Shao family.

Shao's father, Mrs. Shao, Brother Shao and all the uncles filled the dining room. Even the newly married man named Shu Yifan sat next to Brother Shao with a low eyebrow. When Shao Tingfeng and Shao Tingyu came back, they even

There were no seats, but the two of them were used to this kind of neglect, and their expressions remained as usual.

The servant lazily carried the chair and placed it at the door. Everyone knew what status this position represented.

Father Shao said with a stern face: "I'm late for the family dinner too. I don't understand the rules just like your mother."

There was a hint of anger in Shao Tingyu's eyes, but Shao Tingfeng was indifferent and sat down with a dull face.

This silent and useless look made Shao's father even more angry: "Don't you know the answer when I talk to you?"

"Okay." Mrs. Shao on the side caressed Father Shao's chest tenderly. The smiling lips she had made not long ago made her beautiful and charming. There are three ladies in the Shao family. She is the oldest, but she is very "amorous".

Despite her age, she has plump breasts, fat hips, and even wore a low-cut evening dress for the family dinner, making her the center of attention.

Shao's father was relieved a lot: "Fortunately, Si Hong lives up to his expectations, unlike this unfilial son who can't even say a word with a stick, and makes him feel depressed just looking at him!"

Shao Sihong hurriedly toasted: "Dad, don't be so angry that your body is not worth it - Xiaofeng, please stop causing trouble!"

He said, pulling Shu Yifan. Shu Yifan has been left out since he was caught last time with Qin Shenlun. Now he was suddenly cueed. How dare he not follow in his footsteps? Naturally, he responded softly and respectfully.

After drinking: "Dad."

The other uncles were not to be outdone and filled their cups with wine.

Satisfied with the praise, Shao's father temporarily stopped reprimanding the Shao siblings.

Shao Tingfeng watched them silently, with no trace of emotion in his eyes. The dishes on the table were exquisite, and the selected ingredients were extravagant and special that ordinary people could not buy, but he did not move a chopstick.

They were already so low-key, but there were still people who didn't want to let them go. Mrs. Shao held up her wine glass and waved it in front of Shao Tingyu: "Xiaoyu, you rarely go home since you got married. Mom, I miss you."

Come on, come and have a drink with mom?"

Shao Tingyu subconsciously touched her belly. Just when she was about to refuse, Shao Tingfeng stood up and took Mrs. Shao's wine glass without saying a word.

It would be okay if he drank it, but Shao Tingfeng's hand slipped and all the wine poured onto the stall.

This move is tantamount to poking a hornet's nest.

Shao's father was furious: "Shao Tingfeng! You are an unfilial son!"

Shao Tingfeng said coldly: "My sister has a bad drinking ability, my stepmother doesn't know, and my biological father doesn't know?"

When Shao's father heard the word "stepmother", it was like being hit in the head. His head was buzzing, and his breath was stuck in his throat. He had brought Mrs. Shao back to her by force. On the day she came to the door, her original wife walked out of the house in front of him.

He jumped off a building and died on the spot, which became a lifelong shadow. Even his children followed him with resentment and hatred, hating them for ruining his good mood.

When Shao Sihong saw that Shao's father had turned away, how could he not help find a place and immediately reprimanded: "If she doesn't drink, you won't drink for her?"

There was mockery in Shao Tingfeng's eyes.

A child who is a mistress, he doesn't even have a look in his eyes.

The other uncles could no longer stand it, and they all expressed their hatred: "Rebellion, rebellion, how could the Shao family have such two treacherous sons, who have no respect for their parents at all? If this upbringing spreads out, others will think that the Shao family is some kind of nouveau riche.

"

"Tingfeng is no longer young, and Tingyu is married. How long will the same troubles continue?"

"Without the Shao family, with your worthless appearance, you would end up on the street if you were thrown out!"

"I have no emotional intelligence at all. If the Shao family is handed over to you, I'm afraid the century-old foundation will be destroyed in your hands!"

From a trivial matter, through the actions of my uncles, it turned into a heinous principled error.

Shao Tingyu pursed her lips tightly and trembled slightly with anger. She wanted to tell a few words, but then she remembered that every time she did this in the past, she was punished even more severely by her family, so she had no choice but to loosen her clenched fists. She quietly tugged

He held Shao Tingfeng's hand and wanted to take him out for some air. Shao's father suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Shao Tingyu turned around, his eyes red: "What else does Dad want to say?"

Father Shao's eyes averted for a moment, but he still said in a deep voice: "You don't have to think about fighting for property with Si Hong if you are like this. My Shao family's foundation cannot be destroyed in your hands. I will return the equity tomorrow!"

As soon as these words came out, the uncles all fell silent and stared at them as if they were staring at a piece of fat.

Although Shao Tingyu was mentally prepared, when he actually heard the request from his father, he was still so sad that his palms trembled.

