Even though Wen Xingze repeatedly emphasized that he really didn't need anything, Xu Baijing insisted on dragging Wen Xingze to 'recognize his ancestors' as if he couldn't understand human speech.
Wen Xingze: "..."
Wen Xingze had to tell the truth: "I'll just say it straight, I have parents, and... to be my parents, the five people you mentioned are not worthy."
Xu Baijing was stunned for a moment, and then his face became a little ugly. He has indeed resigned to his fate, he has already tasted a complete failure with this whole life practice, but he just didn't expect that all these things he had worked so hard to steal were really worthless in Wen Xingze's eyes.
The stalemate between the two attracted security guards.
"Mr. Wen?" The security guard was specifically told by Ji Meng to watch Wen Xingze more so that he would not be bullied, so he immediately came over after seeing the situation here, "Are you in any trouble? ... this It seems that he is not on our invitation list, do you need me to invite him out for you?"
Xu Baijing: "..."
Xu Baijing's face turned from blue to white, and then from white to blue.
He looked down, his lips trembling.
Wen Xingze wondered if Xu Baijing was pretending to be pitiful, he was a little taken aback, and said to the security guard: "It's okay, I can take care of it, don't disturb Ms. Ji."
After all, this is the Christmas Eve banquet of Ji Meng and his old friends, Wen Xingze felt that it was inappropriate to make such a big commotion and let the security guards chase people away. Moreover, Wen Xingze believed in what Xu Baijing said to give up, Xu Baijing really can't make any more waves now, and Xu Baijing's IQ really can't do much if he takes ten thousand steps back.
"Okay." The security guard looked at Xu Baijing a little more suspiciously, and walked back to his original position, but still glanced this way from time to time.
Xu Baijing breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Wen Xingze, I sincerely want to apologize to you, and I want to return all the things I stole, I am very guilty... You give me a chance to redeem my sins, go to a place with me , I promise never to bother you again."
"Besides, you were actually moved by me. The fact that I didn't let the security drive me away just now is the biggest proof."
Wen Xingze: "?"
Wen Xingze slowly raised a question mark again.
Why, he is so ordinary but so confident
Half an hour later, in a small living room on the second floor of Linshui Mansion.
The Linshui mansion, which covers an area equivalent to half the manor, is really too big, so even Ji Meng himself may not be able to tell what purpose is in which living room, and who is mixed in.
After Wen Xingze rejected Xu Baijing, he went straight downstairs.
Because he ate two slices of roast duck for dinner, he was a little dizzy from hunger at this time, and when he turned a corner in the corridor, he bumped into another customer accidentally, and the coffee in the other party's hand spilled on Wen Xingze - the other party said immediately I'm very sorry, but I said that I could borrow Wen Xingze's suit to change, but at this moment Wen Xingze already felt something was wrong.
"I have brought clothes," Wen Xingze said, "No need, thank you."
Wen Xingze really has no shortage of clothes. Since the launch of the cosmic express system, Wen Xingze's wardrobe has been sent by various royal designers from the interstellar to design and tailor formal suits, various high-end brands, and hand-woven by parents. The sweater and long johns are full, not to mention the gift from the endorsement luxury brand.
Wen Xingze thought he was going to wear formal clothes when he came this time, so he casually brought a relatively low-key high-end set, and there were clothes to change. But the guest seemed very sorry, apologized repeatedly, and then took Wen Xingze directly to the dressing room.
Standing alone in the locker room, Wen Xingze woke up and realized that he had been tricked.
"..."
No, is Xu Baijing so idle? !
The clothes that the guest prepared for him were a waiter's uniform.
It still looks complete.
Ji Meng's waiter clothes are all British style, small vest and tuxedo jacket, bow tie, and a walking stick.
Wen Xingze wanted to know what medicine Xu Baijing was selling in his gourd at this time. He simply changed into the waiter's uniform, which fit him well. As soon as he walked out, someone handed him a rose, and then drove him to a certain place in the living room to stand there.
