Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Chapter 882: Pregnant belly in March, take you home

  Chapter 882 March pregnant belly, take you home

   "Because, your personal information and game data were sorted out and handed over to the US."

  Shen Hou threw the heaviest thunder in the calmest tone.

   Not surprisingly, Zhou Chi was so shocked that his ears buzzed, and his eyes went black: "...No wonder...they suddenly came to the door. I didn't take the initiative to contact them before!"

His personal information, as well as the battle data of each game...the opponent was clearly presented in front of him, and a series of "plasticity" analyzes were performed. It was ridiculous that he didn't think there was anything at the time, and he had no vigilance. Looking back now , everything is weird and unreasonable.

But…

"Why?"

  Why did Shen Yu do this? Why push him to someone else?

   "Because—" the voice paused slowly, "I know that you have always wanted to play professional games, and you will definitely do well."

   In his previous life, after a car accident, Zhou Chi was paraplegic at a high position, but he was still recognized by the US's eyes and accepted under the banner. In less than three years, he became a world-renowned "e-sports myth".

   This is the life trajectory he should have had—standing in front of the stage, enjoying the applause, glamorous.

  Shen Yu did this to give him a chance to choose.

   Zhou Chi can stay in Qihang and continue to develop games; he can also pursue his original dream and play professional games. No matter what choice he makes, Shen Yu will respect and support it.

   "Aren't you worried that if I really leave, Qihang may be wiped out at that juncture?" Zhou Chi's expression was tangled, and his words revealed shock.

  Shen Wei shook her head calmly: "Don't worry. Because Qihang was born for you at the beginning, and now you have a better choice, it doesn't matter whether Qihang exists or not."

   "!"

   When Zhou Chi left, he was still in a trance.

  Shen Yu asked him to be careful, but he just nodded his head.

   After leaving the gate of the villa, the rustling autumn wind blew, and he suddenly woke up.

   Qihang was born for you...

  Born for you...

   Zhou Chi's mind kept echoing Shen Yu's words, with mixed feelings in his heart.

  At this moment, he is only glad that he chose to stay in the first place.

  Professional playing is certainly radiant and stunning; but what really injects soul and vitality into a game is the designer behind it.

   Therefore, Zhou Chi does not regret it.

   Only gratitude.

  He couldn't imagine what he would be like now if he hadn't met Shen Wei.

  May be a waiter with mediocre performance in Ye Paris, or he may be forced by the pressure of life, unable to bear the temptation, and sell himself early...

   In short, I will not live more like a person than I am today.

  …

   Can't catch the tail of November, and enter December in a blink of an eye.

  The weather changes as soon as it is said. The last three days have been cloudy and rainy, and the temperature has dropped significantly.

  Shen Yu took out the long-sleeved jacket and windbreaker, and began to prepare for winter.

   At this time, three full months have passed since Quan Hanting disappeared.

   A week later, Ningcheng ushered in the strongest rainfall of the season, crackling outside the window, and strong winds, Shen Wei stood in the house, separated by the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the years were peaceful.

  The heavy rainfall only lasted for one day, and then it turned to light rain, and the temperature became cooler day by day at a speed that could be felt in the pores.

  Shen Wei pushed open the window, and the air was filled with an obvious earthy smell, with the unique cleanliness and freshness after being washed by rain.

   "It's going to be winter..." she whispered.

  Two days later, Shen Chunhang appeared in Dongli Mountain Villa. The first time he entered the door, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Shen Hou's slightly protruding belly.

  Shock, horror, anger... All kinds of emotions flashed through his eyes, entangled and messed up.

  In the end, it turned into a helpless sigh—

   "Let's go, uncle will take you home."

   "Heh... Do I still have a home?"

   "Don't forget, your surname is Shen." He paused every word.

  Ningcheng Shen family, Jingping also has a Shen family!

  —End of this volume—

   So far, [Ningcheng Turning the Clouds] volume is over, and the next chapter will officially enter the [Jingping Chaochao] volume.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)