As soon as Shen Xiucheng came downstairs, he heard the children calling each other Shen Xiucheng. Since he started working, he seldom heard people call him by his first name directly.

In front of his subordinates and business partners, he is Mr. Shen. In the Shen family, he is Mr. Shen. In front of friends, some people will call him Young Master Shen, and those who are closer will call him Xiu Cheng.

But he didn't need to say it, someone had already spoken out his heart for him.

"You are easy to call, very few people call our Young Master Shen by his first name." Zhao Yiming, who was following Shen Xiucheng, was smiling.

He was Shen Xiucheng's friend who had played with him all the time, and he often came to the Shen family, but after the Shen family's parents passed away, he mostly went to the company to find someone.

Qiao Xi smacked his lips. Although he knew that talking too much was wrong, he was born with a stubborn bone that made him want to speak for the truth: "Did Brother Shen also write Young Master Shen on the express delivery?Are they all asking Young Master Shen to pick up the meal?"

The moment he opened his mouth, he cleverly changed his address to cover up his outrageous rebellion just now.

Zhao Yiming was stunned for a while, and didn't know how to refute for a while, it seemed...it was quite reasonable.

Shen Xiucheng sneered and didn't speak, but the mockery in that smile was self-evident.

Judging by the years of acquaintance, Zhao Yiming intuitively felt that the ridicule was aimed at him.

Picking with the hand in his pocket, Zhao Yiming peeled back the cocoons, pondered carefully, and suddenly realized how to refute.

But when he looked at the location of Qiaoxi Station, he found that the building was empty, only the new servant from the Shen family was left standing there, waiting for him.

Zhao Yiming opened his mouth, and with the last stubbornness, he finished the rest of the sentence to the servant: "Our young master Shen never takes the package by himself, and takes takeaway!"

The servant smiled cooperatively: "Mr. Zhao, you are right."

Zhao Yiming: "..." Inexplicably more aggrieved, what's the matter?

The Shen family's dining table is very long. It doesn't look like a family dining table, but more like a banquet table. It is exquisite and beautiful, but it lacks the warmth of home.

When the Shen family's parents were still there, there were many servants in the Shen family, and there were also many guests coming and going, so the table was always lively and bustling.

Shen Xiucheng didn't like to be noisy, and he was very particular about his personal space, so after the Shen family's parents passed away, only Yangchun was left in the Shen family's villa.

As for the newly recruited servant, it was also because there was a new child in the family who needed someone to take care of him.

on the huge dining table.

Shen Xiucheng and Zhao Yiming sat on one side, and Qiao Xi sat on the other side, so they could see each other's positions as soon as they looked up.

Such a seating arrangement made Qiao Xi feel a little embarrassed, he didn't know where to put his eyes, and the person opposite had no such worries at all, and calmly set his sights on him.

Such a straightforward look made Qiao Xi feel whether he was wearing his clothes backwards, or there was something dirty on his face.

Otherwise, why did the other party take it so seriously, just like meeting for the first time.

"Oh shit, I suddenly realized that this kid looks pretty good after washing his face!" Zhao Yiming leaned into Shen Xiucheng's ear and sighed softly.

Although he hadn't seen this kid much, but the few times he met him before, he was wearing weird clothes that claimed to be an artist.

The makeup on the face was even thicker, except for two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and probably a human face, nothing could be seen.

Unexpectedly, after removing makeup, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, her lips are full and fresh, and she is wearing a simple white T-shirt, but she looks so good that people can't look away.

"The first time I saw him, I thought his eyes were beautiful. Logically speaking, he should be a little beauty. Sure enough..."

Zhao Yiming was still whispering in his ear, but Shen Xiucheng didn't continue to listen, his eyes fell on the person opposite.

I have to say that this kid is really attractive when he is normal.

Yang Chun and the servant presented the dishes one by one.

The sound of them serving food was very low, and the restaurant was quiet, except for the slight sound of dishes colliding, the only sound could be the sound of the air conditioner running and outputting cold air.

But soon someone broke the silence of the room.

"I don't want to eat steak!" Zhao Yiming pushed away the plate in front of him with some disgust.

On the white porcelain plate, the beef is fresh and tender, the thick black pepper juice flows down the texture, and brightly colored fruits are placed beside it.

"Don't you just eat steak?" Shen Xiucheng slowly cut open the steak in front of him, revealing the beautiful texture of snowflakes.

With his movements, the steak was cut into small even and symmetrical cubes, which were neatly stacked on one side, and then he picked up the black pepper juice in his hand and poured it on the small pieces of steak.