The size of this living room is not too small, the floor is covered with a rose-colored carpet, the door is tightly closed, but the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are drawn, and the fountain outside and the heavy locomotive parked beside the fountain can be seen.
Many male guests looked out of the window from time to time throughout the whole day, salivating at the cool heavy motorcycle, not knowing which lucky one was its owner.
"You stand here," said the person who looked like a foreman, "holding flowers, yes, stand still."
Wen Xingze: "I am a vase?"
Foreman: "..."
Foreman: "Stand still and don't move around."
Wen Xingze said indifferently, "Oh."
He understood Xu Baijing's brain circuit. After so many times of beatings by the society, Xu Baijing also knew that Wen Xingze was not to be messed with, but in the end he wanted to disgust him.
So he designed Wen Xingze to put on this suit and act as a 'vase' in this living room—not only would he accept the disdainful eyes of the guests, but it was also a kind of mockery of Wen Xingze's acting skills. There are indeed a few sour people on the Internet who began to say that Wen Xingze is a completely unsuitable vase after the casting of "Dust Planet" was confirmed.
In Xu Baijing's fantasy, Wen Xingze was wearing a waiter's uniform, and of course he was too embarrassed to move around, so he could only stand there blankly like a vase, feeling remorse in shame and anger...
But Xu Baijing, who was watching everything from the corner, soon realized that he had miscalculated.
Firstly, it was because Wen Xingze didn't care at all.
Wen Xingze has never done anything since he was a child to earn some living expenses. He has served dishes, ridden a three-wheeler, sold leeks in the vegetable market, collected tatters, and even played the suona. It's the best of all jobs.
Secondly...
"Shall I be a vase?" Wen Xingze said to the foreman, "It's fine, I'm really pretty."
Foreman: "..."
Wen Xingze also goes online occasionally. He has become very popular recently, and it is inevitable that there will be some black fans—it is really a very small part of all fans. Seeing these black fans from the perspective of species, in order to protect them from extinction, sometimes they will take corresponding measures.
And the black fans are also very pitiful, because Wen Xingze can't find a place to be black, so they can only attack him incompetently and furiously as a "vase" and "what else can fans brag about besides his good looks".
It is not surprising for any celebrity to be called a vase if he sees him so well, and Wen Xingze will use his strength to prove that he is not just good-looking.
The most important thing is that Wen Xingze is really pretty!
like now.
Wen Xingze wore the waiter's uniform and vest, but he couldn't stop his dignified demeanor. He obviously had a quality that was different from the waiters who came and went. The delicate and charming rose was held in his hand, as if it was vividly frozen at the moment before it was picked, like a thick and colorful oil painting, and the lights in the corners of his eyes and brows were vividly dyed.
He seemed at ease and personable.
The door of the living room was wide open to both sides, guests poured in like water, most of them were middle-aged people. After they entered the door to get champagne from the waiter, their first sight must have fallen on Wen Xingze.
After a while, someone started talking to him.
"Handsome, what are you doing standing here?"
Wen Xingze replied truthfully: "I'm here to work, and I'm working as a vase."
"Hahaha," the guests all laughed. Even if they haven't watched TV and don't know Wen Xingze, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that he doesn't work here, and they are still guessing whose young master came out to experience life, "Okay, Perform well, and when the time comes, your family will reward you with a sports car."
Guests come and go.
Wen Xingze stood there bored for a while, making sure that Xu Baijing really had nothing to do. He just loosened his tie and was about to go out when he suddenly stopped in front of him.
He is a man of Chinese and French mixed race.
Xu Weilian pulled off his mask, and looked at Wen Xingze with the kind of eyes that looked at the goods.
——Xu Bianzhou has completely severed ties with Xu Baijing, Xu Yan is still in deep economic crisis, Xu Sichao was expelled from the domestic Feng Shui circles and hid everywhere, Xu Wenwen was crying behind bars.
Xu William in front of him is Xu Baijing's last adoptive father, and also his last reliance.
The twenty-four years of Xu Baijing's life made Wen Xingze feel strange—he had a good hand of cards from the beginning, but his playing became worse and worse, and no one specifically targeted him, but at the age of twenty-four, he was still nothing.
