My rival won't let me fall in love early! !

Yuan Rong slammed the bedroom door, carried the mobile phone to the living room on the first floor, and moved quickly, fearing that Yuan Qingzhuo would catch up from behind.

He turned on the TV and randomly found a station to place an advertisement, then took out an orange from the fruit plate on the coffee table and peeled it, and replied to the messages sent by his classmates while eating.

Yuan Qingzhuo didn't come down the stairs until he had dinner. He was wearing pajamas of the same color as Yuan Rong's, his hair was half dry and half wet, and he looked like he had just taken a shower.

Yuan's father and mother kept serving food on the table, seeing this, Yuan Qingzhuo also rolled up his sleeves to help, not long after, Yuan's mother took off her apron and called out at the kitchen door: "Where is Yuan Rong, why is there no sign? Come and help mom set the table."

The TV in the living room was very loud, Yuan Rong didn't seem to hear it, and was still watching intently in the middle of the sofa.

"Mom, don't call him, let me do it," Yuan Qingzhuo put the soup cup on the table, and walked past her to the kitchen cabinet at the door, "Rongrong is just on vacation, let him rest first."

Yuan's mother put on a straight face and said disapprovingly: "You are the most used to him in our family. Yuan Rong will go to college by the end of the year, and he will start a family in the future. How can he take care of others like this? Your father and I don't expect He has taken care of us, but at least he has to learn to help his wife with housework, otherwise which girl in Shicheng will marry him in the future?"

Yuan Qingzhuo opened the transparent cabinet, took out a few porcelain plates, and slightly curled his lips: "Rongrong is only eighteen this year, and you have already planned for him to be 28. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a family by then, I can raise him. "

Yuan's mother thought that she was joking when she said this sentence. She stared at Yuan Qingzhuo's tall and straight figure standing in front of the dining table, and said with a smile: "How can this be done? It's okay for him to live on you all his life? Your father often talks to you. I said, for a late-blooming child like him, he wants to start a family earlier, and when he has a family, he will grow up, and then you can worry less."

Yuan Qingzhuo paused for a moment with his hands arranging the plate, but did not answer.

At this time, an annoyed voice suddenly came: "Mom, what are you talking about me again?"

Yuan Rong walked quickly into the kitchen to wash his hands, followed Yuan's father to pull a chair at the dining table and sat down: "Eat and eat, don't talk about me."

Yuan's mother poked his forehead: "You little bastard." After finishing speaking, she pulled a chair beside Yuan's father and sat down.

At the dinner table, she asked again; "Have you read all the gifts your brother brought you? Why don't you say thank you brother."

Yuan Rong, who was drinking soup, froze for a moment, and blinked in confusion.

what gift?

He reacted for a few seconds, and then remembered that he was sent upstairs by his mother before dinner to find Yuan Qingzhuo to get a gift, so he faltered and replied: "We have been talking upstairs just now, and I didn't have time to see it." Brother, what did you give away?"

He also wanted to know what kind of gift could make his mother miss him so much.

Yuan Qingzhuo sat opposite him, and stopped his chopsticks when he heard the words: "Before you take it apart, you must maintain a sense of mystery, and you will know when you see it with your own eyes."

"Tch, playing mystery?" Yuan Rong said with a half-smile, "Then I can guess what it is."

As for why Yuan Qingzhuo gave him a gift, he could think on his knees.

It's not all because he just celebrated his birthday not long ago.It stands to reason that this kind of grown-up life should be more solemn, but that day happened to be in time to take the city's unified examination, and there was no time, so Yuan Rong temporarily made an appointment with his parents to retake the college entrance examination.

Yuan Qingzhuo had never been absent from his birthday in previous years, but the gift he gave was perfunctory and the same every year. This year, it was because he was abroad that he couldn't deliver it to Yuan Rong in time.

As for what kind of gift it is, it is neither unusual nor new: it is a watch.

Yuan Qingzhuo will give Yuan Rong a watch every year, and each watch is the most expensive brand and the latest style, which is equivalent to directly taking money to make up for his carelessness.However, Yuan Rong didn't have much expectations in this regard. After all, Yuan Qingzhuo had always had a bad attitude towards him. Can he still expect this cheap brother to suddenly pay attention?

Unexpectedly, Mama Yuan who was sitting diagonally opposite said, "This year is your birthday, Qingzhuo has not only prepared a watch, you will understand when you see it."

What does this mean?

Yuan Rong looked at Yuan Qingzhuo probingly. From this angle, he could just see his gentle smile. Those delicate and narrow eyes hinted at the light of expectation, and his expression was slightly nervous, as if because of meticulous care The surprise prepared by the younger brother was exposed in advance, as if cramped.

... If Shicheng wants to select an uncrowned actor, it must be Yuan Qingzhuo.

Yuan Rong suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, glanced at the large black watch on his wrist, and continued to eat.The following topics basically did not revolve around him, and the parents' attention was all on Yuan Qingzhuo.

At this time, Yuan's father poured a bowl of fish soup for the eldest son, and said hesitantly, "Qingzhuo, your mother has been calling our family recently, saying that she... wants to see you."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone at the dinner table raised their heads.

Yuan's father frowned, and continued: "She wanted to take you to Jiang's house and take you to Jiang Fu to confess your relatives, but I refused. But she still wants to see you very much. Of course, I still have to ask you about this matter." Views."

Hearing this, Yuan Rong clenched his chopsticks tightly, looked at his mother's expression quietly, and found that she did not show any obvious displeasure, and she no longer looked as unconfident as before, so her heart slowly sank back into her stomach.

The "mother" in Yuan's father's mouth refers to Yuan Qingzhuo's biological mother, whose surname is Xia, and Yuan Rong can't remember the exact name.

