I Really Am a Slag Shou!

When I arrived home, it was only eight o'clock in the evening. The warm scene before was like a flash in the pan. When everyone walked into the door, his face was restored to the indifference and calmness unique to the Wen family.

The warm sensation walks in the hearts of these people and changes their cognition and relationship subtly.

Chi Zhao returned to his room. He thought about how to deal with the little girl he met today. After thinking about it for a long time, he laughed first.

In fact, he doesn't need to think that Wen Lie will help him deal with everything well. Wen Lie is a smiling tiger, looking at kindness, in fact, the means is not worse than the previous Wen Xijun.

If nothing else, Wen Tie should be the main successor 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 Teng in the future.

Wen Yu is actually pretty good, but the suffocation on him is too heavy, he is suitable to be the boss of the underworld / road, 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 pondering for a while, Chi Zhao stood up and walked outside the room.

I do n’t want to, I do n’t want to, my children and grandchildren have their own grandchildren, especially these grandchildren are all smarter than him. It is up to them to think about such serious issues.

...

In the evening when he was not full at the Jiang family, Chi Zhao went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and glanced, and found that there was nothing to eat right away. He had to re-enter the old business and give himself a bowl of noodles.

When the noodles came out of the pot, looking at the noodles that had not progressed, Chi Zhao was also very puzzled.

How many worlds are there, why no matter where he goes, his cooking is as bad as ever? ?

...

Sitting at the table, Chi Zhao picked up a chopstick noodle, and just before putting it in his mouth, he heard a nice and soft voice behind him: "Father, can you divide me a bowl?"

Chi Zhao: "..."

The warm pot waited quietly, and soon, the second bowl of crude noodles came out of the pot. Put the noodle bowl in front of the warm pot, and Chi Zhao returned to his side. Eat in the room.

I don't know why, every time he saw Wen Ke's face, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to distance him from him very much.

When Chi Zhao was struggling with whether to leave in such a shameless way, the Wen Ke on the opposite side spoke again.

He gently chopped the bottom strip with chopsticks, then raised his head with a smile: "My father's recent changes have been so great that I can hardly recognize you."

Chi Zhao doesn't worry about being recognized, this world is not like the last world, and there is a spirit body that shows identity. His body is Wen Xijun, and his property is also Wen Xijun. As long as he bites himself, it is Wen Xijun, and no one can find evidence to veto him.

Therefore, Chi Zhao said calmly: "People will change."

Wen Ke looked at Chi Zhao's eyes and found that he could not see any clues, so he gave up and asked another question, "So my father can tell me, why don't you like me?"

Chi Zhao: "..."

Wen Xijun didn't seem to like you before!

After a few seconds of silence, Chi Zhao also looked up. He chose to tell the truth: "You are my child. I have never liked you."

The jug hold on.

After a pause, Chi Zhao went on to say, "As a father, all I have to do is to protect you, teach you, and lead you. I don't need to like you, nor do you need to like me."

The wrong expression gradually returned to peace, Wen Ke carefully tasted the taste of the words, and then he showed a smile that dumped sentient beings, "a cruel answer."

"What cruel," Chi Zhao lowered his head, he picked up the noodles casually, and after taking a bite, he continued to say, "You don't like me anyway."

In the plot, although Wen Ke is the closest to Wen Xijun, when he discovered that Wen Xijun's general trend had gone, he was also the fastest one. Wen Ke, how do you say? Sometimes I feel that he is very specific, and sometimes he feels very attentive. He seems to care about his brothers and sisters, but he can watch a metamorphosis openly and show a strong interest in tenderness Don't try to stop, but to say that he doesn't care about his family at all, and that he can pull out when Wen Yu is almost exposed and is about to die.

In summary, this is a mysterious man.

...

Even if nothing else is certain, Wen Ke doesn't like Wen Xijun. Chi Zhao is 100% sure.

This is not what he saw from the plot, but what he noticed in his relationship with Wen Ke.

Chi Zhao is sure that Wen Ke doesn't like himself, and even hates himself a little.

Maybe this is why Chi Zhao was uneasy when he saw him, because Wen Ke always showed a pair of people who liked Wen Xijun very much and obedient to his orders, which made him have a kind of cold-blooded animal Creepy.

The warm pot on the opposite side slowly converged, and after half a ring, he lowered his head and smiled lowly.

"That's because my father doesn't need my likes."