Wen Xingze: "Who are you?"
Xu Weilian is a more ordinary and confident man than Xu Baijing. He couldn't believe that Wen Xingze didn't know him. He raised Wen Xingze's chin with one hand to look at him, and said, "He looks pretty good."
"?" Wen Xingze actually didn't want to appear so confident, but in front of certain people, the best way is to be more confident than them, "Of course, better than you."
William Xu: "..."
"Let me make a long story short," Xu Weilian took a deep breath, held back his anger, and said, "Bai Jing told me the whole story, and because of that agreement, I really should adopt you... I also have the same intention, But before entering Xu's house, there are some rules that I have to clarify with you."
Wen Xingze: "?"
"After all, you come from a humble background and have never seen much of the world. Unlike Bai Jing who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, it would be bad if you would embarrass our family." The Xu family is related to the royal family of a certain country.
Wen Xingze: "???"
Wen Xingze didn't know where to interrupt, he could only look at him with that kind of speechless and slightly confused eyes. Xu Weilian was very satisfied with this 'admiration' look.
When Xu William bowed his head to drink champagne, Wen Xingze finally couldn't help but said slowly, "You deserve it too?"
William Xu: "..."
William Xu: "..."
Snapped. The goblet in Xu William's hand fell to the ground.
"Don't think I don't know you, Wen Xingze," Xu Weilian didn't seem worried about making things worse, "I investigated you, not only have you seen tatters playing suona outside, but your family has also talked with you early on. Cut off contact."
Wen Xingze's information was difficult to find, as if someone was secretly protecting him, but Xu Weilian managed to find out—Xu Baijing's other four fathers' fates were more or less related to Wen Xingze, Xu Weilian At first, I thought he had such a powerful family background, but who knew that he was almost an orphan at all.
It seems that what happened before was probably just a coincidence, Xu Bianzhou and the others were just out of luck.
Xu Weilian is different. He thinks highly of himself and is very confident in his luck.
Xu Weilian: "It's about people like you who were born without a mother... Also, you don't even have a family—your original parents don't want you anymore, so you can't blame them."
"I heard you tell Bai Jing that you have a family. Where is your family? Where is it? You couldn't have imagined it yourself."
Wen Xingze took it as a joke at first when he had nothing to do with it, but when he said this, he slowly suppressed his smile.
Wen Xingze has a good temper and rarely gets really angry because of anything. This Xu William is also amazing.
The guests around didn't know what was going on at all, they looked at this side with some worries and started whispering, and some people were thinking about whether they should come up and say a few words.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night fell heavily, and the fountain not far away reflected the cold moonlight. The air in the room was too silent, no one spoke, as if there was a silent tide rising layer by layer, which would drown everything.
Only Xu William was still talking.
chatter.
Xu William: "... If you have a family, you probably aren't a good guy, otherwise why would you be so uneducated—"
These words made Wen Xingze feel extremely bad. He looked at Xu Weilian and his lips moved.
And it was at this moment, at this second, that lightning pierced through the dark clouds.
A light shone from behind Wen Xingze.
... A private jet hovers outside the window, and a modified sports car worth tens of millions arrogantly drifts and stops in front of Linshui Villa, and fireworks suddenly burst into the sky.
The door suddenly opened.
The person who walked in was calm and calm, with a knife-like gaze.
There was an aura around him that was far more intimidating than any rich businessman or high-ranking official who had been in high positions for a long time, and he seemed decisive, making people breathless.
No one gave orders, but the crowd spontaneously parted ways. Xu Weilian, who was standing in front of Wen Xingze, even trembled in his calves, and tried not to retreat.
"Cub, have you had enough fun? Let's go when we're done. Our time is precious."
The man treated Xu William as nothing, helped Wen Xingze straighten his tie as if no one else was there, frowned again, and simply threw the tie into a trash can.
