Chapter 172

Why doesn't he know this man? Because he wants land

The servants around him had already stepped up and surrounded the boy's hands and feet. Gong Ping looked at Sisley in amazement. However, the man's face had restrained his polite smile and pursed his lips at the boy in front of him.

After that, they used the legendary Babylonian language to speak inexplicable words. Gong Ping An sat aside and couldn't understand what they were talking about. However, Gong Ping An felt uncomfortable when he saw Sisley's increasingly angry face.

"OK, I don't know what you're talking about, but you must stop. This is Gong Ping's family." Gong Ping stopped between the two and said calmly. She turned her face and saw the boy heavily pressed by the servant on the ground, looked him in the eyes, "apologize to him."

The boy was stubborn and glared at Sisley, with a slow anger in his eyes, "no, I can't give in to him!"

"Then I'll make your death worse." Sisley responded in Babylonian. Gong Ping didn't know what they were talking about, but she knew that it was not as simple as she thought.

"Apologize to him." Gong Ping'an's face also became cold. She looked at the boy and motioned all the servants to let go. She stretched out her hand and handed it to the boy.

"If you are ready for a new life, apologize to him. If you can't, go back to your slum."

Gong Ping'an's last words had no room for turning back. She looked directly at the boy, with never calmness and firmness in her eyes. The boy just briefly collided with Gong Ping's line of sight, and then the boy slowly got up from the ground, limped to Sisley and said, "I'm sorry."

After he said this, Gong Ping'an didn't give Sisley a chance to respond, but quickly pulled the boy behind him, "he has apologized to you. I don't care about your previous disputes, but you can't hurt the child any more."

Sisley looked at Gong Ping'an with a smile on her lips. No one dared to order him to do anything, let alone say anything about his behavior. Should this woman say she was an idiot or too simple?

However, Sisley returned to his polite appearance. "Now that you have spoken, what can I say?" he loosened his tie and went straight up the stairs. "But you should take care of the child's mouth."

Gong Ping An glances at the boy behind him. At this time, he is staring at Sisley with anger. The boy is really bold. Gong Ping An feels that he is speechless to the extreme.

When the atmosphere was embarrassing, two little babies rushed out of the bathroom, "uncle is back." as soon as the little princess saw Sisley, she couldn't help dragging his trouser legs, "uncle, we were so tired today, and uncle didn't play with us."

As soon as Sisley saw the two lovely babies, his face gradually became gentle. He kissed the forehead of the two babies one after another, "I'm sorry, babies, my uncle has something to do today. See you later. My uncle is going to take a bath."

"Uncle, Mommy didn't take a bath either. Why don't you take a bath with Mommy?" the young master looked at Sisley seriously. In his mind, they were no different from his sister.

Gong Ping'an's face twitched unconsciously and looked up. Sisley was looking at himself with a smile, "so do you want to wash it together?"

Gong Ping'an retreated again and again, "no, I'll just take a bath in the small bathroom on the left later."

A smile appeared on Sisley's lips. He always felt reluctant to give up this clumsy and lovely woman like a cat.

Gong Ping'an watched Sisley's back disappear and finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, the two babies ran down again. The young master was wearing a purple checkered bathrobe, while the little princess was wearing a small bathrobe with pink flowers. "Mommy, why don't you take a bath?"

The two children looked at their mommy suspiciously, and then focused on the boy. When the little princess just wanted to reach out and hold him, he suddenly stepped back.

The little princess looked at him wrongfully. However, the boy never spoke. Gong Ping was really sad to stand by and watch. She just told the nanny to take the two children to the room for physical care. After so much sun today, it was very bad for their skin.

After a while, there were only two empty people left in the living room, as well as a group of so-called maids and housekeepers. Gong Ping took the boy's hand as if nothing had happened. The boy wanted to break free, but Gong Ping pulled it tighter, "go back to my room."

Gong Ping An couldn't help but pull the boy into his room and shut all the servants behind him behind the door. The boy didn't seem to react. If he was stunned by the luxurious building and magnificent hall just now, this bedroom must be a dream he never thought of.

The round water bed is wrapped layer by layer with bead curtain, and the bed blanket covered on it is also expensive hand woven. Even the floor can shine its own appearance.

"Can you tell me everything about you now?" Gong Ping An casually sat on one side of the sofa and then motioned to let him sit down. The boy sat down flattered. Gong Ping An always felt unspeakable when he saw his appearance, but she always felt that the boy must be different.

In the boy's intermittent description, Gong Ping'an almost learned about him. His name is brado. He is eight years old. Their family was originally a resident on the edge of the village, but they were directly occupied by the land planned to be expropriated by Sisley company. They had resisted the government without compensation, but to no avail, His parents were killed by the police in the process of resistance, while he wandered into the slum and became a homeless child.

Therefore, he is familiar with Sisley's face and can no longer be familiar with it. After listening to his story peacefully, he can't imagine what an eight year old child has suffered.

He looked at Gong Ping piously, then knelt down and said to Gong Ping in the posture of their Egyptians swearing to the sun god, "I am willing to give you my life and thank you for everything you have done for me."

Gong Ping'an only feels that the child is extremely bitter. Her two children have plenty of food and clothing since childhood and have never been sad about survival. Even for her, it is the same. No matter what kind of atmosphere she has experienced before, she has never tasted poverty. What she has done to the child is just a little effort, But let the child be so grateful.

Gong Ping'an pulled the boy, then ordered the servant to draw a basin of water and handed it to the boy. The boy looked at the clean water in the basin in fear, took it with both hands and drank it directly.