After Retiring From The Entertainment Industry, I Became The Real Young Master Of A Luxurious Family

"What are you doing in a daze? All laugh!"

Song Jiajia was the first to react, "Didn't you hear that Brother Shen was joking?"

"Hahaha, Brother Shen is quite humorous."

"Miaomiao, you laughed too fake." Song Jia dismissed her indifferently.

"Brother Shen's cold joke was too sudden, and I didn't react."

Gu Yanshen didn't explain, he looked at Lu Wenxing meaningfully, his eyes met, and Lu Wenxing lowered his head if nothing had happened.

As long as he doesn't speak, embarrassment can't catch up with him.

The time for a group of people to squabble flies quickly, and when it was almost noon, the director group still did not announce the voting results of the previous day's game.

The director laughed and said, "Leave a suspense for this episode, and the results will be announced when the third episode is broadcast. The winning group will be awarded prizes~"

Song Jiajia: "...speak as you speak, why do you wear a tilde."

"My little daughter said that this is more cute, and the children in their kindergarten all talk like this~"

Everyone: "..."

At the end of the recording of this period, Song Jiajia has to rush to the studio. The babysitter has been waiting outside the door and set off when the recording is over.

Gu Yanshen and Song Jiajia left about the same time. He made a lot of announcements at the end of the year, and he was busy flying to three cities a day.

The remaining four people did not rush, pulling their suitcases and talking goodbye downstairs.

"How do you go?"

"I'll wait for the assistant to pick it up."

"I also…"

Wen Miao asked: "Stars are Flying C City, right? Do you want to go back with Xiao Wen?"

"I'm in G City tonight, and a friend is coming here to play." Lu Wenxing received a call from Wei Ze yesterday, saying that he would come to G City to play for a few days.

"In this way, that Xiaowen can only answer it by himself?"

"My eldest brother comes to G City to do errands and will pick me up later."

Wen Yu always has a slight smile on his face, which fits his gentle personality very well.

"Xiaowen has a brother, it sounds like you have a good relationship."

"My eldest brother is very busy on weekdays, and it was a coincidence this time." As he said, Wen Yu's cell phone rang, "Sorry, pick up the call."

"It's already packed, um, I'll wait for the big brother." Wen Yu hung up the phone, and the others couldn't help being a little curious.

Because Wen Yu said on the show that his family did not support him in the entertainment industry, he thought that Wen Yu and his family were a bit stiff, but it didn't seem to be the case.

From the perspective of Wen Yu's dress and conversation, the family situation should be good. Wen Miao said half-jokingly, "Xiao Wen's family disagrees, is it because they want to inherit the family business?"

Lu Wenxing: "..."

It's really a hit.

Wenxing Lu wanted to make Wen Miao more confident, and removed the word ‘?’.

Wen Yu bends the corner of his eyes, "It's not because of this. My eldest brother is almost coming. I will wait for him in the yard."

"Let's go together, my assistant will be here soon."

"good."

Wen Miao and Zhou Zitong followed out with their suitcases, and Lu Wenxing was at the end.

Seeing him going out, Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, "Will the stars wait in the yard too?"

"Well, what?"

Lu Wenxing felt that Wen Yu asked this question very strange. Everyone was waiting in the yard. Is there anything wrong with him waiting in the yard too?

"Nothing." Wen Yu smiled, "I think you don't seem to have much energy, thinking you will rest in the room for a while."

"My friend is coming soon, I'm afraid he can't find the way." Lu Wenxing explained with much difficulty, he always felt that Wen Yu seemed to care about his affairs. Of course, it may also be that he was over-vigilant and created the illusion.

As he was talking, a black Maybach stopped steadily at the gate of the yard.

"Fuck!"

Zhou Zitong's eyes lit up, "This Maybach has more than six million!"

"Why stop here?"

"It's my elder brother who is here, I'm leaving now. Goodbye!" Wen Yu pushed the suitcase, walking a bit fast.

Zhou Zitong looked at the car and then at Wen Miao. "You really got it right! Which young master is Xiaowen to come out to play tickets? The family doesn't support it, is it just worried? You have to pick it up in person when you record a show?"

Wen Miao didn't expect to say something to the truth, staring blankly at Wen Yu's back. "So, is there really a family business to inherit?"

"Xingxing, why are you not surprised at all?" Zhou Zitong returned to his senses with a look of envy, but saw Lu Wenxing looking at the car thoughtfully, the expression on his face was too calm.

"Surprised." Lu Wenxing thought about something in his heart, and responded perfunctorily.

Very strange feeling.

Since he wanted to get rid of the cannon fodder plot, not only did he have to stay away from Wen Yu, he also had to avoid Wen's family, but he was suddenly a little curious about what Wen Yu's eldest brother was like.

Like a domineering president?

Don't you think, I want me to think?

or…

It's cold, should Wang go bankrupt?

Until Wen Yu got into the car, Lu Wenxing could not see Mr. Ba who was sitting in the car, because the windows of the car were one-way perspective, and the inside could not be seen from the outside.

