Lei Feng System

Lei Chen had a great time in the kindergarten today, and was still reluctant to give up when he left. Han Zhuoyu was unusually silent. Although he is usually silent, today is obviously different from usual. Those talking eyes are dimmed, and his eyelashes are drooping all the time, not looking at anyone.

"What's the matter, I'm in a bad mood?" Lei Ting's slender fingers inserted into the soft hair of the young man, breaking his face to him.

The boy lowered his head, shrank his shoulders, and responded with silence.

"Did something happen? Huh?" Lei Ting half-wrapped the boy into his arms, and moved his hand along his back.

The boy shrank into his arms, unconsciously grabbing his clothes with his fingers, like a wounded little beast looking for a safe haven. The man's arms are wide and warm, making him very nostalgic. In this world, there is probably only such a place for him to rely on temporarily.

Lei Chen was very sensitive, and quickly shook his elder brother's hand, comforting him in his own way.

It seemed that something happened, but it would be very difficult to pry open the child's mouth. If he wants to, he will bury all kinds of pain in the deepest part of his heart, and let no one touch it. At this moment, Lei Ting felt very frustrated, and he looked down to see the young man lying obediently on his chest and felt extremely satisfied.

He couldn't figure out his intricate mood, but the arm around the boy was tightening unconsciously.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, what do you want to do?" After a long silence, he decided to change the subject.

The little head on his chest shook slightly. Since his mother passed away, he has never celebrated his birthday again, nor does he want to celebrate it.

"We bought the ingredients to make cakes at home, OK?" Lei Ting asked softly. He remembers that it was recorded in the investigation report that Han Jiamei celebrated the birthday of the teenager like this every year.

The boy moved, and slowly raised his head to look over, his dim eyes gleaming brightly.

Finally cheered up, Lei Ting chuckled, stroked his soft hair affectionately, and said, "That's it! Lu Bin, go to the supermarket!"

"But the second master, I don't know how to make cakes!" Lu Bin pressed hard. He only knows how to stir-fry, but not desserts. He always feels that making desserts is a bit tricky.

"Let's do it together, and the kids will do it too. When I go back, I will find out after checking it online." Lei Ting said no two.

"Okay." Lu Bin turned the steering wheel and drove towards the supermarket.

[Hey, host, do you feel that you are getting more and more squeamish in front of Comrade Taisho? ] 9527 unwilling to speak lonely. The bystanders are clear, and the authorities are fascinated. The host had already slowed down, but when Comrade Taisho asked, all the grievances and vulnerabilities appeared again, really like a child who had not grown up.

Han Zhuoyu hurriedly withdrew from Thunder's embrace, hugged the small dumpling on his lap, looking out the window with his face paralyzed.

Lei Ting felt empty in his heart, and the smile on his face was slightly stagnant.

At 9:30 in the evening, they each gave the children a goodnight kiss. When they closed their eyes and fell asleep, Lei Ting called Lu Bin into the study.

He turned on the computer, found a video of making cakes, watched it and asked casually, "Did anyone catch it?"

Lu Bin nodded, "I caught it, but he has taken the money to gamble, and there is not much left."

"Where is that piece of land?" Thunder lit a cigarette.

"The right to use has been obtained. It can be loaned to Yuren's House for free for 20 years, but it can only be used for non-commercial purposes." Lu Bin pulled out an authorization document from his briefcase.

Lei Ting picked up the file and read it quickly, and finally nodded, "Donate another sum of money, you can't solve the problem by itself."

"Okay, the second young master." Lu Bin collected the documents and continued after a short pause. "An Guoren called just now and invited you to Anjia for dinner tomorrow."

"In what name this time?" Thunder's tone was slightly impatient. Since picking up Han Zhuoyu, Anguoren made two phone calls and friendships for three days, but they were blocked by Lu Bin.

"Celebrate Xiaoyu's birthday."

"Oh?" Lei Ting finally moved his gaze away from the computer screen. After thinking for a moment, he let out a deep smile, "Let's go. It just so happens that I have a gift to give to Xiaoyu."

He opened the drawer, took out a stack of documents and gave it to Lu Bin, "Bring it tomorrow."

"Second Young Master, are you trying to fight for Xiaoyu's property?" Lu Bin opened the file bag and found that it was full of black accounts between Lei Lizhen and the trust fund agent Vincent.

"What is contention? It was originally left by Han Jiamei to Xiaoyu. Lei Lizhen and Ang Guoren are not qualified to touch." Lei Ting sneered, squeezed out the cigarette and waved, "Go, tell Ang Guoren, we will be on time at five o'clock tomorrow. To."

Lu Bin promised to collect the documents and prepare to leave.

"Wait, go back and study this video, I don't understand it." Lei Ting pointed at the computer, his thick black sword eyebrows tangled together.

"Okay." Lu Bin twitched the corners of his mouth, wrote down the video address and left.

The next afternoon, when the two young men sat on the sofa and watched TV, Lei Ting came over and said in a negotiating tone, "Let’s go to a home today and come back later to make cakes, okay?"

Lei Chen stared at the TV, ignoring his father's words.

Han Zhuoyu tilted his head, eyes full of doubts, and his frowned brows and slightly tight lips revealed his unwillingness. He suddenly realized that he didn't want to go back to that cold home anymore. It would be nice to be around Uncle Lei.

