After Being Picked up by the Top Alpha

Time, fashion circle?

The uncle kept holding his business card, Yu Lan took it suspiciously, and glanced at it.

Fang Pingping, well-known model agent, contact information...

Yulan: "..."

Even if he doesn't know much, he knows that this business card is weird, and it seems that there are too many elements missing.

The uncle named Fang Pingping is still introducing his resume passionately. For example, he once worked for a large model agency, and he has been popular with supermodels. The career has developed to the fifteenth year. He finally plans to go out alone, temporarily. A friend opened a studio. If Yu Lan followed him, he would surely be a hit, earn one million a year, and reach the top of the fashion circle in seconds!

Fang Pingping finished speaking in one breath, panting and saying, "My kid, what do you think?"

Yu Lan slowly said: "Uncle, now this set is no longer working."

Fang Pingping: "???"

Yu Lan said seriously: "I don't have any money to pay for the training. It's useless if you ask me."

"What training fee...wait!!!" Fang Pingping said hoarsely, "Although I look suspicious, I am not really suspicious! Believe me! There is no training fee, only one million annual income! Kids!!!"

Yu Lan bowed his head and silently bypassed the uncle, and walked quickly to the door.

"Kids, please stay!" Fang Pingping hurried to catch up, stretched out a trembling hand, and was caught by a tall alpha that suddenly sprang out from the side!

Fang Pingping was taken aback, Alpha said with a solemn face, "What do you want to do?"

Yu Lan stopped and said to the bodyguard quickly: "It's okay."

He hesitated, and the other party said flatly: "Uncle, don't be a liar anymore. It's true that you live the right way and live hard."

After speaking, he called the bodyguard and hurried away without daring to look back.

Fang Pingping, who was left in place: "..."

Does he really look so suspicious?!

Away from the uncle who looked very suspicious, Yu Lan couldn't, so he had to ask the bodyguard and driver to send him to another shopping mall nearby, and at the same time, in a mansion far away.

There are six people sitting at the table.

The six people each had their dinner, and the entire living room was almost the sound of tableware colliding, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very subtle.

One of the well-dressed women met the handsome man opposite, put down the tableware, couldn't help breaking the peace, and said, "Ming Yu, I heard that you have a Silver Moon Clan. Is it true?"

The voice fell to the ground, and the other people stopped moving.

The old man sitting in the first seat glanced at her, and beside her, Jian Ling, who was specially invited to be a guest today, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and remained silent.

The woman slowly said, "Song Ze's father said that the child is the one you were looking for?"

The day before yesterday, she had just learned from her ex-husband that her son had raised an omega in the manor. It was an old school gathering. Song Ze's father happened to be there at the time. They only knew that so many things had happened in the past two months.

Shao Mingyu has been looking for the child, and he has actually found it.

This was originally something that would be forgotten after the surprise, but some of the circumstances mentioned by the ex-husband had to make her care.

Her son seemed to be a little different about that silver moon.

The woman seemed to lightly mention: "It's a good thing to find it back, but you are an alpha and he is an omega. It is not suitable for the two of you to live together all the time. Let's think of another way to house him. ."

Shao Mingyu said lightly: "He lives with me is the best way of resettlement."

When the woman heard this, she put down her chopsticks and stared at him, "Is he an orphan now? It's really inconvenient if no one takes care of it. It's really not good. I can introduce him to my friends. They may be willing to adopt, but leave it to you Bian is always inappropriate."

Shao Mingyu raised his eyes, his expression slightly cold: "You are too troubled, Mom."

The woman froze.

Jian Ling smiled and said, "Ming Yu, Auntie just cares about—"

Shao Mingyu interrupted him and said calmly: "I have been looking for him for sixteen years without any help from you. Now how I want to take care of him is my own business. Don't bother you."

The woman's face turned blue and she said, "Shao Mingyu, that's a silver moon clan! Have you taken him by your side and thought about how others would think of you?! Do you want your reputation?!"

The man squinted: "When will a person's reputation be ruined by a good partner?"

As soon as the word "partner" came out, the woman and Jian Ling's expressions changed drastically.

This is a generous recognition of the silver moon's position in his heart!

