Rebirth: National Crown Prince

"Ze Xi! It's been a long time since we last saw you. You've grown a lot taller!"

"He's getting more and more handsome." Wanda Mao said with a sigh, seeming very pleased.

Wan Zexi just slightly raised his lips and smiled: "That's natural. The looks given by my parents are becoming more and more handsome. It can be said that without my parents, where did I come from?"

Looking at Wanda Mao, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, who had just returned from the company, a hint of ridicule flashed across his dark eyes.

Hearing this, Wanda Mao seemed to think of something, his face was embarrassed for a moment, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes, and then it disappeared in a flash.

"We'll talk about it later if we have anything to do. Let's eat now!" Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, Zhang Banggu appeared in time to ease the atmosphere.

A kind of confused silence filled the dining table. Wan Zexi ate his meal calmly and elegantly, while Wan He beside him looked gloomy and looked like he couldn't eat.

"He'er, tomorrow is your birthday, how do you want to spend it?" At this moment, Zhang Banggu suddenly spoke up.

Wan He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Yes, tomorrow is my birthday. Mom, I would have forgotten it even if you didn't tell me."

Wanda Mao followed with a smile and said, "I can even forget your birthday. Have a good time tomorrow. Ze Xi is back just in time. We can have a very happy birthday party tomorrow."

Just when the three of them were happily chatting about tomorrow's birthday party, Wan Zexi just stretched out his long white fingers to take out a few napkins from the napkin box and wiped his mouth gracefully.

She raised her eyes and said calmly: "I've finished eating, and I'm going to rest first." After saying that, she got out of her seat without waiting for their reaction, turned around and left.

"Hey, who are you showing that stinky face to? It makes me feel sick just looking at it. I even have no appetite to eat..."

Wan He's curses were vaguely heard from behind, and Wan Zexi just raised his eyebrows lightly, his face still lazy and unmoved.

"Miss Ling, I've brought you food, come out and eat!" Aunt Xue shouted while knocking on the door with a distressed look on her face.

"Miss Ling, Miss Ling, open the door! If you continue like this, you will starve."

"What's wrong?" came a lazy and magnetic voice.

Aunt Xue turned her head and saw a handsome young man with picturesque features. She saw the young man walking slowly towards here.

"Prince?!" Aunt Xue looked at those extremely familiar eyebrows and was a little stunned.

"Is it the Crown Prince?" Aunt Xue looked in disbelief.

Looking at the elegant Aunt Xue in front of him, Wan Zexi gently curled his lips and said, "Long time no see, Aunt Xue."

"Prince, it's great, you are really back!" Aunt Xue shouted with tears of joy, "Prince, you should have come back a long time ago. You are the true heir of the Wan family, the crown prince of the Wan family!"

Looking at Aunt Xue who was about to cry with surprise and excitement in front of her, Wan Zexi realized that there were still people in the Wan family who had been looking forward to her return, and a glimmer of warmth flowed through his cold heart involuntarily thinking about it.

"Well, I'm back."

Aunt Xue looked up and down at the young man with handsome features and noble temperament in front of her. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a few years later, the child who was still very immature back then would suddenly grow into the handsome and handsome person he is now.

"Prince, you and your father really look alike!" Especially those charming fox eyes seem to be the same, one is cold and the other is lazy!

But Wan Zexi just narrowed her dark eyes lightly, and she looked at the closed door of the room, "Who is in the room, and you want Aunt Xue to ask her to eat."

I saw Aunt Xue sighing with a worried look on her face: "The person in the room is Miss Wan Ling. Recently, she has become more and more closed to herself. She rarely comes out to serve food and often locks herself in the room."

Wan Zexi frowned, Wan Ling? Wanhe's sister? She guessed in her mind. But she never knew that Wanda Mao had two daughters. She only knew that the one named Wan Huimin married into the Qin family last year.

"Do you know the reason?"

Aunt Xue sighed leisurely, "I don't know, but this child became like this two years ago." As she said this, Aunt Xue seemed to be lost in memories, "You don't know, that day Wan Ling came home I was really injured when I was there, and my face was covered with blood, leaving deep scars on my face." As she spoke, the look of distress on Aunt Xue's face became more and more intense, After all, this child is considered her own, and she treats her like her own daughter.

"A few days ago I was able to go out and have a nice meal, but I don't know what happened. I don't know what happened today. I don't want to come out no matter how hard I scream."

"Aunt Xue, give me the rice in your hand." Wan Zexi said.

"Prince, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the boy didn't speak, Aunt Xue was confused, but she still handed over the food in her hand. She saw that the slender snow-white hands holding the bowl and chopsticks still showed a bit of elegance and dignity.

Wan Zexi lazily came to the door of the room, while Wan Ling, who was huddled under the quilt in the room, had a flash of confusion in his round black eyes. Did he go back? Thinking about it, Wan Ling slightly pursed his small mouth.

Suddenly, a sound of "Crack-" made Wan Ling, who was huddled in the quilt, couldn't help but tremble. What's going on? The door...the door was actually opened, and Wan Ling couldn't help but open his little mouth.

Not only Wan Ling was surprised, but Aunt Xue, who was standing outside the door and witnessed the whole process, also looked surprised and shocked.

The young man just fumbled with the lock with one hand, and it actually opened in just a few minutes.

Wan Ling's round eyes widened, and his face concealed by his hair showed disbelief.

The young man seemed to be walking lazily, as if he were walking in the light of thousands of feet, like a god from the ninth heaven, with a noble temperament.

Is this a fairy? Is it like the immortal she saw in the book? Or maybe the fairy in the dream really came out? Wan Ling was nervously guessing.

Wan Zexi glanced at Wan Ling on the bed, and it turned out to be her, the long-haired girl he met last night.

Thinking of it, Wan Zexi slowly moved to the bed, holding food in his hand with a lazy and indifferent look on his face.

Wan Ling looked at the boy who put the food on the table in confusion. She blinked her big, watery eyes and asked, "Are you a god?"

The soft and thin voice made Wan Zexi feel surprised.

Didn’t we meet yesterday? And why do you ask her if she is a fairy?

Somewhat strange, Wan Zexi looked carefully at Wan Ling lying on the bed, only to find that those very watery eyes were too clean, as clean as a newborn baby.

Wan Zexi frowned immediately. If she guessed correctly, Wan Ling was in a self-enclosed state at this time and looked neurotic on the outside.

Usually in this case, it is because of some huge stimulus that it becomes like this.

There was darkness in Wan Zexi's dark pupils. She looked seriously into Wan Ling's eyes and said, "Well, I am a god."

"Wow! You are really a god! Are you here to fulfill my wish?"

No matter how dull Aunt Xue was, she could tell that something was wrong with Wan Ling, who was looking cheerful at this moment. She wanted to speak, but when she saw Wan Zexi, who was smiling gently, she decided not to speak.

Wan Zexi raised the corners of his lips gently, "Well, I'm here to fulfill your wish, but if you want your wish to come true, you must eat well, you know?"

"I don't want to eat." Wan Ling pouted angrily.

"The gods will be angry if they don't eat!" Wan Zexi gently touched Wan Ling's hair, and she actually felt a bit of care for those clean and clear eyes.

"No, I don't want it, the gods will be angry." Wan Ling looked unhappy.

"Well, be good, Wan Ling, eat well and the gods will not be angry."

"Okay! I will eat well, but the gods won't be angry with me!"

"No, Wan Ling is so good, why would he be angry even if he eats on time?"