my little sir

His heart was beating violently, and he felt that this box was like a Pandora's box, and he could know everything when he opened it.

But if Mr. Xiao knew that he had snooped on his secret, would it make the relationship between the two worse?

Wen Qiling had never been a villain before, but after hesitating for half a minute, he decided to be a villain once and opened the box.

There is a sketchbook in the box. Open the first page, and the name "Fang Yimin" is neatly written in it, and the handwriting is a little immature.

It should be a sketch note, with a lot of basic knowledge about sketching and painting written on it.

Turning over a few pages, there is a sentence written under a sketch: "I can't draw, but he likes people who can draw. I must become a person who can draw."

When he saw this sentence, he knew that there should be a lot of Mr. Xiao's secrets, maybe it was about first love.

Wen Qiling still hadn't been a villain, perhaps because he didn't have the courage to continue reading, so he closed the book anyway.

He was disappointed in his heart, and when he put the notebook back, a photo fell out of it.

The photo was turned upside down on the ground, and when he picked it up and saw the person in the photo, he was stunned.

They were two teenagers, standing on the school playground, wearing basketball uniforms, one with pale eyes and one with a bright smile.

——That was him and Li Ruijie.

Yang Suhua was still sitting in the yard. Wen Qiling had been in for two hours and hadn't come out yet. She was a little worried.

Could it be that the feng shui of this attic is bad?Will it affect the child's feelings after covering it?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Wen Qiling came out from the attic, his face was still heavy, but there was indescribable emotion in his eyes.This expression is a bit complicated, Yang Suhua didn't dare to speak for a while.

Wen Qiling walked down lightly, took Yang Suhua's hand, and said a little excitedly: "Mom, don't worry, Yi Min won't divorce me. I won't let him divorce me."

"Oh, oh oh, good."

Yang Suhua was a little uncertain about Wen Qiling's intentions. After all, Wen Qiling's mood has been unstable today. She has never seen Wen Qiling like this, so now she is very worried whether the other party will be stimulated by her son.

"Mom, I'm leaving first."

"This... let's go now?"

"Well, I have a lot of things to do, I'll call you." Wen Qiling took the car keys and drove away.

Wen Qiling's mind is very messed up. He has worked in the mall for so many years, and has dealt with many difficult matters and company crises, but he has never been this messed up.

He quickly calmed down, and the blood rolling in his body was forcibly suppressed by his rationality.

He had to make a plan, and he couldn't run over suddenly like this, otherwise he might bump into Mr. Xiao and scare him away.

When Wen Qiling came back, his whole state was different.

Uncle Zhao felt that his husband had shown a bit of depression recently, so he was worried that something would happen to him and Mr. Xiao.Now I don't worry about it.

The gentleman is confident and strong, his eyes are firm, and he has regained his former look.

He thought, maybe it won't be long before Mr. Xiao will live back.

-

Fang Yimin got up early on Sunday morning, thinking that Wen Qiling might come to pick him up later, but couldn't fall asleep.

After he had breakfast, he walked around the house a few times, but Wen Qiling didn't call.Seeing that it was past eight o'clock, he simply called the other party.

Wen Qiling answered the phone and said, "Hello, Yi Min, are you looking for me?"

Fang Yimin:? ? ?

Brother, we agreed to divorce today, how busy you are, can you forget this matter? !

Fang Yimin was speechless: "Yes, I want to divorce you."

Wen Qiling seemed to have just remembered, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I've been too busy these days."

Fang Yimin sneered: "I know Mr. Wen has a lot of things to do every day, but you can forget the divorce, isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

"Probably not today."

"Didn't you say last time that you have time today?" Fang Yimin must arrest him. The more this matter is delayed, the more unstable it will be. At that time, I'm afraid it will be muddled and the connection will be broken.

Wen Qiling said: "But I made an appointment with Mr. Feng this morning. You know Fengquan from Fengtu. We have a project to cooperate with recently."

Fang Yimin would not be so easily fooled, and asked, "Where is the appointment?"

Wen Qiling: "At home."

Fang Yimin: "At home?"

Wen Qiling: "As you know, we have a relatively close relationship, so we asked him to talk at home."

Fang Yimin couldn't find any evidence that the other party was lying, and according to Wen Qiling's character, since he promised to get a divorce, he wouldn't go back on his word.

He asked: "When will you finish talking? Do you have time in the afternoon?"

"Afternoon, maybe in the afternoon..." Wen Qiling said uncertainly, "I'll see then."

"What do you mean to watch it at the right time? Why do I have to make an appointment? Even if I make an appointment, I have made an appointment many days in advance. According to the process, it should be my turn, right?"

Fang Yimin heard a soft laugh over there, he didn't expect the other party to still be in the mood to laugh, and immediately said angrily: "Are you at home now? Okay, I'll go find you, I'll line up, and wait for Mr. Wen and Mr. Feng to finish their business talks. Let's Go get divorced."

Wen Qiling said, "Okay, then I'll send the driver to pick you up."

"I'll take a taxi myself!" Fang Yimin hung up the phone, took all his belongings and documents, and went out angrily.

Wen Qiling sat on the chair in the study, he gently turned the chair, and dialed Fengquan's phone number.

