Rarely affectionate

Time flies to autumn, and Yuan Cheng's 39th birthday is approaching.

In an ordinary family, the father's birthday may be spent with the children. The family sits at the table with cakes and gifts, sings birthday songs, and enjoys a warm evening happily.

But in Yuan Cheng's view, that was a waste of time.He has a lot of important things to consider. The invitation list for his birthday party can be called a collection list of various forces in the arms industry. This list is clearly marked, and it will only be settled after the fall of the next year.

This year's birthday party was handed over by Yuan Cheng to Yuan Xiao to organize.When the eldest son grows up, it's time to work.

On the afternoon of the banquet, the gate of the vast garden of the Yuan family opened slowly, and the guests from afar sat in the black carriages and slowly drove into the majestic main house of the Yuan family.All visitors went through two metal inspections at the gate, and except for the ladies' luxurious gold and silver jewelry, no metal products could be brought into Yuan's house.

Yuan Xiao personally led people to welcome the distinguished guests in the hall.The band plays on a small indoor stage, the huge crystal chandelier looks like stars in the night sky, and the marble floor is so bright that it looks like a diamond facet magnified countless times from a distance.

Yuan Cheng stood in front of the surveillance platform in the background, and in front of his eyes were sixteen small surveillance screens four by four, displaying all corners of the hall from multiple angles and directions, not letting even an ant go unnoticed.

From here, not only can you monitor every guest, but you can also see Yuan Xiao's every move.To be honest, Yuan Cheng was a little curious about the prince's performance.

The old butler answered the phone, then walked over quickly: "Mr. Yuan."

"how?"

"Bai Shao called you on the internal line."

Yuan Cheng answered the phone, "Ah Bai?"

"Dad, it's me! I'll be waiting for you upstairs in the lobby, come here for a while?"

The aged butler coughed and said in a low voice: "Mr. Yuan, the young master sent someone to invite you just now, and the formal banquet is about to begin...Priority, Mr. Yuan!"

Lang Bai seemed to hear something on the phone: "Dad?"

"Hey, wait for me there first, I'll go up later."

Lang Bai seemed to want to say something more, but before he could speak, Yuan Cheng emphasized his tone: "Abai, be obedient."

Lang Bai was silent for a while, "...Yes." Then he hung up the phone gently.

Yuan Cheng's 39th birthday dinner was divided into several parts, the opening speech, cutting the cake, talks with several suppliers and government officials who worked closely with the Yuan family, and then meeting with several families who have served the Yuan family for generations, and finally After announcing several important development plans for the coming year, they had dinner together in a peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing, and finally Yuan Xiao came forward to send the guests away.

Yuan Cheng originally planned to go upstairs to find his youngest son after delivering his speech, but after all, it was the first time for Yuan Xiao to host such an important event, so he was inevitably in a hurry and did not figure out a few subtle procedures.After Yuan Cheng finished his speech, he originally had a few minutes to spare, but a small mistake happened this year. As soon as he stepped off the stage, he was immediately dragged away by several important government officials for a drink.

Compared with the birthday gift of his 14-year-old son, such an important occasion for the Yuan family can be distinguished at a glance.Yuan Cheng originally remembered that Lang Bai was waiting for him upstairs, but he forgot when he got busy.

Except for him, no one in the Yuan family could think of that illegitimate young master at such a time.Lang Bai was not recorded in the family tree of the Yuan family, and he was not even given the surname Yuan.

Everyone knows that Yuan Cheng usually dotes on him, but in the Yuan family's formal occasions, his presence or absence does not affect the overall situation.

The dinner party lasted until late at night.The last guest finally left the gate of Yuan's house, Yuan Zou.

Tear off the tie: "Damn, I'm exhausted."

Yuan Cheng nodded in approval, then turned his head and prepared to go back to rest.

Suddenly he made a jerk.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Where's your brother?" Yuan Cheng's voice seemed tense, "Where's Ah Bai?"

Yuan Zhen was taken aback for a moment: "...Huh? Where's Ah, where's Ah Bai?" He turned his head and asked his subordinates loudly, "Where is our Young Master Bai?"

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Cheng walked out, leaving all the subordinates who were running towards him far behind.He ran up the stairs in three steps at a time. This famous arms godfather had never run so fast. If someone saw him at this time, he would be surprised and think he was dreaming.

Outside the door of the vast concert hall on the second floor, the moonlight shines on the marble columns of the stairs, shining a pure light.The heavy and soft melody of the piano echoed in the corridor, just like the gentle waves caressing the beach under the moonlight.

Yuan Cheng couldn't help but lighten his steps, walked forward following the sound of the piano, and slowly pushed open the door of the concert hall.

The lights in the hall were not turned on, and Yuehua coated the piano with a circle of soft light.Lang Bai sat in front of the piano, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with his head tilted slightly. When he heard Yuan Cheng's door pushing, he raised his head and gave him a slight smile.

Behind him, the huge moon slowly moved over the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the fragrance of water lilies in the garden in the middle of the night was gently blowing through the air with the night wind, like a gentle and sweet dream.

