The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

He Qing followed behind the young man of Sven, full of admiration for him.

[System, the time is almost the same. 】

[Yes, He Changying has woke up. 】

The teenager pulled on Lin Guan’s clothes corner and watched him turn to smile softly at himself. He also returned a sweet smile, “Lin Guan, I like you the most.”

"How come suddenly such a sweet talk." Lu Linguan petted his head, his eyes full of tenderness, "I also like A Qing most."

"Will it not change?"

The boy looked up at him with a pair of bright black eyes, full of seriousness.

"Of course it won't change."

After getting the promise he wanted, the teenager filled a small smile with satisfaction. The lovely dimple was looming, but the phone rang at the moment. He answered the phone, and Zheng Shenke's magnetic voice came out, "Uncle He woke up, I arranged the car to come Pick you up, right at the door of the school."

"Really?!" The teenager's surprise cry made Lu Linguan look at him, "A Qing, what's wrong?"

"Lin Guan! My dad woke up!"

Like the sapping orchid regained its vitality, He Qingxi squeezed the phone unexpectedly and happily shared this good news with his lover, "My dad woke up! He woke up!"

Lu Linguan's eyes sank, and he smiled softly, "This is really good news."

——

His face was full of weakness, and it was obvious that the young and handsome middle-aged man leaned on the mattress behind him. His body was too weak, and even his breath was maintained by oxygen inhalation. He Changying tried to lift his own The hand fell into the big hand of the man with a clear bone.

"Shen Ke..." Every time he said a word, he had to slow down for a long time. Even so, he was slow and weak. Then he continued, "All these years...I have been doing charity, outside Everyone says that I am a kind-hearted person, in fact...I am for atonement..."

Zheng Shenke's hands were stiff, and he looked at this uncle He who nurtured himself and grew up in disbelief.

"I've been in a coma for a while...Lu Ren did not provoke a lot... I know he will tell you that your parents were killed by me...Shen Ke, this is true..."

He Changying gasped, he felt that his hands were slowly and stiffly leaving, and he smiled bitterly, "It is I who caused you to lose your parents, so, cough... so it will be so many years later, I will take the same Let's leave...this is retribution..."

Zheng Shenke's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He withdrew his hands and placed them on both sides, clenched tightly, astringently, "My parents, how did they die..."

He Changying shook his head weakly, "It's me, I killed... Shen Ke, I know I'm sorry for you... I didn't protect your father's shares, I signed the will, and when I die, just Give you the remaining shares, you, don’t anger A Qing, OK?"

"A Qing, he doesn't know anything. He's left for you, can you watch it, cough... for so many years, I have been trying to cultivate your share, protecting A Qing, he, he too Silly...no one is guarding...he can't survive..."

"Shen Ke, uncle begs you, you protect A Qing, OK..."

The man slowly stood up and looked down at He Changying, who raised him in bed, and his hands almost pinched to bleed, and his eyes were red, "Uncle He, you are lying to me."

He Changying's expression was startled.

"You have no reason to harm my parents. Over the years, you have treated me well, cultivated me, and pushed me to the top of the company. It is indeed because of guilt, but this guilt is definitely not because of yourself!"

"Uncle He, you know that He Qing can't help, and you know that I will take care of him in your face, but you are really not afraid. After you tell me this, will I stop him?"

His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "You've calculated that Lu Ren will part us for the sake of the shares, and I know I will be suspicious, and I will check what happened then, right?"

The middle-aged man on the bed was full of despair. He struggled to raise his hand and tremblingly stretched towards Zheng Shenke. "Shen Ke... it's me... it's really me..."

"You know I will find out, I will hate the murderer who killed my parents, you don't want me to hate him, so Uncle He, you told me that you killed my parents."

"You can be so guarded, and you will not be afraid of yourself, except for He Qing, who else."

"No... not..." He Changying could not speak clearly, but he was still trying to defend himself, "A Qing, A Qing knows nothing..."

"Yes." Zheng Shenke nodded his head, his confused thoughts slowly sorted out, "When my parents had an accident, he was still young. After so many years, I definitely don't remember anything. Uncle Ho, you are now responsible for killing my parents. 'S crimes, I was afraid that I would find out to retaliate, and second, I was afraid that He Qing would know about it."

He Changying began to worry when he heard his words. He said vaguely, "Share... Give you... Don't, don't..." Don't hurt A Qing...

Looking at the uncle who raised him anxiously coughing and panting, the man squeezed his fist, He Qing had his father to protect, and he did not hesitate to carry the murderer's crime, but he ? What about his dead parents?

"Shen Ke...Shen Ke...cough cough cough...I beg you...cough cough..." He Changying coughed more and more, but the turbid eyes kept staring at Zheng Shenke, his eyes full of pleading .

"Okay." Zheng Shenke's eyes were flushed, and he loosened his clenched fists, and agreed astringently, "I don't hurt him, but don't expect me to protect him, and I don't want your equity, just as it is, thank you Years of nurturing grace..."

"Shares...Shares for you..." He Changying breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said hard, "Huaibi... its sin... A Qing, can't be guaranteed..."

"Thank you, thank you...Shen Ke...help me say to A Qing...right...no..."

"Drip--" The ECG monitor became a straight line, and Zheng Shenke stood stiffly. He Changying's eyes on the bed were full of reassurance and nostalgia, and he always stopped for the moment.

Was it the same when his parents left?

Not sure about his son, he had to leave.

The door was knocked open, and the boy rushed in joy, "Dad! You wake up!"

The energetic voice came to a halt after seeing the middle-aged man who had lost his breath on the bed. He stepped forward incredulously, "Dad...Dad?"