His words seemed to have a deeper meaning. Chi Zhao kept watching him calmly, but couldn't observe anything else. On the other side, Wen Ke stood up in a good mood. "Father rest early, I will I ’m back home, and thank my father for the hospitality tonight. If you can make a bowl of such noodles for Axi, Axi will surely kill you in the future. "

After saying this, Wen Ke left and Chi Zhao looked at the bowl of noodles on the opposite side, and his mood was very complicated.

He didn't even taste it. Isn't it really difficult to swallow the noodles he made!

...

Chi Zhao was very depressed. He even took his own appetite. He took a few sips, and then went back to his room. The noodle bowl stayed here quietly. Until tomorrow morning, the domestic servant would come and pack up. .

After half an hour, Wen Yu passed this kitchen and smelled the familiar taste. He stepped in and walked in.

Looking at the two noodle bowls and two pairs of tableware on the dining table, Wen Yu pursed his lips slightly.

Wen Xin came out of the gentle room and was thirsty. She also came to this kitchen. The small kitchen was usually just a spare room. Today, she was visited by many hosts.

It's just that every host here doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

Wen Xin stood behind Wen Yu. Two minutes later, she said softly, "Ayu, accompany me for a while to dance?"

Wen's front yard has a very beautiful central flower bed. The floor next to the flower bed is made of good marble. Every year, the Wen family will hold large and small parties. If there is a ball, the venue of the ball will be set up here.

The flower beds, fountains, and gorgeous and gentle lights, the dining area is staggered, and the dance area is dancing. No matter who is coming, you will feel that the beauty here is really pleasing to the extreme.

But today, there are no gorgeous lights or lively guests. There are only two people who are skilled in dancing in the soundtrack released by the mobile phone.

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 stands here, and the two of them jump around and around like silly hats.

Dance needs to be accompanied by music, otherwise it will become an awkward jumping **** in the eyes of others.

...

At the end of the third pass, Wen Xin couldn't take it anymore. She didn't have much energy, and dancing was just a kind of energy. She tiredly waved her hands. "No, no, let me rest."

Wen Yu felt strange, "Don't you have dance lessons every day?"

Why is it so fast?

Wen Xin also gave him a strange look, "Yeah, I have dance classes every day, but in every dance class, I also take a ten minute break and take a ten minute break."

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Xin's contact has always been a teacher or a warm, sometimes Wen Xijun is in a good mood and will dance with her for a while. This is the first time for Wen Yu. He didn't really know that his sister was so weak.

Wen Xin sat down. He stood more boring by himself. Sitting next to Wen Xin, Wen Yu asked, "How do you remember practicing, do you want to go to the prom again?"

The world between ladies is too complicated. A big party in three days and a small party in two days are frequent as if the group had nothing else to do except the party.

A gentle nod, "Yes, Mrs. Liang invited me to her club's anniversary party."

After talking, seeing Wen Yu's face did not respond, Wen Xin was silent for a moment, and then explained to him, "Mrs. Liang is the wife of the gambling giant Liang Wencheng. The clubs she set up are very famous internationally. The first appearance of the circle will rely on this anniversary party. "

As soon as she said this, Wen Yu understood, but he looked at Wen Xin, "Did you not appear when you were fifteen?"

At that time, Wen Xijun invited the world's best fashion designer and hair stylist, and directly packaged Wen Xin into a high-profile young lady who was higher than the princess. Wen Xin became famous in the battle and has since become a leader in the gold circle.

Wen Xin looked at Wen Yu with a kind of eyes looking at the old hat. "Of course, to keep my reputation, let the new girls to see what is your sister or your sister!"

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Xin seems to be born with a kind of motherly love glory. All younger than her, in her eyes are brothers and sisters. Even though she is talking about competing with them, Wen Yu can see that Wen Xin is just a joke. She doesn't have that kind of enthusiasm and doesn't like the ladies who like to compare and socialize.

Wen Yu smiled slightly. He lowered his head and looked at the shadow of the tree on the ground. Wen Xin sat on his left and looked from her. The most obvious was the smile on Wen Yu's face. It was his blindfolded doctor's eyes.

Wen Xin looked at him for a while, and after sighing in her heart, she said softly.

"Ayu."

Suddenly heard Wen Xin's call, Wen Yu's eyelashes fluttered, he turned his head and looked at Wen Xin silently.

Dancing is just a guise. Wen Xin actually had something to say to him. He knew it when he came out, and probably guessed what Wen Xin would say.

Wen Xin was really attentive, and he didn't hide it deliberately, so she saw it was normal.

Sure enough, Wen Xin looked up at him with a smile and a prayer, "Listen to my sister, stop doing things that will hurt you, okay?"

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