Rarely affectionate

After Yuan Cheng seized power, his life suddenly became busy.The government had just changed, and there were a lot of personnel fluctuations. The local government had probed several times overtly and secretly. Many people were concerned about how the Yuan family's military policy would be different from when the old man was in power after Yuan Cheng came to power.

Yuan Cheng just turned 60 this year.But his scheming methods are almost the same as those of the old man who is [-] years old.He has made many earth-shaking changes in this industry throughout his life, but when he first came to the throne, he didn't make the slightest move. It feels like a different old man came to power, and everything is going on as usual, very stable and calm.

This man gives people the illusion that you can be careless, but if you really let go of your vigilance towards him, he will see the opportunity and hit you with one blow, sweeping away all your influence, and swallowing it all into the Yuan family's ferocious mouth.His methods are as fast as lightning, before you even have time to react, he has already grasped it in his palm.

Yuan Cheng is a man who is extremely active but also extremely tolerant.This quality is not obvious in all his descendants, but Lang Bai has completely and faithfully inherited this personality from his father.

If Lang Bai's background was not so bad, even if he was just the child of an ordinary family's daughter, Yuan Cheng would pay more attention to him.

Yuan Cheng's ten-year-old eldest son, Yuan Zou, was escorted back from Taiwan by members of his grandfather's family.

Yuan Xiao was not as smart and lovable as the dead second brother, but he was young and very sensible, just like a little man.

He went to pay his respects to his father's study in the mansion in Hong Kong. On the way, he saw a beautiful child sitting on the porch, wearing a big white cotton T-shirt. His skin was getting whiter and his hair was getting darker.He silently looked at the pond full of lotus flowers, his silhouette was weak and thin, which made people feel extremely lonely.

Yuan Xiao, who was just ten years old, was very curious and secretly asked the nanny, "Who is this younger sister?"

The nanny curled her lips, full of disdain: "Young master, don't ask this, this kid's mother is not a good thing, she can't compare with you."

Yuan Xiao became even more curious.

The nanny sent him to the study, and Yuan Cheng gave his eldest son half an hour to meet, because a father has more important things to be busy with, and boys don't need to be too clingy to their parents, there are teachers and nanny Just serve him.

Yuan Cheng asked Yuan Xiao about his homework, what books he had read recently, how his health was, and what the teacher taught him.Half an hour passed quickly, and Yuan Xiao finally couldn't help it, and asked his father secretly: "Dad! Who is the little sister in the corridor outside? Do you know?"

younger sister?Yuan Cheng was stunned for a moment, "...that's your brother."

Yuan Xiao's ferocious curiosity was overwhelming.The little friends around him are all the sons of the Yuan family's subordinates, and they are mischievous and rolling all over the floor. In his heart, only weak girls can look so cute, and they can sit quietly and watch the water and watch the water alone. Flowers, take a look for a long time.

Yuan Cheng casually educated his elder son: "Your younger brother is relatively weak. You are a family. As an older brother, you should take good care of him and protect him."

A strong sense of responsibility gushed out from Yuan Xiao's young heart, like a fountain, "Yes, father! I understand!"

Yuan Xiao came out of his father's study and turned his head to look at the lotus pond.The younger brother, who was cuter than his younger sister, was still sitting on the railing, alone and extremely weak.

Yuan Xiao opened his mouth, wanting to call him and ask him what he was doing.

But before he could speak, Lang Bai suddenly turned his head and gave him a cold look.

Lang Bai's eyes were a little upturned, and the water in his eyes was sparkling. Looking at him from such a distance, just that one glance in the air gave people a feeling of extraordinarily indifferent, even shuddering.

After all, Yuan Xiao was still young, so he shivered, vaguely feeling that this younger brother didn't seem to be that friendly to him.

That look seemed to be full of estrangement, and even a trace of resentment.

...Why doesn't he like me?Yuan Xiao thought in bewilderment.I obviously like him very much.

Lang Bai jumped down from the railing, poured a cup of Pu'er tea from the tea room outside the study room, held it carefully in his hand, and walked into the study room cautiously.

Yuan Cheng took the teacup and praised him, "Good boy."

Lang Bai nodded, and sat obediently and docilely on the couch next to his father's desk.