Yuan Cheng walked behind Lang Bai, and put his hands lightly on the young man's thin and graceful shoulders.

"MARIAGED'AMOUR", a dream wedding. 1976 Paul ?Seneville for the pianist Richard ?One of the piano pieces written by Clayderman, the tune is soft and heavy, full of the composer's sincere blessing and love.

Lang Bai pressed the last note and took a deep breath.

"Happy birthday, Dad."

Yuan Cheng stared at his 14-year-old child and opened his mouth, as if something was blocked in his throat.He had a lot to say, but he couldn't say a single word.

"Do you like it, Dad?"

Yuan Cheng closed his eyes, then smiled briefly, "...Ah Bai, do you know a story hidden behind this song?"

Lang Bai shook his head, "Story?"

"Yes. It said that an ordinary 14-year-old boy fell in love with the princess, but the love was hopeless, so he left the country far away. Six years later, when he returned to his hometown again, he saw the street The lights are on and everyone is beaming. The princess of this country is about to marry the prince of a neighboring country."

"The young man felt very sad. He stood in the crowd, looked at the princess from a distance, and watched the prince take her hand and lead her step by step through the crowd towards the direction of the castle. When they walked in front of him, The eyes of the princess accidentally met the young man. At this moment, the young man rushed out of the crowd, rushed towards the princess, and opened his arms to block the princess."

"The crowd was in an uproar, and the guards drew their swords, but at this moment, an arrow flew over from the crowd on the opposite side, piercing through the young man standing in front of the princess."

"The youth said to the princess: 'Don't be afraid, I will protect you.' Then he fell."

Lang Bai took a low breath and covered his mouth.

"The youth fell into the arms of the princess, the princess was wearing a wedding dress, and the angel sent them a song of blessing. Everything was like a wedding in a dream. This is the origin of the song "Dream Wedding"."

Yuan Cheng gently pulled Lang Bai's hand covering his mouth, half kneeling on the edge of the piano bench.His eyes could not be seen clearly in the shadows, only his voice was as mellow as wine, echoing low in the air.

"I like this gift very much. Ah Bai, Dad will protect you. No matter what happens in the future, you will remember this sentence."

He reached out and pressed Lang Bai's head down, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly, his movements were gentle and could not be refused.

"Daddy loves you."

(2)

Winter went to spring, and when summer just arrived, Yuan Zai's cousin Wang Jiadong came back from studying in the United States.

Although Yuan Zou's grandfather, the Wang family, did not have the power and power accumulated by the Yuan family for a hundred years, they were still well-known.Wang Jiadong has a relatively large background. His father is the only elder brother of Yuan Xiao's mother who died young, and he himself is the eldest grandson of the Wang family.Just by looking at his name, you can tell how much the Wang family expects from him.

Wang Jiadong caused a disaster in Hong Kong in his early years.He had an affair with the underage daughter of a police inspector, and the girl was so devoted to him that he slipped away when she was done playing.It didn't matter this time, the little girl had a big belly, and the inspector hated him so much that he almost killed him with a gun.

The Wang family belonged to the underworld, no matter how powerful this kind of family was, they were still afraid of the police in the final analysis.Even if a supervisor can't do anything to the Wang family, if such an enemy is left behind, the family's development will be restricted in every way in the future - such a shameful humiliation, they must be thinking of killing you.

Wang Jiadong's father, who was also Yuan Zou's uncle, managed to secretly ask Yuan Zou, who is known as the "Prince" of the underworld, to deal with him up and down with generous gifts, and finally beat his son for thirty years in front of the inspector. Big board, it was hard to get this matter over.Wang Jiadong was beaten so badly that he nearly broke a leg. He lay on the bed for three months, and was sent to the United States by his father on a plane ticket just after he got off the ground.

Although Wang Jiadong is flamboyant and lacklustre, he is still good at studying.He stayed in the United States for a few years, had Dr. Yang's gold plated, and then returned to Hong Kong leisurely.

Yuan Xiao had a good relationship with his uncle and cousin, so he specially set up a family banquet for Wang Jiadong to wash away the dust.

This reception banquet was designed to cater to Wang Jiadong's taste, with fine wine, delicious food and beauties, a row of young girls smiling like flowers, Yingyingyanyan was so lively.Wang Jiadong patted Yuan Xiao on the shoulder vigorously, and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, you still understand me!"

"Come on, you," Yuan Zhen said while pouring wine, "The Wang family is so big, so I just spoil you, and you can't do anything about it."

"You don't know that. The old man looks at me like a prisoner. There is no freedom in the United States. Hong Kong has been open for so many years, why do I still live in the old society?" Wang Jiadong casually referred to the beauty. Crystal Grape from here, "——If you talk about freedom, who can compare to you, the prince? You recruit so many women at home in broad daylight, and Mr. Yuan pretends not to see it."

"What are you pretending not to see? My father is not at home today!"

"Oh, you are the only master left in the Yuan family?"

"How is it possible." Yuan Xiao stuffed the wine glass to the enthusiastic Wang Jiadong, "Be careful and don't make too much noise. My brother is not feeling well today, and he is sleeping in the room."

