After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

In the more than four years since Wen Cheng left, Wen Yinuo and Wen Jian tacitly agreed not to show any worry or longing for Wen Cheng after half a year.

But Wen Yinuo and Wen Jian knew it better than anyone else, and they haven't let it go.

There has never been a day when they didn't think of Wen Cheng.

I think of it when school is over, when I have a parent-teacher conference, when I see the weekly flag-raising ceremony, and when I see the teachers at school...

I think of it when I wake my kids up in the morning, when I cook, and when I wait for them to come home at night...

In addition to thinking about it, Wen Jian, who was pretending to know Wen Cheng's current situation, felt more resentment and heartache in his heart.

More than ten years have passed since the complaints began, and Wen Cheng, the child, was thinking about their own good and said nothing. He even forgot the most basic thing she taught him, which was to go to his mother when he was wronged.

I feel sorry for Wen Cheng living abroad. Although his life is guaranteed to be safe, he will always suffer and be wronged.

But Wen Jian never told Wen Yinuo all this.

She saw it very clearly. Wen Yinuo had deep feelings for Wen Cheng. If she knew where Wen Cheng was, she would definitely use all means to follow him.

In the past few years, everyone knew where Wen Cheng was. Now that he has returned to Yanjing, Wen Jian certainly knows it too.

But she was still feeling angry.

The kid left cleanly and neatly, without leaving any punctuation mark, and we had no contact for several years.

Now that he has returned to China, if he wants to meet again, it must be Wen Cheng who takes the initiative!

But she didn't expect that Wen Cheng, who was still under persuasion, would appear in Wen Yinuo's school.

After sending Wen Yinuo home, Wen Jian was thinking about learning some psychology so that he could persuade Wen Cheng, the cowardly boy, to come and see them on his own initiative.

"Ah!"

Wen Jian sneezed loudly and rubbed his nose.

"What's going on in Yanjing... This shouldn't be the peak season for colds."

At the same time, Wen Yinuo was at the opening ceremony.

The young boy, who was drowsy just now, stared at the man on the podium with a tall and handsome figure, a hint of coldness between his brows, and calmly and dignifiedly explaining the reasons for the sponsorship. His eyes were red.

Wen Yinuo's emotions were too obvious, and even though the students around him were immersed in the excitement of the start of school, they were still attracted to him.

"...What's wrong with your eyes?" The girl sitting on Wen Yinuo's left poked the boy's arm, "Are you okay?"

"Or I can call 120 for an ambulance."

The eyes looked bloodshot, as if he had some disease.

Wen Yinuo suddenly pulled himself out of his emotions and came back to his senses.

"I'm fine." The boy's usual clear and smooth voice trembled. "I want to ask, who is the man speaking on the stage now?"

The girl's eyes lit up: "Hey! You finally asked the right person!"

Eating melons and gossiping is human nature, regardless of gender.

When the girl heard Wen Yinuo ask who the man on the stage was, she ignored the people around her, came over and started pouring out quietly.

"The one above is Fu Jincheng, the current head of the Fu family in Yanjing, and the person who actually holds power."

"...covering the sky with one hand?" Wen Yinuo was silent for a moment, "Do you think the law and the government are just for show?"

"It's just a metaphor." The girl waved her hands.

"That's about the same." Another male voice appeared.

The girl and Wen Yinuo looked up and realized that several people had gathered around them without them noticing.

Judging from the position, it was obvious that he had sneaked in from somewhere else.

"What do you mean by 'you can say that'?" Wen Yinuo continued to wonder.

Several rich kids looked at Wen Yinuo with surprise and astonishment, but they did not look down on him.

"Young man, you are really naive." The boy patted Wen Yinuo on the shoulder, "There are some things I dare not say, but you have to understand."

"This world is not the utopia you read about in books."

Wen Yinuo didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Could he say that he was well aware of this fact that he had to face, but was just surprised that his brother, whom he hadn't seen for several years, suddenly became so powerful?

A pair of innocent almond eyes reflected the shadows of several people.

Although Wen Yinuo is tall, he has a tender face and a well-behaved appearance.

After being stunned for a moment, several people who came over to gossip automatically responded that he was frightened.

The girl elbowed the boy and said, "Look at you. You scared me."

The boy didn't refute a word: "My fault, my fault."

"I won't say anything anymore. I'll shut up."

"Sister, keep gossiping."

Wen Yinuo looked at the group of boys and girls in front of him, thinking:

"Then how did you know about the Fu family?"

"Ahem, my family has a little money." The boy smiled shyly, "Actually, none of us came to this school on our own accord."

"My elders at home said that Mr. Fu donated money to this school, proving that there is something worth learning here, and they threw a bunch of us trash in here."

"That's right." Another one said, "I'm really tired of hearing my parents say things like 'When Mr. Fu was your age, he would have completely taken over the entire Fu family.'"

"That pervert Fu Jincheng is a huge mountain pressing down on all of us!" The girl was very angry, "He is just like other people's children."

Wen Yinuo sighed inwardly.

Unexpectedly, even though his brother moved to another place, he is still a psychological shadow for all his peers.

"That's getting off topic." The person who had been silent the whole time spoke up, "Keep gossiping about the Fu family."

"Let me tell you this. The guy on the podium who looks like a modest gentleman and gentle as jade has sent the entire Fu family, except for him and his cronies, to prison, to a mental hospital, or to a grave."

"Oh, yes. It is said that when he was first found, he wanted to burn down his family's ancestral hall. Later, he even dug up his ancestral graves."

Wen Yinuo: "Amazing."

Several people around: "???"

"You're a weirdo too." The girl sighed.

"In the end, just remember one thing, that humanoid pervert on the stage is really not a good person."

"If you offend him anywhere, you won't know how you will die."

Wen Yinuo agreed on the surface, but he disagreed in his heart.

He didn't believe in any subjective evaluation other than the objective facts.

Amid the chatter and gossip, Wen Yinuo waited until Fu Jincheng finished speaking.

Seeing him walking down from the podium, Wen Yinuo kept apologizing to everyone along the way, and then made up an excuse to the instructor that he was not feeling well and left first.

As soon as he left, he immediately reviewed the map in his mind and ran towards the road that Fu Jincheng would take after leaving the podium.

The boy was so impatient that he didn't even notice someone following him.

I ran with all my strength, panting, to the road that I had to take. Fu Jincheng's figure was already ahead.

It won't be long before we're on the main road.

"Wen Cheng!" Wen Yinuo stopped to catch his breath and shouted at the person in front of him, "Stop right there!"

His thoughts stopped reflexively when he saw Wen Yinuo and Fu Jincheng in a trance and was shouted at.

In just a few seconds of pause, Wen Yinuo had already run in front of Fu Jincheng.

Looking at that familiar face, Wen Yinuo's face showed more anger than joy.

The young man didn't say a word and slapped Fu Jincheng in the face.