When we got home, it was only 8 o'clock in the evening. The warm scene before was like a flash in the pan. When everyone walked into the house, their faces returned to the indifference and calmness unique to the Wen family, but after all, there was still something different.
A warm feeling wanders in the hearts of these people, subtly changing their cognition and relationship.
Chi Zhao returned to his room, he thought about how to deal with the little girl he met today, and after thinking for a long time, he sneered first.
In fact, he doesn't need to think about it, Wenlie will help him deal with everything. Wenlie is a smiling tiger who looks kind. In fact, his means are no worse than the previous Wen Xijun.
If nothing else, Wen Lie should be the main heir of the Wen family in the future. Of course, other children will also get some assets, but the most important group in power will only be Wen Lie in the future.
Wen Yu is actually not bad, but his hostility is too heavy, he is suitable to be the boss of the underworld, not the chairman of the group.
These people are young, and they still have a long time to think about the future and their own ideals.
After thinking for a while, Chi Zhao stood up and walked outside the room.
Don't think about it anymore, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, especially these children and grandchildren are all smarter than him. Such a serious issue should be left to them to think about.
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When he was not full at Jiang's house at night, Chi Zhao walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look, and found that there was nothing to eat right away, so he had to go back to his old business and order himself a bowl of noodles.
The noodles were out of the pot, and Chi Zhao was also very puzzled when he looked at the noodles that didn't make any progress.
How many worlds it has been, why is the food he cooks always unpalatable no matter where he goes?
…
Sitting at the dining table, Chi Zhao picked up a chopstick of noodles and was about to put it in his mouth when he heard a nice and frivolous voice behind him: "Father, can you share a bowl with me?"
Chi Zhao: "… "
Wen Hu waited quietly, and soon, the second bowl of shoddy noodles came out of the pot, put the noodle bowl in front of Wen Hu, Chi Zhao returned to his side, and suddenly wanted to take the noodles away and bring it back to himself. Room to eat.
I don't know why, every time he saw Wen Hu's face, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to distance himself from him.
When Chi Zhao was debating whether to leave in such a disrespectful manner, the warm pot on the opposite side spoke again.
He gently pulled two noodles with chopsticks, then raised his head with a smile: "Father has changed so much recently, I almost don't recognize you."
Chi Zhao is not worried about being recognized, this world is not like the previous world, and there is a spiritual body that shows identity. His body belongs to Wen Xijun, and his property also belongs to Wen Xijun. As long as he kills himself, he is Wen Xijun, and no one can find evidence to veto him.
Therefore, Chi Zhao calmly replied, "Everyone can change."
Wen Hu looked into Chi Zhao's eyes and found that he couldn't see any clues, so he had to give up and asked another question, "Then father can tell me why you don't like me?"
Chi Zhao: "… "
Wen Xijun doesn't seem to have liked you before!
After a few seconds of silence, Chi Zhao also raised his head, he chose to tell the truth: "You are my child, I have never liked you."
Wen Ke was stunned.
After a pause, Chi Zhao continued: "As a father, what I want to do is to protect you, teach you, and lead you. I don't need to like you, and you don't need to like me."
The stunned expression gradually returned to calm, Wen Hu carefully savored the taste of these words, and then he showed a smile that dumped all beings, "What a cruel answer."
"What's cruel," Chi Zhao lowered his head, he picked up the noodles at will, and after taking a bite, he continued, "You don't like me anyway."
In the plot, although Wen Hu is the one closest to Wen Xijun, he was also the one who fell the fastest when he discovered that Wen Xijun was over. Wen Hu, how should I put it, sometimes I feel that he is very single-minded, and sometimes I feel that he is very attentive. He seems to care about his brothers and sisters a lot, but he can watch a pervert openly show a strong interest in Wen Xi. Don't try to stop it, but to say that he doesn't care about his family at all, he can go out and pull Wen Yu when he is almost exposed and about to die.
All in all, this is an amazing man.
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Even if nothing else is certain, Chi Zhao is 100% sure that Wen Hu doesn't like Wen Xijun.
This is not what he saw from the plot, but from his relationship with Wen Ke.
Chi Zhao was sure that Wen Hu didn't like him, and even hated him a little bit.
Maybe that's why Chi Zhao felt uncomfortable when he saw him, because Wen Hu always seemed to like Wen Xijun very much and obeyed his orders, which made him feel like he was being pushed by a cold-blooded animal. Creepy feeling.
The warm pot on the opposite side slowly restrained his expression, and after a while, he lowered his head and let out a low laugh.
"That's because my father doesn't need my affection."
His words seemed to have a deeper meaning. Chi Zhao observed him calmly, but couldn't see anything else. On the other hand, Wen Hu stood up in a good mood, "Father, rest early, I will first I'm back in my room, and thank my father for his hospitality tonight, if you can make a bowl of noodles like this for Ah Xi, Ah Xi will definitely give up on you in the future."
