Chapter 1： Birthday

When Luo Jun brought people over, Luo Zhi was sitting on the roof of his car.

Luo Zhi lowered his eyes and casually held his mobile phone to play games.

The pure black windbreaker on his body was stained with dust, and a thin, snow-white wrist was exposed under the cuff. The knuckles of the right hand were all bruised and purple, and the slender fingers were stained with scary red bloodstains.

On the road not far away, a young man in a suit and leather shoes was supported by someone to sit under the street lamp, his face was blue and purple, and there was a striking wound on his forehead.

Hearing Luo Jun's footsteps, the wounded young man raised his head, his eyes brightened: "Big—"

The young man seemed to be taboo, he quickly looked up at Luo Zhi, and cautiously swallowed the title back.

Luo Zhi lightly touched the screen with his fingertips, confirmed that the game has been paused and saved, and then locked the screen and put down the phone.

Luo Zhi raised his eyes, bent down slightly, and said affectionately, "Big brother."

Luo Jun simply skipped him, walked to the street lamp, and leaned over to examine the young man's injuries with his own hands.

Luo Jun asked quietly, "What's going on?"

His tone had no emotion, but it seemed to be soaked in biting ice water, his dark eyes swept around, and finally landed on Luo Zhi, who was still bloodstained between his fingers.

The bodyguards around him buried their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.

…

There is no room for them to intervene in such messy family affairs in a wealthy family.

Luo Jun is the son of the Luo family, and he is also recognized in the circle as the most talented young man of this generation.

The young man who was beaten was the adopted son of the Luo family, named Jian Huaiyi.

Compared with Luo Zhi, the most pampered and pampered young master in the family, Jian Huaiyi is undoubtedly the other extreme: gentle, hardworking, low-key and humble in temperament. In his early twenties, he had already become Luo Jun's right-hand man in the shopping mall.

Today is Jian Huaiyi's 23rd birthday, and the Luo family held a grand birthday dinner.

At this time, everyone should have a lively chat in the luxurious banquet hall to celebrate the birthday of the young and promising Vice President Jian.

As for why Young Master Jian came out with Luo Zhi, the most unwilling scum of the Luo family, why there was a conflict, and why he was beaten by Luo Zhi like this... They actually didn't know much.

"Luo Zhi."

Luo Jun wiped his hands and straightened up: "Why?"

Luo Zhi leaned against the car. He had just started the game again, and his pale fingertips nimbly jumped on the screen. He only had time to respond with a nasal voice: "Huh?"

Luo Zhi raised his head in his busy schedule, glanced at the embarrassed Jian Huaiyi, and seemed to have just remembered this matter, "Oh": "I hate him."

Luo Jun locked his eyebrows without saying a word.

He has always been happy and angry, but at this time, he was also a little displeased by this almost absurd answer: "What do you mean?"

"I hate him, I'm annoyed when I see him."

Luo Zhi swiped the screen and controlled the parkour villain to move around on the subway track, avoiding the greedy fang-toothed dogs behind him.

He turned on the invincible mode and moved his blue and purple right hand: "Brother, shall we blast him out?"

Luo Jun's breath sank.

"Don't I still have a family property? I'll give him all the company shares." Luo Zhi stroked the screen a few times, causing the villain to do a series of front flips, "Let him go far and be willing to stand on his own. Or whatever, give me back my stuff..."

The rest of the words were abruptly interrupted.

Luo Jun looked cold and stern, looking down at him condescendingly, with undisguised disgust and contempt in his eyes.

Luo Zhi's cell phone was mercilessly photographed on the ground.

The villain on the screen couldn't dodge in time, and slammed into the oncoming subway, and a dazzling screen of failed customs clearance popped up on the screen.

Luo Jun's hand was very heavy, and that slap not only knocked off his cell phone, but also left a very striking scarlet bloodstain on the corner of Luo Zhi's lips.

Luo Zhi was beaten and leaned back against the car body, his scattered forehead hair hanging down, covering his eyes.

He tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to cover his left ear. It seemed that he slowed down, then squatted down as if nothing had happened, fumbled twice, and picked up the phone that had been knocked down.

Jian Huaiyi asked someone to support him, got up with difficulty and hurried over: "Brother, don't do it..."

"It's none of your business." Luo Jun asked coldly, "Luo Zhi, do you have any heart?"

Luo Zhi squatted on the ground, checked the phone inside and out, confirmed that it was not damaged, turned off the screen and put it in his pocket.

"When you were fooling around outside, playing tricks with others and making trouble everywhere, and showing the style of your young master of the Luo family, Huai Yi was doing what you were supposed to do."

"Huai Yi studied business for you, worked with projects day and night for you, performed filial piety in front of your mother for you, and took care of your sister for you."

"Huaiyi grew up in Luo's family, and has long been a family with us. It's because you mind that the whole family can't live in peace, so he must move out."

"He has a good temper and is willing to let you not care about you, and he agreed."

Luo Jun restrained the volume and suppressed the surging fury of the coming storm: "Last time, it was because you made a fuss, and Huai Yi changed his name to no longer Luo. What else are you dissatisfied with this time? Let him What do I give you back?!"

Luo Jun was really angry.