"Stars, you are so perfunctory."

Zhou Zitong suddenly felt that people are not only emotionally unconnected, and even emotionally unconnected.

"Xingxing, why are you so calm?" Wen Miao stared at him, "Tell me honestly, you are also the little master who came out to play tickets, right?"

Lu Wenxing: "...Take your brains away."

Of course he is not surprised, because he knows the plot. And for a wealthy family like Wen Jia, the six million car may still be the cheapest one in the garage.

***

In the car.

Wen Zheng's gaze stayed in the rearview mirror. He just noticed the few people standing with Wen Yu, especially the teenager wearing a **** down jacket. He was particularly conspicuous among the three dark-colored costumes.

But he was blocked by the boy wearing glasses next to him, and Wen Zheng didn't even see his appearance. Only noticed that **** down jacket.

He remembered that there was a **** yellow sweater in Xingxing's closet, but he didn't wear it often, because once Wen Zheng teased him on purpose, saying that he was wearing a sweater and standing in the garden like a bee.

Later, the dress was left in the closet, and the stars never passed through.

Maybe it was the clothes that brought back memories, so Wen Zheng took a few more glances.

As the car drove away, the people in the rearview mirror gradually blurred.

When Wen Zheng was about to take back his gaze, a figure suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror, and he rushed directly at the young man. The young man took two steps back before he stabilized his figure.

Wen Zheng frowned when he saw this brow.

Too dangerous.

The down jackets worn by the teenagers are fluffy, but they are still slightly thin.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Wen Zheng retracted his gaze and looked at Wen Yu blankly, "What did you say to mom yesterday?"

"It's nothing." Wen Yu lowered his eyes.

"It's almost the New Year. My mother asked me when I would go home, so I told her to record variety shows in City G. I really didn't know that my eldest brother was also in City G, and I didn't expect my mother would call my eldest brother to pick me up."

Wen Zheng was dissatisfied with his explanation, and his tone became colder. "Don't make small moves."

"Big brother, why are you so hostile to me?" Wen Yu lowered his eyes and concealed the loneliness in his eyes.

"Yes, I am also sad when the stars are missing. But the missing stars were not caused by me. Brother can't just aim at me just because I love the stars."

"I have been hearing about my parents since I was a child, and I have always kept myself safe. I have been together for so long, is my eldest brother still so unable to tolerate me?"

Facing Wen Yu's emotional questioning, Wen Zheng didn't change his face, and his tone of voice was flat. "If you can't tolerate you, do you think you can still return to Wen's house now?"

Wen Yu's face suddenly turned pale, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowed down.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I was so excited just now that I said the wrong thing."

Wen Zheng did not respond, and the atmosphere in the car became more and more dull.

***

Lu Wenxing looked at Wei Ze helplessly, "You don't want to pounce like a bear every time."

Wei Ze grabbed Lu Wenxing's shoulder and complained of dissatisfaction. "Xingxing, you actually said that I am like a bear. I have lost weight recently!"

Lu Wenxing tore the person off his body and corrected his words. "The point is to'pounce', not a bear."

"Oh, I haven't seen you for too long. Don't you miss me?"

Lu Wenxing ignored him and turned to say goodbye to Wen Miao and Zhou Zitong, dragging the suitcase and taking Wei Ze to Dongxiang for food.

After the show was broadcast, Lu Wenxing couldn't take to the streets unscrupulously like before. Masks have become a must-have item. Now he has no agent or assistant, and often he has to be more considerate.

Because of the arrival of Wei Ze, Lu Wenxing stayed in City G for two more days before returning to City C together.

At night, Lu Wenxing suddenly remembered that he hadn't responded to [Love Sleeping].

He boarded the manuscript app and re-edited the refusal. The other party did not continue to request, and sent a few heartbroken emoticons. Lu Wenxing was a little bit dumbfounded, and finally refused all without being cruel.

He accepted one of the commissioned drafts, which was painted by Gu Yanshen.

Lu Wenxing felt too ashamed to drew himself, and it was a pajama picture, after all.

The new manuscript has been received here, and the previous manuscript should be finished sooner. The Chinese New Year is about to come. He has to finish it before going home.

The busy time passed very quickly. When Lu Wenxing was about to go to bed, he checked his phone and found a new WeChat account.

Lu Wenxing clicked to see it, and it was sent by Gu Yanshen.

【. 】Is it convenient for voice?

The time is one hour ago.

[ET] Teacher Gu, are you asleep?

The next second, the WeChat call came in.

Gu Yan's deep low voice came through the microphone, "Hey, Xingxing."

Lu Wenxing's hand holding the phone tightly, I don't know why, Gu Yanshen called him in such a serious tone, which made Lu Wenxing a little bit hot.

He cleared his throat and asked, "Ms. Gu is looking for me for something?"

"Yeah." Gu Yan replied and asked straightforwardly.

"Stars, do you want to film?"