Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Wen Can's new residence is in a very new community with few owners living there, so it seems extremely empty and quiet at night.

Ye Kong was drawing under the lamp. It was not a comic draft, but a commercial draft by the online artist "Eleven". The sponsor was a die-hard fan of a little-known actor in the entertainment industry, and the content of the order was a certain role played by that actor.

Originally, Ye Kong had no intention of accepting this business order, but after discovering that the character was a man in a wheelchair, she changed her mind temporarily.

I spent some time watching the drama and getting to know the characters. Today is already in the final stages, so I was particularly focused. I stayed in the study for the entire afternoon. I even ignored Wen Can's reminders during dinner time and stared intently at the drawing board.

Wen Can stood outside the glass door, looking at the figure for a long time.

From the time the sun set to the time the street lights came on, she didn't even raise her head. She just reached out and turned on the desk lamp without even looking.

"She has been a special child since she was young. She doesn't like the toys that other children like. She doesn't even look at the swings and seesaws that other children fight over. She has no interest in anything. At that time, I was troubled by her indifference, until later I found that once she found something she was interested in, she would devote herself to it like crazy."

——Wen Can remembered what the old man said to him.

At that time, they were standing in front of the old wall of the orphanage covered with flowers. The old man stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the wall with his chin slightly raised.

"My son was still alive at that time. He loved Xiao Shiyi very much and was very happy about her talent. But I watched her painting day and night again and again. She was so focused on something at such a young age that she was obsessed with it. I was very worried."

He said: "That kind of behavior can only remind me of the four words 'extreme wisdom will lead to harm' - so when I knew that she couldn't have emotions like the average person due to the outside world, I once thought that this was a good thing, at least she wouldn't be easily hurt."

……

"Sir, sir?"

Wen Can came back to his senses when his aunt's careful voice came. He turned around and heard her ask him, "I'm about to get off work. I have to go back and make supper for my grandson. Do you think the food should be heated up or what? Do you want to eat it?"

Wen Can thought about it and said, "Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it later."

"Okay, the dessert is in the freezer, remember to let Miss Ye eat it."

"it is good."

Auntie left in a hurry and answered a phone call before leaving.

"Hey! I'll be back soon! Be quiet, grandma will make you some crayfish, don't let your mom know, it'll be back soon..."

The lively and joyful sound faded away, as if one could smell the hot aroma of crayfish and the noisy family in the aroma.

"You want some crawfish, too?"

The girl's cool and clear voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Wen Can turned around and met Ye Kong's eyes which were so close to him.

She had come out of the study room without anyone noticing, and the door had opened silently. Now she was leaning over and looking at him quietly, with some curiosity in her eyes.

"No, I was just daydreaming for a while." Wen Can skipped the topic and asked, "Have you finished painting?"

"Ah."

Ye Kong walked out of the door without taking off his wrist guards and finger guards. His white and slender knuckles were exposed from the black cloth, making them look even longer and more graceful.

She stretched lazily and pushed Wen Can towards the living room.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Did you even come to call me for dinner? Did I ignore you?"

She said, "I didn't mean it."

Her voice was light, yet revealing a hint of seriousness: "Don't call me next time. I don't want to give you a cold shoulder when I don't know."

"You really have no sense of the outside world when you paint?"

"Ah."

"But this will delay eating and sleeping."

"You won't die of hunger if you don't eat one meal."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Ye Kong realized it later: "Are you unhappy?"

"No." Wen Can laughed, "I'm just thinking about how to solve this problem."

Ye Kong rarely showed a conflicted expression. He slowly pushed the man into the living room before saying, "Next time you call me, try to be louder. If I see your face, I think you will come out to eat."

After a pause, she suddenly changed her tone: "No, if you kiss me next time, I will definitely put down my pen immediately."

Wen Can: ...

"You really like kissing."

"It's your lips and tongue that I like."

"..." Wen Can almost choked, and managed to maintain a nonchalant appearance, "The food is hot, you can eat it as soon as it's served on the table."

Ye Kong glanced towards the restaurant, and after a second of hesitation she said, "Can we order takeout here?"

Wen Can was surprised and asked, "Do you want to eat takeout?"

After knowing each other for such a long time, Wen Can had already discovered that Ye Kong was a person who hated waste very much.

“Eat crayfish.”

Ye Kong made the final decision, sat down on the sofa and started to open his phone to look for the food delivery app.

The window of the living room was open and there was quite a distance from the sofa area, so when the wind from outside the window reached here, there was only a slight cool breeze.

Ye Kong's hair was blown all over her face, and she didn't even try to brush it off. Wen Can didn't look at her at first, but after a while he suddenly leaned over and hooked the strands of hair on her face behind her ears.

His fingers were still moving back and forth on the screen, and when he felt the touch on his face, Ye Kong even raised his chin to make it easier for the man to move.

Until the few strands of hair flying on the face were all safely contained by the ears.

Wen Can was about to take his hand back, but the girl suddenly tilted her head and pressed her cheek against his slightly cool palm, rubbing it gently.

During the process, Ye Kong's eyes did not even move away from the phone.

Wen Can was startled, lowered his eyes to look at her, and then stopped moving.

"Do you want to drink?" Ye Kong picked and chose and finally found a store he liked. He quickly ordered two servings of crayfish and then a few cans of beer.

Just as she was about to place the order, she suddenly frowned: "They said we are too far away and not within the delivery range!"

"It's okay." Wen Can calmly took out his cell phone with his free hand and dialed a number. "Where is it?"

"Send me something."

"Crawfish, I'll send you the address later."

After a few words, he hung up the phone.

The secretary who was standing at the door of the bar, preparing to go in and relax, suddenly had a fallen face. He changed from a cheerful young man to a murderous office worker. The woman who had wanted to approach him because of his handsome appearance immediately backed off.

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"Secretary Fei?" Ye Kong asked.

"Ah."

"Come to think of it, I don't even know his full name. I only know his last name is Fei."

"Fermi."

"I know he is Fei Mi."

"…His name, the waste of money, the rice of rice."

Ye Kong: ...

"It is said that his mother changed his name because she thought he ate too much when he was a child."

Ye Kong blinked: "That's pretty damn interesting."

"The woman in the red-light district didn't know who the biological father of her child was, but she still complained while raising him. The reason he came to work for me was to buy his mother a sky-high-priced cemetery in a wealthy area."

"He said that it was a wish that his mother cursed out when she was alive."

The wind blew in quietly.

In the entire empty and quiet community, this is the only house that is lit with warm light.

In the light, Ye Kong tilted his head, put his face completely between the man's palm lines, and asked him without warning: "Where is your mother buried?"

"Can I go see her?"