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Chapter 6

It was a man with gold-rimmed glasses. He stared straight at Gu Yan with a playful look on his face: "Let's have a competition. How about the loser drinking."

"Is it that kind of beautiful wine?"

Ten minutes later, after the man drank five glasses of wine in a row, his face became obviously ugly.

He didn't understand why this beautiful and weak-looking young man didn't let him win even once, even though he seemed drunk. He had bad intentions, but now he was slapped in the face in public.

Gu Yan's posture was very relaxed, and the stamina of the glass of wine seemed to be becoming more and more obvious. He actually smiled at the man, as if because he was not sober, he spoke very slowly: "Should we continue? Actually, I think you can throw it away Not as good as Button." There was actually no trace of sarcasm in his tone, as if he was just stating a fact seriously: "Oh, Button is a very cute Chow, and he is my good friend."

Gu Yan did. He didn't mean to laugh at him, but to others, it was a naked humiliation.

The man's expression was twisted and ferocious: "Little bastard, no one taught you to speak properly! Do you know who I am!"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out to grab Gu Yan's collar.

Gu Yan felt that everything in front of him was shaking, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to slightly support the target platform.

A strong arm grabbed the man's hand before Xu Chen stopped him.

There was a sound of broken finger bones: "Ah."

Gu Jinxiao's face was very gloomy. He was already in a rage. He pushed aside the crowd and saw the scene just now. The younger son's face was crimson and his eyes were blurred. He was leaning slightly against the target platform as if he could no longer stand, which made him even more furious.

The bar manager stood aside tremblingly, not daring to speak at all.

The stamina of that glass of wine was finally fully unleashed. Gu Yan's eyes darkened and his body was about to go limp.

Gu San and Xu Chen immediately stretched out their hands to help, but saw Gu Jinxiao grabbing their youngest son's waist and pulling him over, letting the youngest son half lean in his arms.

Such a gesture is actually somewhat ambiguous to outsiders.

The young man's thin and flexible body lay softly in the arms of a tall and strong man. The scattered black hair faintly covered half of the young man's face. The thin white skin exposed on the side of the face was slightly red and half-closed. His eyes seemed to be filled with water, and his long eyelashes trembled unconsciously. Especially when the boy's head unconsciously rubbed against the man's chest, it gave people a feeling of surging blood.

Gu Jinxiao ignored the man behind him who was still screaming. He first glanced at Xu Chen and his hand before he could take it back. His eyes were gloomy and cold, as if he were looking at a dead person.

After a while, he seemed to smile and said gloomily: "Master Xu, you really know how to take care of my son."

Xu Chen's feet went soft and he couldn't help but shudder.

The weak voice of his little son came from his arms: "Dad..."

Gu Yan seemed to recognize him from the familiar breath, and Gu Jinxiao lowered his head to look at his little son.

Looking at it from his angle, the youngest son's crimson cheeks seemed to be able to squeeze out water. He slightly raised his head from his arms and looked at him, half-opening his beautiful eyes, where the water was shining and slightly lost. The scorched pupils were full of reflections of himself, and they were so deep that they seemed to be sucking people in.

Gu Yan seemed to confirm that it was him, and pressed his hot cheek tightly against his chest. He seemed to have returned to a safe and warm harbor, a place where he could be willful and coquettish, humming intermittently: "Dad... I feel bad..."

Gu Jinxiao's face was as dark as water, and his expression was indistinguishable from emotion to anger. It was difficult to tell clearly what he was feeling at this moment. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suppress the anger in his heart, or maybe there was something else. He raised his hand and touched the red corners of Gu Yan's eyes: "I'll settle the score with you when we get back."

Gu Jinxiao picked up his youngest son by the waist and was about to walk out, as if he suddenly remembered what the man beside him who was moaning had just said. Bold words.

He tilted his head slightly and said calmly: "He doesn't need to talk well, and he doesn't need to know who you are. Because he has his father and I am used to him."

Gu Jinxiao glanced at Gu San and motioned for him to handle the follow-up. The latter understood. nod. He hugged his young son and left the bar surrounded by accompanying bodyguards.

Behind him, Gu San walked up to the man and looked at him meaningfully: "Sir, you should be lucky that you didn't touch him. Otherwise... you would have broken more than just your hand."

Xu Chen seemed to be frozen, he looked at Looking at the direction where Gu Jinxiao was holding Gu Yan and leaving, his heart was horrified and his expression was astonished.

Then...is that really Gu Yan's father? What father would do this to his son? What father would be so protective and... possessive about his son? What shocked him even more was that the cold and cold Gu Yan could act so submissively and obediently...acting like a baby in his father's arms?

Gu Jinxiao has never been a good-tempered person. It's just that over the years, his temper has become less and less obvious, making it easy for people to lose sight of his joy and anger. Coupled with his status, there are very few things or people that can make him angry.

But at this moment, he looked at his little son lying in his arms, and the hot temperature came from the skin next to each other, as if a fire was ignited in his heart.

As if he finally couldn't control the violence in his heart, he raised his hand and grabbed his youngest son's chin, forcing him to raise his head: "Gu Yan, wake up."

Gu Jinxiao used a lot of strength, but his youngest son was fragile. There was no force on his skin at all, and bright red fingerprints immediately appeared.

As if awakened by the pain, Gu Yan snorted and opened his half-closed eyes. The tips of his eyes were still red.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Jinxiao felt even more angry in his heart, and the strength in his hand increased by two points.

"Who allowed you to drink like this? You are becoming more and more capable."

Gu Yan was still tipsy. He looked into Gu Jinxiao's eyes and smiled slightly, but the grievance in his eyes seemed like he was about to cry: " Because they are beautiful... like my father's eyes..."

Alcohol seemed to amplify all Gu Yan's senses and thinking, amplifying the grievances, pain, and love in his heart, and also amplified his courage.

He propped himself up slightly and put one hand on Gu Jinxiao's arm.

A kiss, the younger son kissed his eyes.

Very light and gentle, careful.

Gu Jinxiao seemed to have stopped breathing. At that moment, an indescribable shiver ran up his back.

Alcohol blurred Gu Yan's mind, but it could not erase the love in his heart.

The younger son's eyes were filled with water, and the focus was blurred. His voice was faintly crying: "Dad... Yanyan... Yanyan loves you."