I almost touched the moon

The next morning, Wen Song, sleepily, met Wen Yiheng at the airport. The moment she opened the car door and got in, Wen Song smelled the scent of Penhaligon's LUNA perfume. The cool citrus mixed with the scent of roses soothed her sleepy nerves.

She turned her head and saw Wen Yiheng with delicate makeup on. She was only wearing a beige silk vest, blue wide-leg jeans, and a white cashmere coat.

I threw my bag on the back seat, sat down in the passenger seat, raised the corners of my lips painted with milk tea-colored lipstick, and said to her with a smile: "Hi little Ilia, long time no see."

As soon as she got on the bus, she took off her coat and complained, "I'm freezing. Why is Hangzhou so cold?"

Wen Song yawned and said unhappily, "Mr. Wen, could you please wear more clothes? Isn't Zurich colder than Hangzhou?"

"Yes, but I just came back from a vacation in New Zealand." Wen Yiheng smiled and complained that the air in the underground parking lot was not fresh, and asked Wen Song to drive away quickly.

"Where are you going?" Wen Song asked. Wen Yiheng is a cunning man who has three burrows. In Hangzhou, besides the large flat where Wen Song lives, he has some other residences. She doesn't know where Wen Yiheng will live this time when he comes back.

Wen Yiheng said while smoking, "The one near Wulin Square. It's convenient to order takeout there."

"Aren't you going to Tahiti with Xuanyan and the others tomorrow? Why don't you stay with me or at your grandma's house? I'm too lazy to drive so far." Wen Song suggested.

Wen Yiheng said, "I wanted to live with you, but I was afraid that I might accidentally disturb your happiness."

After hearing what she said, Wen Song blushed and said, "He went home."

"Oh yea, I forgot. Then I'll stay with you. It doesn't matter. We'll go to Tahiti at two in the morning."

"OK." Wen Song nodded and said, "So early?"

Wen Yiheng yawned and said, "Baby, if I wasn't afraid that your grandma would cry and make a scene again, I wouldn't have come back, okay? New Zealand is so close to Tahiti, and I flew back and forth all the time. Is it fun to fly? If I leave in the early morning, your grandma won't force me to stay at her house."

"Then you can come back earlier." Wen Song said with some dissatisfaction, "Grandma called me many times and said she couldn't contact you. I said you were working overtime, so don't let it slip at night."

"I know, thank you." Wen Yiheng said with a smile, "Why did I come back so early? To quarrel with her? I was tired."

After arriving home, Wen Yiheng took off his coat and threw it aside, then threw his bag at the entrance. He walked barefoot to the sofa and lay down, directing Wen Song, "Order me a milk tea, Heytea's strawberry milk tea, less sugar and more cheese."

"Can you order it yourself?" Wen Song yawned again and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm going to sleep. I'm so sleepy to pick you up at the airport so early in the morning. Can't you ask the driver to pick you up?"

"Miss, it's New Year, I gave the driver a holiday." Wen Yiheng clicked his tongue twice, "You really know how to exploit people by making them work during the New Year holiday."

"Then you are exploiting me, right?" Wen Song asked back unhappily.

"Oh, how can you be so heartless, little girl?" Wen Yiheng pretended to be disappointed, "You are willing to go pick up Cheng Che, but you don't want to pick up your own mother?"

"Lawyer Wen." Wen Song sat down next to her and asked, "We have known each other for more than 20 years. Have you ever come to the airport to pick me up once?"

"I'm lazy, so can I call you mom from now on?" Wen Yiheng said to Wen Song coquettishly, "Hurry up and order me a cup of milk tea and Haidilao. I really want to eat Haidilao."

"Got it..." Wen Song silently took out his phone to help her order takeout. After ordering, he said, "Ok, I'll leave your phone number. I'm going to bed."

"Wait a minute, Ilia." Wen Yiheng stopped her, "There is one thing that I only found out yesterday after Xuanyan told me. She meant that she didn't want me to tell you. But I think that you are already an adult, and we have no right to hide things from you or make decisions for you when it comes to your interests, so I want to ask for your opinion."

