The domineering president meets her

Seeing Su Yin speechless, Wen Cui smiled again: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It's because you are so cute!"

"It's okay for my brother to suffer a little. He has been living a life of being the center of attention since he was a child. He has never experienced the feeling of being rejected in any matter or any occasion. Your rejection is just a new experience in his life."

These words do sound like the speaking style of Wen Cui, who is against love and marriage.

How could the two of them, who have been dating for many years, have a conflict over this matter?

When delicious food is in front of you, everything else is just a passing cloud.

The chef prepared the food carefully, and the two of them savored the deliciousness without saying a word.

After eating and drinking, the two walked out of the hotel; the late autumn night with heavy dew still made people feel chilly.

"I'll take you home." Wen Cui drove the car skillfully towards where she lived.

"it is good."

The car slid smoothly to a stop next to the flower belt on the roadside.

"Be careful. I have a case to close at the Chamber of Commerce next week, so I may not have time to accompany you. I'll tell my brother and ask him to arrange for the project manager to look after you."

Su Yin frowned: "What do you mean by look at me?"

"Don't you know what you look like?"

"I'll just take it as your compliment."

"You're so conceited. I'm going back." Wen Cui waved to her casually.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Su Yin also waved gently and turned into the corridor.

……

An hour later, after parking the car, Wen Cui happily walked into the living room and shouted, "Dad, Mom, I'm back." Just as she was wondering why her parents were not at home, she heard a "clang" from upstairs, the sound of porcelain being broken.

I quickly threw the shiny crystal bag on the sofa, put on my slippers, stepped onto the redwood stairs, and went upstairs with doubts. Following the voices, I came to the door of the study. Before I could stand still, porcelain pieces flew around my feet. And my brother's angry voice said, "Get out, all of you, get out, leave me alone for a while."

"Wenheng, Mom is doing this for your own good. Don't drink so much, okay?"

"Mom, I feel very upset if I don't drink!" Wen Heng said in a hoarse voice.

"There are tens of thousands of girls in the world, do you have to choose one who doesn't like you?" Wen Shifeng looked at his son, who had always been self-disciplined and outstanding, and saw how he had become like a fool in terms of emotions. However, he still suppressed his anger and tried to persuade him kindly.

"Don't worry about it. Don't worry about me, just go out." As he said that, he staggered to the ebony low coffee table, picked up the bottle of wine on the table, and drank it.

When Wen's mother saw this, she became really anxious and reached out to grab the drink: "Son, you really can't drink anymore. Drinking too much is harmful to your health."

"Don't bother me like that, just get out of here." Wen Heng roared with his head down.

Father Wen was angry, and he reached out to hit the bottle. The bottle fell to the carpet, and the golden wine instantly poured out: "You useless guy."

"Which girl is the one that worries you so much? Just tell me. No matter what her family conditions are like, as long as you like her, your father and I will agree." Seeing her son being tortured like this, Wen's mother had tears in her eyes.

Wen Cui looked at her mother crying anxiously, and her father sighed beside her. She thought that she had been busy handling cases abroad recently and had no time to ask about family matters. She only learned about Su Yin being bullied by that bastard Manager Mo and her brother being rejected tonight.

The house is a mess.

Alas, this kind of emotional injury needs to be numbed by alcohol to relieve the pain. It's normal.

but……

Wen Cui raised her hand to look at the watch. It was already past ten o'clock. Could it be that her brother had been drinking all night?

"Dad, Mom, you go and rest, let me do it."

"Our daughter is back." The parents looked at her in surprise.

"I just arrived. Dad, Mom, you go and rest, let me take it." Wen Cui repeated firmly.

Wen's mother looked at her daughter worriedly. Her daughter had a carefree personality. Could she persuade her brother?

The well-mannered father Wen didn't say anything more. He patted Wen Cui on the shoulder and said, "Daughter, try to persuade your brother."

After persuading her parents to go back and rest, Wen Cui sat quietly next to her brother. Feeling someone next to her, Wen Heng started to get angry again: "Let's go, I told you guys not to care about me anymore!" He reached out and pushed the person next to him.

"Brother!" Seeing her brother, who had loved her since childhood, now looking so decadent with untidy beard and reeking of alcohol was really heartbreaking. Wen Cui's eyes became wet unconsciously.

Adjusting my mood, I took a deep breath and spoke in a gentle tone: "Brother, I am Wen Cui!"

"Ah? Sister." Wen Heng shook his drunken head and looked at Wen Cui with blurry eyes: "When will you come back so I can pick you up!"

"Brother, come on. How can I trust you to pick me up when you're in this state? But if you drive under the influence, we might both end up in jail." Wen Cui teased him.

"Look, I'm really useless. I'm hated everywhere I go."

Seeing Wen Heng sitting there with his shirt wrinkled, his tie half untied and hanging around his neck, his beard untied, his eye sockets sunken, he looked like he had been decadent for who knows how long. "How could that be, you are my dearest and most beloved brother." Wen Cui was afraid that she would touch his sore spot again, so she quickly grabbed his arm and said coquettishly.

Wen Cui wondered in her heart how to talk to her brother more appropriately.

Looking at his silent sister, Wen Heng smiled gently: "Sister, you haven't adjusted to the time difference yet, right? I guess you are tired too. Go to bed early, I will welcome you tomorrow."

"Brother, do you want to see Su Yin?" Wen Cui stared at her brother and said this deliberately, just to confirm the extent of her brother's feelings for Su Yin.

"Ah, Su Yin." Wen Heng's drunken mind immediately cleared up when he heard the name: "You mean, Su Yin?"

"um, yes."

"Do you have a solution?" Wen Heng asked slowly, and when he finally reacted, he shook his head again and again: "Oh, no! She won't see me.

She said that she has always regarded me as a brother and never thought of it as a relationship between a man and a woman, so I shouldn’t waste my time on her anymore.

There is no need, let’s not meet again.”

Wen Heng finished speaking incoherently, lowering his head in pain, his bony fingers deeply buried in the thick black hair. "I sent her flowers and gifts, and I went to her downstairs to have dinner many times, but she didn't want to see me. After that, she didn't answer the phone calls, and even anything related to me, she refused everything."

"Don't talk about these useless things. Just tell me whether you want to see her or not." Wen Cui looked at her brother and knew in her heart that her brother's devotion to Su Yin was a one-sided feeling.

The rule of the game of love is that whoever gives first is destined to suffer more.

"I want to see you." Wen Heng said firmly.