Grand Collection

Kong Yi looked at him blankly, "Isn't it a good thing to look like him? This way we are more like a family."

"Fuck!" Kong Xin was completely desperate for his IQ, and said helplessly, "There are old photo albums at home, you can go and have a look, and see how much your face looks like your son when you were young!"

"Actually, you don't even need to read the albums." Luo Zigeng walked over, put his arms around Kong Xin's shoulders, and smiled at Kong Yi, "You are a mixed race, and Kang Chunjie is a complete Han nationality. Look at the innocent one." Isn't it clear at a glance whose son he is?"

Kong Yi's expression suddenly froze like a thunderbolt, and after a long time, he blinked, "What are you talking about?"

Kong Xin lowered his face, "You can hear me clearly, stop pretending!"

"It's impossible. According to age, I just met Ah Chun six years ago, and we..." Kong Yi's voice gradually disappeared, and his face became serious.

Kong Xin was worried that he would be messed up, so he hurriedly said, "Actually, this is a good thing..."

Kong Yi raised his hand to stop him, and turned his eyes to the direction where Kang Chunjie was. After a while, he suddenly said, "I just realized how much Ah Chun loves me today."

Six years ago, they reunited after a long absence, and he had long forgotten it, but he stubbornly remembered it. Looking back now, the time imprisoned in the Kang family mansion was like an obscene dream, which filled him with guilt, but it was too beautiful to look back on. .

"It turns out that he knew from the very beginning that you, a slut, cannot be tied down," Kong Xin said coldly, "I made up my mind about what Kang Chunjie was like after being dumped by you, and suddenly I felt that your two hundred and five is really good." I am dying with my soul and my conscience."

Kong Yi covered his face, "I'm scum!"

"You just know?"

Kong Yi covered his face with one hand, and pointed at Kong Xin with the other, "Luo Zigeng, this guy is so cheap, why don't you come up with the law?"

Luo Zigeng smiled, "Family law? What kind of family law should I have?"

"Binding! Whip! Bondage set! Super~strong~vibration!"

"Damn it!" Kong Xin was deeply shocked, "Do you dare to let Kang Chunjie know about your unknown sexual preference?"

"I don't have those family laws, but," Luo Zigeng turned to look at Kong Xin, smiling softly, "Is this okay?"

Kong Xin was at a loss, "Huh?...Mmm!"

Luo Zigeng violently locked him in front of his chest and kissed him ferociously. Kong Xin struggled symbolically twice, and when he thought that Kong Yi was next to him, he immediately turned on the shameless mode and kissed him back with a sloppy face.

"Sad-heart-sick-mad!" Kong Yi was dumbfounded.

After the kiss was over, Luo Zigeng licked the water stains from the corners of Kong Xin's mouth, and said with a smile, "Next time you talk cheap, I'll just gag your mouth."

Kong Xin hit his chest softly with a fist, and whispered, "I hate it!"

Kong Yi covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom, "I'm going to throw up!!!"

Satisfied with wine and food, Kong Yi put his arms around his wife in one arm and his son in the other, bid farewell and left. Luo Zigeng's eyes darkened as he watched their family of three disappear at the elevator entrance.

Kong Xin leaned against the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and said coolly, "That's fate, I can't be envious."

Luo Zigeng smiled, put his arms around his shoulders and led him into the door, "I don't envy you, if I were in Kang Chunjie's situation, and you were Ah Yi, I would definitely not secretly test a child and end it."

Kong Xin changed his position and thought, suddenly his spine went cold: With Luo Zigeng's personality, it would definitely cause a bloodbath without saying a word.

Silently leading the child alone in this life?

Only a little shou like Kang Chunjie who pretends to be strong can do this!

"However, if I were Ah Yi and you were in Kang Chunjie's situation," Luo Zigeng suddenly laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "Probably... if you say break up, break up, you won't even work hard, let alone raise a child ...you probably still think it's a drag."

Kong Xin paused, feeling a sudden sadness in his heart. Luo Zigeng felt insecure. Even though he had the upper hand in the current relationship between the two, he still had no confidence in his own relationship.

He looked up at Luo Zigeng, and said sternly, "I know I have a criminal record, even in your opinion, I have a bad record, but Luo Zigeng, now I am with you, we are a couple, do you still refuse to believe that I love you? "

"I believe," Luo Zigeng pulled him into his arms, hugged him hard, stroked his back with his palms, and softened his voice, "I believe, we will have each other in the future, Brother Kong, you have always I am working hard to like me, and I will also try hard to believe in you, let's work hard together."

Feeling his strong heartbeat, Kong Xin closed his eyes, "Yes."

The community where Kang Chunjie’s home is located is not far from Kong Xin’s home, and the family of three walked past. Kang Tianzhen rode on Kong Yi’s neck, and with a wave of his little hand, “Let’s go! Goal, crispy ice! Three sticks!!!”

"Huh?" Kang Chunjie looked up.

Kang Tianzhen pouted, "I only eat one, you and the second father each have one, why are you staring at me again!"

Kong Yi laughed, and deliberately shook him on his shoulders, "Staring at you is a sign of loving you. Didn't your father stare at me every day?"

"You lied!" Kang Tianzhen grabbed his hair tightly and said loudly, "Daddy beats you every day!"

"..." Kong Yi wanted to throw this little bastard out, thinking that if he was so annoying, he must definitely not be his son!

The child said to himself, "Beating is kissing, scolding is love..."

Kong Yi felt instantly at ease, thinking: Hey, it seems that he has inherited a little bit of empathy.

Laughing, "You even know this?"

"Of course," the child said happily, "my wife said it!"

"Damn it!" Kong Yi's legs went limp and he almost fell, he yelled, "You're only five years old! Where's your wife!!!"

