Abusive literary scum attack from the good

It was the first time for Kan Yuancheng to walk into the gate of the Yin family, and he carefully looked at the whole garden.

There are lush forests and bamboos, small bridges and flowing water, well-arranged rockeries, and an exquisite and elegant viewing pavilion.Every scene has been meticulously attended to by professionals, striving for tranquility and comfort.

And the interior of the villa is different from the style in the garden.

Very warm, very homely, full of fireworks.

There are gadgets everywhere.

For example, kites and wooden horses with a sense of time, such as the unique shape of the wall lamps at the corners of each aisle, with a certain kind of ethnic characteristics, it seems to be a collection collected from all over the world.

There is also a room full of toy cars and airplane models from different eras.

All of them show the status of little curly hair in the hearts of parents.

"The three rooms here, uh... are all toys that I have played with since I was a child, and many of them were made by my father." Yin Quan blushed and touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he was full of pride in his words .

He only opened one of them, and then quickly dragged Kan Yuancheng out of the house, "This embroidery picture was collected when we went to Miao Village, isn't it beautiful?"

Kan Yuan looked in the direction his finger pointed.

Miao embroidery is not as lifelike as Shu embroidery, but exaggerated in shape, diverse in combination, full of changes, and dense and dense.

The colors are bright and colorful.

Abstract mountains and river valleys, cattle symbolizing strength, and rivers and streams like geometric lines...

"Aunt is a person who loves life."

Seeing the details, this is a woman who lives a delicate life but is not too "noble". She loves everything in life, and she does not hesitate to show it to everyone, so there is her shadow everywhere in this family.

Kan Yuancheng couldn't help trying to figure out her intentions with his so dark thoughts that he couldn't see the edge.

Think about whether she did this to pave the way for the little curly hair.

After all, Yin Wentao is young and powerful, and he is one of the richest people in Nancheng.Power and wealth are alluring eyes, and an eighty-year-old man can still win the hearts of eighteen girls, and have a love affair with grandchildren that will last forever.

What's more, Yin Wentao is well maintained. When he was young, he was also a tough and handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes.Judging by his appearance, he is only in his early forties now, and his success in his career has given him a mature charm that Xiao Xianrou doesn't have.

And the only son was weak because of heart disease.

If someone gets his blue eyes and spends more effort to give birth to a son and a half...

Such conditions will definitely attract mad bees and butterflies to flock here.

This is a real succession to the throne.

But after Yin Wentao was widowed, he really kept his heart and asceticism, except for the company, he just went home to see his son.

While Kan Yuancheng felt that Yin Wentao was able to defend himself, he also really admired this Mrs. Yin from the bottom of his heart.

Just imagine that there are shadows of loved ones everywhere at home, and those happy and sad emotions are always there and lingering.Don't you want to be immersed in the deep affection of the past every day, how can you get out of your mind to see the vast world and all kinds of beauties?

Yin Quan pouted, curious: "How do you know this is my mother's preference?"

Kan Yuan smiled lightly.

"Guess."

Yin Wentao has a rough and tough appearance. He may have talents that are different from ordinary people in his career, but he is not such a meticulous person in life.

And the little curly hair...

So stupid!

Kan Yuancheng is occasionally confused.

Because of the novel, he preconceived that the little curly hair is a poor little man who was deceived and lived in gossip.

But his intuition told him that the facts were different from what he believed.

At least, if it has to be worse than "miserable".

One is in the sky and the other is on the ground, there is no contrast at all.

Yin Quan pursed his lips, dissatisfied with his answer.

"Can't it be me?"

He is also a top student at CAFA. In terms of art appreciation, he is not as good as his mother, but he is not far behind.

Kan Yuan was startled, the corners of his eyes twitched, his lips curled up slightly, and the arc became wider and wider from a reserved one.

He has a classic appearance, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and the brow bones are superior and deep.When not smiling, he looks cold and alienated, and a little fierce.With this smile, the sharp-edged outline suddenly became extremely soft, like the melting of thousands of years of ice in an instant, bringing revived spring, and the big wolf dog immediately turned into a little milk dog.

Yin Quan was amazed.

The heart was beating rapidly.

Puff, puff, puff...

I knew that he had a superior appearance, but at this moment, my heart was still hit by a bright and free smile.

The amber cat's eyes also bent.

The lovely dimples are rippling.

Can't help but say: "Yuancheng, you look so pretty when you smile. It's like...the brightest star in the sky, even the full moon can't compete with you for glory."

In those clear and crystal eyes.

Kan Yuancheng saw his own reflection.

Under the thick black eyebrows, the eyes are as gentle as the moonlight, shining with tiny fragments of light, twinkling, shining brightly, joy and ecstasy come out from the heart, entrenched in the eyes, it is difficult to hide.

Let him have a kind, he is unique and indispensable.

Kan Yuan was in a trance, and his ears felt a little hot.

The heat intensifies, and then climbs up the face.

Realizing that he had traces of being bewitched again, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly dragged back the thoughts that had run loose.

"Exaggerated!" It was too blunt and rude, without any hint of subtlety.

Don't think that if you praise him to the sky, he will feel guilty and treat him well.

Humph.

I felt so disgusted in my heart, but the movement of pushing the wheelchair subconsciously became a little lighter.

Yin Quan was taken aback.