So, she told Qiu Xuanyan about Cheng Che, and Qiu Xuanyan told Wen Song exactly the same thing.

"My idea is the same as yours. I must get what belongs to me. Since the Tang family has done everything possible, you don't need to worry about anything. Just do whatever you want. I believe in you, Lawyer Wen. But I'm afraid I can't provide you with any substantial help. I know nothing about commercial law."

Wen Song smiled and didn't take it to heart.

"Ok, now that I have your commission, I will do it with confidence. But after it's done, I need to charge a 10% legal service fee, is that okay?" Wen Yiheng said confidently.

"Mom! Am I your biological child?" Wen Song was so shocked after hearing Wen Yiheng's words that he couldn't help rolling his eyes and even called out "Mom", a name he rarely used.

Wen Yiheng nodded and said seriously, "Yes, so I gave you a 20% discount. For other inheritance dispute-related cases, I charge %. And your case is not a simple inheritance case. It also includes pany M&A (corporate mergers and acquisitions), bankruptcy and reorganization, debt settlement, ODI and FDI, and tax avoidance.

Do you know that for other companies, I charge 15%-25% for M&A alone? Miss, I am very conscientious to charge you 10%, and I also said that after the deal is done, I will not even take the deposit. "

"Yea of ​​course, it's so kind of you."

Although Wen Song felt that Wen Yiheng was a little unkind, he also knew that she had put in her energy and time just so that Wen Song could get her share of the property, and she should be compensated accordingly.

However, after calming down, she suddenly remembered that Wen Yiheng had told her that it was Cheng Che who told Qiu Xuanyan all this. She asked somewhat unhappily, "Did Cheng Che find Xuanyan and tell her about me and the Tang family?"

"Yeah." Wen Yiheng nodded and said, "Don't get me wrong, it was Tang Lingyuan who went to find Cheng Che first and told Cheng Che that you couldn't get any of Hua Sen's property. He felt something was wrong, so he told Xuan Yan."

"So what does this have to do with him?" Wen Song was a little annoyed and said very unhappily, "He is too nosy."

"Ilia." Wen Yiheng glanced at her and said, "Excuse me, you are a little bit ungrateful."

Wen Song sneered after hearing this, "What do you mean I don't know what's good for me? Tang Lingyuan went to find Cheng Che because he was crazy and had a problem with his brain. Cheng Che should have just kicked him out. He even sat down and chatted with him. I don't interfere in his affairs, so why should he interfere in my private affairs? Even if I can't get a share of the Tang family's property, what does it have to do with him?

He and I are just lovers now, I really don't understand why a relationship has to involve all sorts of unrelated people, such as aunts and uncles."

"He is doing this for your own good. Why do you always push away people who are good to you?" Although Wen Yiheng was also indifferent by nature, he still felt that Wen Song's words were too cold.

Wen Song said, "I know he is doing this for my own good, but I really don't like him interfering in my affairs like this. Besides, I don't want him to know about what's going on between me and the Tang family."

What she didn't say was that she wasn't angry at Cheng Che for intervening in all this. On the contrary, she was grateful for Cheng Che's concern for her. However, that was her most unbearable past, the scar she was most reluctant to face. She hoped that she would always be perfect in front of Cheng Che.

Just as she would not sing in front of Cheng Che, how could she allow her most hideous scar to be revealed in front of him.

"ok I know Ilia, I totally understand you."

Wen Yiheng walked up to Wen Song and stroked his head like he was stroking a kitten's fur. "This matter ends here. I will handle the rest. As for Cheng Che, he has also told Xuanyan that he will not interfere, and he will not doubt you or have any bad impression of you because of this. Don't mention it to him, okay? I don't want you to quarrel over this kind of thing."

"I know. I won't quarrel with him." Wen Song also calmed down and said to Wen Yiheng after a moment of silence, "But don't you think that Cheng Che sometimes really has no sense of boundaries?"

"Ilia, to be honest, I don't think he has no sense of boundaries, but I think being your boyfriend is really difficult."

Wen Yiheng glanced at Wen Song and couldn't help but curl his lips and spread his hands. He sighed softly with some helplessness and secretly complained for Cheng Che in his heart.