"You--" The woman stood up, "I won't agree! If you dare to associate with that Silvermoon clan, don't return--"

"Look at what you are talking about!" The old man sitting in the first place put down his chopsticks again, and interrupted the woman's angry words with a "pop", making the latter startled.

"Dad." The woman said, "Don't you tell me about him? The Silvermoon Clan doesn't matter if it's a game, and even said it's a'mate', which big family will—"

"Shut up!" The old man stopped drinking again.

The woman stayed for a while.

The old man took a few breaths and looked at his daughter with a calm face.

In her fifties, she still couldn't see the reality clearly, so self-righteous and naive, it was also his fault that he spoiled her since childhood.

At this moment, the man slowly stood up.

Everyone looked at him.

There was no expression on the man’s face, and he said faintly: “Is it just for this thing to call me back today?”

The woman was about to say something, the old man said: "It's okay to let you come back and accompany me? You kid, if you don't live at home, how many times can I see you in a year?"

"Knowing that you are thinking about that child all day, you don't even want to come to eat with your grandpa, then the big deal will bring him back to eat together, anyway, I want to see him too!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the woman and Jian Ling froze again.

The woman dared not say: "Dad?"

Is this agreeing with Shao Mingyu and the Yinyue clan?

And these words finally changed the man's expression slightly.

He helplessly said: "It's not time yet."

"It's not time?" The old man froze for a moment, pondered, and laughed loudly, "It's not time yet? Are there anyone you can't catch?"

"Grandpa." Shao Mingyu raised his eyebrows, "It's just'it's not time yet'."

"Hahahaha, the dead duck has a hard mouth!" The old man clicked on him and smiled, "You also have this day, I see when you can bring it back! Okay, after you have eaten, help me to water the flowers on the second floor, I Go upstairs right away, I have something to tell you."

Shao Ming nodded and went upstairs.

The faces of the remaining people at the table were different.

The woman said with a green face: "Dad, how can you agree to find a Yinyue partner for Ming Yu? His reputation, the reputation of our family is gone?"

"Leave aside the others, did you give him his reputation?" The old man only asked rhetorically.

The woman was taken aback.

"Ask yourself, how long have you taken care of him since childhood? Have you given him some time?"

"I..." The woman was embarrassed.

Next to her, the current husband sighed.Their daughter was silent while eating with her head down.

"I don't dare to say that it is because of me that he can grow into what he is today." The old man said in a deep voice, "His career and his reputation are all obtained by his own ability. You haven't given him anything. Help, don't even think about accusing him of what to do now."

The reason why people have to become strong is to be out of control in the future.

This is an idea that the old man has believed in since he was young, and he believes that his grandson is the same person as him.

Therefore, he thought very clearly and simply. His grandson had grown to a point where they could not imagine and control. Then how his grandson would live his life was his own business. He would not interfere, nor could he interfere.

As for the reputation of the so-called Luo family--

It is difficult for the outside world to change the perception of the Yinyue clan.

The entire Yinyue clan was indeed ruined by the nearly 80% unsatisfactory Yinyue.

Even if you know intellectually that there are many normal and hardworking Yinyue people, how many sensible people are in this society?

And how many big families have also succumbed to this kind of "irrationality", avoiding it for fear?

To be precise, the greater the power, the more they can unscrupulously hit the unpleasant things out of their world with one stroke. Therefore, so far, no real big family will be willing to let Yinyue into their home.

Although the old man didn't think so much about the Yinyue Clan, he was a realistic type of person.

Most of the time, he didn't want to touch troublesome things.

But if Sun Tzu is so determined, then--

"The Luo Family is not afraid of the gossip of those boring people!"

After an unpleasant dinner, the woman's face was ugly, and Jian Ling was not much better.

The Jian family and the Luo family are family friends, and he has known Shao Mingyu since he was a child.

Shao Mingyu's mother liked him. When he was very young, she touched his head and smiled and said that she hoped that he could be Shao Mingyu's partner in the future.

And he has regarded Shao Mingyu as his own vision since he was a child.

From elementary school to university, he has always tried every means to get himself and Shao Mingyu into the same school or even the same class.

He has also kept himself in Shao Mingyu's social circle-but he knows how reluctant his existence is.

