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"Master, here we are."

Cen Yao heard the voice and opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was sitting in a black car, and the car slowly stopped in front of a luxury villa.

The bodyguard opened the car door, and a middle-aged couple came out of the villa quickly.

Ten minutes ago, he had just finished his last mission, and under the arrangement of the system, he came to this world for vacation.

Cen Yao raised his head, looked at the couple, and at the same time, memories about this world flooded into his mind.

In this world, he is also named Cen Yao, the only son of the Cen family, who has just returned to China with an MBA degree.

But the protagonist of this world is not him.

The protagonist of this world is Cheng Shuwen, the youngest son of the Cheng family.When he was 25 years old, he married Wang Weichu, the son of the Wang family.

Afterwards, the two separated and reunited, abusing their bodies and minds, and finally Cheng Shuwen, who was in charge of the Cheng family, had sex with a foreign beauty.

Wang Weichu died in the Cheng family's struggle.

Wang Weichu...

This name rolled back and forth on the tip of Cen Yao's tongue.

That's who he was looking for.

The person who left the deepest impression on him when he was doing his first mission.

"Yaoyao, are you tired all the way?"

"Just now, Uncle Wen called our house several times, saying that your mobile phone is not available... He said that he wanted to invite you over for dinner. You should go there too. You don't know that Shuwen is married..."

Cen's father and Cen's mother asked the servants to take the luggage from his hands, and then began to chatter.

The Cen family and the Cheng family have known each other since their ancestors, and Cheng Shuwen was raised by the Cen family for two years when he was a child.

The Cen family's parents were naturally familiar with him and even close to him, just like their own nephew.

Cen Yao responded coldly: "Yes."

Cen's father and Cen's mother didn't find it strange either, after all, Cen Yao had always been arrogant, and he was not very close to his parents.

After entering the door, Cen Yao asked the maid to bring the phone.

"Hey."

The man on the other end suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Cen Yao, are you home? I and my parents are ready to welcome you. We are at home and have a family dinner."

"When?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow evening, how about 06:30? You must be very tired when you come back, so take a good rest first."

"Okay." Cen Yao replied.

If the other party doesn't come to invite him, he will take the initiative to visit Cheng's house.

Cheng Shuwen is 27 this year, and he is not far away from his [-]th birthday. He usually looks calm in front of people.But at this moment, he was holding the phone, with a look of surprise visible to the naked eye on his face.

Wang Weichu stared blankly at his smiling face.

He rarely saw Cheng Shuwen's joy from the heart.

Cheng Shuwen turned sideways, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, he frowned and said, "Why did you come in without knocking?"

Wang Weichu got used to his attitude early on, so he only said in a low voice: "I knocked several times, you were busy last night, I was worried that you had something to do, so I opened the door and came in."

He said, and passed the small plate forward in his hand: "Mom asked me to give it to you."

Cheng Shuwen said lightly: "What can I do."

He casually pointed to the coffee table: "Put it there."

Wang Weichu nodded, walked over and put it away.

He wanted to say something more, but he kept his mouth shut because Cheng Shuwen never allowed him to ask about these matters.

He is not qualified to inquire into Cheng Shuwen's privacy.

Wang Weichu turned around and prepared to go out.

"Wait." Cheng Shuwen stopped him for the first time.

Wang Weichu paused.

Cheng Shuwen came to his side, looked him up and down, and said a little unhappy: "You have been at Cheng's house for more than a year, why... Forget it."

He walked quickly to the desk, opened the cabinet, took out the secondary card, and handed it to Wang Weichu: "Go and buy two more clothes.... You have a friend named Jin Yao, right? Let him go with you."

Wang Weichu pinched the card and was startled.

Cheng Shuwen rarely cared about him.

Cheng Shuwen is different from him.

He lived in a remote mountain village since he was a child, and his mother died very early.His father, who was said to have been missing for many years, suddenly found him and took him to the Wang family. Before he could adapt, he married him to the Cheng family as a husband and wife.

He had just stumbled through high school.

And what about Cheng Shuwen?

The youngest son of a wealthy family received elite education since he was a child, and was raised to be handsome and personable. He became the general manager of Xinyang Real Estate at a young age.

Cheng Shuwen is very polite, and Wang Weichu knew that even if Cheng Shuwen didn't like him, he wouldn't comment on his temperament or meddle in his attire.

But today...?

Seeing Wang Weichu still standing there, he was dumbfounded.

Cheng Shuwen frowned and said, "Tomorrow there will be a distinguished guest at home."

At this time, a maid knocked on the door, and the maid whispered outside the door: "Third Young Master, Young Master Feng is here, just downstairs..."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Cheng Shuwen reached out and opened the door.

"Brother Cheng, I'm here to see you!"

After the words fell, a young man stepped in.

The Armani suit was worn loosely on him, and he looked like an out-of-the-ordinary rich man.

