Shang Ke smiled mockingly, his mother, as always, is in full control.

At this age, he still refuses to delegate the power of the family.

Is she afraid that her grandson will be out of control?

But no matter how long she can control, how long can she control it?

"Eating." Shang Ke pulled the chair of the dining table, making a big move, not at all like the old noble son.

Now he seems to have returned to the basics, like a real farmer.

"You come to my side, who knows?" Shang Ke picked up the knife and fork at will, cutting the bread that was not well baked and the steak that was not well fried in front of him. He didn't care about the food he ate. , Seriously not worthy of his worth.

"No one knows except Mo Yumo." Shang Xiaojin lowered his eyes, learning the way his father was, eating these unpalatable foods.

The taste as expected.

However, it is not difficult to accept.

It seems that my father has been used here all these years.

"Finally, I have made progress." Shang Ke glanced at Shang Xiaojin: "I'm afraid it won't be long before the people on your grandmother's side will find me. What are your plans?"

"Father, I don't want to go back." Shang Xiaojin gritted his teeth and said: "I like a girl. Grandmother doesn't like her, so she won't accept her."

"Unexpectedly." Shang Ke said dismissively: "She should have prepared your fiancee for you. As long as you nod your head, you will be able to go through the formalities for the marriage immediately. However, it seems that you don't want to be controlled by her anymore. Going down. Who is that girl? It must be excellent for you to be courageous instead of continuing to be a quail."

After speaking, Shang Ke laughed at himself: "Speaking of which, you are much better than me. If I could be like you back then..."

If he could be as brave as Shang Xiaojin back then, maybe he and Ruona would not be where they are today.

This son looks cowardly and incompetent, but in fact he is bold and cautious.

Much better than him.

Where does he have any qualifications to preach?

Shang Ke smiled and did not continue.

Shang Xiaojin took the initiative to explain: "She is Yuan Shisan, the captain of the dark guard next to Brother Nuo. The most important thing is that she... is six years older than me."

Shang Ke was stunned: "What?!"

Shang Ke really didn't expect that his son would fall in love with such a woman.

A dark guard captain, six years older than him.

This difficulty is more than three grades higher than that of Ruona back then!

It's no wonder that Shang Xiaojin didn't even try to fight, and just walked away.

Let alone the old lady of the Shang family, it must be difficult for ordinary families to accept it, right?

"That girl..."

"She doesn't know anything." Shang Xiaojin said: "She never knew what I was thinking. I have always been unrequited love."

Gee tee.

The man of the Shang family, what sin has been done.

One by one, all of them are like this.

Shang Ke put down the knife and fork in his hand and didn't know what to say.

"I want to completely solve the troubles at home, and then confess to her." Shang Xiaojin grasped the knife and fork in his hand, and said forcefully: "Father, I don't want to be a coward, I don't want to be a person who needs the protection of others to survive. I like her, so I can’t throw the trouble to her."

"Then how do you want to solve it?" Shang Ke asked.

"I don't know." Shang Xiaojin shook his head; "So, I have come to you."

"If you are planning to count on me to help you fight your grandmother, then you are wrong." Shang Ke laughed self-deprecatingly, and said: "Back then, I gave up the Shang family's inheritance rights and got free. I dare to give up because in addition to the things that the Shang family gave me, I still have my own property and my own savings. And now you have nothing, everything you have is given by the Shang family, you have to follow If the Shang family is separated from the relationship, what will you live with in the future? Love is not just talking about it, it is more to be implemented on firewood, rice, oil and salt. Living, there are more places to spend money, and more places to need contacts. Now, have you thought about it?"

Shang Xiaojin didn't speak.

"So you didn't have anything, so you ran out of the house and vowed to solve the trouble. Why?" Shang Ke beat his son mercilessly.

"Father, what should I do?" Shang Xiaojin asked, "I need your help."

"Let's talk about it." Shang Ke nodded perfunctorily: "Look at it and talk about it. Okay, eat first, and rest early when you're full. You haven't turned the jet lag yet, have you?"

Shang Xiaojin suddenly felt that the rice in his mouth was out of taste.

The next day, Shang Xiaojin followed Shang Ke honestly, working with him on his farm.

Changed to expensive and delicate brand clothes, put on cheap and wear-resistant tooling, put on rubber gloves and straw hat, bent over to carry the dried hay to the pickup truck, and then drove it to the warehouse.

Although it is summer now, the cows’ winter food has already begun to be stored.

Shang Ke originally thought that Shang Xiao couldn't bear the hardship, and could not hold on for two days before retreating.

But he didn't expect that Shang Xiaojin not only persevered, but also did better and better.