He vaguely sensed Kan Yuancheng's awkwardness.

Eye tails raised slightly, he stretched out his hand to cover the back of Kan Yuancheng's hand pushing the wheelchair, scratched him with his little finger, pretended to be sad and said: "Do you not like others praising you, or do you not like me praising you?"

The thin boy lowered his head in frustration.

Surrounded by disappointment.

His fingers were restlessly digging at the back of his hand, his ears were turned sideways, his back was straightened, and he was nervously waiting for his answer.

Kan Yuan turned his eyes away.

Inexplicably guilty and short of breath.

He cleared his throat, coughed twice, and said in a rough voice: "What stars and moons? These are all words to deceive ignorant girls. Men don't say this." Seeing his head lower and lower, Kan Yuancheng's heart skipped a beat. After a moment, his lips bald, and he blurted out: "I... I'm just not used to it, and it's not against you, really."

No one has ever praised him so unreservedly in front of his face.

Even if it was only an extremely superficial exaggeration of his appearance.

Logically, Kan Yuancheng should have some conflicts in his heart.

He has always felt that whether a man is popular or not should not be judged by his appearance, but his ability.If others treat him with tolerance and preferential treatment because he is good-looking, not only will he not feel happy, but it will breed anger and dissatisfaction.

But the strange thing is that the little curly hair also stepped on the thunder.

He didn't feel anything, but a secret sense of complacency.Suddenly, a male peacock that opened its tail wantonly flashed in his mind, and after attracting the attention of other peacocks, he held his head high and looked complacent.

Kan Yuan's face turned dark instantly.

Secretly cast aside his lack of willpower.

He thought, maybe it was because of guilt that he was so tolerant of the little curly hair?

Yin Quan didn't know that his psychological process was as twists and turns as the Yellow River, with nine twists and eighteen bends.

It was found that his tone had weakened and he was in a state of retreat.

Immediately regaining his fighting spirit, he frantically tried on the verge of offending the opponent.

"Then...is it happiness?"

Kan Yuancheng paused, gave up resistance, and nodded expressionlessly.

I muttered in my heart, maybe I went to Shuzhong to learn the face-changing technique?One second he was downcast, and the next second he was very lively.

He seriously suspected that he had been tricked.

But after thinking about it, Xiao Curly has the ability to trick him, so how could he end up with his father's death, his company being robbed, and himself being pissed off, leaving a little brat alone and helpless?

Could it be that he is not as dignified as the original owner?

That must be impossible.

Boss Kan refused to admit that he was not as good as Phoenix Man, not at all!

"I'll take you to the backyard to have a look. I raised the bluegrass, my mother raised a few peonies, and as for my father, hahaha, the spring feathers are his..."

Kan Yuancheng pushed the wheelchair.

Following his instructions, he pushed people around the corridor behind the house, passed a small artificial lake, and saw a flower field surrounded by bamboo fences.

On the three adjacent lands of less than [-] square meters, there are different styles of plants distributed. The spring feathers are lush and green, and they are strongly sandwiched between the orchid grass, the White Snow Tower, and the Qinglong Womo Pond.

On the side of the path paved with bluestone slabs, there are three rough-carved wooden signs, which say father, mother, and Yaoer.

Especially the piece that says "Yaoer", the font is crooked, and there is also a broken up stickman engraved on the side.

Kindergarten level, it looks like curly hair made by himself.

Yin Quan turned his head and saw Kan Yuancheng's eyes resting on the wooden sign, he was embarrassed for a moment, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and he quickly explained: "It was done when I was seven years old. I didn't have enough strength, so the effect is not good. Well, the words I write now are not like this..."

He has congenital heart disease, and his health has been poor since he was a child, which broke his parents' hearts.

When other children were in kindergarten or elementary school, and had playmates, he was always alone.

He can't jump up and down like ordinary children, and other parents are afraid that their children will play with him.If something goes wrong, I can't take responsibility.Therefore, the young Yin Quan could not make close friends, and his world was nothing but his family.

But at that time, he was longing for the outside world, and was not satisfied with everything he had.

It's hard for him not to be envious when he sees other children playing on slides and climbing up and down. He wants to play the same toys and games as everyone else.

Once, I couldn't hold back, and secretly followed Yuanyuan, playing hide-and-seek with everyone.After running for a while, he fainted and almost frightened the teachers and classmates in the kindergarten.

Later, Yinshang Group grew bigger and bigger.

They moved to Purple Mountain.

My mother specially reserved a piece of land in the yard for him to learn how to grow flowers and grass, and to be friends with plants. It also tempered his temper. He was afraid that he would be bored playing alone, and he would drag his clumsy father to raise him together.

Then the mother and son laughed at the father's clumsiness, he could command thousands of employees of the group, but he couldn't handle a spring feather...

Thinking of his mother, Yin Quan was a little dazed, his eyes suddenly softened.

Then, the lax and soft gaze became firm again.

The word Yin and Shang must never change hands.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with love and trust: "Can you help me raise them? Yuancheng, you are so powerful that nothing can stop you. You must be better than me."

Kan Yuancheng's mind went blank for a moment: "...um."

Wait, what am I here for today?

The author has something to say: Circle: Today is another day of trying to domesticate.

Kan Zha: What?You say I don't know how to grow grass?That's not okay, I can do everything, I must!