The amnesiac wife of the blackened boss is sweet

Chapter 34

Just when Su Yichen thought the days would calm down like this, Luo Shaojie came after him.

The next day was Sunday, he took Su Xiaobao to the morning market and bought his favorite strawberries and ribs.

When they came back holding hands, they saw Luo Shaojie waiting downstairs in the community. When Su Yichen saw him, he took Xiaobao and took a detour.

"Chenchen", Luo Shaojie chased after him.

In the stairwell, Su Yichen was holding the dishes, and looked over with neither joy nor sadness, "Luo Shaojie, I don't want to see you right now, so don't follow."

He didn't have the anger of yesterday, and he still spoke politely.

"Calm down?" Luo Shaojie asked him, walking up a flight of stairs, and being at eye level with him three steps away.

Su Yichen couldn't stand his staring eyes, and leaned back a little, "There's nothing to be angry about, Xiaobao is my son in the first place."

He tightened Su Xiaobao's hand, Su Xiaobao raised his head and looked back and forth at the two adults.

"I didn't say no." Luo Shaojie pursed his lips, and glanced at Su Xiaobao, "I know he is your lifeline, I wouldn't do it, Su Yichen, don't you even believe me?"

"I don't believe it." Su Yichen tilted his head, his gaze slightly lowered to the ground.

"A few days ago, I met an old classmate who said something about us, Luo Shaojie, I don't trust you now."

"Heh", Luo Shaojie turned his head and sneered slightly, "Would you rather trust outsiders than me?"

Su Yichen was a little speechless when asked, he didn't want to argue with him here, so he turned around and dragged Su Xiaobao upstairs.

Luo Shaojie followed until the door, Su Yichen turned around with an angry look, "Didn't you want me to calm down for a few days? What do you mean by coming?"

Luo Shaojie opened the house transfer contract in front of him with a swish, "This building is mine now."

"You..." Su Yichen felt that this person was simply too capricious, could he be capricious if he had money?

Facts have proved that it is really possible, Luo Shaojie casually grabbed a handful of gold beads from his pocket and handed them to Su Xiaobao, "Ask your dad, how long can I live here?"

This thing is a bit like the glazed ball that children like, Su Xiaobao was very curious, and he really held his palm and handed it to Su Yichen, his eyes were full of desire for the beads.

Su Yichen: "..."

Little bastard, can beads welded with real gold and silver allow you to play like glass beads that cost a few yuan?

No one can stop Luo Shaojie from staying here, but the rental house is very small and there are no spare rooms, so he can only sleep on the sofa if he wants to live.

When the time comes, his bones will hurt from the pressure, and he deserves it.

Su Yichen hid in his room all morning and did not come out. At noon, he was seduced by the smell of food from the kitchen and his stomach growled.

When Su Yichen went out, the first thing he saw was the laptop and piles of documents on the coffee table in the living room.

The suit jacket was off on the sofa, and there was movement in the kitchen.

Luo Shaojie was busy in the kitchen wearing a white shirt and an apron casually tied.

This should be the first time in Su Yichen's memory that he saw Luo Shaojie cooking, beating eggs with one hand, stir-frying and flipping pans, and his movements were quite skillful.

In fact, Luo Shaojie used to cook for him a lot, and his skills were honed there.

Roasted pork ribs, steamed eggs, steamed soft glutinous rice, three simple home-cooked dishes, but full of appetite.

Su Yichen can eat a big bowl full of steamed eggs and rice.

Satisfied, he put down the bowl and met Luo Shaojie's smiling eyes. Su Yichen took a bite, regretting that the food was too delicious.

Wouldn't this be reconciliation in disguise?He wasn't angry enough, and he didn't figure out what Luo Shaojie was hiding from him. If Luo Shaojie didn't tell him, he wouldn't talk to him.

After dinner, Luo Shaojie went out to answer the phone, and when he came in, he saw the table was cleared.

Neither Su Yichen nor Su Xiaobao were in the living room, so they should have gone in for a lunch break.

He closed the door and came in, sat down on the sofa and meditated, when suddenly the door opened, it was Su Xiaobao who quietly came out holding the quilt.

He is not tall enough, he can only screw the door on tiptoe, and clattered the quilt onto the sofa, "Uncle Luo, this is the quilt for you."

The way he whispered like he was afraid of waking Dad up was cute.

Luo Shaojie pulled him towards him, and touched his big hands from his hair to rest on his cheeks. Su Yichen raised the child well, probably because he grew up with him, and his temperament was like him in every aspect.

"Uncle Luo..." Su Xiaobao felt a little embarrassed after being touched by him for a long time.

Luo Shaojie frowned, his frown and smile were clearly carved out of the same mold as Su Yichen, how could it be his child?

When he got the result of the appraisal, he also panicked. What he feared most was that Chenchen would be sad. If he knew that the child he regarded as his own all these years was not his son, how sad he would be, so Luo Shaojie forged a appraisal. Reported and concealed from Su Yichen.

"Uncle Luo", Su Xiaobao's small voice again finally called Luo Shaojie back to his senses.

He was a little shy, "Do you like my dad?"

The children could tell that Luo Shaojie really didn't know how to hide his love for Su Yichen. He admitted it generously, "Yes, I like your father."

Su Xiaobao hugged his face, and the red clouds flew around his face.

Luo Shaojie looked funny, why is this little guy blushing?

He hesitated, "My dad likes Huahua..."

Judging by the kid's attitude, he planned to help Luo Shaojie chase his father. Luo Shaojie raised his eyebrows, and suddenly got the cuteness of the little guy.

He rubbed Su Xiaobao's head, "Go back to sleep."

Su Yichen got rid of the gallery teacher he knew before and introduced a background picture of the outsourcing business interjection.

In the afternoon, I negotiated a transaction price of [-] and [-] pages with the outsourcing company over there. Although the market price is considered cheap, Su Yichen can't care less about it now.

Fortunately, Luo Shaojie left the company for business in the afternoon, and the living room became Su Yichen's workplace again.

When he was drawing, Su Xiaobao was quietly doing his homework on the small table next to him. The two of them did not interfere with each other, but Su Xiaobao would occasionally feed strawberries to Su Yichen who had his hands full.

Drawing is Su Yichen's special skill, he can move with a pen. Su Xiaobao once said that grandma can also draw, so it should be a traditional handicraft of their family.

In the evening, he worked hard to take photos of the two pages he had drawn and sent them over. The other party was very satisfied with the results and asked him to maintain this style.

Not long after, the other party sent another message.

Su Yichen clicked on the message, and was instantly dizzy from the flood of messages.

[How did you draw it?This is an interlude drawn by Lan Zeda, why are you still plagiarizing it? 】

[If you can't draw, you can't draw. How much do you mean by plagiarism? 】

[Send it to sue, you will be held legally responsible, do you know that? 】

[What the hell, plagiarism and get out of this circle as soon as possible...]

Su Yichen was in a complete daze. These illustrations were drawn honestly by him this afternoon, so why did they become plagiarized?

I wanted to send a message to explain, but found that I was blocked by the other party.

Su Yichen didn't believe in evil, so he dug out what he called Lan Ze's painting collection, and found exactly the same illustrations on the Internet.

Looking at the date, it is earlier than his. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, and the details are also different, but many paintings are really surprisingly similar to his style...