Father-Son Contract [Rebirth]

When He Shan saw the item, his mood also fluctuated slightly. The people below broke through the proxy IP of the other party, and finally found the sender's address, which was actually around the Si family. Thinking about the current situation of the Si family, He Shan I have to suspect that this incident has something to do with Si Shao Zong Si Shaofan.

"Shaohui, what do you think about this?"

Si Shaohui on the other side of the camera frowned. He didn't want this matter to have anything to do with his two younger brothers. Although Shao Zong has a cold temper, he won't harm anyone. Shao Fan...

Thinking of Shaofan, Si Shaohui frowned even tighter. Shaofan and the Si family were not related by blood. Shaofan, who had been identified as evidence of his father's cheating since entering the Si family, was actually his father's adopted child.

At that time, Si Shaohui was already sensible, and the family affairs were more or less clear. He had no hostility or interest in this younger brother who suddenly appeared. But Shaozong was different. The cold-faced Shaozong liked this child very much, even more than himself. This dear brother.Later, he went to a boarding school outside, and when he returned to Si's house, Si Shaofan had become Shaozong's little follower.

At first, he was curious about how Shaozong subdued Shaofan, but gradually, he could see something in Shaofan's eyes.

Such vague and taboo feelings made Si Shaohui more and more worried.

"Shaohui?" He Shan softly switched back to Si Shaohui who was in a daze, "No matter which of the two of them did it, it indicates their relationship with Jinmen, and it must be dealt with as soon as possible."

Si Shaohui sighed softly, "...I know"

"What do you mean?"

"Find out who Si Shaofan has been with recently, and," after a pause, continued, "Find out Si Shaofan's life experience"

He Shan's eyebrows relaxed for a moment, and he probably guessed that this incident must have something to do with Si Shaofan.

After finishing the call, He Shan picked up the cold coffee next to him and drank it, the cold liquid slid down his throat and flowed into his internal organs.The secretary stood aside and looked at him secretly. Every time, after the young master left, the husband was like this, drinking cold coffee and working in the cold.Such a person is so meticulous that even the ends of his hair are attached to his head, like a machine that operates precisely, without emotion, without temperature, and repeats the things in his hands mechanically.

Only when the young master came, he would show his usual expression, sometimes it was just because of distress, but even this made the secretary feel that the husband was still alive.

With a bang, the office phone rang, and the secretary saw the change in He Shan's calm expression, and his first reaction was that something happened to the young master.

"gentlemen?"

"fine"

He Shan hung up the phone, got up and got dressed, "You stay here and finish these things"

"it is good"

The secretary saw that He Shan's footsteps had lost the calmness of the past, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear a slightly rapid breathing sound, the husband must be in a hurry.

In Pingshan Hospital, Gus was frowning and screaming, his fluent French was occasionally mixed with curse words, and he kept spitting out from his beautiful lips, driving the doctor half to death until he saw the doctor outside the glass door. When he saw the man, Gass suddenly changed his aggressive style just now, drooping his brows, his eyes were filled with moisture, he covered his wound and frowned and shouted, "It hurts so much..."

"Mr. He, are you here?"

He Shanchong nodded to the doctor, and the doctor said, "Master is fine, but his legs and arms are injured, and he may need someone to take care of him during this time, just rest for two months."

He Shan looked seriously at Gais behind the glass door. His hair grew a little, his clothes were a little dirty, and there was medicine on the scratched part of his face. When he looked at him, he blinked his eyes, as if there were tears.

When the doctor finally bandaged him up and sent him out, Ghaith, who was standing in front of He Shan again, grinned, "Dad, you finally came to me."

When Ghaith spoke, his eyes were still twinkling. He had the inherent romantic feelings of the French and the inherent sensitivity and passion of an artist, so he didn't understand what the stubborn and rigid He Shan was thinking.

He Shan gave him a cold look, snorted, turned and left.

Gus followed closely behind him, wanting to raise his hand to grab his sleeve, but it touched the wound, and he groaned unconsciously.