Lang Bai is not like Yuan Zou, Yuan Zou has status and fame, the future prince, a big family treats him as a little ancestor, even if Yuan Cheng doesn't ask a word, there are people rushing to serve him.Lang Bai has nothing, not even Yuan's surname, and no one takes him seriously except Yuan Cheng's family.

Yuan Cheng once asked him to move to his own house, which was a separate courtyard behind the Yuan family compound.Lang Bai didn't cry or make a fuss, he packed up and moved in by himself, but on the day he moved in, half of the servants in the house ran away - all went to flatter the prince who had just returned to Hong Kong.

The few remaining servants asked him during lunch, "Young Master Bai, what do you want for lunch?"

Lang Bai was silent for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking, and then said lightly: "I'm not hungry, you can help yourself."

Of course the servants below will save trouble if they can save trouble. The young master himself said that he is not hungry anymore, so no one cares whether he wants to eat or not.Several people immediately dispersed, some went out for a stroll, and some joined a table to play cards.

As a result, that afternoon, Yuan Cheng happened to come to see his youngest son.

He entered the room and saw that there was nothing left to see. Lang Bai was such a young child, sitting alone in the room reading a book, not even drinking his saliva!

Yuan Cheng asked him if he had eaten, and he shook his head.

Asked him where the servant went, he shook his head again.

Yuan Cheng was furious: "Where did everyone die?! Such a small child has not eaten or drank all day, do they want to kill him alive?"

Lang Bai burst into tears: "Father, don't be angry, Mumu and the others went to see my brother. I was hungry, so I didn't go with them."

It's fine if he doesn't say that, but if he said that, Yuan Cheng would have his servants brought over and crushed to death almost immediately.

In such a century-old underworld family, whoever wants to please and who can be ignored, those servants can see clearly.If it wasn't for Yuan Cheng who still missed his young son, he might not even know that Lang Bai was tortured to death.

Langbai is a little different to Yuan Cheng.After all, he is so small, delicate and soft, even more fragile than raising a daughter.

In a rage, Yuan Cheng drove all the nannies out of Yuan's house.The reason why there is no blood is because Lang Bai is still young, it is not good for children to see blood.

Yuan Cheng took Lang Bai back to his mansion, and asked someone to tidy up a small bedroom outside his master bedroom, and the father and son slept next door at night.Sometimes Lang Bai was afraid of the dark, so he hugged his little pillow and knocked on the door of his father's room, calling softly while knocking: "Daddy! Daddy!"

One night when Yuan Cheng was working with his mistress, Lang Bai knocked on the door again, sobbing like a kitten while knocking: "Dad, I'm having a nightmare! Dad! Dad!"

Yuan Cheng was furious all of a sudden, "Go back to sleep!"

Lang Bai really cried: "I dare not, please, Dad!..."

Yuan Cheng made a quick solution, sent his mistress away in a hurry, and then opened the door, Lang Bai was wearing only a thin pajamas, hugging his Winnie the Pooh pillow, trembling with fright, his face turned pale.

Yuan Cheng's anger disappeared without a trace when it touched the tearful eyes of his youngest son.Lang Bai rushed forward and hugged his father's waist, sobbing so hard that he couldn't even breathe: "Father, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of ghosts, afraid of the dead, a lot of dead people lying on the ground."

Yuan Cheng picked him up by the waist and threw him heavily on his big bed, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

He wanted to take a shower and come back, but Lang Bai grabbed the hem of his clothes and would not let go: "Dad, don't go, stay with me, I am obedient."

Yuan Cheng has never seen such a clingy child, one father at a time, as if he is his only support in this world, he is completely satisfied with himself, only sees himself, as if his father is his whole world.

Yuan Cheng's heart warmed up slightly, but there was only a smile on his face: "You are a boy, why are you so timid, what will you do if you don't have a father in the future?"

The mistress took a shower, put on her clothes, and came out lightly to say goodbye.She has been with Yuan Cheng for many years, but this is the first time she saw Yuan Cheng, a young and spoiled son, and couldn't help reaching out to touch Lang Bai's face: "Oh, so beautiful! I thought it was a daughter. "

Lang Bai stared at her vigilantly, and slightly shrank his face back.

Yuan Cheng smiled and waved her away, "You can't touch this child. He is spoiled."

The mistress quickly backed away, nodded with a smile, and left without a moment's delay.