Wang Jiadong gulped out his wine: "What, you actually have a younger brother? —Birthed by Mr. Yuan?"

Yuan Xiao curled his lips, "I've done the DNA test three times, it's absolutely true. I'm fourteen or five years old this year, and I look like a flower. My father is so distressed that he takes it with him all day long, and sleeps with him at night." It's a bed. But it's a pity that his mother doesn't have a good reputation, otherwise why hasn't she recognized her ancestors and returned to her ancestors?"

Wang Jiadong opened his mouth wide and shook his head slowly: "It's too unexpected, isn't this just like a little prince... Speaking of which, your father still takes him to sleep with him? Fuck, Mr. Yuan doesn't seem to have any strange hobbies. Ya... Ouch!"

Yuan Hao kicked him hard in the stomach: "You want to be beaten by your father again? Be careful what you say in Yuan's house!"

Wang Jiadong probably also felt that his words were too absurd. He laughed loudly, poured a bowl full of wine, and clinked glasses with Yuan Xiao proudly: "Do it!"

With the way the brothers drink, it only takes a while to get drunk.

With the beauty in his bosom, surrounded by pearls and emerald greens, Wang Jiadong became drunk and his temples twitched in a short while.He staggered to the outside of the house to light a cigarette and smoked most of it before he felt a little better.

The afternoon wind blows through the courtyard, and the bluestone road winds forward, and there are large clusters of phalaenopsis blooming on the side of the road, which is as beautiful as an oil painting.Wang Jiadong wanted to blow the wind for a while, so he walked along the path.I saw that the Phalaenopsis and rose bushes on the side of the road were gradually thinning out. After walking about 200 meters, the Qingshizi Road suddenly came to an end. Inside is another wide courtyard.

On a whim, Wang Jiadong walked up the steps and pushed open the carved bronze door.

Afterwards, he thought of his stupid curiosity at that time, and he almost regretted it.

No one told him that the carved bronze door was actually the back door leading to the main house of the Yuan family, and the most terrifying head of the Yuan family—Yuan Cheng—was obviously living in the main house.

Of course Yuan Cheng would not live in the same building with his adult son.In his magnificent palace-style villa, only his delicate young son lives, and he takes himself away.

Wang Jiadong stood on the well-manicured grassland, looking at the lush deciduous trees on both sides of the road, he seemed to hear the sound of dripping water in a trance.

If he restrained his curiosity a little at this moment, and then turned around and went back the same way, then all the bad things would not happen later.

But Wang Jiadong, if he knew a little bit of restraint, he wouldn't have made such a thing about the adults inspecting his daughter's stomach back then.After doing such dangerous and exciting things, what is a mere trespassing in a private house?

Wang Jiadong pushed aside the bushes with pink flowers in full bloom, and the sound of water suddenly appeared in his ears.He turned his head and saw a pool of lotus flowers blooming in the depths of the trees in the courtyard, shining a little bit in the afternoon sunlight.A young man was sitting on a marble pedestal by the pool, his whole body was dripping wet, and he was wrapped in a large white towel. His entire shoulders, arms, thighs and ankles were all exposed to the sun, so white that people couldn't take their eyes off .

He may have just climbed up from the pool, his hair is soaked, and water trickles down his neck.Wang Jiadong swallowed his saliva involuntarily, he could almost imagine the water droplets slipping into the towel, flowing down the young man's thin and beautiful back, flowing over the delicate shoulder blades, and then to the back, to the waist, and even further down... …

The wine he drank just now seemed to be steaming in his brain, making his whole body hot, as if being burned by an unknown fire.A secret excitement quickly ignited from the nerve endings, engulfing his whole body in an instant.

Lang Bai had one foot submerged in the water and the other on his knee.The hot sun made him very relaxed, and he even planned to sit like this and let the sun slowly dry the water droplets on his body.

In such a leisurely and warm afternoon, the breeze blows the fragrance of lotus.If it wasn't for the sound of someone stepping on dead branches behind him, maybe he would have leaned here to sleep.

Lang Bai turned his head, his expression somewhat lazy and impatient.

"Who is there?"

Wang Jiadong walked to the pool and stood behind Lang Bai.They were very close to each other, Wang Jiadong tried his best to restrain himself for a long time, then finally gave up his efforts in the face of the huge temptation, and then put his hand on Lang Bai's bare shoulder.

Lang Bai stared at the hand on his shoulder with a strange expression, "... who are you?"

"I..." Wang Jiadong opened his mouth, "I, I am..."

"Come on!" Lang Bai obviously had no patience to tangle with a strange and stuttering stranger, "Come—oh!"

In a panic, Wang Jiadong covered his mouth and pressed him on the marble base.Lang Bai was a little confused, he struggled reflexively, Wang Jiadong pressed close to his ear and tried to comfort him: "Shh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you...I won't."

But it's a pity, no matter how sincerely he said, Lang Bai almost spit out the alcohol smell all over his body.

"Come—" Before Lang Bai could finish his sentence, Wang Jiadong lowered his head and kissed him fervently, forcing him to swallow back his screaming voice.