Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

The old lady froze in place, looking at the teenager with disbelief, she did not expect Shen Cheng to disobey her. She had already inquired before coming, this child was living a hard life, the wealth of the Ji family was incomparable to the Shen family in any way. Shouldn't this child be climbing onto their backs and sucking up to them, actually so arrogant?!

The old lady accused: "Is this how you talk to your elders? You have no manners, have your parents ever taught you properly?"

A gloomy look crossed the bottom of Shen Cheng's eyes.

However, a figure unexpectedly took a step forward and stepped in front of him, Ji Yuansheng's figure was as tall as a mountain, and his voice was calm and strong: "As his father, I will decide whether he has manners or not.

The old lady could not speak for a moment, she was familiar with her own son for so many years and could feel that Ji Yuan Sheng was indeed angry. The old lady finally felt that Shen Cheng might be really important to him.

Perhaps Mrs. Ji knew that there was no turning back, and said softly, "But after all, Beichuan is also the child you have raised for more than ten years, so you can't tolerate him that much?"

Ji Yuansheng lowered his head and looked at Ji Beichuan, his black pupils seemed to be able to see through his heart, pulling out all the dirty calculations in his mind and drying them out in the sunlight, the man then said: "If he can't tolerate others, naturally I can't tolerate him either."

The old lady's eyes widened slightly, her son's words were so informative that she didn't respond at once: "What do you mean?"

Seeing that she was about to get to the bottom of it, Ji Beichuan panicked, he took the old lady's hand, "Grandma, it's okay, don't get upset with father over me, I can take care of myself."

His understanding look made the old woman’s heart ache a little.

Ji Beichuan asked again in a somewhat humble manner, "Just can I still call you grandmother from now on?"

The old lady immediately, "Of course!"

"That's good, I will still come home to see you often in the future." Ji Beichuan's voice trailed off, "Just don't mind me being annoying."

"How can I do that ......"

They were in a cozy piece here, but it didn't enter anyone else's eyes.

Ji Yuansheng lowered his head to Shen Cheng and asked, "Are you tired?"

Shen Cheng's cool face did not fluctuate much as he raised his face and replied, "Fine."

Ji Yuansheng glanced at the sky outside, "Let's go, back first, don't get tired after this long trip."

Seeing that he was leaving, Ji Beichuan panicked and subconsciously called out, "Father..."

The trip was very private, in order to prevent the old lady from appearing in front of Shen Cheng, he did not let any information leak out, so how did the old lady know about it?

There was only one reason, Ji Beichuan had tipped her off and had premeditated. This play today was deliberately designed by him, it was too obvious and displeasing to him.

Ji Yuansheng's eyes sank slightly as he whispered, "Your father is someone else, and my wife has only left me a child."

Ji Beichuan felt like a heavy stone had suddenly been slammed down on him, weighing him down and leaving him breathless.

But the man did not give him time to speak, lifted his steps and left. Shen Cheng did not leave, but he did not say even a few words of triumph as the winner as Ji Beichuan had imagined, not even with any complacency, not with any disdain for him, he could not even get more information from those indifferent eyes.

It was as if, his own embarrassment, his ugliness, was not worth mentioning in Shen Cheng's eyes.

He didn't care.

This was a hundred times more unbearable than mockery.

......

Downstairs, there were two people sitting in the back seat of the low-key, restrained limousine.

The president who normally wouldn't be nervous even in the face of a falling stock market looked at the teenager sitting next to him anxiously, he said; "Would you like to go home for a look?"

Shen Cheng withdrew his gaze that fell outside the window: "No."

Ji Yuansheng's hand at his side unconsciously tightened, a little nervous, but the next second he heard Shen Cheng say, "There are still classes at school."

Life is always full of surprises when there are big ups and downs.

Ji Yuansheng was a little excited, he looked at the child with some pleasure, probably understanding that this was not a refusal to go home, he habitually arranged, "I already gave you half a day off when I came, I won't go there this afternoon."

There was silence in the car for a moment.

Shen Cheng saw the tall, handsome man in front of him show hesitation on his face, and added, "What do you think?"

In the past, when he was at home, Shen Dashan always avoided him and refused to communicate, while Gao Can never had two good words when they met, no one could communicate with him, no one asked his opinion, or rather, no one cared what he thought, while Ji Yuansheng, a tough person by nature, actually took care of his opinion.

He actually had a very vague idea of a home, at least in the past, home was not a good description for him, a place full of quarrels and gloom, those people were more like strangers living together under the roof rather than his family, over the long years he gradually got used to it all and to such a life.

Until ......

He stepped into Jian Shiwu's home and met the Jian family's mode of living together.

It turns out that it is possible for a family to get together without quarrelling, it turns out that home can be warm, it turns out that family members can also get along very close and calmly.

Shen Cheng had to admit that he was a little envious.

For the first time in his life, he felt the warmth of home, which made his heart, which had always been cold, actually have the slightest crack, and even had some vague expectation that he also wanted to have a home.

Ji Yuansheng sat beside him, thinking Shen Cheng's silence was reluctance, he said, "If you're afraid you won't be able to keep up with the school lessons, then I'll have the driver..."

"No need."

