2.2

Ning Wangshu had wanted to tug on the corner of her father’s coat, but when she touched the sinister sight Wang Ma cast over, she trembled in fear, then stiffened and allowed Zhao Xinfang to carry her over.

“Ah, open your mouth. This is the baby’s favorite purple potato rice paste, it’s very sweet and fragrant.” Zhao Xinfang coaxed softly with a kind and patient attitude. If not for the fact that Zhou Yunsheng had already known her true colors, he would almost have been fooled by her as well.

Ning Shi Nian met Zhao Xin Fang at an orphanage, where she was a volunteer who went over every weekend to take care of the children. It was only after seeing her treat the children with tenderness and patience that Ning Shi Nian had the idea of marrying her. Right now, he was satisfied with Zhao Xinfang’s performance, and his cold face slightly softened.

Zhou Yunsheng picked at the rice in small bites, his eyes only staring at the dishes in front of him, not looking elsewhere in the slightest.

Wang Ma finished serving the food, cleaned the kitchen, and smiled while wiping her hands, “Ma’am, it’s better for me to feed the baby, you’ve been tired all day today.”

Ning Wangshu was so scared that her face turned pale, but because she was scared of being beaten by Wang Ma, she just clenched her teeth and silently wept, and didn’t dare to resist. Wang Ma pretended to exclaim, “Aiya, what’s wrong? You were fine just now, why are you crying in the blink of an eye? The baby won’t talk, won’t eat, won’t sleep, and inexplicably cries, and can’t make a sound, which is heartbreaking. Sins ah, a good child how to be like this ……”

She was already in old tears as she spoke, looking even more pitiful than Ning Wangshu.

Ning Wangshu has been scared into a quail, stiffly shrinking in her arms, not even daring to breathe. Zhou Yunsheng only came for a day can see Ning Wangshu on Wang Ma’s fear, favoring Ning Snyan in the Bureau, since childhood is Wang Ma dragged grown up, and her love as mother and son, hard to the slightest difference did not notice.

Right now, he was provoked into anger by Wang Ma’s few words, his cold and sharp line of sight swept towards Zhou Yunsheng, but because of his concern for the child, he barely held it down. Holding his son up, he softly comforted and coaxed him, singing the nursery rhymes that Wang Ma had sung to him when he was a child. But instead of regaining his composure, Ning Wangshu’s body convulsed when he heard it.

Ning Shinian’s heart was burning with worry, and he immediately picked up his son and went back to his room, calling the family doctor in quick succession. Wang Ma and Zhao Xinfang drew up their legs and followed.

Only Zhou Yunsheng was left alone in the restaurant in the blink of an eye. He put down the bowl, slowly wiped his mouth and washed his hands again before returning to his room.

Wei Xi Proverbs’ room was simply furnished, with a bookcase full of books on painting techniques, and drawers stuffed with paints and canvases of various brands. He was obviously a painting fanatic, with nothing else to do in his life but painting.

But the current Zhou Yunsheng was a hacker, and he desperately needed a computer. After rummaging around the room for a while, he finally fished out a laptop from the box under the bed, opened it up and connected it to the internet.

The bright lights cast shadows on the teenager’s androgynous, delicate features as he stared intently at the screen, his fingers moving across the keyboard at a speed indiscernible to the naked eye. After a few minutes, he was interrupted by a sharp knock on the door and couldn’t help but frown.

“Wei Xi Proverbs, let’s talk, you come out!” Ning Snyan shouted in a deep voice while knocking on the door. There was no movement inside, he was a little agitated and couldn’t help but kick the door panel.

Fortunately, the Ning family was very rich, and the doors of the rooms were all well-made solid wood doors, so unless there were two more brawny men, it wouldn’t be that easy to break into the house.

Zhou Yunsheng’s taut nerves relaxed, pursed his lips, picked up the teacup on the desk and smashed it fiercely to express his resolute attitude of not meeting with it.