"Short oil," the child slapped him on the forehead, and said proudly, "The Lun family is very popular in kindergarten," he said, counting on his fingers, "Lili, Xiaohong, Xiaoqiang...they all like me La."

"..."

Then forget about Lili and Xiaohong, Xiaoqiang... This is obviously a boy, a bastard can eat both sexes at the age of five, so it must be because the quality of eggs was not high back then!

Kong Yi was bloodied by this bastard, and turned to look at Kang Chunjie, "How do you educate your children?"

Kang Chunjie glanced at him expressionlessly, with a thousand words in his eyes, but he closed his lips tightly and refused to answer.

Kong Yi was almost stunned.

Walking to the door of the house, Kang Chunjie opened the door, and suddenly said indifferently, "I have tried my best to let him break through the genetic barrier. Although there has been no success so far, I believe it will be successful."

"Genetic disorder?"

Kang Chunjie glanced at him and nodded firmly, "Genetic disorder."

Kong Yi suddenly felt that even his genes were being discriminated against.

The five-year-old boy was as energetic as a monkey. Kong Yi played with the child for less than half an hour before panting like a dog.

When the phone rang, he waved his hands profusely in sweat, crawled back to the sofa, grabbed the phone, looked at the unfamiliar number on it, was puzzled, and connected, "Hello?"

"Second Young Master Kong, long time no see," said an old but angry voice over there, "I'm Pan Nanhua."

"Oh, so it's Boss Pan," Kong Yi slumped on the sofa, ignoring him, "What's the matter?"

Pan Nanhua smiled kindly over there, "Although I haven't been able to meet the second young master recently, the second young master's deeds are impressive. Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the evening, uncle will be the host of the stewed house and invite the two young masters of the Kong family Let's talk about the old days, how about?"

A wet towel was placed on his head, Kong Yi turned his head and saw Kang Tianzhen riding on the back of the sofa, holding a wet towel to help him wipe the sweat off his neck awkwardly.

And Kang Chunjie stood at the door of the study with folded arms and looked at them, there seemed to be a hint of a smile in his cold eyes.

There was a warm current in Kong Yi's heart, he gave Kang Chunjiefei a kiss with a hippie smile, then turned to the phone and said coldly, "It's rare that Mr. Pan is so sincere. Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, Braised Cuisine Building? Okay, I'll be there on time."

The next night, Kong Yi hugged Kang Chunjie at home for more than two hours before he got up and put on his pants. He half knelt in front of the bed and took his useless hand and kissed him again and again. Immortal, you have to be good at home."

Kang Chunjie was lying on the pillow, his cheeks were still flushed, he glanced at him from the corner of his watery eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Get out."

Kong Yi chuckled, put on his clothes and walked out of the house step by step.

Downstairs, Kong Xin's car was parked at the door, and Kong Yi got in the car, swearing, "Pan Nanhua, that old guy, is not good at what time to order, but he has to order at night, disturbing our married life!"

"If you do so much, be careful and you will get caught up in the wind," Kong Xin despised him, thinking of showing off, as if no one had a married life.

The two walked into the stewing building, and a secretary greeted him one step earlier, "The two of you are finally here. Mr. Pan is waiting for you in the Baihe Hall, please follow me."

The little secretary-general had delicate features, and Kong Xin stared at the side of his face bewilderedly, smiling shamelessly, "You are following President Pan now? Where is the secretary Zhang I saw last time?"

"Brother Zhang has a personal matter and is leaving temporarily," the little secretary said silently: Secretary Zhang was pushed out to block the gun, don't you brothers know?

"Oh," Kong Xin nodded, "What about Secretary Li? I haven't seen you for a while."

"Brother Li also has some personal affairs." The little secretary glanced at him, thinking that Secretary Li was being investigated by the police for fishing for the boss in the South China Sea. Don't you really know?

Kong Xin smiled brightly, and patted the little secretary on the shoulder, "Work hard, Secretary Zhang and Secretary Li are both outstanding in their work, you have to be like them!"

The little secretary's hairs stood on end after being photographed by him: Don't want a crow's mouth, please! ! !

He stopped at the entrance of Lily Hall, knocked on the door twice, and opened the door after hearing a cough from inside, "Mr. Pan, the guest is here."

"Well," Pan Nanhua was sitting in front of the coffee table playing cards by himself. Hearing the sound, he smiled and stood up. He was about to speak when he coughed suddenly. The old man with snow-white temples looked as if he was dying.

"Ahem...the two are here? Come on, please sit down...cough cough cough..." He covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed for a long time, and sighed, "I'm old, I can't do it."

Kong Xin smiled, walked over to the coffee table and sat down, "Mr. Pan is always strong."

"The cough is so severe..." Kong Yi stood worriedly at the door and murmured, "Is it not contagious?"

Pan Nanhua: "..."

The waiters served the dishes one after another, and the three of them ate and drank. After drinking for three rounds, Pan Nanhua put down his glass and sighed heavily, "Recently, I have some ignorant boys under my command who went to Gujin Pavilion to make trouble and make trouble for Kong Ershao." Happy."

"It's okay," Kong Yi ate the squirrel mandarin fish with relish, without raising his head, "3000 million, if you pay it, you'll be done."

"..." Pan Nanhua smiled, "Second Young Master is really quick to talk."

Kong Xin held the wine glass and looked at him with a half-smile, "We brothers all understand what Mr. Pan means, and we also understand what this meal means now, and everyone knows it well. Well, before that, but I have It's an unfeeling request, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Pan Nanhua looked at him, "Please tell me."

"This year's spring auction, my friend took a picture of a wood kiln ear piercing vase in Hong Kong, and always doubted it was real. Can Mr. Pan help me with palm eyes if you have time?"