After a few days of sweat, the squeamish noble son smoothed the edges and corners, and finally lived like a normal person.

Finally, a week later, the people of the Shang family finally found Shang Ke's side.

Shang Ke glanced at the nervous Shang Xiaojin, and said: "You continue to work here, I will go back to see them. After so many years, they are the first time to take the initiative to find my house."

"Yes." Only then did Shang Xiaojin relax, watching Shang Ke driving his pickup truck, dangling away from his back.

Shang Ke returned to the manor, and saw the assistant Qing next to the old lady of the Shang family, wearing a three-piece cyan suit and looking expensive, waiting at the door.

Shang Ke laughed mockingly.

Look, the dog raised by the old lady is more like a dog than her own.

"Sir, it's been a long time." Assistant Qing nodded reservedly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Shang Ke didn't greet him, jumped out of the pickup truck and walked inside.

The dust brought, Assistant Qing couldn't help frowning.

Hehe, he thought he was the heir of the Shang family?

What pretend to be with yourself?

Assistant Qing secretly slandered.

"What's the matter with me?" Shang Ke took a kettle and poured himself a glass of water, and asked casually, "I have been away from Shang's house for so many years. It shouldn't be a big deal to find me?",

"Sir, I'm on the order of the old lady, come over and ask, have you seen Jin less?" Assistant Qing put his hands in his pockets, the arrogance in his eyes is clearly visible: "If you are here, I hope you can persuade you. Young Master Jin, go home early to save the old lady from getting angry."

"Not here." Shang Ke finished drinking in one breath, wiped his mouth and said: "You can go now."

Assistant Qing choked, then said: "Sir, Jin Shao is the only heir to the Shang family. If there is anything wrong with him..."

"He has made a mistake, don't you have a chance?" Shang Ke did not miss Assistant Qing's calculation and ambition.

This man, ever since he appeared by the old lady's side, has been very picky.

Although Shang Ke is in Scotland, the news is not blocked.

He knew what happened in the country.

When Assistant Qing heard Shang Ke say this, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face: "What did you say, sir? My name is not Shang."

"It turns out that you still know that you are not surnamed Shang." Shang Ke said lightly, "I thought Assistant Qing had forgotten. The Shang family, besides Shang Xiaojin, there are other collaterals, and want to find someone to inherit. Isn’t it a simple matter? By then, you will plant a puppet, the huge Shang family, isn’t it all under your control?"

Assistant Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

How did Shang Ke know his plan?

He really planned it this way.

It's just that the puppet he wants is Shang Xiaojin, not someone else.

"Sir, you must have misunderstood...I didn't..." Qingzhu Ideal tried to explain something.

Shang Ke pointed to his eyes and said, "I'm not blind, I believe what I see. I know what Assistant Qing made. But you can rest assured that since I have given up the right to inherit the Shang family, I don’t care who the Shang’s family ends up in. In fact, it doesn’t make a difference to me whether it’s Shang Xiaojin inheriting it or you get it. Over the past two decades, I haven’t spent any money. A penny from the Shang family. So, about the Shang family, you can do whatever you want, don’t care about me."

After that, Shang Ke turned around and picked up the toolbox, and walked out carrying it on his back: "I am very busy here, so I won't keep you for dinner."

Shang Ke threw the toolbox into the car, jumped into the cab, and left in a puff of smoke.

Assistant Qing stood in place, his face pale and uncertain.

There are both the perplexity of being talked about by Shang Ke, the embarrassment of being seen through his mind, and the tension of being oppressed by invisible pressure.

Assistant Qing always thinks that Shang Ke is an ignorant fool.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to give up the good Shang family and run out to stand on their own and raise dairy cows in Scotland?

However, when he met today, Assistant Qing realized that he was wrong.

If Shang Ke was really useless, he would not have become one of the Three Musketeers.

Assistant Qing looked at Shang Ke's back gloomily, and could only leave in grief.

Assistant Qing believes that Shang Xiaojin is here, but he dare not make any trouble.

Shanker was more difficult than he thought.

He can only figure it out slowly.

Shang Ke returned to the farm and saw Shang Xiaojin still diligently moving the grass from a distance. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised: "Fortunately, it's not too stupid. I know how to find a backer. But he is still too tender. Point, I can't beat those old fairies. No matter, who told him to call me father? I can't live up to this father."

Shang Ke picked up the phone and dialed the long-lost number: "Si Chen, long time no see!"

Yin Sichen, who received Shang Ke’s call, was really surprised, put down his work, stood up, and said, "Shang Ke? You are finally willing to contact me? Why? Is there any trouble that can’t be dealt with, I need me Shot?"

Shang Ke sighed and said, "Would you like to know me this way? Your words make me invisible!"