Wen Xiaohui's face was burning hot, remembering that he had lusted after this young man just now...
He is actually Luo Yi? !
Cao Haidao: "Come in and sit down."
Wen Xiaohui stiffly followed Cao Hai to the office.
Cao Hai let the two into the sofa: "My friend and I invested in this winery. We usually have parties or something, which is considered a personal interest. I hope you can relax here. There are no outsiders here."
Wen Xiaohui nodded.
Luo Yi glanced at Wen Xiaohui, a boy in his teens had a somewhat deep gaze, which was unpredictable.
"Then, let's get to know each other first. Mr. Luo said that you have never met before."
Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi, inexplicably nervous.
Luo Yi stretched out his hand generously: "Uncle, I am Luo Yi."
Wen Xiaohui stretched out his hand in embarrassment and shook him: "Wen Xiaohui...don't call me uncle."
The boy's hands were dry and gentle, which made Wen Xiaohui relax a little.
"Why?"
"You know I'm not related to your mother by blood."
"Of course I know, but my mother has always regarded you as her own brother."
Wen Xiaohui felt a pain in his heart, and said sadly: "Anyway, don't call me uncle, I sound awkward."
Luo Yi blinked: "Then what do you want me to call you?"
"Call Xiaohui brother."
"… All right."
Wen Xiaohui coughed lightly. Although he didn't want to be called uncle, he still wanted to look like an elder in front of Luo Yi. He said, "How old are you?"
"fifteen."
Wen Xiaohui rubbed his hands together, and said awkwardly: "My sister...how..." He felt his tongue was tied up, and it was difficult to speak.
Luo Yi lowered his eyes: "It's better not to know."
Wen Xiaohui also didn't want to get to the bottom of it. It would be too cruel for a child to repeat how his mother died. He asked, "What about the funeral?"
Cao Haidao: "The funeral has already been held, and it was very low-key. This is what Mr. Luo hopes."
"I don't understand the letter my sister left me." Wen Xiaohui took out the letter, "What do you mean don't ask her...the reason why she did this."
Cao Hai said seriously: "Mr. Wen, this is what I want to remind you. Please respect Mr. Luo's meaning and don't get into it. This is indeed for the safety of you and Ms. Feng."
"What does that have to do with my mother's safety?"
Cao Hai took a look at Luo Yi, and thought about his words: "Luo Yi's father, and the family his father belongs to, are not simple people, I can only say so much."
Wen Xiaohui searched his memory, and he didn't have much information about the man Yaya was with. After all, he was too young back then, and he didn't have the chance to inquire about Yaya when he grew up. He only heard that he was powerful. What dark secret? Whatever it was, since Yaya and Lawyer Cao had warned him so, he wouldn't risk his and his fucking safety. He nodded: "Got it."
Cao Hai also nodded: "Mr. Wen, the purpose of asking you to meet today, I believe Mr. Luo has written clearly in his letter, it is about Luo Yi's upbringing."
"Um."
"Luo Yi has no objection to Mr. Luo's arrangement, and I don't know what Mr. Wen thinks."
Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi: "Do you think I can support you? I'm not yet 20, and my monthly salary is 1,500." He pouted in a low voice and muttered, "I was just deducted 500 yesterday."
Cao Haidao: "Mr. Wen doesn't have to worry about this. Boss Luo has already prepared enough living expenses for Luo Yi. Excluding the legacy that Boss Luo left to you and Ms. Feng, Luo Yi's living expenses are also at your disposal, so you don't have to worry about money. question."
"It's not just about money. Number one, I don't know how to take care of the kids. I can't teach you how to study, and I can't cook and wash your clothes for you...uh... Anyway, I don't know how to raise you. Number two, I can't let you My mom knew, I didn't know how my mom would react."
Luo Yi rested his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, propped his chin, and looked at Wen Xiaohui with a faint smile: "First, I don't need you to guide me in studying, cooking and washing clothes. I can handle these by myself. Second, my mother left Give me the house, Ms. Feng will not know."
"Then why do you want me?" Even though they had only been together for ten minutes, Wen Xiaohui could see that Luo Yi was mature beyond his age, and his speech and communication responses seemed to be more stable than his. He fully believed that Luo Yi could take good care of himself.
"Because my mother doesn't trust me alone, and she only trusts you. She hopes to give me a relative. This is her last wish."
Wen Xiaohui's heart trembled, and he lowered his head slowly.
Cao Hai said beside him: "Yes, Mr. Wen, Luo Yi is more sensible than many children, but after all, he is only fifteen years old. Mr. Luo can only rest in peace if he entrusts him to you."
Wen Xiaohui took a deep breath, those two words rushed into his eardrum without warning, and viciously stirred a certain string in his brain, he gritted his teeth and asked back: "Chen, Mu?"
Cao Hai was stunned.
Wen Xiaohui growled lowly: "Rest in peace?!" He felt a burst of manic depression in his chest rushing like a bullet, hitting his internal organs with pain, "How can a person who commits suicide rest in peace! Since he can't worry about his own child, why should he die! Why! Luo Yaya, why the fuck are you dying!" Wen Xiaohui's cry echoed throughout the winery.