— Elliott, the patriarch of the orc clan whose reputation spread throughout the universe and the boss of the mercenaries in the old universe, was uncharacteristically not wearing a mercenary costume today. He wore a suit tailored to the body and simply wore a watch on his wrist, which seemed to be of great value at first glance. His hair was combed back meticulously, revealing a handsome and indifferent face.
Extraordinary bearing.
He was obviously dissatisfied with what Wen Xingze was wearing, so he snapped his fingers, and two waiters hurried in with their heads down. They pushed a row of mobile coat racks, and there were five or six sets of high-end suits hanging on it. Wen Xingze's brain was almost paralyzed, so he picked a suit at random.
The waiter bowed his head and came up to help Wen Xingze put on his coat, and then took a small brush to help him brush off the non-existent dust on his shoulders. And Elliot squatted down, and put on expensive antique jadeite cufflinks for Wen Xingze.
Everyone stared blankly at all this.
"The conditions outside are not as good as at home, so let's make do with it." The man said succinctly, and then suddenly looked at Xu William.
Elliot put one hand on Wen Xingze's shoulder, a parent's protective gesture for the child, and smiled. His voice was clear and calm, and everyone in the living room could hear it:
"My child's matter is not something that cats and dogs can tell, so I won't bother you."
Xu Weilian took a half step back subconsciously, and there was a bang in his brain: No, he checked Wen Xingze's family history in advance, and Wen Xingze really didn't have any serious social connections. An annoying parent? !
The guests looked at Xu Weilian's eyes as if they were looking at a clown.
Just now everyone felt that something was wrong with him.
Now, Xu William said that he wanted to adopt Wen Xingze, and that he wanted to set up rules for him, and in the end he scolded the street like a shrew. At first glance, that child is not a child of ordinary people, his temperament and Xu Weilian's are almost the same in heaven and earth, and the face he used is ashamed to say that Wen Xingze has no tutor
It's all right now, the real parent of the family has come, and at first glance, he is someone who has never been able to reach the top in his life, and now he has been slapped in the face.
Of course, Elliott has a hundred ways to deal with Xu William and his adopted son, but he decided to leave this matter to the parents of other clans and Chi Yan—whoever made them slow to respond and didn’t make an appointment should be fine. Leave something for them to do so they don't get overwhelmed.
Moreover, Elliott and the other orcs couldn't wait any longer. They needed the time alone with the cubs, and they had waited too long for this moment.
... This is the last time Xu Weilian and Xu Baijing appeared in Wen Xingze's life. Wen Xingze suddenly had this premonition when he passed by Xu Weilian. Life wears books, adoptive father, koi... This is the last time. After today, he will completely break away from these messy things.
Like Elliott said, his time is precious and should only be spent with people who deserve it.
Xu Weilian didn't know what he was about to face.
Elliott took Wen Xingze out, and when passing by Xu William, he mocked in a lower tone:
"Relax. Do you really think you are worthy to adopt my cub?"
"..."
"The sum of your family's money can't buy him a single cuff button."
"..."
"You kind of rubbish, don't daydream when you have nothing to do, you know? It's embarrassing."
"..."
Xu Weilian fell to the ground, almost crying out loud.
And it's not over yet.
Before the guests could recover from the scene, there was a scream from nowhere, and the whole villa erupted in commotion.
The entire living room—no, not only the living room, but the entire three floors of the Linshui Mansion, from the 60-something financial crocodile down to the waiter chef, all the men squeezed to the nearest outside with a bang at this second. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he looked enviously at the fountain pool and swallowed.
That scream was: "AJS...!!!"
There is a saying that a man will be a teenager until he dies, and he will always have no resistance to this kind of heavy motorcycle that is as romantic as a dream.
Outside the Linshui mansion, private jets and several sports cars are waiting obediently. And Wen Xingze chose the third option almost without thinking.
Elliott laughed loudly, put Wen Xingze's helmet on, then carried him onto the heavy motorcycle that all men dream of, and stepped on the gas pedal.
"Om—"
The heavy locomotive rides the dust.
The souls of all the men in the Linshui mansion also flew away.
so cool…