"father!!"

Zheng Shenke stood there, watching the teenager from joy to sorrow, the person hugging the bed wept bitterly, the people outside the door heard his cries squeezed in, the ward began to get busy, he stood there fixedly, the only one in his eyes The pitiful look of the gasped boy crying out of breath.

Lu Linguan walked in. He looked at the lawyer who had been staying outside the door at the moment, and then looked at Zheng Shenke who had been expressionless. He asked, "Are Uncle He leaving a will."

In front of the hospital bed, the lawyer took out his will and announced: "Mr. He had made a will in our office. After notarization by two or more people, 30% of the shares held by He Changying himself, all the assets he left, including shares, All to the adopted son Zheng Shenke."

"what did you say?!"

Lu Linguan frowned abruptly, "Leave it all to Zheng Shenke? What about his own child?"

The lawyer slightly foreheaded, "Mr. He has deposited the amount of tuition fees he will need in the future. The bank will send it regularly until the age of 25. The specific total amount is about 100,000, which is enough to support his life."

"Hundreds of thousands?" How about sending Hanako?

Lu Linguan didn't expect it to be like this. He Qing is He Changying's biological child. Wherever he has property, he will leave it to his adoptive children. His child's reason is not to give him anything. His first reaction was that Zheng Shenke changed his will, otherwise he would definitely say Nowhere.

"A Qing!" The Sven man hurriedly pulled up the crying boy who couldn't breathe. "There is something wrong with this will, don't cry!"

"Lin Guan..." He Qing couldn't keep up with her crying, and couldn't hear what he was saying, "Dad, daddy he..."

"This gentleman, the will was made in the presence of a notary. To prevent disputes, after Mr. He's consent, we kept the video. If you don't believe it, you can ask the court to view the video."

Lu Linguan was also a little embarrassed for a while, and the people in his arms were still crying in mourning. He was so upset that he could only think of looking for his father to discuss countermeasures. He was anxiously holding the boy’s shoulder, "A Qing, this will If you have any questions, I will go to my father to help you. You are waiting for me, OK?"

"Lin Guan..." The young man clutched the sleeve of the Sven youth tightly, and his crying and swollen eyes were full of pleading, "Can you not leave..."

Lu Linguan hesitated for a moment and gently touched his head. "Good boy, I'll be back soon."

After that, he broke his hand.

When passing by Zheng Shenke, the man's cold and emotionless voice sounded softly, "I will block the news before He Shu is not buried."

Lu Linguan's eyes moved and left without saying anything.

He didn't look back, and naturally he didn't know how helpless and hopeless the boy behind him looked at him.

"He Qing." The blow didn't stop there. The cold voice came out of the man's lips. He looked down at the tearful teenager, his eyes full of indifference. "When Uncle He is buried, you will move out."

"Zheng Shenke..." The teenager's crying nose was red and he looked at him stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Get up when you cry enough to pack your things."

The teenager stood up, his eyes full of helplessness, "Why..."

"According to the will, the house is left to me, I don't want you to live in my house, understand?"

Zheng Shenke turned around with unabashed disgust in his eyes, "If your things are not packed before night, I will let the housekeeper throw them out."

He Qing looked stunned, as if he was dreaming. Before that, he still talked to himself warmly, but only a moment later, the sky changed.

Seeing that the man opened the door, he would go out, and the boy with red eyes suddenly angered, "Zheng Shenke!"

The man's footsteps froze.

Behind the boy was a sobbing voice with a collapsed emotion, "You pretended to be good to me, was it for the shares! Now Dad gives you the shares, so you don't pretend, right?"

The handsome man's eyebrows were covered with frost. His hands on both sides were tightly held, without looking back, and the magnetic voice said indifferently, "Yes, you are right."

"If it is not for shares, who will endure your lawless arrogance."

The young man seemed to be instantly exhausted of his strength, and he slumped softly on the ground, still holding He Changying's cold hand.

——

"Engage me?" Lu Linguan looked at the **** the opposite side, "Don't you always dislike me?"

Mo Chuyu exhaled and looked at him bitterly, "It's just a commercial marriage, and each one of them is married, how about it, but I can't agree."

"Promise, of course."

Lu Lin watched Mo Chuyu sigh of relief after he promised. When he heard the news of He Changying’s death, He Qing had nothing, he had to change his target, since Mo Chuyu hit himself Come up, of course, laughed.

"Okay! Since you promised, don't bother A Qing in the future, have you heard it!"

Facing Mo Chuyu's request, Lu Linguan raised his eyebrows and agreed without hesitation. Anyway, he was supposed to do this.

He stretched out his hand naturally and put it on the shoulder of the girl. Almost for a second, Mo Chuyu dodged that hand as quickly as if it was sprayed with some venom. The look in Lu Linguan's eyes was full of disgust. "what are you doing!"

"Why do you show this expression." Lu Linguan smiled gently. "If not, how could A Qing die?"

He dropped his hand again, but this time, Mo Chuyu did not dodge.

She endured the bitter cold rising in her heart and said coldly, "Lu Linguan, you are really scum."

The Sven man smiled and said nothing.

When he was kicked out neatly, the homeless boy wandered around the campus and saw such a scene.

Junxiu's hands fell on the girl intimately, and the two looked down one at a time, looking at each other ambiguously.

He Qing white face: "You..."

Panic flashed in Mo Chuyu's eyes, and the conditioned reflex wanted to shake off the hand on his shoulder, but he was firmly held by the gentle smiling young man.

Putting his hands on the slender waist of the girl, he smiled and turned as usual, "A Qing, I am with Chu Yu."

"let's break up."