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

Shen Jiyuan's chest heaved with anger, and the way he looked at Shang Yao was like the King of Hell looking at a little devil.

Shang Yao swallowed nervously, his voice trembling, "I... didn't eat much."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He silently looked away, sighed, and wondered why he was getting angry with a child.

He took out his phone and, gritting his teeth, called Lu Zhuonian.

Before he could even press the dial button, Lu Zhuonian's message arrived first: [Old Shen, please, please, my nephew is a bit... withdrawn because of what happened before.]

[I think your little Ji is a bit odd... oops, I mean, I think Ji is quite lively. Why don't you let Xiao Yao stay with you for a while?]

[Just think of it as finding a brother for your young master. My nephew is actually quite well-behaved; he'll be fine as long as he gets some food.]

[You've always wanted to meet Master Liaokong of Hanshan Temple, haven't you? How about I help you find a way?]

Shen Jiyuan paused, then typed: [What's your plan?]

[Xiao Yao has a distant uncle named Shang Ling, who is acquainted with Master Kong. I'm going to ask him for help!]

[make a deal!]

Lu Zhuonian sent two smug emojis: [You don't need to worry about Xiao Yao's schooling, I'll have a driver pick him up. By the way, I heard you're looking for a school for Xiao Ji? Have you found one yet?]

[If we can't find him, why don't we just let him go to school with Xiao Yao?]

Although there's a three-year age gap—Xiao Yao is now in first grade—their school combines kindergarten and primary school, the teaching is quite good, there's bilingual education, and the safety environment is excellent.

[I'm an old acquaintance of the school's board members. If you want to go, I can get you a spot.]

Shen Jiyuan rarely saw Lu Zhuonian being so obsequious, and a sinister smile suddenly flashed in his eyes: [Alright.]

[Really? My good brother, my best buddy! Having you in my life is my blessing!]

Shen Jiyuan chuckled and said, "[Just pay for food and lodging.]"

Lu Zhuonian: [...]

His lips twitched: [Damn, what do you need from me?]

Shen Jiyuan calmly replied, "[I don't lack money, but my son does. That kid doesn't care about anything else but money. I need to save up some money for him to get married.]"

Lu Zhuonian gritted his teeth: [I'll arrange for someone to help you switch careers later, right? Being your brother is the best thing ever!]

[Thank you for the compliment.]

[......]

Having extorted money from Lu Zhuonian, Shen Jiyuan raised his eyes with great satisfaction. When he looked at Shang Yao again, he was no longer annoyed or angry.

He smiled and patted Shang Yao's head. "Kid, your uncle has sold you to me. From now on, you're my son's little follower. Got it?"

Shang Yao was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fist tightly. "Impossible!"

Shen Jiyuan snorted and waved his phone in front of Shang Yao, then quickly snatched it back. "Your uncle has already taken the money, what's impossible about it?"

"If you don't believe me, call and ask yourself."

Without him saying anything, Shang Yao pressed the phone watch and called Lu Zhuonian himself.

I made several calls, but Lu Zhuonian didn't answer.

Finally, they even turned off the phone.

Shang Yao's face turned pale instantly.

How...how is that possible?

His parents left, his grandparents didn't want him anymore, and now... now even his uncle doesn't want him anymore?

He really is a jinx; everyone will hate him.

Shang Yao's eyes grew redder and redder, and tears were welling up in his eyes, but even so, he stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Shen Ji lay down, tilted his head, and stared into Shang Yao's eyes. "Old Deng, you made Shaoyao cry."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Shang Yao: "..."

Who is the peony!

It was Shang Yao! Shang Yao!

Is this kid illiterate?

He turned and glared at Shen Ji. Seeing his expression, Shen Ji said to Shen Jiyuan, "Old Deng, Shaoyao glared at me!"

Shen Jiyuan slapped him on the back of the head. "Who are you calling 'Old Deng'?"

Shen Ji covered the back of his head and said, "Who told you to lie to him? Hmph, you vicious villain, be careful you get torn to pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. I won't even be able to find a complete corpse to collect your body."

It wasn't that he was threatening Old Deng; it was just that he suddenly remembered that Shang Yao, that old child, seemed to be the real protagonist.

Although not the main character in Lao Deng's book, he is the main character in another book in the same series.

However, he had only read the beginning of that book before he was transported into it, so he had no idea what the book was about.

Shen Ji snorted, "Judging from the author's usual style, it's probably going to be another melodramatic story."

Old Deng bullies the handsome, strong, and tragic male protagonist like this; he'll surely die a horrible death.

Shen Jiyuan's lips twitched. "Can't you wish me well for once?"

"Oh," Shen Ji said with a chuckle, "Dear Dad, may your wealth be as abundant as snow and your lifespan as long as a turtle's!"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He took a deep breath and then gave the kid a good beating.

Shen Jiyuan felt that he was becoming less and less like himself.

The aloof and Buddhist image that outsiders had of him was almost completely shattered by Shen Ji!

He urged Xie Wujie to drive quickly, otherwise he would be so hot that he would be driven to death by this unfilial son.

After walking for a short while, Shen Ji asked, "Hey, is someone following us?"

Shijiu shook her head: "No."

【No?】 Shen Ji frowned.

The car quickly drove onto the overpass, and half an hour later, the father and son finally arrived home.

Uncle Zhong and Chen Yang greeted them from inside the door, "Young Master, you're back..."

Before Uncle Zhong could finish his sentence, his voice rose an octave, "Young Master, you...you had another son with someone else?!"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Shen Ji laughed heartily, "Grandpa Butler, this is Uncle Lu's nephew, named Shaoyao. He was sold to our family by his uncle."

Uncle Zhong was taken aback. "Huh?"

Shen Jiyuan said, "Uncle Zhong, go and prepare a guest room for Shaoyao... or Shang Yao, just like Xiaoji's room."

Depend on!

He was almost led astray by that kid Shen Ji.

Uncle Zhong finally realized what was going on. He looked at the child who hadn't said a word since entering the room and sighed.

He had heard a little about what the business owner was going through, and the child was also pitiful.

The child lost his parents and was unwanted by his grandparents.

If it weren't for my uncle, how would I have survived?

Uncle Zhong sighed. "Young Master Shang, how about I arrange for your room to be next to the young master's room?"

Shang Yao pursed his lips and said, "Whatever."

Uncle Zhong glanced at him hesitantly, but ultimately said nothing and went upstairs to tidy up his room.

Shen Jiyuan handed the two boys over to Chen Yang and went straight into his study.

He called his mother, and the call was answered shortly afterward. However, it sounded a bit noisy on the other end of the line, and it took a while for it to quiet down.

"Huh?" A surprised voice came from the phone. "Old Shen, your son is calling you."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."