Chapter 225 I Wasn't Born

The old house of the Sheng family.

Different from the quietness of the past, today is extraordinarily lively, with the whole family gathered together.

Even if you stand outside, you can hear the sound of some brats inside, chasing and beating upstairs and downstairs.

Sheng Jingrui was pestered by several nephews and nieces for a long time, and finally got rid of it with red envelopes. Seeing that he was about to be urged to marry by his aunt and aunt, he hurried outside to hide.

Seeing Sheng Jingheng standing by the pavilion again as usual, speechless with a pool of koi, he couldn't help but sighed.

"Fly at night or tomorrow morning?"

Sheng Jingheng turned his head slightly, glanced at him, and said, "Tomorrow morning."

"Huh? Are there any arrangements for the afternoon and evening? Go out to play with brother?" Sheng Jingrui folded his arms and leaned against a pillar.

"Yes." Sheng Jingheng directly refused.

Sheng Jingrui was puzzled and asked, "On New Year's Eve, do you still have work to do? Or do you have an appointment with a friend?"

Sheng Jingheng said indifferently: "It's a little personal."

"Okay," Sheng Jingrui gave up asking, "I heard that you gave Wei Jun and the others a vacation? Is there any inconvenience in being alone on the set? I will send you a driver and a cook at home?"

"No need," Sheng Jingheng lowered his eyes to hide a flashing smile, "The bento from the production team tastes pretty good."

"???" Didn't he eat food made by unfamiliar people? Changed after making a movie?

Sheng Jingrui had a strange look on his face: "Could it be that your production crew has extra funds, so it's impossible to hire a chef?"

Sheng Jingheng shook his head and didn't say much.

Sheng Jingrui was about to speak again, but was interrupted.

"Jingrui, what are you doing standing outside? Come in, your uncle has something to tell you!"

Mother Sheng stood behind the hall door, leaning on the door frame to look this way, but only looked at Sheng Jingrui. '

"Well, come!" Sheng Jingrui reluctantly agreed, and when Sheng's mother turned around and went back to the living room, she went to see Sheng Jingheng.

"Go in together?"

Sheng Jingheng raised his eyes and looked at the koi swimming happily in the pond again: "It will be better if I don't go in."

"Oh... that's fine, I'll call you later after dinner." Sheng Jingrui sighed and walked back to the hall.

After entering, she saw Sheng's mother was still standing not far behind the door, waiting for him.

"Mom, why are you waiting for me?" Sheng Jingrui walked over, put his hands on Sheng's mother's shoulders, and helped her pinch her somewhat hard shoulders.

Sheng's mother was originally sullen, but now she couldn't help laughing, and raised her hand to pat him: "You child, you still remember your mother's shoulder pain."

"Of course I remember, so I ask you to massage as soon as you have nothing to do. The technique of a professional masseur is much better than mine."

"If you have time," Sheng's mother said, she took Sheng Jingrui's hand and looked at him seriously, "Today is Chinese New Year, if you really want to make me happy, stay away from that person."

Sheng Jingrui frowned slightly: "What is that person? His name is Jing Heng, and he is my younger brother."

"Hmph, it wasn't born by me, who knows what it is." Mother Sheng couldn't help but angrily said.

Sheng Jingrui pulled out his hand: "He is indeed related to our family by blood. No matter how strange he is, he is still my own brother. Mom, he will be twenty-five years old this year. Can you turn the story over, huh?"

Seeing that he was talking to herself with this attitude for Sheng Jingheng, Sheng's mother couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Sooner or later he will harm you, and you completely broke up with Chu Ye, isn't it also because of him?"

"Of course not. That's because my father didn't show mercy to his old friend, and he cut off the Chu family's way out. Otherwise, why would the whole family move back to their hometown, S City, and never get in touch with us?"

"Okay, don't talk about it," Sheng's mother said with a headache, "Go in quickly, say what you should say and don't say it, you can have some snacks."