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Chapter 3: He has been thrown as unwanted garbage since he was born.

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　　Shen Luozhou was originally going abroad to inspect the company, but he flew back to China urgently before he could do anything, so he had to arrange an online meeting.
　　After the hospital assistant called and asked him to leave, he sat in the study room for a meeting.

　　There is a time difference in country M, so this meeting lasted until midnight, and it was already dark when I turned off the computer.
　　Shen Luozhou gave the assistant who had stayed with him all night a break, took off the rimless glasses on his face, pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while.
　　There is no need to go to bed at this point. Go to the company to have a cup of coffee to refresh yourself.

　　The cell phone that was placed on the table rang, waking up the person with closed eyes.
　　Shen Luozhou took the phone and opened it.

　　But it wasn't a message from an assistant or a branch office.

　　[Little boy: Brother, someone scolded me]
　　A completely dependent and aggrieved accusation.

　　Shen Luozhou was startled.

　　"Xiaoguai" is Shen Zhouran's nickname.
　　When he first saw Shen Zhouran, he thought he was like a well-behaved and obedient doll, delicate and fragile. So when Shen's mother gave Shen Zhouran a nickname, Shen Luozhou, who was only seven years old, blurted out the name "Xiaoguai".

　　Shen Zhouran hadn't contacted him for so long that he even forgot to change the note.
　　Shen Luozhou's fingers hovered over the modification notes for a long time, but he chose to watch the video first.

　　"It's just a dog that comes and goes when you call it. Is it worthy of your attention, Master Liang?" "
　　I feel dirty even if I look at him even more. Is he worthy of you?"

　　The air gradually faded under Liang Siyan's voice. It condensed into ice, and someone pressed the pause button on the video.

　　An almost suffocating silence filled the study.

　　"Click."
　　The slight sound of the phone being turned off was infinitely amplified in the silent car.

　　Shen Luozhou's already extremely cold temperament was now even more frosty, his handsome face was cold and his jawline was tightly stretched.
　　He placed his hands on the solid wood table, tapping his fingers lightly, and a hint of anger filled his deep and narrow black eyes.

　　He said, Shen Zhouran, surnamed Shen.

　　It's not the turn of outsiders to teach you lessons.

　　Come when you call, and go when you wave?

　　The cold white light of the moon filtered through the window lattice, stretching his figure very long on the ground.

　　The tapping sound of fingertips on the table stopped, and Shen Luozhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
　　It would be better for the Liang family to experience these eight words personally.

　　With a flick of his fingertips, a message was sent.

　　The moon rises to the zenith and sets again.
　　The sky turned fish belly white.

　　There were footsteps in the corridor. It was Shen's father who had gotten up early to practice Tai Chi and was getting ready to go out.
　　After a while, there were more footsteps, and the villa gradually came to life and became popular.

　　"Young master, it's time to get up and eat." Nanny Chen Ma knocked on the bedroom door and saw Shen Luozhou coming out of the study.
　　"Have you been awake all night?" Mother Chen said worriedly, "Why don't you go and take a nap? I'll heat up the food for you." "