted to see what Shen Jiyuan's son was like.

Although the two children are a few years apart in age, they are both children.

If possible, putting the two children together to play might help his eldest nephew overcome that dark period.