my little sir

Yes, Mr. Xiao has always been a giving type. In places where he can't see, how much has he silently shouldered and how much effort has he put in?

Wen Qiling's heart was a little touched, and she looked at Fang Yimin with tender eyes.

"You...why are you looking at me like this? Am I wrong?"

"You're right." Wen Qiling raised the corner of her mouth, suddenly took Fang Yimin's hand and pressed it to her chest, approaching Fang Yimin's ear, and said softly, "And you also said before..."

Wen Qiling intentionally spoke halfway, Fang Yimin's ears went numb.He swallowed, pretended to be calm and asked, "Say, say, say what?"

"You said before that I have a good figure."

Fang Yimin swished his hand back, moved a long distance away, and cursed angrily: "I've told you so much, but you remember this one, don't you?"

Fang Yimin helped Aunt Chen cook the dinner together, not because he was "virtuous", but because he didn't want to get along with the two father and son.

Fang Yimin found that the two father and son were really good. The news was on the TV screen, one was reading a book, and the other was reading news on his mobile phone. The two were silent and had no communication at all.

Fang Yimin couldn't help but want to turn off the TV due to the beautiful quality of years of hard work and simplicity.Then he actually went off.

As soon as the living room was quiet, the air began to be awkward.

"Uh... I'll have dinner later, hehe..." Fang Yimin explained, and quickly went back to the kitchen.

The living room became even quieter, and Fang Yimin poked his head from time to time to check on the situation of the two of them.

Aunt Chen said with a lot of experience: "The two of them are like this, as long as you don't hear a quarrel, don't worry."

The dinner was very sumptuous, Fang Yimin had just eaten pastry not long ago, so he ate a little bit.Although eating and sleeping were silent, the dinner was too quiet.

"Qiling, didn't you say that our family's customs are different from here last time?" Fang Yimin lightly touched Wen Qiling's arm.

Wen Qiling nodded, "Yes".

Fang Yimin touched Wen Qiling's leg under the table again. Wen Qiling knew that the other party wanted him to communicate with Wen Changyi, so he could only say, "It's really different."

that's all?Won't you go on and say something more?

The corners of Fang Yimin's mouth twitched, and he simply followed the topic. Fortunately, Aunt Chen followed suit, and the atmosphere at the dinner table became more active.

After the cooperation and hard work of the two, the Wen family father and son finally joined the topic. Fang Yimin felt that he had done a great thing and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He found that Wen Changyi was not an unreasonable person, but he lacked communication with Wen Qiling. He probably had a loud voice on the construction site before, so he spoke very aggressively, as if he was arguing.

During the rest at night, Fang Yimin discussed this issue with Wen Qiling. He didn't believe that such a smart person as Wen Qiling would not understand Wen Changyi.

Wen Qiling just nodded in agreement and was unwilling to express any opinions.

Fang Yimin didn't know how the father and son got along in the past. It is estimated that the disintegration of the original family left a lot of hurt in his heart that he didn't want to talk about.

Fang Yimin thought for a while, and didn't ask any more questions.After all, it's not certain what will happen to him and Wen Qiling in the future, so we shouldn't interfere too much in his life, let alone pry into his true heart.

The two of them shared a quilt, and thought that Wen Qiling would be a demon at night, just like at home, getting under his quilt in the middle of the night, but unexpectedly Wen Qiling was very honest overnight.

Probably because of Wen Changyi's presence, he restrained himself a little.

Early the next morning, Fang Yimin still stayed in bed and got up late.After washing up and going downstairs, when he saw Wen Changyi, he greeted him with some embarrassment.

Wen Changyi's expression was a little strange, and he glanced at him several times.

Aunt Chen went to fetch warm porridge for Fang Yimin, Fang Yimin followed into the kitchen and said, "Aunt Chen, I can do it myself."

"Eat more, supplement... Supplement some nutrition." Aunt Chen looked at Fang Yimin with unnatural eyes.

Fang Yimin sounded the alarm in his heart, and asked, "Aunt Chen, did I wake up too late, so Dad is upset?"

"No, no, you were tired last night too, it's understandable." After Aunt Chen finished speaking, a suspicious blush appeared on her face, and she quickly turned her head to get busy with the matter in hand.

Fang Yimin could tell without thinking, Wen Qiling must have done something!

Fang Yimin hurriedly went upstairs to find Wen Qiling after finishing his breakfast.After searching for a while, I saw Wen Qiling arranging books in the study.

Wen Qiling was about to open his mouth to say good morning, when Mr. Xiao rushed over aggressively and closed the study door by the way.

Wen Qiling didn't feel flustered, but rather pleased to hear it: "What's the matter? My little mister."

Fang Yimin blushed immediately, and asked displeasedly: "Wen Qiling, are you talking nonsense to your father and Aunt Chen?"

With an innocent face, Wen Qiling blinked, then blinked again, and asked, "What did I say? They said me?"

"You..." Fang Yimin walked over and grabbed Wen Qiling's collar, seeing that the book in his hand almost fell to the ground, he hurriedly hugged the book again.