The movements are skilful and graceful, as if working on a work of art.

Zhao Yiming took a deep breath. Because he ate a steak that he liked very much, he ate it for a month in a row. The end of such continuous love is that he feels like vomiting when he sees beef.

He made his request very seriously: "I want to be vegetarian."

Qiao Xi looked at his dinner plate, typical Chinese dishes, stir-fried vegetables, garlic broccoli and coconut chicken, served with a cup of mushroom soup, looked bland.

Sure enough, the cannon fodder son of the driver's family is not worthy of top-quality steak, woo woo woo!

Qiao Xi's eyes flicked over the two people on the opposite side, his bright black eyes blinked twice, and an ingenious idea emerged.

Putting down the wipes to wipe his hands, Qiao Xi pursed his small red mouth and looked shy: "Uncle Shen, want to eat your steak."

How lingering and lingering is that tone, people who don't know think they are acting like a baby with their lover.

Zhao Yiming was so startled by the shyness of this macho man that his hands almost trembled into Parkinson's, and the fork in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp "ding" sound.

His sexual orientation is straighter than Dinghaishenzhen, and such a big scene can only be seen here with Shen Xiucheng.

The person involved, Shen Xiucheng, just paused for a moment, raised his eyelids, and said calmly: "If you don't eat, go back to study."

In fact, Qiao Xi was also disgusted by himself, but seeing the expressions of the two people opposite him, he felt quite good, at least he was not alone.

Qiao Xi continued his efforts: "No, Uncle Shen, want to eat steak!"

Zhao Yiming couldn't help muttering: "Damn it, I saw the ghost painting on his face was washed off, and I thought he recovered, isn't this nympho disease contagious?"

The fact that Qiao Xi was pestering Shen Xiucheng had already spread in their circles, and some people in the circle said that he was an idiot and would go crazy when he saw Young Master Shen.

This energy is no less than chasing stars.

Shen Xiucheng glanced at him lightly, Zhao Yiming quickly shut up, and zipped his mouth with his hands.

He has a good relationship with Shen Xiucheng, and he knows that this person doesn't like others talking badly in front of him, especially when it involves his personal affairs.

Even if this person is the annoying Qiao Xi.

"You give him yours." Shen Xiucheng put down the knife and fork, and tapped the edge of Zhao Yiming's dinner plate with his slender fingers, "exchange."

Zhao Yiming was stunned, exchange?

Zhao Yiming glanced at the food at Qiao Xi, he hadn't eaten it yet, and even the chopsticks were still on the chopsticks. The dishes were simple and refreshing, and the colors were fresh and elegant, which seemed to be pretty good.

"Okay." Zhao Yiming agreed, anyway, he really didn't want to eat steak.

Qiao Xi puffed up her cheeks, showing aggrieved look of daring to be angry but not to speak out, but in fact, her heart was full of joy.

But he still said reluctantly: "Okay, if brother Shen asks, Little Xi will be obedient."

After getting the dinner she wanted, Qiao Xi was in a good mood, and couldn't help but hum: "Because of love, you won't be sad easily."

The movements of Shen Xiucheng's hands paused slightly, and the perfectly cut steak was crooked into a wavy line.

Zhao Yiming picked up the red wine next to him and took a sip to suppress the surging nausea.

Shen Xiucheng put down the knife and fork again, a little unbearable: "If you talk like that again, your leg will be broken."

Since becoming the head of the Shen family, Shen Xiucheng's personal emotions have been well hidden and rarely revealed in front of others.

Zhao Yiming gloated a little, Qiao Xi was the only one who could force Shen Shao, who had good stamina, into this position.

He thought he would see that the other party was sad because of the cold face of his sweetheart, or that his little face was aggrieved.

However, Qiao Xi was just stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on his face, like a child who received lucky money: "That's great, luckily it's not the hand, otherwise I wouldn't be able to send a message to my brother."

Looking at the two men who gradually fell silent, Qiao Xi lowered her eyes to hide her surging smile.

This is probably defeating magic with magic, right?

After dinner, Shen Xiucheng and Zhao Yiming went to the study.

As soon as he entered a room, Zhao Yiming immediately yelled: "My old swan, this is too nasty?!"

Shen Xiucheng didn't speak, just took out a cigarette from the cigarette holder and held it between his lips.

As the smoke rose, thought to self: How can there be such a stubborn child?

Immediately, he pondered again, how could he refuse, which would not hurt people's hearts, but also make the child stop thinking about him...