When he was still young, he didn't know much about the old affairs of Yuan's family. He only learned bits and pieces from his parents' conversations: when Yuan's father divorced because the company went bankrupt, Yuan Qingzhuo was awarded to his biological mother with relatively stable financial ability. The household registration was also written in the same notebook as that Ms. Xia, but at that time Yuan Qingzhuo's biological mother failed to take good care of him for various reasons, so Yuan's father was so angry that he seized the son and brought Yuan Qingzhuo back.

For so many years, Yuan Qingzhuo's biological mother had never thought of bringing him back to his current husband's house to recognize his relatives, but for some reason, she suddenly started thinking about it again.

But would the Jiang family recognize such an unrelated adopted son?Although this deal is not a loss - Yuan Qingzhuo has already grown up and is so outstanding among his peers, but he has a son born to his wife and other people, so he must feel at odds with each other more or less.

Yuan Rongshi chewed the rice in his mouth, not knowing whether he should have more pity for Yuan Qingzhuo or the one surnamed Jiang.

Regarding this matter, Yuan Qingzhuo didn't care about it. He smiled lightly and said, "Dad, you can leave this matter alone. I won't meet her, let alone recognize her as a mother. Hukou I'll think about it again."

"Okay, since you said you don't want to see her, I'll make it clear to her another day!" Yuan's father immediately gained confidence when he spoke.

Yuan Qingzhuo nodded, and said with a smile: "Actually, I also want to hear my parents' opinions on this matter. I don't know what my parents think. Could it be... Our battle lines are not unified, right?"

This sentence was said in a joking tone, but Yuan’s mother’s reaction was great. She dropped her chopsticks and glared at her eldest son angrily: “What are you talking about, kid? Could it be that you want to anger me on purpose? She is married to the emperor, and we will not sell you out for glory, this, is this something that people should do? What happened to the Jiang family, it doesn’t work if anyone comes!”

Yuan Qingzhuo immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand to comfort his mother beside him, leaned over and hugged her: "I knew that my parents would definitely not leave me alone."

Yuan's father also comforted his wife, and echoed: "Okay, Qingzhuo can only be named Yuan, not Jiang, and this matter cannot be changed!"

He has been unable to solve this problem for so many years, and he feels a little guilty towards his eldest son in his heart. After hearing Yuan Qingzhuo's clear statement, he seems to have taken a reassurance, so he doesn't worry about this issue.

After eating, Yuan's mother went to the kitchen to serve soup for the two children. Seeing Yuan Rong was dragging his feet while eating, they gave up the idea of ​​a family of four taking a walk together, leaving the two brothers behind and went out.

There was no adult in the house, Yuan Qingzhuo's gentle expression was also removed, and she went upstairs to make a phone call with a sinking face.

Yuan Rong is still eating.

While eating, a small black square box suddenly appeared on the tablecloth printed with yellow patterns.

Yuan Qingzhuo didn't know when to go back, pulled out the chair beside him and sat down, raised his eyebrows and said: "This is your watch, the other gifts are in my room, follow me to get them later."

Yuan Rong nodded indiscriminately and dealt with it twice: "Don't worry, didn't you see me eating?"

"You little bastard knows how to eat," Yuan Qingzhuo stretched out his straight long legs, folded his arms and inspected, "Why didn't you talk at the dinner table just now?"

"What do you want me to say?" Yuan Rong stuffed a scrambled egg into his mouth and replied vaguely, "It has nothing to do with me."

Yuan Qingzhuo pursed her thin lips: "What do you mean it has nothing to do with you, do you dare to say it again?"

His voice became low, which was the prelude to anger, Yuan Rong put down the bowl innocently: "My good brother, how did I offend you?"

It was Yuan Qingzhuo's mother who came to look for him, not Yuan Rong's. Of course, Yuan Rong's mother was here, so there was no need to look for him.

But this matter really has nothing to do with him!

Yuan Qingzhuo asked with a cold face: "You don't have any thoughts in your heart?"

After asking this sentence, he felt awkward and irritable, and his face became even uglier.

"I see, you want me to make a statement and express my opinion on this matter," Yuan Rong ate while testing Yuan Qingzhuo's reaction. He clasped his hands and made a New Year's greeting gesture, " Hmm... The Jiang family is a wealthy family in Shicheng, and your household registration is with Ms. Xia, so you can be regarded as the young master of a half wealthy family, what can I say——He Qing deserves a high position?"

Yuan Qingzhuo directly grabbed his wrist, gritted his teeth and said, "Yuan Rong."

"Hahaha are you angry? Don't, don't, let me go, Yuan Qingzhuo..."

Yuan Rong wanted to joke with him, but Yuan Qingzhuo was really angry. This time, he didn't give Yuan Rong a chance to run away. Exploring the sensitive/sensitive areas that are prone to itching, it didn't take long for Yuan Rong to be out of breath, laughing to the point of tears, and the two of them rolled onto the carpet beside the dining table together.

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang not far away, accompanied by a hasty knock on the door.

The two of them stopped at the same time and looked towards the door.

Mom and Dad came back from a walk so soon?Impossible, but it's so late, who else?

Yuan Rong hurriedly escaped from under Yuan Qingzhuo, tidied up the messy pajamas, turned around and warned, "I'll open the door, you are not allowed to play tricks on me behind my back."

He quickly stepped forward to open the door, a biting cold north wind blew into his loose neckline along the door, Yuan Rong couldn't help shivering.

I saw a tall boy in a white down jacket, wrapped like a Michelin tire man, standing at the door of his house, smiling very happily.

"Yuan Rong!"

When the young man saw him, his eyes lit up, and his cold sleeves wrapped around Yuan Rong's neck and pressed upwards.

"Don't take me in and sit down!"

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