In the next second, Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt a warm hand rubbing his hair, then moved down, his fingertips brushed across his ears, and finally held his neck, and squeezed it soothingly.
Wen Xiaohui was stunned, he didn't look back, the hand on his neck was big and warm, it didn't look like a child's at all.
Luo Yi whispered in his ear: "Don't be sad, mom has gone to a good place, a place where there is no pain, deceit and despair, this is her choice, she is free, I am happy for her."
Wen Xiaohui's body trembled, and he pinched his knees: "You, why do you think so... She is dead, you will never see her again..."
Luo Yi's eyes passed through Wen Xiaohui, staring at the front without focus, his pupils were like two bottomless black holes, with a faint chill, but his voice was as gentle as a spring breeze: "I can't because If you want to see her selfishly, leave her in a place that makes her suffer, uncle, don't be sad, you should also be happy for her."
Cao Hai looked at Luo Yi's immature face, his body trembled imperceptibly, he made a swallowing movement, and his ten fingers twitched unconsciously.
Luo Yi sensed Cao Hai's nervousness, and smiled at him. The red lips matched with the perfect curve were really beautiful, and Cao Hai also returned him a somewhat stiff smile.
Wen Xiaohui took a few deep breaths. Although he couldn't understand Luo Yi's thoughts, his impetuous emotions gradually calmed down with that gentle voice, and he said softly, "Why are you calling me uncle again?"
Luo Yi smiled lightly: "I forgot for a moment." Then he let go of him.
Wen Xiaohui sat back on the sofa and rubbed his hair vigorously: "Lawyer Cao, I don't know what I'm going to do. Tell me, what am I going to do?"
"I've already done all the documents. You just need to read and sign. In fact, you don't need to do anything special. As long as you treat Luo Yi as a family member, I believe that you don't need others to teach you how to treat your family members."
Wen Xiaohui looked at Luo Yi, he saw trust in the young man's eyes, he closed his eyes, and nodded as if making up his mind: "Give me the document."
He read the document again, but he couldn't see too many tricks. The document clarifies his and his mother’s inheritance rights, but they can only be fulfilled after Luo Yi turns 18. During this period, Luo Yi’s living expenses of 10,000 yuan per month can be controlled by him. The start-up emergency fund, the emergency fund and the inheritance Luo Yi inherited are all in other contracts and have nothing to do with him, so he can't see it either.
However, he was a little curious about how much inheritance Luo Yi would get when he turned eighteen. After all, he had no idea how and how much money Yaya had earned over the years.
He signed it after reading it. His hands shook a little when he signed it. He was too young at that time, and he didn't think clearly about what it meant to sign it. He just felt that he didn't want to live up to Yaya's last wish, and that getting such a large amount of money and a house would be a good thing for him and his mother.
After Cao Hai looked at his signature, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Wen."
"Uh... oh." Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi, feeling a little awkward and bewildered.
Luo Yi smiled and said, "Do you want to go home with me? It's not too far from here."
"Okay."
"It's not close. I just happen to be going home. Let's take you there along the way." Cao Hai said.
"Okay, thank you Uncle Cao."
Cao Hai put Luo Yi's bicycle in the back seat of the SUV, and drove the two of them to Luo Yi's house.
Wen Xiaohui asked: "Luo Yi, which school are you in?"
"XX Middle School."
"Oh, it's not far from where I work."
"Where do you work?"
"XX Road."
Luo Yi smiled and said, "Then can I go and play with you after school?"
"Okay."
Lawyer Cao interjected, "Mr. Wen, what do you do?"
"Stylist, I'm an intern at Juxing."
"Ju Xing, you are quite famous."
Wen Xiaohui was a little proud: "Well, it's one of the best modeling studios in Beijing."
Cao Hai exclaimed: "It's amazing, a clumsy person like me can only do this kind of boring work."
Wen Xiaohui seldom came into contact with elite figures like Cao Hai, so he immediately felt that he was worthy of being a lawyer, stylish and good at talking, although he didn't seem to have eight-pack abs, he couldn't help being a little distracted, and he didn't realize it He humbly said: "It's nothing special, my grades are bad, and I can't get into college. This is my interest, and it suits me better."
Cao Haidao: "Haha, no wonder you are worried that you won't be able to tutor Luo Yi. In fact, you really don't need to worry about this. Luo Yi's IQ is very high, and his high school grades are the first in the city."
Wen Xiaohui asked in surprise, "First?"
Cao Hai said with a smile: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that Luo Yi is now in the third year of senior high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he takes the exam or not. He has already received full scholarships and invitations to enter without exams from seven world-class universities. Well, this does not include the good universities in China.”
Wen Xiaohui stared at Luo Yi with staring eyes, roaring in his heart, "Damn, Xueba."
Luo Yi blinked at him, showing a cute smile.
After being surprised, Wen Xiaohui's heart was filled with unhappiness again, which made his heart ache. He couldn't imagine what happened to Yaya to commit suicide on the eve of his only son's college entrance examination? With such a beautiful and outstanding son, what happened to make him willing to leave him and this world