After saying this, Wen Hu left, and Chi Zhao looked at the untouched bowl of noodles opposite, with a very complicated mood.
He didn't even taste it. Could it be that the noodles he made were so hard to swallow!
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Chi Zhao was very depressed, and he lost his appetite. He took a few bites and then went back to his room. The noodles and bowls were left here quietly. The servants at home would come to clean up tomorrow morning. .
Half an hour later, Wen Yu passed by the kitchen and smelled a familiar smell. He took a step and then walked in.
Looking at the two noodle bowls and two sets of tableware on the dining table, Wen Yu pursed her lips slightly.
Wen Xin came out of Wen Xi's room. She was thirsty. She also came to this kitchen. The small kitchen was usually just a spare room, but today she was visited by many masters in a row.
It's just that every host who comes here doesn't seem to be in a good mood.
Wen Xin stood behind Wen Yu, and after two minutes, she said softly, "Ayu, can you practice dancing with me for a while?"
There is a very beautiful central flower bed in the front yard of the Wen family. The floor on the edge of the flower bed is made of high-quality marble. Every year the Wen family holds parties of all sizes. If there is a dance party, the venue for the dance party will definitely be set up here.
There are flower beds, fountains, and gorgeous and gentle lights. The dining area is staggered, and the dance area dances. No matter who comes here, the scenery here is really pleasing to the eye.
But today, there are no bright lights and no lively guests here, just two people practicing dance steps skillfully in the soundtrack released by their mobile phones.
Wen Xin is a decathlon lady, and dancing is naturally very good. She doesn't need to practice at all, but she still pulls Wen Yu out, and standing here, the two dance in circles and circles like silly hats.
Dance needs to be accompanied by music, otherwise in the eyes of others, it will become an embarrassing dance master.
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At the end of the third time, Wen Xin couldn't take it anymore. She didn't have much strength, and dancing is a work of strength. She was tired and waved her hands again and again, "No, no, let me rest for a while."
Wen Yu felt strange, "Don't you have dance lessons every day?"
How come it doesn't work so soon
Wen Xin also gave him a strange look, "yes, I have dance classes every day, but in every dance class, I also dance for ten minutes and then rest for ten minutes."
Wen Yu: "..."
Wen Xin's contacts have always been teachers or Wen Lie. Sometimes Wen Xijun is in a good mood and will dance with her for a while. This is Wen Yu's first time. He didn't know before that his sister's physical strength was so poor.
Wen Xin had already sat down. Standing by himself was even more boring. When he sat beside Wen Xin, Wen Yu asked, "Why do you remember to practice? Are you going to the dance again?"
The world among celebrities is too complicated. There is a big party for three days and a small party for two days. It's as frequent as if the group of people has nothing else to do except party.
Nodding warmly, "yes, Mrs. Liang invited me to her club's anniversary party."
After speaking, seeing Wen Yu's unresponsive face, Wen Xin was silent for a moment, and then explained to him, "Mrs. Liang is the wife of the sex giant Liang Wencheng. The club she established is very famous internationally, and many daughters are there The first appearance of the celebrity circle will depend on this anniversary party."
When she said this, Wen Yu understood, but he looked at Wen Xin, "Didn't you make an appearance when you were fifteen years old?"
At that time, Wen Xijun hired the best costume designers and hair stylists in the world, and directly packaged Wen Xin as a more high-profile eldest lady than a princess. Wen Xin became famous in battle, and has become a leader in the circle of gold since then.
Wen Xin looked at Wen Yu with a look at the old hat: "of course it's to protect my reputation and let the new little girls see, what is your sister or your sister!"
Wen Yu: "..."
Wen Xin seems to be born with the brilliance of a mother's love. All those younger than her are brothers and sisters in her eyes. Even though she said she wanted to compete with them, Wen Yu could see that Wen Xin was just joking. She's not so competitive, and she doesn't like girls who just like to compare and socialize.
Wen Yu smiled slightly, he lowered his head, looked at the tree shadows on the ground, Wen Xin sat on his left, looked over from her side, the most obvious was the smile on Wen Yu's face, the second most obvious, It was his blindfolded eye.
Wen Xin looked at him for a while, and after sighing in her heart, she spoke softly.
"Ayu."
Hearing Wen Xin's call suddenly, Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled, he turned his head and looked at Wen Xin silently.
Dancing is just a pretense. In fact, Wen Xin has something to say to him. He knew it when he came out, and he probably guessed what Wen Xin was going to say.
Wen Xin is really attentive, and he didn't hide it so deliberately, so she saw that it was normal.
Sure enough, Wen Xin looked up at him with a smile and a pleading expression, "Listen to my sister and stop doing things that will hurt yourself, okay?"