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A black Rolls Royce was parked not far away. The license plate of the car was exactly the one Cen Li was familiar with.

And normally, other than that person, there was no one else in this car …

Why is this different from what I imagined?

Cen Li stared at the car without moving for a long time.

Little Fatso asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Cen Li had never told any of his classmates that he was from Cen Family. Everyone thought Cen Li was from an ordinary working family, including Little Fatso. Therefore, when Little Fatso saw Cen Li stop, he did not connect the Rolls Royce with Cen Li at all.

Cen Li shook his head: "It's fine, wait for me here for a while."

As he spoke, he walked forward.

As if he had thought it through, Cen Li decided that since he lost to Cen Chuanyi in his previous life and failed to live up to his kindness, he would treat him as his dear uncle and never suspect him again!

Cen Li knocked on the window as he walked in front of Rolls-Royce.

The glass in the back seat was lowered, revealing the man sitting inside.

Cen Li was a bit scared when he felt the man's aura. All the ambitious words he had previously made vanished into thin air, leaving him at a loss for what to do.

The man's hair was combed back to reveal a full forehead. His features were remarkably handsome, and his face was thin. From Cen Li's point of view, his eyes were especially charming and his eyelashes were also very long. He was wearing a custom-made suit, and even in the car, it was obvious that he was thin and skinny.

The man raised an eyebrow and asked in a low and slightly hoarse voice, "We're having lunch together?"

This man was called Cen Chuanyi, Cen Li's youngest uncle. However, the two of them were not related by blood — Cen Chuanyi was adopted by Cen Li's grandparents, and did not go through the adoption procedures. He was just eating and living in Cen Family.

It was only because Cen Chuanyi had grown up in Cen Family since he was young that Cen Li called him Little Uncle.

In the past, the founder of Cen's Group, who was also Cen Chuanyi's parents, died early on, so he gave this piece of cake to Cen Li's grandfather to take care of. Cen Li's grandfather swore that when Cen Chuanyi became an adult, he would return the Group to Cen Chuanyi.

Originally, he had to change the name 'Cen's Group', but it was Cen Chuanyi who said there was no need.

After all, he had lived in the Cen's Group for so many years, and his surname was' Cen '.

Cen Li subconsciously refused the man's invitation and shook his head -- Although he knew Cen Chuanyi was good to him, he couldn't change his mind immediately. He did what he had done countless times in his previous life without hesitation.

Cen Chuanyi looked up, "You're not willing?"

"No, no, no …" "I do." Cen Li quickly changed his words.

He suddenly remembered that in this period of junior high school, although his relationship with men was stiff, it did not develop to the point where he was completely cut off from others. He had always been very obedient, so if he recklessly refused, it might arouse the suspicion of other men.

Indeed, he was thinking the same thing. However, it would be much more difficult for him to actually do it.

Cen Li felt that it would be very difficult to ease his relationship with Cen Chuanyi in the future, but he could not give up so easily.

Cen Li thought about it and said, "Can I send my classmate back first?"

"Together." Cen Chuanyi said.

Cen Li replied with an "oh" before turning around to look for Little Fatso.

People of this age would always feel a bit uncomfortable when faced with people they did not know.

Qian Duoshu was standing at the same place somewhat cautiously. When he saw Cen Li coming over, he immediately grabbed onto Cen Li's arm. "Who is that?"

Cen Li casually replied, "My uncle." He wants to eat lunch with me, so I'll just take you home. "

Qian Duoshu blinked his eyes and carefully looked over.

As if he had seen something, he shrank back his neck and whispered, "Your uncle looks so terrifying …"

"..." "It's fine." Cen Li turned around and glanced at Cen Chuanyi.

Sometimes, Cen Li couldn't help but to be nervous. He coughed lightly and whispered, "It is indeed scary, but it's just sending you home. It's just this journey, and I can't eat you, so let's go."

Cen Li reached out his hand to pull the little fatty and the two of them got on the car together.

There was only one seat left in the backseat. Cen Li obviously wouldn't let Qian Duoshu, who was afraid of Cen Chuanyi, to sit in the backseat. He could only grit his teeth and pull open the passenger seat for Little Fatso to sit in the front.

In his previous life, he hadn't taken a car with Cen Chuanyi for four to five years.

At this moment, the two of them were in the same narrow space. Cen Li was at a loss of what to do. He didn't know where to put his hands or feet, so he could only comfort the little fatty by telling him over and over again in his heart.

Cen Chuanyi noticed this and suddenly asked: "What?"

Cen Li: "... "Nope."

"We haven't seen each other for a few days. Do you have a grudge between us?"

"No." Cen Li shook his head, "I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Right after he said that, Cen Chuanyi's slightly cold hand reached over and placed on Cen Li's forehead.

Cen Li was slightly shocked.

In the quiet space, Cen Li could even hear his own heartbeat.

Cen Chuanyi pondered for a moment and said: "No fever."

"..." "No, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. I might have eaten too much."

Cen Li casually made up a reason.

"I'll find Doctor Sun for you to see."

"No need." Cen Li shook his head nervously, "Maybe after we go home, we'll rest for a while."

Dr. Sun, Cen Li remembered him.

When Cen Li was young, he became sick. As the family doctor of Cen Family, Doctor Sun would give Cen Li a shot in the ass every time they met, leaving a deep shadow in Cen Li's young heart.

Cen Li naturally didn't want to meet with Doctor Sun.

What's more, what he said just now was to fool Cen Chuanyi. When Doctor Sun came, it would be hard to describe his condition.

Cen Chuanyi, who was sitting on the side, silently looked at Cen Li for a while as if he was examining him. Cen Chuanyi, who was sitting on the side, quietly looked at Cen Li for a while as if he was examining him.

The car drove smoothly out.

The driver took the three people who had their own thoughts and thoughts to drive the little fatty Qian Duoshu home. Then, he brought Cen Li and Cen Chuanyi back to the villa.

Looking at the scene outside of the window, Cen Li couldn't help but think of the past.

Actually, during the period of his previous life, his relationship with Cen Chuanyi was not that bad, nor was it that good.

If he had to describe it, he probably didn't know how to get along with it.

When there were only two months until the entrance exam, Cen Li's parents suddenly had a car accident and left the world, leaving Cen Li alone. He was still a student, and although he was only seventeen years old and two years older than his peers when he was in the third grade due to illness, he was still a minor and didn't understand anything.

In the wailing every night, Wu could only face the truth, packed his things and sent them to Cen Chuanyi's home.

This was also Cen Chuanyi's own decision.

No one knew what Cen Chuanyi was thinking at the time.

Not long after, a relative of Cen Li's came to visit. Not only was he very nice to Cen Li, he even kept insisting that Cen Li stay in his house.

The relative hinted that Cen Chuanyi was willing to raise Cen Li for the sake of Cen Li's parents' inheritance.

Cen Li, who was still young and ignorant, cast a shadow over Cen Chuanyi, always resenting him, feeling that he was up to no good. Then he came home drunk, quarreled with Cen Chuanyi, broke up with him, and moved into the relative's house.

After that, he purposely avoided Cen Chuanyi and never saw him again.

And that was also the beginning of Cen Li's tragic life.

Now that he thought about it, Cen Li's parents' legacy, in Cen Chuanyi's eyes, was probably more or less the same as a person who had wandered in the entertainment industry for many years.

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