Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

Chapter 22 Are you sick?

Without Shen Ji present, Shen Jiyuan's work efficiency has indeed improved considerably.

When he looked up from his work, he realized it was already past four in the afternoon. He subconsciously looked towards the sofa, but was stunned when he saw that it was empty.

But after a moment he chuckled again. Did he have some kind of masochistic fetish?

The kid had only been back for two days, and he had already gotten used to the kid's noisy voice. Now that he couldn't see or hear him for a while, he felt a little out of sorts.

Shen Jiyuan rubbed his temples, then looked up at the setting sun outside the window, before turning his gaze back to the sofa...

After several rounds of back and forth, he glanced away, calmly picked up the phone, and pulled out Zhao Tong's phone number...

He wasn't worried about Shen Ji; he just... needed to call him back to rest!

Correct!

Kids should rest properly, why are they running around like that!

But as soon as I picked up my phone, it rang.

It was his good buddy Lu Zhuonian calling. He paused for a moment, then answered the phone, "Feed?"

Lu Zhuonian's magnetic voice came through the phone, "Old Shen? Where are you?"

Shen Jiyuan said calmly, "Go to work."

"Going to work?" Lu Zhuonian asked in surprise. "What time is it? You still have the mind to go to work?"

Shen Jiyuan chuckled. "When? Did you get stuck in your poop? Or did you run out of toilet paper?"

Lu Zhuonian: "..."

Lu Zhuonian said irritably, "You still have the nerve to laugh? Do you know what I just saw?"

"What? Ultraman versus Godzilla?"

"What the heck?"

"Ahem." Shen Jiyuan coughed lightly. It's all that brat Shen Ji's fault. He always watches Ultraman in the living room, which makes him think about that thing all the time!

"Nothing much. Tell me, what did you see?"

Lu Zhuonian said slyly, "I saw that bastard Feng Xiao accompanying Qingqing to try on dresses! Damn it, don't say I'm not a loyal brother, I notified you immediately."

Shen Jiyuan was taken aback. After a moment of silence, he said indifferently, "What does it have to do with me if the young couple tries on wedding attire together?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhuonian was surprised and took the phone away from his ear. He looked at the contact name carefully. It was Shen Jiyuan, and he hadn't dialed the wrong number.

Shen Jiyuan said, "She told me that she and Feng Xiao are dating."

Lu Zhuonian was even more surprised, "You...you're not angry at all??"

Shen Jiyuan lowered his eyes, concealing the complex emotions within them. "Alright, do you have anything else to say?"

"I...you..." Lu Zhuonian wiped his face. "Hiss, you son of a bitch, don't tell me you've come to your senses."

"I can't figure it out?"

"No..." Lu Zhuonian was genuinely curious, "Why did you suddenly become like this? Tell me so I can gossip about it."

Shen Jiyuan ignored him. "If there's nothing else to say, I'm hanging up."

Lu Zhuonian hurriedly said, "It's been a long time since we got together. Since you're not taking care of Qingqing anymore, how about we get together tonight?"

Shen Jiyuan politely declined, saying, "I'm busy."

"Don't give me that." Lu Zhuonian didn't give him a chance to refuse. "I'll be waiting for you in the private room at Suifangzhai Qianliju tonight."

"I……"

Before Shen Jiyuan could finish speaking, Lu Zhuonian slammed the phone down.

He remained silent for a while before dialing Zhao Tong's number again.

I called several times, but the other party didn't answer.

Shen Jiyuan frowned, then stood up and walked out of the office, going to Sun Mian's assistant's seat and knocking on the table.

Sun Mian was slacking off when he looked up and was startled by Shen Jiyuan's menacing face. He almost dropped his phone. "Mr. Shen! I was wrong! I'll never read novels again!"

Shen Jiyuan asked, "Where is Shen Ji?"

Sun Mian let out a sound of surprise.

Shen Jiyuan frowned, and Sun Mian suddenly realized what he was talking about, and hurriedly said, "He's in the lounge."

Shen Jiyuan said "oh" and turned to leave.

Sun Mian patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could catch his breath, Shen Jiyuan pulled his foot back, his face grim as he looked out the window. "What was the name of the novel you were reading just now?"

Sun Mian's heart skipped a beat again. "Huh?"

Shen Jiyuan squinted and turned to look at him.

Sun Mian shuddered and hesitated before saying, "Um... it's called, it's called 'The Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Demon Child, Who Can Beat His Father and... Be Capable'."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Sun Mian lowered his head guiltily, thinking, "Oh no, oh no, I'm going to be fired."

But he really didn't mean anything to his boss!

Shen Jiyuan's chilling voice came from above, "Send it to me."

"Boss, Mr. Shen! I...I really have no substance...ah?"

Shen Jiyuan ignored him and turned to walk directly to the lounge.

Sun Mian scratched his head, looking at his boss's disappearing figure with a puzzled expression, and finally silently sent him the novel link.

When Shen Jiyuan pushed open the door to the lounge, a wave of heat and warmth instantly enveloped him.

He frowned. Although it was early winter, was it really necessary to turn the air conditioning up this high?

What is that bastard Zhao Tong doing?

He stepped into the lounge, and as his gaze wandered, he saw Zhao Tong and Shen Ji lying on the sofa, embracing each other, fast asleep.

Shen Ji was also wearing a coat, which was clearly the same one Zhao Tong had worn earlier.

Whether it was because the heating in the room was too strong and the ventilation was poor, or because she slept too well, Shen Ji's little face was bright red, just like two ripe apples.

Looking at him from Shen Jiyuan's perspective, one could almost see his fine, dense eyelashes, like a hairbrush.

Looking at the warm and harmonious scene between the two, Shen Jiyuan felt a little uneasy.

He coughed coldly.

Zhao Tong, being a policeman, was naturally highly vigilant, and sure enough, he slowly opened his eyes amidst Zhao Tong's coughing.

Seeing that he was awake, Shen Jiyuan was about to speak with a cold face when Zhao Tong quickly made a shushing gesture to him, "Hey, keep your voice down, Xiao Ji just fell asleep not long ago. If you wake him up, are you going to comfort him?"

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

Is this my son or your son?!

He felt even worse.

Zhao Tong carefully sat up from the sofa, glanced at the time, yawned, and whispered, "Finished with work?"

Shen Jiyuan remained silent with a cold expression.

Zhao Tong turned his head to look at him strangely.

Shen Jiyuan then gave a curt "hmm" with an awkward expression.

Zhao Tong was baffled. "What's wrong with you now, you little brat?"

Shen Jiyuan was a little annoyed. He said irritably, "It's nothing, I'm going back."

Zhao Tong said "Oh," and then added, "Then I'll go with you."

Shen Jiyuan frowned. "You, as the team leader, have so much free time? Aren't you going to investigate Su Qian's case?"

Zhao Tong said, "Cases are divided into roles, and I was assigned to protect you guys. Besides, Xiao Ji is a key informant now, so I'm just waiting for him to come to me. You don't know anything about this."

Shen Jiyuan said coldly, "Find someone else for me."

Zhao Tong asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"I find you annoying."

"You little brat, are you deliberately looking for a beating?"

"Heh, do you think you can beat me?"

"Want to give it a try?"

"Give it a try, and if you lose, we'll find someone else."

"What if I win?"

"Then you should find someone else to protect you."

"Who should we replace them with?"

"I."

Zhao Tong: "..."