Lei Ting rubbed the boy's head and explained in a warm voice, "Let's go at five o'clock, stay a few minutes and leave, and we still have time to make cakes when we come back." Seeing the boy so attached to himself and this home, Lei Ting's mood was inexplicable.

After a long silence, the boy nodded slightly invisible.

Lei Ting smiled and straightened up and said, "Okay, go and change clothes, we will set off right away."

Downstairs, Lu Bin has sounded his horn to urge.

The home furnishings are very warm. The ceiling and staircase handrails in the living room are filled with pink and purple balloons. Each vase is replaced with the freshest flowers. The huge dining table is filled with steaming dishes, just waiting for the guests.

An Guoren's face was red, Lei Lizhen and An Minghuai had a pale expression. Seeing that the clock reached five o'clock, the sound of the car engine came from outside the door as expected.

"Lieutenant General Lei, welcome!" An Guoren introduced the guests to the restaurant, gave a brief greeting, and then asked his son how he was doing.

"Today is Xiaoyu's birthday, so I hope he can spend it at home." After the greeting, he put on a fatherly face.

"Yeah, Xiaoyu hasn't been home for a long time, and school is about to start." As long as he thinks that the relationship between the wild species and the Thunder father and son is getting closer, Lei Lizhen feels like sitting on pins and needles. She has been wondering how to get him back these days.

Lei Ting glanced at her. Although his eyes were dim, they were as sharp as a knife.

Lei Lizhen's heart shuddered.

At this moment, a melodious doorbell rang.

"Ah, it must be the cake I ordered. I'll go get it." Lei Lizhen quickly found an excuse to leave the table, calming the chaotic heartbeat as she walked. She always has an ominous premonition today.

The cake is very delicate, with a circle of bright red strawberries inlaid on the edge, wrapped in pure white cream, and dotted with chocolate sauce. It looks very delicious. Lei Ting squinted his eyes and secretly remembered the shape of the cake, thinking that he would imitate it later when he went home.

Lei Chen, who was silently playing with his fingers next to his elder brother, finally raised his head and fixed his eyes on the cake.

"Does Xiaochen like it? How about we eat the cake first?" An Minghuai said affectionately.

"Then let's eat the cake first, and the children will be the masters today." Ang Guoren smiled kindly, motioned the nanny to light a 17-shaped candle, looked at the expressionless eldest son, and said warmly, "Xiaoyu make a wish. "

Han Zhuoyu raised his eyelashes and spoke word by word, "I want to return to the legacy my mother left me."

"Huh?" Anguoren was stunned, obviously he didn't expect his son to make such a wish.

Lei Lizhen looked at Thunder reflexively, her face pale and scary.

Thunder was very surprised, but he didn't show any clues on his face. He didn't expect that the teenager would make such a request. But it was a coincidence. The gift he prepared was exactly what the young man needed. This is probably the so-called "heart-sounding understanding"?

Thinking of this, the corners of his straightened mouth lifted slightly.

"What are you going to do with the money? Buy game CDs, brand-name clothes, high-end computers, new mobile phones? Do you know how to invest, how to manage, how to communicate with fund agents? You can ask for money, and my father will call you every month. But that money can’t be handed to you for the time being, at least until you have self-control after graduation from university. If we don’t take care of you now and wait for you to squander it, what should you do in your future life?” Anguoren said earnestly. .

"Yeah, you are still young now, beware of being cheated." Lei Lizhen smiled forcefully, and finally gave Lei Ting a nervous glance.

[Lielie, let you behave first, and I will send you a lawyer's letter when I negotiate a contract with the law firm. See you in court! ] 9527 said indignantly.

Han Zhuoyu's eyebrows drooped, his face expressionless, and he did not respond to the two people's excuses. Today is just a first notice, if they are willing to give it back to themselves, they can only tear their faces if they don't want to. No one can get involved with what his mother left him, especially these two people.

Lei Ting rubbed the boy's head affectionately, and whispered in his ear, "Wait here, I'll be here soon." When the words fell, he stood up and demanded strongly to Ang Guoren and Lei Lizhen, "Can you please? Go to the study to talk?"

"Second brother, let's not indulge the child, he is still young and sick..." Lei Lizhen was struggling to death.

[You are sick, your whole family is sick! ] 9527 Pooh.

"Please." Lei Ting walked to the door of the restaurant and reached out to invite him, his attitude is not tolerant of disobedience.

Anguoren and Lei Lizhen followed with pale faces. They knew that if they made this man impatient, he was not as polite as he is now. The bad temper of the Lei family is not something ordinary people can resist.

"Xiaoyu, how about eating a piece of cake with Xiaochen to cushion your stomach? We'll be here soon." Lu Bin unceremoniously cut two pieces of cake and placed them in front of the two little girls.

Han Zhuoyu really has no appetite for Lei Lizhen's customized birthday cake. He pushed away expressionlessly and took out his phone to play a game. Lei Chen did what he did, pushing away in disgust, lying on his elder brother's arms to watch him play.

Hey~ These two have quite a personality! Lu Bin smiled and hurriedly took the briefcase to chase the second youngster.

"Brother, you are too embarrassed for Mom and Dad. Don't you think they will embezzle your inheritance? Our family is not poor enough for it." After everyone was gone, An Ming said coldly.

Han Zhuoyu immersed himself in playing games, as if he was air.

An Minghuai trembled with anger, gave him a fierce look and walked towards the study. He believed that his parents would not do that kind of thing, they always disdain to touch Han Jiamei's things.