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Wen Rong hung up after only one sentence.

It is still autumn outside the window, but Wen Leshui is like deep winter.

In the past, no matter how plainly Wen Rong treated him, he never said a single harsh word. They had a brotherhood for more than ten years, why did Wen Rong ignore it like this?

Wen Leshui cried and went to look for Qi Junhao, but Qi Junhao was the only one he could think of to rely on now.If it wasn't for the sake of being more worthy of Qi Junhao, how could he be so eager to get the Fenghua Cup award, even at the expense of framing Wen Cha?

"It's okay Xiao Shui, don't panic, go to Xue Mei to apologize now, she will forgive you. As long as she let go, Wen Rong will listen to her." Qi Junhao's voice gave him a tranquilizer.

Xue Mei's heart is soft, he can't bear other people's tears, and if he blames his manager, he will be able to get through this crisis safely.

Wen Leshui rushed back to Wen's house.

It was raining continuously in autumn, and the light rain that had just started to fall when we left the house gradually lifted the rain curtain. When Wen Leshui got out of the car, he gritted his teeth and refused the umbrella the driver handed him and rushed into the rain.

Since you pretend to be pitiful, you have to be tough on yourself.

The heavy rain made people's skin hurt, Wen Leshui was wet all over, his hair was tightly attached to his scalp, and his face was like a ghost. The person who only relied on temperament and clothing to win was very embarrassed, and he didn't have his usual delicate appearance.

He stood in front of Xue Mei's room and knocked on the door: "Mom, can you listen to me? I didn't mean it. I was also very anxious about Xiaocha being slandered, but I didn't expect my agent to Will hire a navy to go to Hei Xiaocha, I have already stopped his behavior. Mom, I was wrong, forgive me, okay?"

The window at the end of the corridor was not closed, and he shivered when the draft blew, Wen Leshui shivered all over: "Mom, I'm so cold, can you let me in and listen to my explanation..."

Under the dim light, what Wang Ma went upstairs to see was such a scene of encountering ghosts standing at the door of Xue Mei's room with wet clothes in white clothes.

Mother Wang, the successor of socialism, couldn't bear this kind of stimulation. She shouted "Life! There is a water ghost!" while bravely raising the mop in her hand and throwing it at the ghost.

Wen Leshui was knocked on the face, dizzy, and made the loudest and sharpest voice in his life: "It's me!"

Wang Ma still maintained the posture of holding the mop high, and was stunned: "Why are you?"

She immediately apologized: "I'm sorry."

But she immediately covered her heart, and she couldn't stop muttering: "Who will watch the show here in broad daylight, and my wife is not in the room."

Wen Leshui suddenly showed an unbelievable expression, and asked in a trembling voice, "Where did mom go?"

Wang Ma replied: "Master Little Cha is in a bad mood, so Eldest Young Master took him and his wife out to relax."

Wen Leshui's brain ached from being soaked by the rain, and he closed his eyes in shame and passed out.

Wen Cha was dragged by the resolute Wen Rong to a hot spring villa near City C to relax.

In fact, Wen Cha wanted to say that he was in a good mood, but when he saw Wen Rong's black face, which was in a very bad mood and about to go berserk, he silently shut his mouth.

Xue Mei also frowned deeply, but fortunately, sweet words along the way to warm tea brought her back to a good mood.

As a result, Wen Zhai called and said that Wen Leshui had fainted.

Xue Mei's expression froze for a moment, and she wanted to say something serious about not caring about Wen Leshui, but she couldn't. Her meticulously maintained hands trembled because of struggling and entanglement.

Fortunately, Wen Cha held her tenderly and said to Wen Rong in the front row, "Brother, let's go to the hospital."

Wen Rong finally calmed down, and his expression darkened again, but seeing Xue Mei's panicked look through the rearview mirror, he turned the steering wheel silently and returned to the original road.

Wang Ma waited in front of the hospital for their arrival. She seemed to be terrified, and quickly explained: "Miss, I didn't do it on purpose. I thought he was a ghost? Well, I'll pay for the medical expenses. When he wakes up, I'll pay for it." Go and apologize."

Wang Ma is from the Xue family. Xue Mei changed her name to "Madam" after marrying into Wen's family.

Wen Rong sneered: "Wang Ma, he has a guilty conscience and it's none of your business. You don't have to be afraid."

Xue Mei couldn't make any expression, she lightly patted the back of Wang Ma's hand to show that she didn't blame her, and walked to Wen Leshui's ward with a complicated expression.

When the door was pushed open, Wen Leshui had already woken up, and her slack eyes gradually focused on Xue Mei.

Xue Mei asked: "Le Shui, why did you do this?"

After Yin Yu's clarification video was made public, Wen Rong's investigation finally made progress. The public relations team discovered that the trolls on the Internet who led the Internet storm of Wencha were actually recorded under the name of Wen Leshui's manager.

