Little Terrified Bun

As soon as Wei He said this, he immediately shook people in place.

Zhao Wanwan's face changed from cloudy to sunny, her slender and delicately painted fingers covered her mouth with gorgeous Dancome, she gave a sweet smile, her voice was so charming, "You kid, where are you stupid and what are you doing? Thank you dad. ."

"Thank you Dad, I will definitely work hard." Wei Yuhui's eyes burst out with amazing light, and he was very happy: "In this way, Xiao Zhe and I can help each other out." His words were equivalent to telling Wei Zhe tactfully-- I didn't mean to grab the company with you.

As for the inner feelings? Who knows?

As for the entire Wei family, who does Wei Zhe hate most? That is undoubtedly Wei Yuhui.

When he was a child, the appearance of Wei Yuhui made his mother feel depressed. He is the proof that Wei He cheated on his lover. After growing up, Wei Yuhui seduced his younger brother and led him to betray him. It was like a pest everywhere, but he couldn't slap him to death.

Wei He's previous questioning was to send Wei Yuhui to his side so that he could train the other to become a right-handed man; Wei Zhe's refusal indicated that he and Wei Yuhui would never cooperate. Wei He finally chose to place people in the Wei family, which is equivalent to setting up a target and enemy for Wei Zhe.

Wei Yuhui doesn't understand the truth, let alone Zhao Wanwan. She was raised by Wei He at the age of 18. She has never worked. She only has the skills to please men. She knows when to laugh? When to cry? When is gentle? Let the man love her more.

Wei Zhe is now in the limelight, and Wei Yan and his family are backing them. People in City B dare not give face, and those who have invitations will naturally come with invitations. If there is no invitation, they will try their best to follow other people in. Hope Can be familiar with a group of big guys.

Zhao Wanwan appeared as Wei He's female companion tonight, with a graceful and noble smile, even if there are fine lines on her face, her charm is still not compromised.

Between coveting and changing cups, Wei Zhe was in a black high-definition suit. He was only eighteen years old, but he was mature like an old fox in a shopping mall. His speech and knowledge are all amazing, and he thinks of himself. Several children in the family, a group of people are also helpless.

It's so popular.

Wei Yuhui is actually pretty good, but with the luminous body Wei Zhe present, where can the people present see him?

As a child of the Wei family, Wei Rourou has a fair complexion and elegant temperament. Even if she is only an illegitimate daughter, she is still touted by many brothers of ordinary family background. They all want to make friends with the Wei family and pave the way for their future. Level road.

There were people coming and going. Wei Zhe and everyone present sat down on a secluded sofa after chatting for a while. His long and narrow phoenix eyes swept over the people present, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Seeing that he was young, these old fried dough sticks wanted to coax him to invest in a bunch of bad things. It was...

"Hello, can I sit here?" A light and sweet female voice sounded from the side.

Wei Zhe looked up and saw a girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a face like spring water and a curly complexion. A snow-white dress wrapped her protruding figure, with long black hair lying on her shoulders. , Pure and moving.

"You are free." Wei Zhe withdrew his gaze indifferently. The woman pointed to the position opposite him. It is her own business whether to sit or not.

"Hello, this is Song Wenhua." She introduced herself and said straightforwardly: "I wonder if Mr. Wei has a girlfriend now?"

Wei Zhe raised his brows. This woman was still going straight as she did in her previous life. In the last life, at his 25th birthday party, Song Wenhua took the initiative to find him, hoping to marry him in business, she helped her stabilize the Wei family, and he helped her get the Song family.

An ambitious, courageous and knowledgeable woman, Wei Zhe did not think about it for too long, so he agreed.

After all, he was not young at the time, and he always needed a female companion to attend the banquet. Instead of looking for someone outside, he might as well find a woman who was good in all aspects to settle down. But now... the man's cold eyebrows suddenly softened, and his dark and deep eyes carried a sweet and careful gentleness, "Sorry, I have someone I like."

"It's a pity." Song Wenhua said twice, holding the goblet with her white jade fingers, she took a sip of the champagne in the glass, with a teasing taste: "Your appearance is very in line with my aesthetics. , If we can be together, that would be great."

"You should say-the people present, the family background meets your requirements, only the ones I grow are most in line with your wishes." Wei Zhe did not hesitate to expose the woman's thoughts.

The woman chuckled, but her dark eyes were indifferent and indifferent, "Why are you so unfeeling? No romance anymore."

"Compared to romance, the Song family is what you want, isn't it?"

The woman fixedly looked at the man in front of her for a few seconds, and sighed abruptly, "If I can, I would really like to marry a smart man like you." She said regret, but there was no expression on her face. The black and white business card was pushed in front of Wei Zhe, "Make friends!"

Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows and passed his business card smoothly.

The Song family is in politics, and the elder of the family favors sons over daughters, and is dedicated to cultivating that unsatisfactory son. However, in the future, no one would have thought that it would be this seemingly soft woman who would hold up the entire Song family. Wei Zhe naturally doesn't mind having a good relationship with her.

