The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

Ye Linchuan was extremely disgusted with others touching his things, not anyone, let alone something as private as a mobile phone.

Looking at the extra videos on Weibo, he did not hesitate to greet the two children to get up.

"What's the matter, my phone is not mine now?" Ye Linchuan shook the phone and asked in a low voice.

Ye Ziyu and Shen Ran stood up stiffly and stood side by side.

Facing his father's icy face, Ye Ziyu finally looked like a big brother, wrapping his arms around Shen Ran, who was half a head shorter than him, resting his chin on the top of his brother's head, facing him in a loud voice: "Let's take a look, Nothing else. Besides, is Brother Shen Zhou giving it to us first?"

Hearing the name, the tip of the boy's reddish ears moved, and his shoulders were short with a guilty conscience.

"Shen Zhou?" Ye Linchuan couldn't help looking at Shen Zhou who was behind the sofa. The young man was restrained and docile, and he was obedient. He sneered at the moment, "Okay, I'll throw the blame. Ye Linchuan, don't think you're sick and I won't dare to scold you. ."

Ye Ziyu was unhappy: "Didn't you scold you all?"

Long silence.

Ye Linchuan bent his phalanx and flicked it on the foreheads of the two of them: "Don't touch other people's personal items in the future, this is impolite behavior, understand?"

"Understood." Ye Ziyu responded woefully.

"And you..." Ye Linchuan was about to turn his head to teach a lesson, but found that Shen Ran was covering his forehead silently, his eyelashes drooping, and his expression was slightly hurt.

Ye Linchuan was stunned, and suddenly realized whether what he said was too much.

After all, Ye Ziyu is biological, so it doesn't matter if his tone is heavy, but Shen Ran lost his parents since he was a child, so he will inevitably be emotionally sensitive and think more.

"Uncle doesn't mean anything else, don't mind." Ye Linchuan let out a soft tone and looked at every subtle expression change on his face.

Shen Ran covered her head and raised her head, suddenly smiling.

"It turned out to be what it feels like to be taught by my father."

He didn't feel unhappy at all, his eyes were shining, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and the arc of the hook was full of joy from his heart.

Ye Linchuan was startled.

It is sour.

"Brother! Brother!" Shen Ran jumped up and ran towards Shen Zhou, "Uncle scolded me just now, and slapped me in the head, you see, he just didn't play too hard." Shen Ran sighed regretfully, then added Asked, "Did our dad scold you like this before?"

Shen Zhou stopped and shook his head: "I don't know, I forgot."

The young man's expression was very shallow, and he couldn't tell whether he was calm or lost, but he could feel the loneliness leaching out of his bones.

His parents had been working outside, and they seldom saw him. When he died, he had just entered primary school, and his younger brother had not been born for a long time. At that time, relatives pushed their parents' bodies to the construction unit to ask for compensation. The money was divided up on the day they got the money, and the bodies were left behind and scattered. The co-workers couldn't see it, and one of them put together a sum of money to help with the cremation. He didn't even see them for the last time.

My parents are simple country people who don't like to take pictures, and they use the headshots taken when they get married.

After so many years, Shen Zhou couldn't remember what they looked like, nor what kind of character his parents were, let alone whether his father beat him or his mother scolded him. Numbness, not even missing.

Ye Linchuan may not be a qualified father, but it can be seen from the details of his behavior that he still cares about the children. Shen Zhou had never experienced that feeling, and occasionally felt a little envious of Ye Qinghe.

When they return to their original lives, he and Shen Ran will also leave and return to their original lives.

The two brothers were in a low mood, Ye Ya secretly glanced at them, quietly climbed onto Shen Zhou's lap, and put a kiss on his face around his neck.

Shen Zhou regained his senses, and smiled lightly to protect Ye Ya's waist: "Brother Shen Zhou is fine."

She held him quietly and did not speak.

The little girl was very warm, like a small stove, with the scent of milk on her body, Shen Zhou was suddenly healed, rubbed her soft hair, and fell silent.

The twilight fell, and the night came.

Tomorrow is the school day, everyone packed up neatly and went back to their rooms.

Only Ye Ya was still awake, and when the brothers all returned to the house, Ye Ya came out wearing that glowing cat hat shaking her head.

There was a small table lamp outside, and Ye Linchuan sat under the light to work with a laptop.

"Brother..."

Ye Linchuan paused with his hand on the keyboard, "Change the name."

Ye Ya crawled to the side and curled up like a cat.

"for you."

The little girl was holding a card in her short and short hand. It was the one that Shen Zhou had given her earlier. It contained the ten thousand pieces she had earned recently, and now it was generously given to him.

Ye Linchuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look back.

The little dumpling tilted his head slightly, waiting for Ye Linchuan to reach out to take it.

"What are you doing for me? Aren't you the head of the family?"

"The head of the family wants to help you pay back the money now." Ye Ya said slowly, "When the payment is over, Adi can take back the big house and let Brother Shen Zhou and the others live in it together."

After all, it was for her brother Shen Zhou.

Ye Linchuan squinted his eyes and suddenly felt uncomfortable. He sat facing Ye Ya, "Let me ask you, besides Shen Zhou and Ye Qinghe, who else do you think about every day?"

Ye Ya broke her fingers to clear up for him: "And Ranran, Ziyu, Sister Qingqing, Aunt Xia, Uncle Xia... and Teacher Liu, and Tiantian from our class~"

Ye buds can be counted clearly for him one by one.

Ye Linchuan frowned and finally lost his patience: "You don't think about me?"

Ye Ya was stunned, and after a long time, she shook her head honestly.

"You walk around in front of me every day, why do I still miss you."

ha?

Dare you think he's annoying?