God knows how sad Xue Mei was when she heard the news. She thought that a bowl of water was flat, and she couldn't help taking care of Wen Cha just after she came back, but she kept asking for Wen Leshui's opinion. This kind of thing happens!Perhaps it can be argued that the agent's behavior has nothing to do with Wen Leshui, but is Wen Leshui really that clean?

Wen Leshui didn't say a word, just cried, crying until he couldn't breathe, and then said weakly: "Mom, I'm sorry."

He was wearing a hospital gown, with chapped lips and dim eyes. He hoped that the hand that grabbed the hem of her clothes waved weakly in the air, and finally retracted it as if he was afraid of being rejected, and the red string on his wrist flashed past.

Xue Mei suddenly couldn't hold back her tears.That red rope was what she begged for Wen Leshui when he was a child.At that time, he was sick and hospitalized for several days. She was so anxious that her lips bubbled, and she went to the temple to personally ask for a red rope to bless him.

She didn't understand why a child who was so small and weak when he was a child turned into a scheming look in front of his face and behind his back.

"Don't have another time." Xue Mei finally said, she didn't dare to look at Wen Cha when she said this, because the victim was Wen Cha, but she easily forgave her, but how could years of feelings be abandoned all at once...

After watching Wen Leshui's perfect bitterness drama, Wen Cha couldn't help sighing in his heart:

As expected, things are constantly developing, Xiaobailian is afraid that she will turn black into a black heart lotus.

But it's also very interesting, so that his dimensionality reduction strike is not challenging.

He took out the handkerchief in his pocket, gently wiped away the tears on Xue Mei's face, gently embraced her shoulder, and slowly chatted to Wen Leshui: "Although I am very angry, I don't want to embarrass my mother." , we keep the peace."

Now Wen Leshui hates the sound of warm tea like honey, it is the most painful poison to him, he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Okay."

Wen Cha walked out of the ward with Xue Mei in his arms, pressed her on the bench in the corridor, squatted in front of her and looked up, making faces at her regardless of her image: "Mom, don't cry, my birthday will be in a few days , can I trouble Mom to cheer up and prepare for the birthday party?"

Xue Mei didn't know that the warm tea was just for her peace of mind, she grabbed the handkerchief tightly, nodded heavily, and laughed through her tears.

The birthday of Wencha is at the beginning of December, when the first snow falls.

The Wen family put a lot of effort into posting invitations and arranging the venue. Even Wen Xingsheng, a veteran of the family, was obediently directed by Xue Mei.However, compared to Xue Mei's hope that Wen Cha's first birthday will be a good one, and Wen Xingsheng's intentions can be figured out with his feet. He is just worried that his precious Wen Leshui will be compared, after all, they are on the same day Born, to hold a banquet together.

In a sense, Wen Xingsheng is also a kind father.

For Wencha, this birthday is no different, and there are also differences.

He didn't know how many big-spending birthdays he had in his previous life. He hadn't seen any scenes, but he always had a sense of ritual. This was his first birthday in the new world, and his emotional sustenance was a little different.

Being idle is also idle, Wen Cha specially made a few invitations and sent them to Wen Rong, Xue Mei, Xue's family, and Zheng Mingzhong's friends.

Wen Rong was stunned for a moment when he received the invitation, and slowly smiled, unfolded it after reading it, folded it up and put it in a drawer: "You are the only one who is clever."

Even the usually cold Wen Rong was moved by the invitation, not to mention the naturally romantic Xue Mei, who was tearful and firmly kissed the warm tea after receiving the invitation.

But one man was unmoved.

When Wen Cha received a call from Qi Xiuzhu, the man's deep and pleasant voice was a little hoarse, revealing a deep sense of exhaustion, like a feather scratching his ears, making one's heart itch.His tone is colder, and he can always think of Qing Lingling Xue.

"Sorry, I can't come."

Wen Cha sat on the bay window with his hands stretched out, the dark blue curtains were soft, he touched the warm feeling with his hands, and read:

"Dear uncle, share new news, handsome guy celebrates his birthday. In order to wish me a happy birthday, I hereby invite you to the birthday party to help make a wish."

After reading, he changed to his usual chatting tone and pretended to cry: "Uncle, is my invitation not sincere enough? My birthday is meaningless if you don't come."

Qi Xiuzhu gradually got used to Wen Cha's overly intimate words, the background sound on the other side of the phone was noisy, footsteps came and went, Wen Cha even heard the sound of keyboard typing.The other party seemed to walk quickly to a quiet place, and finally only heard the sound of gentle breathing.

It's probably not a trivial matter that can make Qi Xiuzhu busy, Wen Cha snorted lightly: "Okay, I can barely forgive you."

He inquired: "Who, such a great ability can make you so busy?"