If Luo Zhi hadn't been so ridiculous, Luo Jun wouldn't have done anything to him or said these words.

Today is Jian Huaiyi's birthday dinner, but Luo Zhi beat people up like this in a lighthearted manner. When things got out, not only did the Luo family lose face, but they couldn't explain it to their parents.

Mrs. Luo was stimulated by certain things, and has been recuperating for all these years.

It was because of the adoption of Jian Huaiyi that Mrs. Luo recovered little by little from her fragile state of almost complete physical and mental collapse. Over the years, she has regarded Jian Huaiyi as a treasure, for fear of any bumps.

Once the story of Luo Zhi hitting Jian Huaiyi is reported back, or if Mrs. Luo sees Jian Huaiyi's injury, the family will inevitably be turned upside down.

"Do you think we really care about your opinion?" Luo Jun looked down at him, his tone cold, "Luo Zhi, I'll tell you—"

"So you think so."

Luo Zhi smiled: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Luo Jun was snatched by him, frowned, and dropped his gaze.

Luo Zhi somehow learned the bad habit of smoking again. He turned his face to the side and took a cigarette, playing with a silver lighter in his hand.

He was sitting on the ground leaning against the car, and he didn't care that the expensive windbreaker was entangled with the blood-stained dust on the ground.

The lighter "clicked" and the flame jumped.

That little bit of warm and bright fire light illuminated the small half of his face.

Luo Zhi's eyelashes were thick and deep, casting a small shadow, and his skin was slightly different from ordinary people's cold white, which made the red and swollen scar on the corner of his lips even more dazzling.

Luo Zhi held the cigarette in his mouth, leaned his head back, and recalled for a while what his eldest brother said, "The whole family can't live in peace."

He actually wanted to see what kind of scene this was.

It's a pity that the time was too tight that day. He only had time to throw Jian Huaiyi's computer out. The Luo family head was attracted by Mrs. Luo's collapsed screams, and in a rage, people drove Luo Zhi out and threw him into the underground confinement room.

Luo Zhi is a little regretful.

The strength of Luo Jun's slap was unreserved. The smell of blood filled his mouth and throat. Even with the smoke, he couldn't cover it up. Instead, he was choked and coughed twice.

"That bedroom is between you and your sister's. I thought I had my room at home even if I didn't come home often... I thought it was my room."

Luo Zhi was a little curious, and tilted his head slightly: "If not, in fact, remind me earlier and let me consciously go to the guest room to sleep."

Luo Jun's face was cold and hard when he was scolded by him, his eyes were so heavy that water could almost drip.

"Big brother, I'm going to move out myself."

Jian Huaiyi interjected in a low voice: "It's just for the convenience of work, it has nothing to do with Xiaozhi..."

"Jian Huaiyi." Luo Zhi took the cigarette and played with it. "I said I didn't say it. If you dare to call me Xiaozhi again, I will abolish you?"

Jian Huaiyi stopped her words and bowed her head heavily.

Luo Zhi was about to get up while supporting the ground, but suddenly his arm was twisted by a well-trained Luo family bodyguard, and he couldn't help but press it firmly on the ground.

Luo Jun came over.

He looked at this incompetent younger brother's eyes finally completely without temperature, and even the disgust mixed with anger faded.

He looked at Luo Zhi, as if he was looking at the fallen leaves that had been swept into a pile by the road.

Luo Jun looked into Luo Zhi's eyes and asked softly, "Luo Zhi, what do you want?"

"You knew that Huai Yi was staying in that room because mother would cover him with a quilt at night."

Luo Jun's tone was flat: "Mom will collapse if she can't see him, and her condition will flare up. Do you know how painful it is for mother? She doesn't recognize anyone. Only by seeing Huai Yi can she stabilize."

"You know that forcing Huai Yi to change his name will make him criticized by an unknown number of people behind his back."

"You know how much trouble today will make mother and sister so sad."

"You just can't stand this, can you? You have to watch everyone suffer and suffer."

Luo Jun said, "You have to destroy our family."

Luo Jun stretched out his hand, picked up the cigarette that Luo Zhi had dropped by the side, and smashed it out on the ground.

The bright red light was completely extinguished, and it turned into a light gray-white soot, which disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.

Luo Jun was not in the mood to waste more words with him, and motioned the bodyguards to let go and leave Luo Zhi where he was.

He asked someone to help Jian Huaiyi into the car, and let the family doctor briefly deal with the injury first.

After all, at the birthday banquet, Jian Huaiyi had to come out to toast, and if he was so embarrassed and injured, there would be a big joke that would make the Luo family lose face.

Luo Zhi was thrown down.

Whether he was sitting or not, leaning on the car, he suddenly smiled and said, "Brother."

Luo Jun didn't want to pay attention, and was about to turn around when countless bright fireworks suddenly rose above everyone's heads.

It's zero o'clock, and it's the fireworks that are used to celebrate birthdays. Each one is beautiful and designed by Luo Cheng himself. It is colorful and colorful, and it illuminates half of the sky.

"I'm twenty-three years old." Luo Zhi said, "You forgot to wish me a happy birthday."

Luo Jun paused, turned around without saying a word, and boarded the car waiting by the road.