you better leave me alone

Wen Chen stepped to the office, not at all like his usual style of arriving 10 minutes early on time.

"Mr. Wen is early."

"Good morning, Mr. Wen."

"Ah."

The staff greeted him, and Wen Chen responded vaguely, with a bland and slightly sad expression, and headlong into the office with his coat in hand.

It made the employees outside the door tremble, and they all made miserable preparations for working overtime all night.

As soon as Zhang Xun came out of the tea room, he saw Chen walk into the office with a bad expression on his face. After thinking about it for a second, he decided to step forward to find out what was going on.

"Boom."

Just as he hung up his coat, there was a sound of a hard object colliding against the table. Wen Chen turned around and saw Zhang Xun sitting opposite him, with his coffee cup on the table.

"The condition is good, I thought you came in the afternoon."

Zhang Xun looked him up and down, but didn't see any traces of scratches where he was exposed outside.

There should be no need to make an appointment for rabies vaccination.

Wen Chen loosened his tie and sat back in the office chair, without raising his eyelids, he asked coldly, "What do you want me to do?"

"Isn't there enough light during the day? I couldn't see clearly last night." Zhang Xun smiled awkwardly, still a little uncertain, "You didn't get scratched, did you?"

Scratched?

In what state will you be scratched?

What insane thing had he done to get scratched?

Wen Chen froze for a moment, then brought the document from the corner of the table and casually opened it.

"How could I be scratched."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xun instantly felt at ease.

"That's not true, you are a dignified young master, you can make people cry when you are negotiating, and a few wild cats are nothing." Zhang Xun teased him in a high tone, "Even if a litter of old and young came to your door, it is not a big deal .”

Wen Chen gasped: "...what."

wildcat? ?

Zhang Xun paused, seeing his surprised expression, before reacting.

"Don't you forget what happened yesterday?"

Wen Chen didn't make a sound, waiting for Zhang Xun to continue.

——Even if he was thoroughly exposed, his face was still noble and glamorous.

"You don't remember who brought you home?" Zhang Xun said "tsk tsk", shook his head and leaned back, "The capitalists really don't have feelings."

Wen Chen: "..."

Wen Chen changed the subject: "Don't let me catch those bastards who exchanged my wine."

Zhang Xun tapped on the table, turning his attention back.

"To be honest, I was worried for my little classmate to the extent that you went crazy last night. I'm afraid his bones won't be able to stop you."

Wen Chen: "..."

Zhang Xun said: "I've known you for so many years, I never thought you would have such a wild side."

Wen Chen: "..."

Zhang Xun clapped his hands together and said firmly, "I'm so mad at you, I'll take you to the disco to see the world someday!"

Wen Chen: "..."

Seeing that the time was about the same, Zhang Xun left with his coffee cup again, and the moment he went out, his movements returned to incomparable elegance, and the intern looked at him with affection.

The door closed automatically in Wen Chen's eyes, and he repeatedly thought about the words left by Zhang Xun.

—He was crazy last night.

In the end, it was Lin Zewu who took him upstairs, and Lin Zewu's fractured left shoulder was still not healed. His stiff movements when he picked up his clothes this morning showed that his arm was uncomfortable.

"Almost" fight?I'm afraid there is already a fight, Wen Chen thought heartbrokenly.

I don't know what happened to Lin Zewu last night, why even his coat flew so far...

His fingertips unconsciously tapped on the table, and 2 minutes later, Wen Chen picked up his phone and walked to the window, and slammed it open.

The cold air from outside swept in from all directions, Wen Chen took a deep breath and made a call.

"beep--"

There were six or seven rings on the other end before it was connected, and it was instantly occupied by loud noises.

"elder brother?"

Lin Zewu looked at the screen again, and he was sure that it was Wen Chen who called. He gestured far away and walked to a quiet place.

"Is there a problem?"

Wen Chen slightly looked down at the busy traffic at the bottom of the building, opened his mouth, and decided to brew for a while.

So he changed the subject very naturally.

"you are outside?"

Lin Zewu was standing under the eaves, the rain was always splashing on his trouser legs one step away, and the store was shouting intermittently to receive orders, and the noise continued.

"I am working."

"Such a heavy rain?"

Lin Zewu stepped back half a step, looking at the rain and mist in the distance, his eyes were empty.

"Yeah, with such a heavy rain, there are too many people ordering takeout, and there are not enough people." He seemed to have thought of something, and he held his phone tightly and said, "Aren't you going to be able to come this afternoon?"

Wen Chen was silent.

Lin Zewu said: "If you can't come, I can ask others to help."

Wen Chen denied: "No."

Lin Zewu paused: "Then what do you want from me?"

Is it possible that the only thing I want to find you is home visits, can't I care about the physical and mental health of minors!

Fortunately, Wen Chen's mind is quick, and he can use the elements of the current scene with ease.

He blurted out: "I want a takeaway phone number for you."

The other end was silent for a few seconds, and asked uncertainly, "Want the one I'm giving you now?"

"Well, you will send the number later."

However, Wen Chen did not wait for the expected crisp answer.

Lin Zewu asked more: "You don't like fried chicken and barbecue?"

Wen Chen was taken aback: "Fried chicken?"

Lin Zewu looked at the sign above his head and confirmed that this was a fried chicken restaurant.

"I'm delivering food for a fried chicken shop."

Wen Chen: "...That's right, it's fried chicken. Today's company team building, please give me your phone number."

So Lin Zewu didn't think too much: "OK."

Both were quiet for a few seconds, Lin Zewu waited until he was about to hang up the phone, when Wen Chen suddenly spoke again.

"How's your left shoulder injury?"

Lin Zewu stroked his left shoulder: "It's okay. What do you want to ask, I have a list later."

"Zhang Xun told me what happened last night." With a low voice, Wen Chen took off his glasses and wiped them, leaning against the window sill and sighed, "I'll buy you a box of Yunnan Baiyao later, if you're seriously injured, take it with you You go to the hospital."

After taking the same person to the orthopedics department over and over again, the attending doctor might call 110 to arrest him.

Wen Chen was thinking about his health here, but Lin Zewu laughed on the other end of the phone, and his breath crept into Wen Chen's ear along the receiver.

"I'm really fine. Compared with the wound on my wrist, the spiritual blow you caused me as a girl was more serious." Lin Zewu's ending voice rose slightly, "Actually, I think I'm quite a man."

Wen Chen: "..."

Lin Zewu continued: "What I said is true. You were so drunk last night that you insisted on teasing the wild cat. After you got back, you didn't do anything except lock my wrist so that I wouldn't move. I really wasn't hurt. ,elder brother."

I'm really not hurt.

elder brother.

These six words went straight to Wen Chen's forehead.

Wen Chen was stunned for a while, and suddenly grasped a certain point.

He asked sharply: "What does it mean to regard you as a girl?"

The smile on the corner of Lin Zewu's mouth stopped, and he hesitated: "Did your colleague tell you about this?"

Wen Chen narrowed his eyes.

After a long while, Lin Zewu coughed a few times, and the voice suddenly spread far away, as if he was on the road, and he was really too busy to take care of it.

"I have a new order here, and the signal is not very good, so I will hang up first."

Wen Chen: "Wait—"

The next second, there were bursts of busy tone on the phone.

Wen Chen:?

Wen Chen felt that something was wrong, and this kind of wrongness about the unknown situation even surpassed "the doctor called 110 and took him away".

It seems to be closely related to his tall and ruthless image to the outside world.

2 minute later.

"Wen Chen?" Zhang Xun asked in surprise, "What are you doing calling in the office?"

Wen Chen said, "There is something I want you to tell me."