But when he said it, he remembered Qi Xiuzhu's suspicion that he had ulterior motives, and immediately said coolly: "Forget it, I won't ask, and you don't want to answer, lest you be wary of me."

Qi Xiuzhu also remembered his defense against warm tea, and said in silence for a moment: "No."

Wen Cha will not back down: "Really? You used to hate me and thought I was wrong. Why did you suddenly change your attitude now? Have pity on me?"

Qi Xiuzhu's change towards him started from the last time Wencha was hacked by the whole Internet, and he felt pity and guilt.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen in the future." Qi Xiuzhu was very patient.

Where he couldn't see, Wen Cha smiled like a little fox who stole fish.

It is said in the book that although Qi Xiuzhu is cold and indifferent, he is really good to his own people.Xue Mei begged him for Wen Leshui several times, and he didn't hesitate to help.

"Whatever, I'm hanging up." Wen Cha said proudly and perfunctorily, hung up the call button, and threw himself on the warm bed covered with plush blankets.

It feels good for a handsome guy to speak softly to himself, and the whole person can be so beautiful that his whole body is bubbling.

It didn't matter if Qi Xiuzhu couldn't come, Wen Cha quickly put the matter behind him.

Xue Mei's dress-up addiction is online again. How could she not get rid of her ready-made dolls? Wencha wanders around luxury stores and custom-made stores every day, and can only breathe a sigh of relief the day before the birthday party.

As a result, on the day of his birthday party, everyone was listless, sitting in a chair from the beginning and never getting up.

Wen Rong stood beside him and asked, "Do you want to get to know someone with me?"

Wen Cha draws the tone: "No, brother, I'm so tired."

He didn't bother to remember those business partners of Wen's family, Xiannan only needed to be in charge of enjoying himself.

Wen Rong also indulged him, squinting his eyes to see Wen Xingsheng leading Wen Leshui running around paving the way for him to introduce him, he felt cold: "I wanted more people to know you, but..."

But now it seems that there is no need.

More than half of the people in the audience were quietly turning their eyes to the place where Wen Cha was sitting. When they met Wen Rong, the evil spirit, they looked away in panic, and then they were dizzy and bravely took a few more glances.

Wencha itself is a very eye-catching presence, not to mention wearing the suit that Xue Mei painstakingly customized for him. There are small details everywhere. Loose, stretching out the white jade-like skin, shining brightly under the illumination of the glazed lamp.

"I've heard Zheng Mingzhong say that the real young master of the Wen family is good-looking. I thought he was bragging."

"Where is this young master, he is obviously the fugitive prince of Disney."

"Did you pay Disney the copyright fee? This is obviously my sweetheart!"

The dandies gathered in a group whispered, only dared to say hello, dared not go forward, pushing each other to let others be the first bird, a typical dead Taoist friend who never dies poor.

"Come on, go and ask for contact information."

"Wen Rong is like a door god there, who dares?"

"You said that if I go up and call Wen Rong uncle, will I die?"

"Not only will he die, but he will die ugly."

Everyone sighed for a moment. Among other things, Wen Rong was still very intimidating and could make them leave a shadow. In desperation, they could only choose to continue their voyeuristic career of secretly poking.

There is an indescribable reality in the marriage of wealthy families. Except for some young masters who pursue love and stage a love drama between a prince and Cinderella, most of the rest are introduced by their parents to join forces, and after marriage, they will play their own way.

There are only so many marriageable age partners around, so of course they will pay more attention.After Wen Cha returned to Wen's house as the real young master, he was handsome and talented, so of course they would pay more attention to him.

"Hey, do you know that Wen Cha was slandered for school violence and reversed a few days ago?" A boy suddenly brought up this gossip.

Everyone immediately opened the chatter:

"I know, my wife must have been raped by someone. If you want me to say, it was one of the contestants who did it."

"Didn't you say that the fake young master's manager was involved?" The other glanced ambiguously at Wen Leshui, who was standing beside Wen Xingsheng with a red wine glass and a white suit, smiling gently. chat with people.

Zheng Mingzhong suddenly appeared and naturally joined their conversation. The two brothers embraced the person closest to him: "Wen Leshui's manager must be the one who did the trick? I don't believe that he is so innocent. "

Zheng Mingzhong is now a staunch member of Wencha's own camp, and he doesn't like anything about Wen Leshui.

"Oh." The boy shook his head pretending to be mysterious, "The important thing is that the public believes."

Wen Leshui's economic company issued a notice of dismissal directly over the agent Li Qiang, announcing that the agent had committed an unforgivable principled error, and terminated all cooperation with him.At the same time, all of Li Qiang's manipulations of other stars' trolls in the past were exposed on the Internet, which completely angered the fans. Now he is like a rat crossing the street and everyone shouts and beats him.