He was smiling at first, but after seeing Wang Weichu, the smile in his eyes immediately dissipated, and even revealed a bit of contempt.

Wang Weichu has long been used to it.

The first time Cheng Shuwen took him to dinner with his friends, Wang Weichu made a joke because he didn't know how to eat the Ise lobster dish on the table.

After that, Cheng Shuwen's friends looked down on him somewhat, thinking that he was not good enough for Cheng Shuwen.

In fact, sometimes Wang Weichu also felt the same way.

He felt that no matter his name or life experience, he was like a cannon fodder passerby in literary works.

Only Cheng Shuwen is the only variable.

"I heard that Cen Yao is back, have you contacted him? I can't get through to him..." This Young Master Feng turned his head and smiled again.

Cheng Shuwen's complexion also softened a lot: "Well, I just got in touch and said that I will come to my house for dinner tomorrow."

"Haha, I knew it. He will definitely answer your call. Okay, let's not join in the fun tomorrow... the day after tomorrow? Let's get together again the day after tomorrow."

Their dialogue is familiar, with joy.

But the joy could not flow into Wang Weichu's heart.

Wang Weichu only felt numbness in his hands and feet, and his whole body was numb.

Cen Yao.

He has heard this name before, and he has heard it countless times.

"Young Master Cen is so pretty, tsk, it's similar to the snow lotus on the mountain that day, you understand? It's beautiful, but unattainable."

"Young Master Cen's family used to be an old overseas Chinese. They were rich, with a history, old-fashioned, and noble... In the past, they were a benchmark in the capital!"

"Young Master Cen is the only child in the family. He has been excellent in character and learning since he was a child. When he was in junior high school, I don't know how many little girls had a crush on him..."

……

These words came out of many people's mouths.

In the end they all said: "How dare Cheng Shuwen like him? Isn't this clearly hopeless?"

Cen Yao is the white moonlight in Cheng Shuwen's heart, he admires but cannot ask for it.Almost the whole city knows it.

Wang Weichu also found out later.

He even knew from them that he was not even one percent as good as that Bai Yueguang.

So... the honored guest that Cheng Shuwen mentioned refers to him?

Wang Weichu walked out silently, and when he reached the corridor, he raised his hand and pressed his chest, suppressing the panic.

Feng Shao's voice came from behind: "Oh, if Cen Yao's grandfather hadn't known about your liking for Cen Yao, you wouldn't have had to marry such a person to go home to avoid suspicion..."

"All right."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, let's talk about the land in the south of the city..."

"Ah."

Cheng Shuwen closed the door.

Their voices gradually became indistinct.

Wang Weichu raised his hand and pressed his cheek.

He thought he was going to cry, but no.His expression was tense, without any tears.

When he first arrived at Cheng's house, he would cry because of other people's difficulties, but now he doesn't anymore.

Wang Weichu clutched the card and walked out.

At least... At least at times like this, Cheng Shuwen will still defend him.

Maybe he doesn't love him, but they have a marriage certificate.

According to what Cheng Shuwen said, Wang Weichu called his friend Jin Yao to go shopping for clothes together.

Jin Yao is an unremarkable little model.

Why did Wang Weichu know him?That was when Youtian and Cheng Shuwen came out of the clubhouse after seeing their friends, and happened to see Jin Yao being pushed in the car to strip his clothes.

Where did Wang Weichu see such a battle?

He suddenly thought of himself who was bullied and ridiculed at the Cheng family banquet and was powerless to resist.

So Wang Weichu begged Cheng Shuwen to save Jin Yao.

Cheng Shuwen agreed to his request.This also led to Wang Weichu thinking that Cheng Shuwen was very kind to him for a long time.

After that, Wang Weichu and Jin Yao became friends.

"Try this one?" Jin Yao turned around and said.

Wang Weichu held down his thoughts, nodded and accepted it.

Jin Yao leaned against the door and smiled: "Mr. Cheng is really generous to you... It's a pity that I don't have a good father, and no one looks up to me. Otherwise, I would be willing to be a man's wife."

"..."

Jin Yao has a slender figure, his hair is permed golden, and his face is only the size of a palm.

Many men will like this look.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you yet. Why did Mr. Cheng suddenly give you the card to buy clothes? You seemed to say before that Mr. Cheng doesn't care about these things."

Only then did Wang Weichu say: "... Cen Yao is going to visit our house."

"Cen Yao? That Cen Yao!" Jin Yao stood up straight in shock.

Jin Yao said, "Then you should buy more expensive ones."

Jin Yao brought many clothes that he had never worn before.

Enduring the embarrassment, Wang Weichu tried one by one, and finally packed several pieces, spending a total of more than 6 yuan.When Wang Weichu looked at the swiping card, he still felt a little pain in his flesh.

"How much is this? Huh." Jin Yao said, "When I see Cen Yao, be fierce! Let him know who is always a couple with Cheng now!"

