The max-level host dominates the world with a weak system

It was getting dark outside, and the street lights came on one after another.

There is a bustling flow of people, the lights on the tall buildings are like daylight, and the light and shadow intertwine, forming a dream-like picture of fireworks in the world.

When the ambulance came, Wen Xichen sent two brothers to go with the unconscious boy.

This move is to avoid future trouble.

After seeing the boys off, Wen Xichen had another dinner with them in the restaurant before driving home.

Opening the door of the villa, Mr. Wen had already gone to bed, and only the servants were still doing housework.

"Master, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, you don't have to worry about me."

After Wen Xichen changed her shoes, she went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is Wen Xichen's territory. Unless he wants to, no one dares to go up and disturb him.

Mr. Wen is in poor health, so he rarely takes the stairs to the second floor.

a week later.

"Knock Knock Knock!"

"Master, Miss Xu has been waiting in the living room for a long time."

This familiar opening statement made the half-asleep Wen Xichen frown. He sat up irritably, his hair messy and his face full of anger.

What is going on with Xu Wanwan? ? ?

I come here to check in at a fixed time every morning, especially in the past few days, I have been strangely attentive.

The maid at the door heard the movement in the room, then turned around and left to report to Mr. Wen.

"Master, the young master is already awake."

Mr. Wen nodded slightly, glanced at Xu Wanwan opposite him without any trace, and then looked away calmly.

After knowing that Wen Xichen didn't like Xu Wanwan, Mr. Wen intentionally or unintentionally spread rumors that he wanted to help Wen Xichen change his fiancée. Unexpectedly, she was so impatient that she came here every day to brush her face.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Mr. Wen rolled his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said kindly: "I heard that the lilies in the backyard are blooming. Butler Xu, please take me for a walk."

I must be sitting here, which affects the performance of my grandson.

"Okay, sir."

Butler Xu is a middle-aged man. His temperament is very similar to that of Mr. Wen. They are both steady and shrewd.

After Mr. Wen left with the support of Butler Xu, Wen Xichen happened to go downstairs.

Hearing the footsteps next to his ears, Xu Wanwan lowered his head, raised his heart, and clenched his fingers.

Remembering her father's instructions, she reluctantly stood up to greet Wen Xichen after a long period of mental construction.

Wen Xichen wore a red short-sleeved shirt and black shorts today.

His skin is cold white, the lines of his forearms exposed to the air are smooth, the exposed calf muscles are lean, and the contours of his side face are tense due to irritability, and his whole person exudes an aloofness that prevents strangers from getting close to him.

Wen Xichen is good-looking, but his personality is very childish, like a child who has not grown up.

Xu Wanwan, on the other hand, likes mature and steady men.

Every time Xu Wanwan saw Wen Xichen, she would feel uncomfortable for no reason, but she had to move closer to him, trying to show that she liked him.

"Wen Xichen."

Xu Wanwan shouted softly.

Wen Xichen did not answer because he had not slept well and was very angry when he got up. If Xu Wanwan asked another question, he was afraid that he would attack her.

Seeing Wen Xichen walking towards the kitchen unhurriedly, Xu Wanwan frowned slightly, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if something was about to slip away from his hands.

But this uneasiness lasted only a few seconds before being replaced by anger.

Xu Wanwan stared at the boy's back.

"Wen Xichen!"