In the past, Wei Xi Proverbs did not dare to talk to Ning S Nian, but now Zhou Yunsheng simply does not want to talk to him. Ning Si-nian had already sentenced Wei Xi Proverbs to death in his heart, let Wei Xi Proverbs how to explain, I’m afraid he can’t listen to it.

Ning Snyan heard a loud clang and saw tea seeping out along the carpet, so it was clear that the person inside was also on the verge of a manic episode. Thinking of his parents’ advice to ‘never irritate Xi Proverbs’, he tugged at his tie and had to pace away. The bruises on his son’s body were something he had photographed and passed on to his parents across the ocean to see, but they refused to believe it no matter what, saying only that Xi Proverbs would never hurt anyone else.

He even had the guts to smash a cup. Is that what you call not hurting others? He didn’t do it. Was it Xin Fang? Was it Wang Ma? One is a gentle and introverted wife with a good heart, and the other is Wang Ma, who has taken care of herself since she was a child and is like a mother and her son, so Ningshi Nian suspects no one but the two of them. What’s more, his son said he was beaten by his brother-in-law. He’s so young, how could he lie?

Hearing the footsteps fading away, Zhou Yunsheng clicked the enter key and implanted a small program he had written into Ning Snyan’s computer.

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Ning Snyan stood by his son’s bedside, looking at his sleeping face that appeared terrified even after being injected with tranquilizers, and for a moment his heart ached like a twist. The words of the family doctor echoed in his mind over and over again: Mr. Ning, judging from the situation, the abuse your son suffered has left a psychological shadow, you need to find him a psychiatrist as soon as possible and keep him away from the source of terror.

Away from the source of terror? Ning Snyan contemplated for a moment, and gently walked towards the study. Zhao Xinfang stood under the light in the corridor, and when she saw him approaching, she whispered, “I’m sorry S’nian, it’s me who didn’t take good care of the baby. How about I quit my job at the orphanage? Wang Ma is guarding the baby all by herself, and there will always be times when she’s too busy. Also, I’ve contacted a psychiatrist, it’s Dr. Sun Wen from the Psychology Department of Kyoto Medical University, he’s very knowledgeable about children’s psychological problems, and he’s considered one of the best in China. This is his business card, you keep it for now, from now on I will bring the baby to the doctor every Wednesday.”

“No need to quit, you’re only going for the weekend, it won’t take much time. Besides, there’s only a thousand days to be a thief not a thousand days to prevent a thief. I’ll talk to my parents and try to send Wei Xi Proverbs away as soon as possible. I was going to contact Dr. Curran, but I didn’t expect you to be one step ahead of me. Dr. Sunfang is also very good and is currently in the country, which is convenient. Xin Fang, hard work.” Ning Shinian took the business card and looked at it carefully.

Zhao Xin Fang saw that he had a tired expression and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn’t say anything else. The two brothers have not been together for a long time now, and their feelings are weak. When their feelings become deeper in the future, God knows whether Wei Xi Proverbs will tell the truth about what happened that day. Now not only did the plan work, but also made Ning Wangshu’s little bastard into an idiot, Zhao Xinfang’s heart did not mention how happy.

She covered the door to her husband’s room and smiled pleasantly.

Ning Shi Nian walked to the window to smoke, the orange-red cigarette butts flickering on and off sharply, just like his anxious mood. In less than half a minute, he finished a whole cigarette, and only then did he press the lamp and call his parents.

“The number you have dialed is closed ……”

“The number you have dialed is closed ……”

“The number you have dialed is …….”

After trying several times in a row without dialing, he threw the phone away in annoyance, but accidentally touched the mouse and activated the computer in standby. An advertisement box popped up, with a striking orange font.

Ning Snyan was about to turn it off when he froze after reading the text content.