"A-di, take it." Ye Ya began to feel sleepy, rubbed her eyes, and patted Ye Linchuan on the shoulder, "If you have a job to contact me, remember to notify me."

After saying that, he jumped off the sofa and ran back to his room barefoot.

Ye Linchuan looked at the bank card in his hand, then looked at the closed door, lost in thought.

——Could this little cub really treat him as a manager? ? ?

Just thinking about it, Weibo sent Aite.

[Weibo-Director V: Hello, Mr. Ye, I am the project director of Weibo. I sincerely invite you to start the live broadcast. Of course, you can directly give Yaya an account. 】

【Huanhei Snacks: Are you interested in getting an endorsement? Don't get me wrong, I'm looking for Ya Ya. 】

[XX diapers: Is it convenient to receive advertisements? Looking for buds. 】

Ye Linchuan: "..."

Well, his number is really not his number.

He's really become a broker.

Ye Linchuan was a little annoyed, so he clicked on Weibo to edit the content and sent it.

[Yelinchuan V: No advertisements, no live broadcasts, no broadcasts, no endorsements, and no need for a stepmother. Thank you for your love. 】

--stepmother? What stepmother? Mr. Ye, you are so old and still looking for a stepmother?

——I understand the truth, so do you want to broadcast live for Ya Ya?

——Then can you send some pictures of your daughter! One is also done! !

- Since you don't want a stepmother, do you want a wife? So does the son-in-law.

- Gender is a mystery upstairs.

...

Ye Linchuan shook his head helplessly, pondered the bank card in his hand for a few seconds, opened the notebook and continued to write the unfinished emails.

The Ye family belonged to him, and he could not fall into the hands of outsiders for no reason.

He has to go back to the company.

Must go back!

The lights flickered, and the cheeks reflected on the screen were cold and firm.

**

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the lights on the 23rd floor of Haihua Palace were still on.

In the luxuriously decorated living room, Zhao Jiaming sat on the sofa to answer the phone with his legs raised, his eyebrows and eyes were smug, "You said Ye Linchuan sent you an email, please let him go back?"

"No." The shareholder on the phone laughed several times, with a contemptuous tone, "Ye Linchuan was arrogant when he was in power and never listened to our opinions. Now that he has fallen, he knows how to lower his body and let us change our opinions. Mr. Ma's side I don't know, but I'm definitely going for Mr. Zhao."

"Waiting for the court's decision in five months, it will not be his turn to jump. It doesn't matter, let him hurry. The phoenix that falls into the water will not be able to jump to the sky again." Zhao Jiaming laughed, "It's all thanks to President Wang and the shareholders. Help, if you have something to say tomorrow, come out and get together, I'll ask."

Zhao Jiaming hung up the phone and stretched comfortably.

Before his complacent expression could subside, he met his icy, biting eyes from the corner of his eye.

Zhao Jiaming was so frightened that he returned to his senses and scolded: "Do you want to scare me to death, son of a bitch?!" His face twisted and he kicked him.

Zhao Chenxing took this leg firmly, his body staggered, and then he stepped forward, still expressionless.

"Why?" Zhao Jiaming asked quietly, his eyes full of disgust.

"Energy liquid," Zhao Chenxing spread his hands, the blood vessels under the skin texture were flowing with scorching blue light.

Zhao Jiaming got goosebumps.

"Give."

A syringe full of liquid was brought to Zhao Chenxing, he stretched out his hand to take it, and went upstairs to his room step by step. The sharp chatter of the husband and wife came from the back, and the words clearly penetrated into his ears.

"You quickly find a way to deal with him. It's as scary as a ghost."

Tian Youqin snorted coldly: "What are you trying to do, isn't that your son's face? Besides, it's a mindless robot that won't harm you." Tian Youqin sarcastically said a few words, then became excited, "By the way. , I just signed it up for an interactive variety show, and if this wave becomes popular, it will definitely clear my name, and I don’t know which dog is releasing the surveillance, which makes me…”

Snapped.

Conversation was blocked outside the door.

Zhao Chenxing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, unbuttoning his pajamas one by one. All he took off was a pair of underwear. His body under the moonlight did not look like an ordinary child. His skin was pale without blood, his body temperature was cold, and he had no pores. Because of the lack of energy fluid, the cables under the skin kept flickering with faint blue light.

Zhao Chenxing is an intelligent bionic man, code-named 01. It was created by Dr. Zhao twenty years ago, but he was quickly stranded in the laboratory by Dr. Zhao due to lack of function. His work was also carried out by other more capable and functional bionics. replace.

It was not until he faced destruction three years ago that he was reawakened, changed his skin, had a name, and had parents.

——Replace the dead Zhao Chenxing and become a person.

Zhao Chenxing pointed the syringe at his arm and stabbed it hard.

The fluid flows into the body along the line, and it all gathers in the chest, where the circular reservoir replaces the heart, and the stored energy fluid will help him maintain the function of the body and the work of the artificial lung.

As long as the energy fluid is sufficient, his body will automatically simulate human growth to 18 years old; as long as there is energy fluid, he can work 24 hours a day without feeling tired and naturally does not need to rest.

So he's just an android, he can't become a real person.

So mother spared no effort to exploit him madly, because he is not a human being.

She wanted to rely on him for fame, money, and the envious attention of others, so that she would always be the shining focus.

As a controllable android, he has always lived according to human rules.

But……

Zhao Chenxing touched the empty and quiet chest.

Bewildered.

[If you are not honest and obedient, I will report it to the Administration to see if they will destroy you! ]

Zhao Chenxing turned around and climbed back to the bed.

He wants to be obedient, like a good boy.

Otherwise, it will be taken to be destroyed, just like other destroyed ones.