The Tangled Web of Logan and Ethan Chapter 12

The title of "brother" is really the biggest shadow in my life. 】Early in the morning, the chirping of birds in the forest woke me up from my sleep. The intermittent chirping sounds seemed to be right next to my ears, giving me a headache.There are all kinds of birds in a big forest. I remember I closed the window yesterday, so why is the noise so loud?I struggled to open my eyes. In the dimly lit bedroom, a section of the curtain in the corner opposite the bed had somehow opened, and dazzling sunlight poured in through the open window, casting a bright spot of light on the carpet.The morning breeze blew up the window screen, making it float up and down. Only then did I notice that there was a person sitting behind the dazzling sunlight.

I sat up suddenly from the bed with fright. After my vision adjusted to the darkness and I could see the familiar facial features of the other person, I slumped my shoulders and relaxed my tense back."When did you come back?"When Logan Summers saw that I woke up, he pressed the remote control at hand, and the curtains slowly opened to both sides."Half an hour ago."I was like a vampire that was scared by the light. I stretched out my arms to block the sunlight, and then blinked several times before I completely adapted to the light.Song Bailao was sitting by the window in a suit and tie, with coffee and a sandwich in front of him. He should have been having breakfast before I woke up. I couldn't believe it, I was so unconscious that I didn't even know when he entered the room.

When I thought about how Logan Summers had stared at me for half an hour while I was sleeping, and that I might have been snoring, pursing my lips, and grinding my teeth during that time, my head started to swell and my face became hot."Then...why didn't you wake me up?" I faced him and crawled out of bed backwards little by little."See how late you can sleep."I secretly glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table. It was clearly not even nine o'clock, so it wasn't that late...I was wearing pajamas, walking barefoot on the carpet, standing five meters diagonally across from him, but I still felt nervous."Why did you come back so early today? Did you forget to take something again?"Song Boluo took a sip of coffee, and when he heard my question, he put the quilt back on the tray with a "click" sound, and my heart trembled.This probably means that I might have said something wrong."This is my home. Can't I come back without taking something?" His tone wasn't particularly harsh, and could even be described as amiable. But I knew these were all illusions, smokescreens to let me let my guard down, a trick of the enemy.I quickly said: "No, no, you can come back anytime!"Song Bailao looked at me critically, from my feet to my head, and finally stopped at my head. I guess my hair must be very frizzy after a night of tossing and turning."Pack up quickly, you are going to a place with me this afternoon."After receiving his order, I began to search for my slippers. 

I found one by the bed, but the other was nowhere to be found. I bent down and looked under the bed."Uh...can I know where it is?" I saw the slipper lying not far away. It must have been kicked under the bed by me before I went to bed yesterday. So I stretched out my arms to reach it and finally reached it. Song Boluo's answer rang in my ears."An orphanage."I knelt on the ground, straightened my upper body, and looked at him blankly like a confused groundhog: "Orphanage?"It wasn't that Logan Summers suddenly became kind-hearted, nor was it that he suddenly wanted to adopt a child. It turned out that everything was a charity plan that had been planned long ago, but he only thought of telling me at the last minute.By the time I had washed up and changed into the clothes Song Boluo had personally selected, it was already nearly ten o'clock. I quickly ate brunch, wiped my mouth, and got into the private car to the orphanage with the man who was waiting impatiently.In the car, Song Boluo told me that this was a charity and also a show, and that there would be photographers following me the whole time, and asked me not to talk nonsense or do anything inappropriate.I agreed reluctantly, but I felt a little nervous when I thought about having to face the camera, as well as the children and teachers in the orphanage.

If I didn't handle it well and made mistakes, Song Boluo would definitely skin me alive...As if he heard my inner voice, Song Boluo glared at me and said, "If you mess up, not only will I peel your skin, but Luo Qinghe will also pull your tendons out. He has always attached great importance to his public reputation."This was the first time he called Luo Qinghe's name in front of me. It seemed that the impact of the slap last time was still there and he still holds a grudge against him."Dad..." Song Boluo gave me a look, and I immediately understood, "Well, I screwed up, why would it affect him?"Song Boluo pressed the button at hand, and the partition in the middle of the car slowly rose up, completely blocking it from the driver's cab."He is preparing to run for Congress. There are four seats in Xiangtan, with more than 10 million people. How can he not be careful?"