Shen Cheng looked up at him, and for the first time, the resistance and detachment faded from those dark eyes as he said in a light voice, "Let’s go back and take a look."

Ji Yuansheng's tall body stiffened inaudibly, before, he was prepared for a protracted battle, although Shen Cheng did not say so, he could feel Shen Cheng's rejection of him, these ten years of vacancy was what he owed to this child, so no matter how difficult it was, he was prepared to deal with it.

For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating, but when he looked back again, it did seem to be true.

Ji Yuansheng's face was calm on the surface, but his voice was a little stiff: "Good, then dad will make a call back and ask them to prepare."

......

The Ji family mansion.

The housekeeper had already ordered arrangements to be made when she received the call, the kitchen was cooking and the others were once again cleaning the rooms and receiving their young master back with the best of manners.

When Ji Beichuan was here, because she was his own nanny and his most trusted aunt, and because Mr. Ji was not always at home, she was above everyone except the housekeeper, but since Ji Beichuan was found out not to be the young master of the Ji family, everything was different.

"Sister Li, the housekeeper asked you to go to the backyard to take care of the storage room, sir. has ordered to remove all of Ji Beichuan's things from the house, that shipment is coming today, you go and help."

Sister Li was unhappy: "You want me to do this kind of work?"

Nanny No. 2 smiled, "You're saying that, we're servants, we're just working, what kind of work can't we do?"

Sister Li was choked up.

Where did she need to do this kind of manual work before?

These people, once they realised she was out of favour and was useless, were like this!

She went back to the back to fetch her gloves, but when she passed the pantry, she heard the whispered voices of the people.

"Do you think Sir will sack her now that Young Master Beichuan has left?"

"She still thinks she's in a high position now that her master is gone."

"But she's very experienced hey, maybe she will be appreciated by the new young master?"

"Are you kidding, I heard our new young master has a grudge against Ji Beichuan, how would he use Ji Beichuan's person?"

"Isn't she cool then?"

"Hahahahaha ......"

The ones inside the manor are all people savvy and most likely looked forward to the change, a new master means a new shuffle, too many people want to take Sister Li's place, and there is no shortage of those who fall on the well.

Sister Li secretly gritted her teeth, a hint of ruthlessness crossed her eyes, and finally held back and left.

Half an hour later.

The car drove into the manor, the Ji family's mansion is built on the shores of a resort lake, beautiful scenery, because Shen Youting likes flowers and willows, so along the way a hundred flowers bloom, green trees, and some look at the original design of the garden is very elegant, from the car will also smell the fragrance of flowers.

Ji Yuansheng opened the car door for Shen Cheng and when he saw him looking at the greenery, he took the initiative to explain, "Your mother is a designer, these gardens are all her handiwork."

Shen Cheng spoke, "Has it been left until now?"

"There has always been a landscaper, and they have been maintained as they are over the years." Ji Yuansheng saw his interest and spoke more: "Your room is on the first floor, that's the best place to view the scenery, standing in front of the window you can see the panoramic view of the place."

He talked in a low voice beside Shen Cheng as the servants of the estate, who had long been informed, peeked out from behind.

Before this, they had been worried that the young master would come from a poor family and would have a low opinion, or that he would not be as close to sir as the young master was.

Even though Shen Cheng was wearing a clean and solemn school uniform, he had a sense of nobility just by standing there, and he was not embarrassed by the luxury of the manor.

Just walking and talking, all the way to the first floor.

Ji Yuansheng pushed open the room, this room was facing the sun, unlike the gloomy, grey and cold room Shen Cheng had before. The large room was furnished with a clean and neatly laid bed, and over against the floor-to-ceiling window was a large floor-to-ceiling bookcase filled with books of all sizes.

A closer look revealed more details. This room has many things that are difficult to acquire for the average family nowadays, a computer, a game console that is worth a lot of money at first glance, a full series of the hottest comics of the day, and even an unopened mobile phone case on a table not far away.

Shen Cheng looked at this room to be stuffed with big and small stuffed toys, mech toys, he asked Ji Yuansheng, "What's this?"

If it was left by Ji Beichuan, he would turn around and leave now.

Ji Yuansheng picked up an Ultraman on the floor, the tall and handsome man held it a bit comically, as if he was afraid he wouldn't recognize it and made a point of explaining, "This is a dija."

“......”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Shen Cheng looked at the red Ultraman and for the first time in his life, could not say anything.

Without saying anything, Shen Cheng swept a glance around and saw something even more outrageous, his eyelids jumped: "What is this again."

Ji Yuan Sheng at the back stepped forward and also saw what was placed in the glass cabinet, it was a very tall humanoid doll with well made armour, he introduced it, "This is a limited edition combat suit of armoured warriors, your friends say it's the hottest nowadays, boys love it."

The aged butler at the back of the bias was afraid that Shen Cheng would not appreciate the sentiment: "And this is something that sir also contacted his assistant abroad to purchase specially for you, of course, the young master's friends are also very dedicated, the young master still needs to thank them."

“......”

Shen Cheng narrowed his eyes, suppressing his speechlessness at this fancy room, he turned around, "So, may I ask which friend gave the advice?"

He would be very grateful, very thankfully indeed.