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The night was dark, and after a noisy banquet, only the silence of the room was left.

Wei Zhe picked up the jacket at hand and put it on, his eyes scanned the excited expressions of Zhao Wanwan and Wei Yuhui, and he sneered in his heart. He said to Wei He: "I'm home."

Wei He drank some wine and was excited now. He waved his hand and said with a stern face: "It's all so late, you live here."

"No need." Wei Zhe shook his head with a firm attitude.

Even if Wei He didn't use his head, he understood why Wei Zhe wanted to return to that small apartment, not for Wei Jing? As long as he thinks of this child, he is like a throat, but the son he cares about most loves him very much.

Gee!

He turned his gaze and fell on Wei Yuhui on one side. Since he couldn't start from Wei Zhe's side, let him voluntarily stay away from Wei Zhe from Wei Jing's side... wouldn't it be better?

It was late at night when Wei Zhe returned to the apartment. He turned on the light in the living room, and the warm yellow light cast down, illuminating the silence of the room. His gaze was attracted by the two drawing boards next to the sofa. The drawing board was leaning against the edge of the sofa with the back facing Wei Zhe. He turned it over and saw the painting he had seen the last time appear in front of him.

This is Wei Jing's painting in an oil painting competition? Wei Zhe reached out and was about to turn the other piece over...

"Brother, you are back."

A young boy with delicate eyebrows, wearing light blue pajamas, holding a pillow, rubbed his eyes and looked at him.

Wei Zhe frowned, quickly went over to pick him up, and rubbed the bare feet, "Why don't you wear shoes, what if you catch a cold?"

"It's okay, just these few steps." Wei Jing shook his head, smiling softly and sweetly, "Hey! Brother, are you looking at this painting?" He narrowed his mouth and said with a little frustration: "Someone said I was before I don’t paint like me. Brother, you said that it’s not like me before. Is that not like?"

Wei Zhe understood the words that were very confusing.

"Want to understand?" Wei Zhe blinked, pointed to his cheek, and said shamelessly, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

At this moment, Wei Jing was held face to face by Wei Zhe. His round cat eyes glared at the young man, and in the sight of the other person's smile, he kissed him. After the kiss, I was rather embarrassed and turned into anger: Now you can tell me! If it's wrong! Humph~~"

The last two small tails, not to mention being too arrogant, made Wei Zhe's heart suddenly soft.

"Come on, eldest brother draws you to see." Wei Zhe is very strong. He hugged the child in one hand and entered the studio with the painting in the other. "Get me some black paint."

Wei Jing looked at the young man suspiciously, and couldn't believe him: "You want to paint?" He hesitated, and entangled: "Forget it!" He liked this painting very much, so he didn't give it to his eldest brother as a test product_ (:з」∠)_

Wei Zhe raised his brows, and said softly, but could not refute: "Be good, trust me."

Ok! Big brother has spoken like this, what else can he do? Of course forgive him. Wei Jing thought desperately, and handed the paint to Wei Zhe.

Because Wei Jing loves to paint, Wei Zhe also dabbles in this aspect. If it is to paint something else, he would not dare to do it, but if the person in the painting is Wei Jing? Who can be more like the Shen Yun he painted?

With a light stroke, a slight tick at the corner of the eye... The originally ‘stubborn’ child in the painting suddenly came alive, and the black eyes seemed to be shattered, pure and attractive.

Wei Jing blinked, then blinked, "Is this... me?"

"Yeah." Wei Zhe nodded.

"Nonsense, I have so... so..." He couldn't tell, he just felt that the person in the painting seemed more attractive than himself.

"My little idiot." The young man leaned over, and a light kiss fell on the young boy's hair, his voice was low and deep, and he petted and said: "You are more attractive than the person in the painting."

Wei Jing...Wei Jing blushed quietly.

It was late at this time, and Wei Jing wanted to see the painting again, but Wei Zhe forcefully sent him to the bedroom, told him to sleep, and threatened him, "Children will not grow taller if they don’t sleep. It will be a little dwarf..."

Height has always been Wei Jing's sore spot! Obviously everyone is twelve years old, but Xu Jiahui and Xiao Pangdun are taller than him...Ma Dan! I've been born again, can't the developmental period be earlier? Sad QAQ

Between the two of them, a white card fell out of Wei Zhe's coat pocket. Wei Jing picked it up and took a look at it. The name on it made him chill-Song Wenhua.

The fiancée of the eldest brother's last life.

It was like a big summer when a bucket of cold water was poured from the top of his head. Wei Jing woke up from the drunken atmosphere. He silently tucked his business card back into his elder brother's coat with a good smile, "Okay! I'm going to sleep. Brother, you should rest soon!"

He has to be a good boy obediently, otherwise... he will be abandoned by his eldest brother.

The author has something to say: Wei Zhe: Don't think too much, it doesn't exist.

Wei Jing: I don't believe it. QAQ

Wei Zhe: Oh! Come on, **** lifted up, and the voice hit a little...

Wei Jing: Brother Bastard (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Wei Zhe covered his beaten face: How about being a good boy? emmmm...