Wang Weichu nodded.

In a blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day.

Wang Weichu changed his clothes and went out.

Cheng's mother immediately lowered her face: "What does it look like?"

Cheng Shuwen looked back and was also startled.

A bright silver shirt, paired with black trousers, is particularly strange on Wang Weichu's body. ...seemed too immodest.It's even a little... coquettish.

Cheng Shuwen couldn't help but frowned, and was about to speak.

The housekeeper walked in, and said with a happy face, "Young Master Cen is here."

Wang Weichu felt cramped for a moment, his heart was beating fast, his limbs were tense, as if he was about to faint in the next moment.

Cheng Mu and Cheng Shuwen didn't say anything anymore, they walked out the door in unison to welcome them.

Together with Cheng's father, Cheng's eldest brother, and Cheng's second sister who seldom go home.

... Cen Yao is really a "guest".

Wang Weichu followed to the door and looked up.

A young man got out of the black car.

He is 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black suit and wearing an emerald brooch, which looks dazzling and expensive.

Wang Weichu was stunned unconsciously.

The man is indeed good-looking, so Wang Weichu couldn't find the right words to describe him.

He has a handsome face, but his eyes are indifferent. He looks extremely ascetic, and he doesn't look gay at all.It's normal for him not to like Cheng Shuwen.

"It's finally time for you." Cheng Shuwen had a smile on his face.

Others also greeted him warmly.

But he has always been indifferent, and the others seem to be accustomed to it, and their enthusiasm remains undiminished.

Wang Weichu took other people's reactions into his eyes from the corner of his eye, and then turned his eyes away.

...the man was looking at him.

Cen Yao was looking at him!

Cen Yao is looking at Wang Weichu.

He is only 23 years old, and he still has a youthful air between a teenager and a youth.The facial features are correct, and the eyebrows and eyes are delicate.It's just that the hairstyle is a little silly, and the expression is also wooden.

Cen Yao's eyes fell slightly.

He was wearing a shiny silver shirt and black trousers today.The former is dazzling, but the latter is dull.Together, it seems that the erotic desire is about to break free from the shackles, bringing out a little secret style that he probably didn't even realize.

Cen Yao's throat moved.

Wang Weichu's limbs became more numb.

The man in front of him really looked too good, like the top of a mountain.

Wang Weichu was afraid of him.

"What are you doing standing there? Yaoyao, come in quickly." Mother Cheng greeted them to enter the restaurant and sit down.

Cheng's father took the central seat.

On the right are Cheng Mu, Wang Weichu, and Miss Cheng.

On the left are Cen Yao and Cheng Shuwen. Brother Cheng, who always sits in the front, is at the bottom today.

The maids brought the dishes to the table one by one.

Wang Weichu looked at the table full of dishes, but felt restless.

What is this?

Wang Weichu thought in a daze.

The whole Cheng family warmly entertained Bai Yueguang, who was in his husband's heart.

He was the one who seemed redundant.

Especially his outfit today, probably in their eyes, is even more unworthy...

"Yaoyao try this dish, I remember you loved it when you were young." Mother Cheng said with a smile.

Cheng Shuwen immediately said, "I'll hold it for you. Use serving chopsticks."

Wang Weichu never heard Cen Yao respond.

But this did not dispel Cheng Shuwen's enthusiasm, the voices of Cheng's family crowded the table.

It was completely different from when he was in front of Wang Weichu.

Everything was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wang Weichu's chest heavily.

Wang Weichu wanted to find a hole to drill down.

At this moment, Wang Weichu's trouser legs climbed up.

A little itchy.

The bitterness in Wang Weichu's heart was instantly suppressed.

He clenched his chopsticks tightly.

Is it an illusion?

The itching quickly became worse.

Wang Weichu's heart was pounding, and he knocked off the napkin.

The others didn't notice him, so no one scolded him for being unruly.

Wang Weichu pursed his lips, bent down and lowered his head to pick it up.

Wearing black suit pants, with slender and straight legs, hooked him.

Wang Weichu clenched the napkin tightly and straightened up suddenly.

Only then did Cheng Shuwen notice his movements, so he frowned and reprimanded in a low voice: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wang Weichu's throat was dry, his limbs were tense, and he couldn't speak a word.

He unconsciously looked at Cen Yao again.

Cheng Shuwen said to Cen Yao with a positive expression, "I forgot to introduce you just now... This is Wang Weichu, I... my wife."

Cen Yao's face was still indifferent, and he looked extremely abstinent.

But this noble, elegant, indifferent and unapproachable Bai Yueguang hooked his leg under the table...

Bai Yueguang stared at him, finally opened his mouth, and he called out: "Wang...Wei...Chu." He read each word slowly, as if holding his ordinary and ordinary name on the tip of his tongue.

Wang Weichu's mind exploded.