The Real and Fake Young Master Was Addicted to CP in the Shura Field [Rebirth]

Growing up, He Chen was the smart young master that the He family held in their hands. The 24-year-old He Chen took the He family's century-old family pharmaceutical company to the market and became a leading company. However, on his birthday, the identity of the fake young master who was mistakenly carried was ruthlessly exposed. Yesterday's biological parents are now irrelevant people, and they regard him as a thorn in the flesh of the He family. The employees who had great respect for him in the past also rolled their eyes at him. Even the indecisive eldest brother suddenly became an excellent successor. He Chen seems to have never done anything to He's company or He's family. The account has been frozen. The room was sealed. The private car was destroyed. Even the only life that belonged to He Chen became a life inferior to that of the He family's watchdog. His grandfather, who had loved him all these years, also added peanut oil to which He Chen was severely allergic in the dinner he was given away, and finally wanted to go swimming with him. As everyone wished, he had a severe allergic reaction and drowned. … He Chen was lying in his garden when his eyelids were suddenly forced open several times. "Can you see me?" Can see. Seems like I've seen it before. What a handsome face, strong outlines, deep eyebrows, looking sunny and healthy, different from him, dressed in white... Could he be an angel from heaven who came to pick him up? "Can you hear me?" Can hear. I seem to have heard of it. What a clear and pleasant sound. Calling out names he never wanted to hear again. He Chen closed his eyes. He didn't want to struggle anymore: this man was Yu Qingshuo, his grandfather's personal doctor and the real young master of the He family. A pair of big skeletal hands held him tightly and warmed him until he accompanied him to the end of his life. Unfortunately, He Chen never woke up again... He was unwilling to accept—— He Chen finally opened his eyes with all his strength. The field of vision was filled with worried families, "Come on, Chenchen is awake!" He was reborn as a seventeen-year-old, secretly allergic to peanuts, and had just received emergency treatment. That night, his uncle invited Yu Qingshuo, an orphan with excellent morals and academics, to come over and study with him. He Chen smiled at his family members whose faces were filled with sadness and tears: Very good, you are all still here! Small theater: He Chen lay on the table and yawned again, "It's so hard to memorize, why don't you read it again." "Okay." Yu Qingshuo's voice was clear and clear, and he recited it again. "The Road to Shu is really difficult, just read it again." He Chen licked his pointed little tiger teeth and stared at Yu Qingshuo with eyes that curved into crescents. "Okay." Yu Qingshuo's voice was hoarse, and he tapped the book with his index finger, "Look here." He Chen obediently lowered his eyes, blinked his eyelashes, and stared at the all-too-familiar slender finger. Motto: In the face of adversity, you must first learn to stand up