Shao Mingyu didn't see him at all.

Men are always indifferent and full of distance. Except for Song Ze, a friend who has been around men since childhood, only people like Chi Yan who are familiar with and have no brains can make men feel a little emotional.

He can't.

He is not that kind of person.

He must be gentle and polite, he must remain restrained.

In the end, if he hadn't been persevering, he even suspected that Shao Mingyu had forgotten his name.

Not reconciled.

If Shao Mingyu has always been so out of reach, then he can tell himself that the man doesn't want him, and he won't want others.

However, now, the man fell in love with a Yinyue clan, and even punished Shao Yuan severely for the other party, the so-called younger brother he had never bothered to look at.

Not reconciled, not reconciled.

When the man came down from the second floor and was about to leave, Jian Ling followed.

For the first time, he almost ran to the man in a gaffe, gasping for his breath and said, "Ming Yu, take me home."

In the night breeze, the man turned his face sideways.

Jian Ling looked at him expectantly.

He even released some pheromones slightly.

His pheromone is floral, the smell of jasmine.

He has been cautiously converging his pheromone, and this is also his first time--the first time he has tried to convey a message straightforwardly to the other party.

In the next second, the man squinted slightly and said, "Jian Ling, do you know Shao Yuan?"

Jian Ling froze.

It was like a bucket of ice cubes falling down. He almost lost consciousness, and his voice became a little strange: "...No, I don't know, why do you ask?"

The man looked at him with a scrutiny gaze for a moment, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I didn't go along the way with you, let my mother help you arrange the car to go back."

After speaking, he turned and got into the car.

...

It was eight o'clock when Yu Lan returned home. He was complained by Uncle Liu and Aunt Jiang that his stomach would be hungry when he came back so late, and waited until the two small copies he prepared for Uncle Liu and Aunt Jiang were delivered. After the gift, the two of them couldn't say anything at all, so moved, only one of them hugged him and kissed him.

Yu Lan ate dinner, and watched TV on the sofa with little Mars.

But Yu Lan was a little absent-minded. After all, he didn't really want to watch TV, just to wait for Mr. Shao to come back.

Waiting until ten o'clock, footsteps came from the door.

Yu Lan looked back, and then turned around with little Mars, and shouted:

"Mr. Shao!"

"Bow!"

Shao Mingyu turned his head to look, and saw a person and a dog lying on the sofa looking at him, and he was immediately amused by this lovely scene.

He loosened his neckline and walked over, and said, "Don't you go upstairs to rest at this late hour?"

Yu Lan immediately took out the gift box placed aside and said, "Mr. Shao, this is for you!"

Shao Mingyu was taken aback.

Yu Lan was embarrassed and said: "I paid my first salary yesterday, and I wanted to buy a gift for you. But because the salary is not high, the things I bought are not too expensive, Mr. Shao, I hope you don’t introduce—"

Shao Mingyu took a step closer and held the turquoise hand that was holding the gift box.

He muttered: "What did you buy?"

"Ah, it's a tie." Yu Lan blushed as he held his hand by the man, handed the gift box forward, and whispered, "Open it for a look?"

Shao Mingyu slowly moved his gaze away from the young man, and landed on the gift box.

He took his hand, pulled off the strap, opened the lid, and placed a dark gray tie in it.

Yu Lan has lived with a man for nearly two months. After seeing a lot of men’s clothes, he also knows that there is a certain gap between the one he picked and what men often use. He said, “I just want to give you a gift, maybe unuseful--"

"I like it very much." The man rubbed the tie and looked at him deeply, "I will wear it tomorrow."

Speaking this sentence so solemnly made Yu Lan even more embarrassed.

He bends the corners of his lips subconsciously, ecstatic, and wandering in embarrassment, not daring to look at the man.

Shao Mingyu turned his eyes slightly, curled his lips and said, "Alan, do you know how to wear a tie?"

"Huh?" Yulan looked up blankly.

The man took the tie out and handed it to him, put one hand on the sofa, and leaned down slightly.

The neckline is slightly open, and the collarbone is looming.

He smiled, the warm breath sprayed on the turquoise side face, his voice was low: "Help me put it on?"