Zheng Mingzhong also understood this truth, and heaved a long sigh: "Justice cannot be done, it's boring."

"Okay, okay, it's his birthday, you should celebrate it." The boy jokingly bumped Zheng Mingzhong's abdomen with his elbow, asking him to manage his expression well.

Zheng Mingzhong thought about it and felt that what he said was right, and when he looked at Wen Cha, Wen Cha stood under the light, bright and clean, more moving than the moonlight outside the window.

His younger brother Wen Cha is so powerful, sooner or later he will be able to impress those people.

Greeting and sending a large number of congratulators, Xue Qingzhou led a person to Wen Cha and Wen Rong: "Xiao Cha, happy birthday."

"Thank you cousin." Wen Cha replied, then asked, "Who is she?"

The people around Xue Qingzhou——Chen Shishi hurriedly said hello: "Happy birthday, Xiaocha, do you remember me? I went to Xue's house with Le Shui last time, and we met."

Wen Cha let out an "oh" without much interest.

"Little tea." Xue Mei happened to arrive. She was wearing an evening gown, and her face was radiant. The weather is good today, and her mood cleared up, and her condition has improved a lot. "Go up and cut the cake with mom."

Wen Cha stretched out his hand: "Can this beautiful lady hold me?"

Xue Mei replied with a smile: "Of course."

A ten-tier cake was placed in the middle of the main stage of the venue, and the swan ornaments made of crystals and diamonds were shining brightly.The background wall behind is filled with roses, lilies, bellflowers and other flowers, which is very dreamy.

Wen Leshui, who had been severely injured before, seemed to have recovered. I don't know if it was the nourishment of love or the depth of father's love. Anyway, he put on his signature little white flower smile firmly again.With Wen Cha's many years of experience in banquets, Wen Leshui must have put a lot of effort into dressing up today. From head to toe, he was dressed in a style compatible with him, and he painted a plain makeup to make him look even more delicate.

The birthday party mentioned in the original book was nothing more than how gloomy and sloppy the original owner was, and how dazzling Wen Leshui was, the two formed a stark contrast.

But the difference is that at this moment, as soon as Wen Cha came on stage, Wen Leshui felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Dominate.

He thought of the word.

No matter how much Wen Xingsheng praised him, no matter how much the people around him flattered him, as soon as Wen Cha appeared, those people's eyes would look away uncontrollably.

Just like now Wen Xingsheng and he are standing in the middle of the cake-cutting seat, quietly pushing the warm tea aside, but the warm tea doesn't care, the little finger gently hooks some pink cream into his lips and tastes it Taste, only a small half of the face is exposed when the head is tilted, but the corners of the eyes are full of waves, and the spring water is rippling, full like a cute cat.

His easy gesture always makes him a funny clown.

But Wen Leshui knows that the most important thing for him now is not to compare but to hide his strength and bide his time.

Xue Mei has already separated from him, so he can't do bad things again.Fortunately, with the help of Qi Junhao, the matter of buying Shuijun black warm tea has been pushed to the manager Li Qiang, and no one can find out about him.Qi Junhao's methods were ruthless, and it was said that Li Qiang was blocked by the industry and cut off all sources of income. Wen Leshui was silently moved by such a cruel lover who only had deep affection for him.

"It's a great honor for everyone to come to today's banquet to celebrate Gouzi's birthday. First, I would like to thank God for allowing Xiaocha to return to Wen's house. Second, I would like to thank Xiaoshui for his filial piety to us over the years. We are blessed to have two good children. It’s both emotional and gratifying to be a parent.”

Among other things, Wen Xingsheng is quite doglike when he speaks politely, but the support and support for Wen Leshui between the lines, if you think about it with a brain, you will find it meaningful.

Qi Xiuzhu heard Wen Xingsheng's speech from the microphone from the entrance of the venue, and he was ridiculed.

People's hearts are indeed biased.

The manager saw him from afar, and trotted over to greet him respectfully: "Mr. Qi."

He asked, "Are you here to attend the Wen family's banquet? It's already halfway through. I'll ask someone to lead you in."

He found a waiter at random and ordered: "Lead Mr. Qi to the Ruyi hall."

The waiter lowered his head, his whole face was hidden in the darkness, and said submissively, "Okay."

He bowed to Qi Xiuzhu and led the way ahead.

Qi Xiuzhu walked behind him, staring at his bent back, frowning slightly.

The waiter couldn't wait to push open the door of Ruyi Hall, and at a glance, he found the bright and beautiful warm water and warm tea standing on the stage.Resentment, viciousness, and desperate madness flashed in his eyes. If Wen Leshui noticed this, he would find that this was the manager who was blocked by him and Qi Junhao as scapegoats.

The waiter touched his pocket, and the cold presence of the sharp blade made him shiver, causing goosebumps on his arms.

He took a deep breath and walked straight to the stage.