"Beg him? Of course I won't beg him." Shen Wenta couldn't help but frown.
Shen Ruxu: "Why? Aren't you worried that she'll be abused by Grandpa?"
"Because you're going to beg him for me." Shen Wenta never begged anyone.
"Shen Wenta!" Shen Ruxu was stunned by his shamelessness, his smile vanishing entirely. "There are no slaves in modern society, right? Asking me to beg for you, I think you have a death wish."
"Can you two speak like normal human beings?" Shen Xun actually wasn't a naturally taciturn person.
His reluctance to speak at home and outside was simply because he felt everyone was out of their minds.
His only playmate to date was Shen Yi.
The two of them had never been apart for this long.
For the first time ever, Shen Xun felt a bit anxious.
Shen Wenta glanced at him, withdrew his gaze, and said, "It's no use for me to go home. Even if I go demand her back, they'll just think I've gone bad and dare to challenge them."
This was true.
He and his eldest brother had been raised by the old man since they were little.
But the difference was that he was raised according to the standards of an heir: obedient, well-behaved, and submissive to arrangements.
When this heir was still young and unable to break free from his elders' control, he had to be obedient.
His eldest brother was different.
Whether it was his age or his maturity, none of those old fogeys were dissatisfied with him.
Even Grandpa was the same...
He was strict with him, but completely different with his eldest brother.
But he and his eldest brother weren't close at all; he couldn't guarantee that Shen Zhizhao would be willing to help him.
He could only rely on Shen Ruxu.
He was the one who knew their eldest brother best.
Shen Wenta controlled his tone, took two steps forward, sat down opposite Shen Ruxu, leaned forward, and softened his voice:
"Shen Ruxu, think about it. Normally at home, you are practically at the bottom of the food chain."
"Eldest brother bullies you, Little Xun dislikes you, and I hate you too. But only Shen Yi, only she doesn't despise you."
"Your friends might backstab you or fear you, but family won't."
Shen Ruxu's eyes gradually shifted from confusion to... wisdom?
"Is that so?"
Shen Wenta skillfully gaslit him, "Of course."
"After all, you've always had a difficult personality. You can feel it too, right? Even your friends can't stand you."
Shen Ruxu felt something was wrong but couldn't quite put his finger on it. "But even if Shen Yi doesn't despise me, it doesn't mean she likes me that much."
"She likes you a lot, you just haven't noticed." Shen Wenta was an expert at lying through his teeth, the curve of his lips deepening slightly. "You really like hugging people, right? But no one likes getting close to you, and Shen Yi also resists your hugs. But... but as long as you can get eldest brother to bring her back, in a child's eyes, you'll be her savior."
"Right now, you are the hope of our entire family."
"Mom will definitely praise you when she finds out, and Little Yi will definitely worship you."
His tone couldn't have been more sincere.
Shen Ruxu looked up at Shen Wenta's earnest face and weighed the options. Imagining Shen Yi weeping tears of gratitude and their mother looking at him with admiration, he pursed his lips and was successfully persuaded: "...I guess that works."
Shen Zhizhao was a total shut-in.
His whereabouts were always limited to a few fixed places.
After confirming their eldest brother's location, the three of them ignored the staff members trying to stop them and stood outside the laboratory's metal door. Shen Ruxu raised his leg and started kicking the door:
"Shen Zhizhao, open the door! I'm your brother!"
Shen Xun stood behind them, listening to the loud, clanging racket of the door being kicked, and hesitated. "Second brother, can he really do it?"
"Don't worry, your second brother is super brave."
Shen Wenta was very wary of this eldest brother he barely remembered. He didn't like dealing with unfamiliar and somewhat dangerous people, so right now he was counting on this reckless wild boar to scout the way.
After all that commotion, there was no response.
"Is no one there?" Shen Wenta frowned.
Shen Ruxu: "Someone's there, he just can't be bothered to acknowledge me."
"You're useless," Shen Wenta said coldly. "You can't even call a person out."
Shen Ruxu had never been called useless like this before, and his expression turned cold. "I told you he doesn't want to talk to me. But, there might be a chance if you get on your knees and beg him. Maybe seeing you look so pitiful will put eldest brother in a good mood and he'll agree?"
Sensing his increasingly hostile tone, Shen Wenta's expression changed due to his long history of being set up, and he instinctively stepped back.
But it was too late.
Shen Ruxu's arm had already reached out, grabbing him by the collar and yanking him forward abruptly.
Shen Wenta stumbled two steps but didn't hesitate to raise his leg, kicking viciously at the joint pressure point on Shen Ruxu's knee.
A precise kick to this spot could make a person's leg go weak for a long time.
Shen Ruxu's knee went numb, and he gasped, but he didn't let go.
The two of them fell to their knees on the floor almost simultaneously.
Shen Xun stood nearby watching, when suddenly his back collar tightened. Shen Ruxu maliciously reached out a hand and dragged him down to the floor as well.
Shen Xun: "..."
Just like that, the three brothers were kneeling in perfect unison at the laboratory door.
From left to right, from tallest to shortest, perfectly neat.
The Kneeling Nobility Brothers were thus born.
These three idiots had been scuffling outside for a while, drawing quite a few curious onlookers from the staff.
It became a bit difficult for Shen Zhizhao to keep playing dead.
As a result, he yanked the door open, only to see his seemingly deranged younger brothers kneeling on the floor from tallest to shortest.
"You three—"
The young man was wearing a white lab coat, his hand resting on the door. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing slender wrists. His hair was a bit messy, and his gaze swept over them from beneath his eyelashes, carrying a hint of chilliness.
"Have you all gone mad?"