"Help the young master"

"Don't touch me!" Gas yelled, he raised his head and looked directly at He Shan, "Dad, I don't want them to touch me"

He Shan seemed to sigh inwardly, and took the hand from Gass, "Why did the car accident happen?"

Ghaith said with a smile, "I saw a car and thought it was Dad, Dad, I thought you were looking for me"

He Shan tightened his grip on Gaith's hand.

In an instant, Si Yu's tragic death appeared in front of his eyes. How could people like them have weaknesses.

"Dad, I want to eat Chinese food"

"Um"

"Dad, I want to eat dumpling dishes"

He Shan turned his head to look at him, and said indifferently, "Dumplings are a staple food, not a dish."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can eat with my father, I will be very happy."

When I went back in the evening, I specially ordered the kitchen to make dumplings, and made three kinds of fillings: leek egg, lotus vegetable meat, and mushroom meat. After cooking, I put them on the plate, and Gaisi only drools when he saw it.

His right hand was broken and his left hand was bruised, and he yelled crazily as soon as others approached, and he only wanted to stay in front of He Shan. Gaith knew in his heart that unless this was the case, he and He Shan would always be the most familiar strangers .

Looking at the dipping material in front of him, Gus shook his head, "Dad, the doctor said I can't eat spicy food."

"It's vinegar"

"Oh, the doctor said I can't be jealous either"

What Gus said was inexplicable. He Shan knew that he was playing a boring word game again, so he ignored him. He picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. Gus chewed it while laughing, and the juice came out of it. The corner of his mouth slipped out, and then he raised his face and asked He Shan to wipe it for him.

"Dad, I still want to eat that"

Gus said and opened his mouth again, his eyes were very agile, his blue eyes blinked, and his golden brown hair was a little messy sticking to his face. After eating, Gus lay on his side on the sofa to rest, " Dad, my hair is long, I feel so uncomfortable"

He Shan still remembers the last time the two of them almost quarreled over the matter of growing their hair, "Let the barber cut it for you later"

"No! I don't want it!" Ghaith leaned towards He Shan again, "Dad, help me cut it, I will be very good."

He Shan glanced at him and nodded.

Ghaith laughed grinningly, because he was too full to eat, he could only lie on the sofa with his left hand stroking his belly, unwilling to move, and finally fell asleep just like that.

When he woke up again, he was lying on He Shan's clothes, his clothes had been changed, and even his hair had been cut short. The corners of Gasth's mouth could not help but rise, and he buried his head into He Shan's pillow After taking a deep breath, he knew that this man couldn't let him go.

"Wake up?"

"Dad!" Gus remembered that he realized that one of his legs was injured, and fell back on the bed with his teeth bared, calling softly, "Dad, did you carry me up last night? You cut my hair Did you change the clothes for me?"

He Shan put the breakfast on the table and replied, "Yeah"

Gus felt as if he was about to suffocate with happiness.

"Father, how long will it take for the injury the doctor said?"

"two months"

"Ah, so fast..."

"..."

Si Shaohui caressed the immature face of the boy in the photo, with a gentle smile on the slightly raised corner of his mouth. From before, Si Yu was a gentle child, facing his own abandonment, facing a lonely life abroad , Never complained, maybe he did, but he didn't tell himself that's all.

Si Shaohui knew this child hated him very early on, and he didn't even call him his father until the end.

"Xiaoyu..."

"dad"

When Shen Ao pushed the door and came in, he only saw Si Shaohui's gloomy face for a moment, standing at the door he could only be embarrassed and didn't know how to advance or retreat.Seeing his hurt expression, Si Shaohui put away the photo and said, "Come in."

"Yeah..." Shen Ao found a corner of the sofa and sat down.

Si Shaohui saw him playing with his mobile phone, and remembered that he joined the film crew today and took a photo with others, "How do you feel about filming today?"

“It went well”

"Um"

Shen Ao could tell that Si Shaohui was not in a good mood, and when he was about to get home, he called him over, obviously he had something to say, "Is there anything you want me to do?"

Si Shaohui nodded, "I have something to tell you."

Seeing his serious expression, Shen Ao also became alert, "Did something happen...?"