As soon as he raised his head and met Wen Qiling's narrow eyes, he let go of his hand angrily, and said, "Wen Qiling, when I was at my house, I was very face-saving to you. Do you have to maintain my image when you are at your house?"

Wen Qiling turned around and put the books on the shelf, frowning slightly: "What's yours and mine, it's ours."

Fang Yimin folded his arms, leaned against the desk, and said, "Don't talk to me, you and I..."

Fang Yimin's words stopped abruptly, and Wen Qiling turned his head in confusion, only to see that his expression was dazed for a moment, and soon returned to normal.Wen Qiling followed his line of sight, and there were many old photos of herself on the bookshelf next to her.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qiling asked.

Fang Yimin shook his head. He looked at Wen Qiling's photos in a daze, and asked, "Are these your old photos?"

"Yes, but I rarely take pictures."

Inside was a photo of Wen Qiling when he was a student. His appearance was still a little green, he was wearing a basketball uniform, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. Standing next to him was a man also wearing a basketball uniform.

The man hooked his arms around his shoulders, compared his fingers to a small tree branch, and held a basketball in the other hand, smiling brightly, and the two seemed very close.

Fang Yimin suddenly felt dizzy, and his head suddenly burst into pain.It seemed that something was about to move, as if it was about to break through the ground.

Wen Qiling hurried over to support Fang Yimin, and asked nervously, "What's wrong, Yimin? What's wrong?"

Fang Yimin looked in pain, holding his head in his hands, his face pale.But after a while, he caught his breath, calmed down, and found himself sitting on a chair supported by Wen Qiling.

Wen Qiling was still nervously asking about her situation, Fang Yimin slowed down and said, "It's okay, it might be hypoglycemia, and I suddenly feel dizzy."

Wen Qiling felt relieved a little, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Fang Yimin waved his hand: "No, I'm just a little dizzy, please pour me a glass of water."

"Okay, you wait."

Wen Qiling left the study room, Fang Yimin stared at the photos on the bookshelf and fell into deep thought.He felt that he had seen this photo before, or in other words, he had seen Wen Qiling like this.

A strange, uncomfortable feeling spread in my heart.

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Although it couldn't be seen on the surface, Wen Qiling always felt that something was wrong with Fang Yimin since he became dizzy in the morning.Perhaps it was because of his own joke that Mr. Xiao was embarrassed to face Aunt Chen and the others?

It's not like, Mr. Xiao is teaching Wen Changyi to draw with a tablet, and the atmosphere is more harmonious than before.

The two drove back in the afternoon, and the originally empty villa was now bustling again.Uncle Zhao came back to work a long time ago. At this moment, he greeted the people below to start cooking and helped to clean up the house and luggage.

Fang Yimin went upstairs after dinner, Wen Qiling asked him if he was not feeling well, but he just vaguely said it was fine, and went to wash and rest.

The next day, Fang Yimin woke up early, said he was going to the store to have a look, and then drove away.

Today is the sixth day, and the dessert shop opened on the eighth day, Wen Qiling didn't think much about it.At noon, Mr. Xiao sent a message saying that he would be back late, and Wen Qiling happened to be dealing with work, so he didn't care.

It wasn't until the sun was setting that Uncle Zhao came in and asked if he would have dinner with Mr. Xiao, and Wen Qiling realized that it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wen Qiling called Mr. Xiao, but no one answered, and left a message for the other party, but no one replied.He thought of the kidnapping of the other party last time, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't sit still.

He dialed Fang Yimin's number several times, and finally got through when he was about to disconnect.

"Yimin, where are you? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"I have something to do." Fang Yimin's voice was hoarse.

Wen Qiling asked worriedly: "Then are you coming back for dinner tonight? Are you still in the dessert shop? Do you need me to pick you up?"

"No need, I will have dinner with Yueyue and the others tonight, and I may not go back tonight." Fang Yimin hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Wen Qiling frowned, he seemed to have heard a few firecrackers on the phone just now.Wen Qiling paced back and forth in the room, and finally called Yu Wenyue.

Yu Wenyue smiled and said that Fang Yimin and them would get together once every New Year's Eve, and told Wen Qiling not to worry, they must go back as soon as possible after eating.

Originally, Wen Qiling wanted to find out where the dinner was, but Yu Wenyue quickly hung up the phone, feeling guilty.

What Mr. Xiao did behind his back.

Wen Qiling was in a restless mood all night, and it was past midnight before calling Fang Yimin, but the other party didn't answer.Originally, I wanted to call Yu Wenyue, but I thought it was too late, so I didn't dial it in the end.

Mr. Xiao did not return all night, and Mr. Wen stayed up all night.

Wen Qiling got up early in the morning with a gloomy face, and kept away from strangers.No one dared to go over to talk, only Uncle Zhao ordered his subordinates to make breakfast and brought it to the husband.

As time passed, Wen Qiling became more restless and simply drove out the door.

I thought that Fang Yimin would be in the store. After all, it will open tomorrow. According to Fang Yimin's current personality, he must confirm everything in the store.

But only the store manager and a few pastry chefs were in the shop, Fang Yimin was not there.But the store manager said that the boss called him and told him that he would definitely come today.

[The author has something to say: Mr. Xiao is doing something~~~]