In fact, Lang Bai was almost ten years old at this time, and many boys in the underworld are extremely precocious at this age. Yuan Cheng himself had his first woman when he was thirteen or fourteen, and it was given to him by the old man. .

But it was for this reason that he didn't want Lang Bai to be exposed to these things too early.He always felt that this child was still too young, and the point was, he was too clean.

He didn't look like a young man raised by a family of the underworld.

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Yuan Cheng gradually unified the arms circulation channels in the south, and even began to develop heavy fire weapons by himself.

This strategic development has wiped out half of the Yuan family's property, but reforms are always accompanied by blood. If the old-fashioned forces are not cleaned up, the Yuan family cannot be washed away.

That afternoon, when Yuan Xiao went to report homework to his father, it happened that Lang Bai was also looking for Yuan Cheng, and the two met at the door.Yuan Xiao was already a vigorous and handsome young man at this time, but Lang Bai's facial features had not yet grown in stature. Standing side by side and comparing them, they did not look like brothers who were only three or four years younger.

There was still no extra expression on Lang Bai's face, he bowed to Yuan Xiao with a touch of politeness and thoughtfulness, and said, "Brother."

Yuan Xiao nodded quickly: "Ah, it's you."

Yuan Zhen murmured in his heart, is this really a younger brother or not a younger sister?Could it be that the father likes boys so he raised his daughter as a son?By the way, didn't this kid grow up by his father's side all the time? Could it be that someone treated him harshly? Even if he's not young this year, why does he still look like he can be blown away by a gust of wind...

Yuan Zhen didn't finish his muttering, when he suddenly heard a "bang!" coming from the door, followed by the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.That sound was so familiar to Yuan Xiao, it was a gunshot!

Lang Bai was also startled, his hand loosened, and the cup of tea fell to the ground and shattered.

Yuan Cheng sternly asked from inside the door: "Who is outside?" Then with a whoosh, a bodyguard slammed the door open.

Yuan Zhen just glanced through the door and was shocked.That was the first time he saw his father kill someone. He knew the man who fell on the floor, and his position in the arms group was not low.There was a blood hole in the man's chest, and blood was still gurgling out.

Yuan Xiao had played with guns before, but the first time he saw a dead person so close was the one his father had just killed.

He turned his head abruptly and vomited with a wow.

Yuan Cheng's bodyguards immediately pulled the prince out and helped him to sit on the sofa.Yuan Zhen was trembling all over, his face was pale, his heart was pounding, his eyes were hesitating, and he was trembling, not daring to look in the door.

He saw Lang Bai standing not far from him, holding on to the door frame, staring blankly at the corpse lying on the ground inside the door.He just looked at it like this for a while, took a breath slowly, let go of the door frame, stood up straight, then turned his head and lightly ordered the servant: "Father's tea has been poured, go and pour another cup."

When he said this, apart from his pale face, his expression and tone were extremely calm.Then he seemed to see Yuan Xiao, and added: "—Pour one more cup of tea, so as not to surprise my elder brother."

The servant was stunned and remained motionless for a while.

Lang Bai suddenly shouted sharply: "Are you stupid? Hurry up!"

The delicate and cowardly young master of the Yuan family had never spoken so harshly before. The servant seemed startled by the yelling, and suddenly exclaimed, "Yes... yes! Master!" Then he turned around and ran, and within half a minute he would use On a small tea tray, two bowls of Huang Ya were poured tremblingly.

Lang Bai took the tea tray, put one bowl on the tea table by Yuan Xiao's hand first, and then took the rest of the bowl, walked steadily into the door, walked past the still warm corpse, and came to the door. In front of Yuan Cheng.

Yuan Cheng seemed a little surprised, but also stared at his beautiful little son with great interest.Lang Bai handed him the tea bowl, his fingertips were slightly discolored due to excessive force, but his fingers were steady without any trembling.

There was blood everywhere.He stood in the blood, white shirt, black pants, his skin became whiter, like a little beauty made of ice and snow.

Yuan Cheng suddenly felt that his son was really interesting.

He thought his youngest son was a delicate little white flower bone, which had to be carefully cared for, raised and coaxed in the greenhouse.Who knew that this bone flower would bloom a little one day, and inside it was a blood-red rose with thorns.

It was beyond Yuan Cheng's expectation.