Xue Lan originally thought that today would be the same as last time, just coming to Duan Wenzheng's house for a simple meal, but she didn't expect that Duan's father would actually cook for her this time.
Seeing that Father Duan actually started to cut vegetables and cook seriously and skillfully, he quickly volunteered to help.
To be honest, Duan Wenzhen's family is well-off. The first meal was cooked by his aunt. Duan's father is a serious man who never does housework. He reads newspapers and magazines after work... How come you can't tell that he looks quite skilled when he's cutting vegetables and cooking
Duan Wenzheng saw Xue Lan's stunned look and couldn't help laughing: "He's just good at putting on a show, but the dishes he makes later will be..."
"You're the only one who talks too much!" Father Duan stopped what he was doing and shouted angrily, "Don't eat a single bite later! Lanlan knows to come and help, but look at what you're doing?!"
Xue Lan's face became a little hot again when he heard this. This was his first time to come to Duan Wenzheng's house, and Duan Wenzheng's father actually changed the way he addressed him from "Xiao Xue" to "Lanlan".
Upon hearing this, Duan Wenzheng hurriedly stood up and walked towards the kitchen helplessly.
"Okay, stop making trouble." Father Duan stopped him and said, "Go get me a bottle of wine."
Duan Wenzheng glanced at Xue Lan and waved at him: "Come here."
Father Duan angrily said, "You need someone to accompany you to get a bottle of wine?!"
"You know you are weak and can't lift it."
"you?!"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Xue Lan hurriedly pushed Duan Wenzheng: "Go quickly, I'll help you here."
Duan Wenzheng then walked out, looking back every few steps.
When he reached the door, he turned back and reluctantly said, "When I'm not around, you can't bully him..."
Duan's father, who was cutting vegetables, was so angry that he raised the knife in his hand, and Duan Wenzheng ran away.
After Duan Wenzheng left, Xue Lan obediently helped Duan's father, but she was worried in her heart. She didn't know if Duan's father sent Duan Wenzheng away because he wanted to say something to her alone...
If he felt that he was not worthy of Duan Wen Zheng and wanted to leave Duan Wen Zheng, should he agree immediately... or should he pretend to be reluctant and refuse
What if he wants me to leave his wife with money
"When I first married Wen Zheng's mother, the company was in a terrible state."
When Xue Lan was daydreaming, the voice of Duan's father brought him back to his senses in time. As expected, he sent Duan Wenzheng away because he wanted to tell him something. He stood up straight unconsciously and listened carefully to what Duan's father said next.
If Duan's father really wanted to give him money to let him leave his wife... or let them break up after confirming that Duan Wenzheng's sexual orientation was normal, then how should he tactfully express to Duan's father that even if Duan Wenzheng liked men, he could still live a happy life with Wen Yan in the future...
"It was because I neglected to take care of my family that Wen Zheng's mother died a few years after giving birth to him..." Father Duan's actions of cutting vegetables gradually slowed down, as if he was recalling a distant time: "At that time, my career had just started. I had to manage the company and take care of him at the same time. In the end, I failed to take good care of him, which led to his going astray..."
Before Duan's father finished speaking, Xue Lan already understood the wrong path Duan Wenzheng had taken.
After all, Mr. Duan only has Duan Wenzheng as his son, so it is hard for him to accept Duan Wenzheng and Wen Yan's feelings. Although he doesn't know if he can help, they still have a long way to go.
"Lanlan, tell Uncle Duan."
Mr. Duan's words brought Xue Lan back to his senses, and he quickly raised his head to look at Mr. Duan.
"Are you and Wen Zheng in a relationship?"
"..." Xue Lan didn't expect that Father Duan would ask him so directly. He shook his head quickly, but his cheeks gradually became hot.
Mr. Duan looked a little disappointed, but he immediately cheered up and said, "I know you young people are shy."
"no… "
Xue Lan was about to explain, but Father Duan spoke with concern: "I can see that my good-for-nothing son really likes you."
“…” Reset is indeed a dramatic person.
"You're the only girl he's ever brought home."
“…” Of course, he likes boys.
"This rascal is unreliable sometimes and looks out of tune all day long, but he has never been in a relationship and doesn't know how to chase girls..."
"…" No wonder chasing her husband ended up being a love affair.
"But Lanlan, you and I hit it off right away and got along really well."
"… "
Xue Lan, who had been listening attentively and nodding in agreement, suddenly felt that the topic had gone off track.
“I’m old…”
Father Duan suddenly put down the knife, turned around and took out a black card from his pocket.
Xue Lan's eyes instantly fell on the black card, and he subconsciously held his breath: Sure enough, "Wait until I confirm that he likes a girl, then take the five million and leave my house" is really going to happen? !
Father Duan took Xue Lan's hand and stuffed the black card into Xue Lan's palm.
"I want to have a grandson soon... Oh no, a granddaughter is fine too, I'm not picky! Whatever you want, uncle will definitely do his best..."
Xue Lan stood there in a daze.
