MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 776 Sports Students vs Dance Students 10

   Chapter 776 Sports Students vs Dance Students 10

   The boy in the photo is about seventeen or eighteen years old, his facial features are still a little green, and he is in full bloom.

   is not Shao Tingbin.

   Shao Tingbin has a gloomy and withdrawn temperament. He never smiles in such high spirits, nor does he have the confidence to show his bones.

   Boys with peach blossom eyes and high nose bridge are always arrogant when looking at people.

   "Pei Xuyan..." Qi'an's head jumped twice, she murmured the name unconsciously, and the fingertips holding the photo were a little hot and cut by the edges.

  How could Aunt Shao's house have his photo?

  Qian thought about it carefully, Aunt Shao worked as a nanny in a wealthy family in Ningcheng a few years ago, and then she was dismissed for no reason, it should be Pei Xuyan's family.

   But, does the babysitter want to keep the photos of the employer's son?

   "An An, did you find it?"

   There was a sound from outside, followed by the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

  Qian quickly put the photo back, closed the drawer, and suppressed the doubts in his heart: "I found it!"

  Mother Shao's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and Shao Tingbin is not like her. She will be sharper. She smiled and said in the light: "Just find it, and stay at Auntie's house tonight?"

   "No." Qi An shook his head, thinking that maybe Aunt Shao liked Pei Xuyan very much.

  It was very late. Everyone sat in the living room and talked for a while. Under the warm yellow light, this small living room was illuminated very warmly, and even the air was filled with a touch of warmth.

at the same time.

   Pei's house.

   On the sofa in the living room lay a slender figure, with long legs bent a little wrongly, a book on his face, as if he was sleeping, his wrists hanging by his side.

  The hall, which is always luxurious, also looks extremely cold. The complicated lighting above the head flashes flashy and illusory light and shadow, shining on the marble floor, unexpectedly reflecting the coldness without any warm color.

   "Pei Xuyan!"

As soon as Father Pei came back from the company, he saw him looking lazy on the sofa, a fire suddenly rose in his heart, his chest vibrated with anger, his face was sullen, he rushed forward without a word, and directly covered Pei Xuyan's face The book slammed to the ground—

   "Look what you look like now?! Playing with things and doing nothing, get up for me!"

   Pei Xuyan glanced at the book that fell to the ground, and sat up halfway, with no emotion in his eyes: "Is something wrong?"

  Father Pei, dressed in a high-definition suit, has been in the top position for a long time, and his eyebrows are exactly the same as Pei Xuyan: "Come with me to the study."

   He bent down and picked up the book on the ground, patted the ashes twice, put it on the coffee table, copied his pocket with one hand, and discerned the coldness: "Let's go."

   Mother Pei looked at the father and son, anxious and helpless, stepped forward to comfort them, and let them both stop.

   "Mom." Pei Xuyan took her by the shoulders, "When will you eat? Go to the kitchen and see what Auntie has done."

   "Okay, talk well, you are here after all. Let's have dinner at home tonight."

   After half an hour.

   There was a piercing sound in the study, slamming, like something slammed on the ground.

   "Now go and take care of my professional transfer!"

"It's okay to be rebellious in high school, why are you still so ignorant now, what future can a sports student have? You don't study good finance, and several famous foreign schools have sent you admission notices and you can't go in. You have to be **** off, don't you? !"

   "No transfer, no interest."

   Pei Xuyan put his left ear in and out of his right ear, and pressed his fingers against the lighter in his pocket, itching a little, it seemed funny.

   "You've been planning my life for more than ten years, why isn't it enough? I already have my brother at home, and the company will be managed by him in the future."

   "No, your brother... I'm doing it for your own good." Father Pei couldn't say anything.

   "Even if you are angry with me because of what happened in the past, it should be enough now. Tomorrow I will go to Binda University to help you go abroad."

   "You do it." Pei Xuyan nodded, pushed open the door of the study, turned his back to Father Pei, and his voice became cold, "Go up to the broken place!"

   "Also, have you resolved what you've done? You can't even control yourself, leave me alone."

   "How can I have a son like you!"

  Pei Huan took the ashtray and smashed it at Pei Xuyan's feet, his eyebrows were in the shadows. Seeing him walk away, he coughed violently. The words that Pei Xuyan said echoed in his ears. He closed his eyes and remembered something...

   After a while, I had an idea in my mind, I picked up my phone and made a call.

   Mother Pei wandered downstairs anxiously. Both father and son were stubborn, and neither would compromise.

   Father Pei strictly demanded Pei Xuyan as his heir. It can be said that before Pei Xuyan was ten years old, he had never touched the word game, deprived him of all freedom, and was cruel to the point of suffocation—

   Only the rules and interests of various high society and financial law are left, so that he can spend a long childhood.

Pei Xuyan is smart and talented. He can learn some things without hesitation. He has shown great acumen in finance early on. , The colder he became, the more he devoted himself to sports.

   If it wasn't for Pei's father who tried his best to stop him, and even once expressed his position with the national sports team, perhaps Pei Xuyan would not be at Binda University now.

   But in the international arena.

  The father and son have completely broken down since then. They both have strong temperaments. Every time they meet, they will quarrel. After Pei Xuyan went to college, he almost didn't even go home.

   She was tired thinking, Pei Xuyan went back to the bedroom, typed the car key and got down.

   "Xu Yan..."

   "I'm going out tonight."

   "This dish is ready, can't you sit down and say something?" Mother Pei said in a hurry.

   "Let him go!"

   The sound above smashed down.

   Autumn nights are a bit gloomy and cold. From the living room to the outside, the lights extend all the way from light to dark.

   There are dozens of precious and exquisite dishes on the table, and the red wine is in the goblet, so scarlet that it looks like splattered blood.

   It took hours to make, and no one cared about it. It gradually cooled over time and finally condensed into white grease, which made people lose their appetite.

   Pei Yangyu took a sip and frowned, suddenly seeing a book left on the coffee table, he ran over, the title of the book on the book cover was solemn—

   Criminal Procedure Law.

   "Grandma." Pei Yangyu exclaimed softly, "There is a book here."

  Mother Pei glanced absently: "It's Xu Yan's, put it back."

"Oh."

   Pei Yangyu ran to Pei Xuyan's room with ease. The bedroom was very clean. He struggled to put books on the bookshelf. A book covered a wide range of places.

   When he came out of the bedroom, he happened to see Father Pei with a pale face. Pei Yangyu grabbed Pei Heng's trouser legs, and said solemnly with a small face.

   "Grandpa, I don't think you're right. Dad didn't play with things."

   Pei Xuyan walked out without even taking a coat. He drove his sports car around the nearby half-mountain for several laps. The free breath of the mountain wind made him sigh deeply.

   "Brother! This speed is dead?!"

   (end of this chapter)