Shao Tingfeng patted his sister's hand calmly and replied coldly: "I understand."

Next, the uncle argued in front of them over the upcoming additional shares.

Although the Shao family is said to be a big business, after so many years of development, it has become bloated beyond its capacity, and the money distributed to each household is not as much as others imagined.

Shao Tingfeng watched them fight for a small profit that he had thrown away, and his face was red and his ears were red, and his eyes were full of ugliness.

"Let's go."

Shao Tingyu nodded, because she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach from being angry, so Shao Tingfeng helped her go to her old bedroom to rest. But she didn't expect that the moment she opened the door, both of them fell silent.

Their room was empty and covered with dust.

Even if they don't come back to live for a long time, there should still be servants to take care of them. Who would have thought that the Shao family would not even plan to leave this little room for them.

Shao Tingyu gritted his teeth: "Let's go."

Shao Tingfeng said "Yeah" and protected her into the car.

In the car, Shao Tingyu was obviously not feeling well. He kept stroking his belly and whispering soothing words. He didn't know whether to comfort himself or the little life in his belly.

Shao Tingfeng had never experienced anything like this before and was a little at a loss.

Shao Tingyu caught a glimpse of his nervous look and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry, it's just that the fetal movement is stronger. This is the first time I have such an obvious feeling."

"Fetal movement?" Shao Tingfeng was confused, what was that?

"You'll know when you become a father. Then you can't wait to lie on your wife's belly and listen to it every day." Shao Tingyu chuckled, laughing and wandering again, "It's a pity that your brother-in-law didn't feel it. When he was in seclusion,

The month is too young, and I don’t know when I will be able to finish my work and accompany me..."

Shao Tingyu talked about her daily life in Xuxu. Shao Tingfeng was puzzled, but he still listened patiently to her happy and long-winded chatter.

After a while, he whispered: "I'm not a father."

I don’t want to be trash like Father Shao.

Shao Tingyu: "Huh?"

Shao Tingfeng raised his eyes: "If I'm not a father, I'll be an uncle."

Shao Tingyu was stunned for a moment, understanding that he had a problem. But she was not in a hurry to enlighten her. She would not put pressure on her brother. She only said softly: "It's still early for you to be a father. Now you can practice as a brother-in-law."

Not bad."

Shao Tingfeng was rubbed by her so that her hair was all messy, so she changed the subject: "How is the progress with brother-in-law?"

"The progress is faster than planned," Shao Tingyu was very happy when he mentioned this. "It should be put into trial soon, and hopefully it will catch up with the anniversary launch of Cream TV! I'm afraid you will be busy in a while, big boss

!"

Shao Tingfeng said lightly "Yeah".

The car first stopped at Shao Tingyu's residence. She lived in an old apartment. Shao Tingfeng escorted her upstairs and watched her carefully cross the threshold. Although her belly was not big, she always subconsciously protected her.

abdomen.

Shao Tingfeng supported her, wondering if pregnant people were all so fragile and needed careful care.

Thinking about it this way, he felt even more terrified about his father's identity.

Shao Tingyu looked at the time and said, "It's already two o'clock when you return to school. Why don't you spend the night at my sister's place?"

Shao Tingfeng wanted to say yes, but a pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and he showed off his hotpot skills with a slight wink, and said that he would leave some food for him.

"...No," Shao Tingfeng whispered, "I have class tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to Shao Tingyu, Shao Tingfeng stepped on the accelerator and drove across most of the city to the school.

It was already half past two when we returned to the dormitory downstairs. The entire dormitory building was dark, with only scattered emergency lights on.

Shao Tingfeng looked up at a window on the 12th floor, feeling slightly disappointed in his heart.

What on earth was he expecting.

It was so late, how could that person wait for him to go back to eat hot pot?

There is no curfew at Snow College. He swiped his card blankly, pressed the elevator, and went upstairs. The corridor was quiet except for the slightest turning sound when the key was inserted.

As expected, there were no lights on in the dormitory, so it was completely dark.

Shao Tingfeng changed his shoes in the dark, walked through the entrance hall and walked into the living room. However, he stopped when he saw a little light in front of him.

There was a man lying on the sofa in the living room, his slender legs hanging on the small table and asleep. One of his hands was resting on his abdomen, and the other hand was loosely holding his mobile phone.

The phone screen is on, the only light source in the darkness.

Shao Tingfeng's breathing was slightly suffocated, and he unknowingly relaxed his steps. He slowly walked to the sofa and squatted down. Cheng Fei's sleeping face was defenseless and close at hand.

...just like that night.

He lowered his head and gently took away the mobile phone from Cheng Fei's fingers.

On the screen is the text message sending interface, and the input box is flashing with a text that has not yet been sent.
To be continued...