"Fengquan, come to my house to discuss business."

Feng Quan looked confused: "What business are you talking about? I finally had a rest today."

"I limit you to come here within half an hour, and there will be good things guaranteed."

When Uncle Zhao served the tea, he saw his husband with a sure-fire, sure-to-win smile on his face.

Wen Qiling sent Song Xi a message, and asked Uncle Zhao to prepare some fresh fruits for a while and put them in the living room downstairs.

Uncle Zhao looked at the other person's expression and thought, could it be that Mr. Xiao is moving back?Isn't this too fast?

Fang Yimin came over one step ahead of Fengquan, and when Uncle Zhao saw Mr. Xiao, he smiled and led him into the living room to eat some fruit.

Fang Yimin waved his hand and asked, "Where's Wen Qiling?"

"Sir is in the study."

"Okay, I'll go up and find him."

When Fang Yimin went upstairs, Uncle Zhao brought the fruit up, put it on the coffee table next to him, and walked out with a smile, closing the door behind him.

"Imin, you're here."

Fang Yimin was still dazed when he saw the other party, and Wen Qiling's complexion was much better than what he saw a few days ago, but there were still bloodshot eyes.

"Well." Fang Yimin asked, "Isn't it about cooperation? Where's Mr. Feng?"

Wen Qiling stood up, walked to the side sofa and sat down: "I made an appointment early in the morning, and I just called. Mr. Feng is still in the car, and he's not on time yet."

Wen Qiling motioned to Fang Yimin to sit down for a while, Fang Yimin looked at the single sofa in front of him, walked around the coffee table, and sat on it.

"Are you still working this afternoon?"

Wen Qiling sat on the couch on purpose, and Fang Yimin obviously did not sit with him on purpose.He pushed the cut fruit in front of Fang Yimin, and replied, "The recent work intensity is really a bit heavy."

He didn't answer whether he had work in the afternoon. Fang Yimin didn't like ambiguous answers. He was a person who liked to confirm all the details and answers.

But before he had time to ask the other party, there was a knock on the door of the study.

Feng Quan came late, and when he opened the door and saw Fang Yimin, he exchanged meaningful glances with Wen Qiling.

"Yo, brother and sister... Yi Min is here too."

Fang Yimin stood up, ignored the other party's address, and greeted with a smile: "President Feng."

Wen Qiling raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said, "Fengquan, you are late."

Fengquan was familiar with Wen Qiling, so he sat down on the sofa and said, "Oh, my speed is already very fast, it's only a few minutes, Mr. Wen can't tolerate these few minutes with his old friend."

Fang Yimin didn't want to interrupt the two of them talking about work, so he left the study room first.

As soon as Fang Yimin left, Fengquan squinted at Wen Qiling: "What kind of chess is Mr. Wen playing?"

Wen Qiling sat on the single sofa where Fang Yimin was sitting just now, crossed her long legs, and wrote with a smile: "Let's talk about cooperation with you."

Wen Qiling's smile looks gentle and elegant to others, but in Feng Quan's eyes, it is a cunning old fox.

"The projects we cooperate with have been started a long time ago and are on the right track. What is there to talk about?"

Wen Qiling said: "Expand the cooperation project."

Feng Quan stroked his chin and looked Wen Qiling up and down: "This is the reward for bringing me here early in the morning?"

"Not satisfied?"

"Satisfied, as long as you don't mess with me."

Wen Qiling was serious: "I'm not interested in you."

Fang Yimin lay on the banister of the stairs, staring at the living room below in a daze.I checked the time on my phone, it was only ten o'clock.If Fengquan had left, he could still make it to the Civil Affairs Bureau before get off work.

However, the door of the study is still closed.

He turned around and walked to the piano, opened the lid, and pressed his pale fingertips on the keys, making a crisp sound.

Fang Yimin doesn't know how to play the piano, but Wen Qiling taught him that it is the simplest children's version of "Little Star".He still remembered that Wen Qiling hugged him from behind, put his hands on his fingers, and taught him key by key.

He lightly pressed the keyboard with his fingers, and vaguely heard the melody.After a while, he seemed to think of something, hurriedly stopped and closed the piano cover.

Fang Yimin propped his head, sat beside the piano, drowsy, and finally heard the sound, Feng Quan was about to leave.

Seeing Fang Yimin, Feng Quan waved his hands and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for wasting your couple's time."

Fang Yimin originally wanted to correct the other party, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary to explain to Feng Quan, so he could only smile and express that he didn't mind.

"I wanted to have a meal, but Qi Ling was really too much, so he just kicked me out." Feng Quan said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Next time I will try Mr. Xiao's craftsmanship."

Wen Qiling issued the deportation order: "Go back quickly, Mr. Feng still has a lot of work to deal with, so I won't send it away."

"Isn't that right, I have to work too much." Feng Quan said something eccentrically, glanced at Wen Qiling, and then left.

Wen Qiling glanced at his watch, turned around and said to Fang Yimin, "Sorry, it's been so long."

[The author has something to say: Wen Qiling: I'm sorry, it's been so long.

Fengquan: I'm sorry, I just sat there for so long.

The article will be updated in August, and this Little Mister will try to keep it updated every day~Thank you for your support~]