The words he had originally prepared, "Uncle, I can't take your money, and when the time comes I will definitely leave your wife obediently," were all stuck in his throat.
Mr. Duan was still talking, but Xue Lan felt dizzy and couldn't hear a word.
What?!
You can ask him to leave.
But wanting a grandson... what?!
Xue Lan's face was already red enough to bleed. He hurriedly shook his head in embarrassment but was unable to pull his hand away.
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, Duan Wenzheng, who had gone out to get some wine, came back to the room. He saw the man who was arguing with each other, and he walked over quickly with a dark face, and pulled Xue Lan behind him.
After seeing clearly what was in his father's hand, his expression instantly turned darker.
"What are you doing?"
"This, this..." Father Duan didn't expect to be caught by him, and said awkwardly: "Isn't this the gift I prepared for Lanlan when he first came home..."
Duan Wenzheng turned around and looked at Xue Lan: "He didn't say anything excessive, did he?"
"No, no, you really misunderstood." Xue Lan shook his head hastily, and turned his attention to the half-prepared dishes on the side: "I'll help wash the vegetables!"
Duan Wenzheng looked at the person who slipped away in confusion, and for a moment he didn't understand what was going on.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Duan seemed to feel guilty and turned around to continue cutting vegetables, ignoring Duan Wenzhen's inquiring look.
The three of them were busy for a long time before the dishes were finally served on the table. They had their meal in harmony.
After the meal, Xue Lan volunteered to help clean up, and Duan's father did not refuse, but instead asked Duan Wenzheng to help.
After dinner, Mr. Duan sat in front of the TV. The local satellite TV channel was broadcasting recent current affairs.
"… With the popularization of Dawn of Last Light, e-sports has now been officially included in the category of sports competitions, and the LGW team is the top team in the Dawn of Last Light project."
When Xue Lan was passing by with a plate in his hand, he inadvertently heard the words "e-sports" and "LGW" mentioned in the news, and he subconsciously stopped.
"Recently, the news that LGW's Wind's old injury recurred and he is selecting a successor and is expected to retire has attracted great attention. During his service, Wind led LGW to countless brilliant achievements and has an unshakable position in the hearts of the people. Today, our station exclusively interviewed LGW's Wind..."
The camera on TV was fixed on Wen Yan's figure.
"My teammates and I are working hard to prepare for the new HCW League. The LGW team will definitely be in the best condition to face the new season."
Xue Lan couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw this. Although Wen Yan denied that his old injury had recurred, such a storm would not be calmed down by a simple explanation. What he needed was a stable performance and better results in the new season to suppress these rumors.
This also made him give up the idea of retiring.
But he still had too much to bear.
This rumor also made more people focus on his hand injury, which made Wen Yan's situation even more passive.
Xue Lan was lost in thought when the channel on the TV in front of him suddenly changed. The original news was replaced by a live football match. He looked up in surprise amid the cheers and saw Duan Wenzheng throwing the remote control aside.
"You brat?!"
Duan Wenzheng ignored his father's scolding and casually pulled Xue Lan, who was still holding the dishes, out of the kitchen before he started scolding.
"What did my father say to you just now?" Duan Wenzheng closed the kitchen door and asked in a rare serious tone.
"I really didn't say anything." Xue Lan put the bowl in the sink, feeling guilty and unwilling to look him in the eye.
"I didn't say anything... I just gave you the card?"
"… "
Duan Wenzheng leaned against the pool and said seriously, "When did the old man become so generous? Could he be imitating the TV dramas and telling you to take the money and leave his place?"
"..." Although... he also thought so at the beginning.
"He's too stingy. I'm his only child. How can he just send me away with just a card?"
"..." Xue Lan turned around indifferently and started washing the dishes.
Duan Wenzheng came forward again, "As our family is the only one in the world, we must at least have company shares, property deeds, and property, don't you think? If it's really not enough, we can only ask those relatives who don't visit us often, and we can scrape together some money. Don't you think so?"
"Yes." Even though the person in front of him was his idol, Xue Lan couldn't help but complain in a low voice at his level 10 praise: "You only have one child, of course your dad wants to hold him sooner..."
Xue Lan suddenly realized that he had almost let the cat out of the bag, so he shut up in time and lowered his head to wash the dishes more diligently.
Unexpectedly, Duan Wenzheng came closer, and his low laugh was cunning and coaxing: "What did you say? What does my dad want to do early?"
He was leaning very close to her, and this posture made it seem as if she was holding him in her arms from behind.
Xue Lan's body stiffened and he struggled to push the person behind him away.
Duan Wen Zheng did not step back at this moment. Instead, he put his arms around his waist, as if he felt that this moment was just right, and held the struggling man in his arms.
"Don't move." His voice was very soft: "The old man is peeking."
Xue Lan really didn't dare to move again.
Duan Wenzheng's eyes fell on his nervous, tense and flushed cheeks. He lowered his head slightly, and a low and hoarse voice swept past his ears like a feather -
"Girlfriend, kiss me."