“Are you still worried about theft in your home? Are you still worried about lazy babysitters? Are you still angry that your children are abused by the babysitter? Pinhole camera, solve all your worries! □□, home installation, convenient and practical ……”

The following content Ningshnian did not read any further, his eyes quickly flashed a brilliant light – since his parents were unwilling to believe, he would lay the evidence in front of them. Under ironclad evidence, even if Wei Xi Proverbs was dead set on not leaving, he would call for someone to throw him out, and also make him pay a terrible price.

He picked up his cell phone again and dialed Zhao Jun’s number.

Zhao Jun lived just to the west of the Ning family mansion, once a mercenary, he now served as Ning Snian’s chauffeur and bodyguard, and was also responsible for handling many unseen matters for Ning Snian. When he received the call, he didn’t even ask, and quickly prepared a set of surveillance equipment.

On the following day, Ning Stern went to work, while Zhao Jun pretended to clean the air conditioner, installed pinhole cameras in all corners of Ning’s mansion, not even in the bathroom, and finally stuffed a rice-sized listening device into the long-life lock worn by Ning Wangshu.

Now that it was summer vacation, Zhou Yunsheng didn’t need to attend classes and woke up and ate breakfast before locking himself into the drawing room. Now that he had replaced Wei Xi Proverbs, he naturally wanted to help Wei Xi Proverbs realize his dream.

There is no doubt that Wessex Proverbs dreamed of becoming a great painter.

Feeling the many extra monitors in the mansion, his mood, which was not considered pleasant, slowly brightened, and he reached out his white, slender fingertips to pick apart the white cloth on the drawing board.

This is a soon-to-be-completed painting of an idyllic scene, taken from the scene of the Ning family mansion, under the brilliant sunshine is a garden blooming with moonflowers and roses, rendered into a large area of warm tones to make people’s moods happy. In all fairness, Wei Xi Proverbs does have a bit of aura in painting, but because of his narrow vision and closed personality, he lacks something deeper.

His paintings are delicate and aesthetic, giving visual enjoyment but failing to shake one’s soul.

Zhou Yunsheng had reincarnated for hundreds and nearly a thousand lifetimes, and although he played the role of the villain in each of those lifetimes, it was unavoidable to say that without certain abilities, how could he become an existence that could compete with the protagonist? In each reincarnation, he not only devoted himself to accomplishing his mission, but also did not forget to learn various skills. He had been a scholar, a state teacher, an emperor, an immortal cultivator, a knight, a duke, a pope, a magician, and all these experiences had given him endless pain and at the same time priceless wealth.

He has comprehended a myriad of skills, which naturally include painting. Whether it’s Chinese painting, oil painting, sketching, or gouache, as long as he is given a brush, he can create a world.

His attainments in painting were completely incomparable to Wei Xi Proverbs, and even in this world, there was no one who could compare to him. Therefore, accomplishing Wei Xi Proverbs’ dream was simply not difficult for Zhou Yunsheng.

He slowly and methodically observed Wei Xi Proverbs’ paintings, speculating on his painting skills, the room was quiet, with only the sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

At this time, a small figure walked in. He stood in the doorway and explored, seemingly attracted by the enchanting scenery on the canvas, and one footstep at a time, he walked silently and carefully behind Zhou Yunsheng.

After Zhou Yunsheng had finished speculating on Wei Xi Proverbs’ painting style, he turned around and was ready to pick up his brushes and palette, but he looked at Ning Wangshu.

Both were a little self-conscious, clearly taken aback by the other, and you looked at me and I looked at you, staring blankly at each other.

Only after a long time did Zhou Yunsheng slowly, slowly reach out and pick up the palette from the small stool beside Ning Wangshu. Ning Wangshu had intended to back away, but stopped when she realized that the target of his touch wasn’t herself, and tilted her head back to look over with a pair of wide eyes.

Zhou Yunsheng didn’t care about him, diluting the pigment and painting himself on the canvas. Uncle and nephew stood very close to each other, one painting earnestly, the other looking intently, the same delicate face with the same expressionless face, the picture looked a little funny, yet it looked so cozy and cute.