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Dai Zhenheng's hostility towards Li Zimeng came and went quickly, mainly because the biscuits made by the little girl were really unpalatable, and Wen Shuo's stubborn stomach couldn't get used to it.

On the contrary, Dai Zhenheng's biscuits are very suitable for Wen Shuo's taste, not to mention being highly recognized by him, he even begged him to make some and bring them back for Mother Wen to taste.

Although Mama Wen and Dai Zhenheng had no direct contact, but as the saying goes, it is good to take people's hands short and eat people's mouths softly. How dare she take it again?

So this time when she went out to play, Mother Wen carefully selected gifts for Dai Zhenheng.

Wen Shuo fiddled with something slightly longer than his palm, which looked like half an envelope, and said, "You're still a mother, why didn't I have it? What is this? Can I open it and have a look?"

"Be careful!" Mother Wen said contemptuously, "You are not worthy."

"Hey!" Wen Shuo glared at his own mother, gritted his teeth and tried to unpack it violently, but was slapped twice by Wen Shuo's mother.

Wen Shuo opened the thing extra carefully, and there was a thin piece of paper inside, and when he pulled it out, he knew what it was - a bookmark.

He murmured "Who still uses this now", but the movements of his hands were extremely gentle, and he slowly took the bookmark out of the paper envelope.

"Huh!"

A small ink painting garden scene is framed on cardboard, surrounded by azure silk borders. Although the object is small, the workmanship is very fine.

While looking at the things in his hand, Wen Shuo recalled, it seemed that he had never seen Dai Zhenheng read a book, even if he used electronic devices most of the time to read things, the chance of using this thing was very small.

But in order not to dampen mother Wen's enthusiasm, Wen Shuo didn't mention it.

Dai Zhenheng was very surprised when he received the item, and immediately expressed his liking for the gift that Wen Shuo gave him, which was expected by Wen Shuo.

After getting along during this period of time, Wen Shuo can be regarded as getting to know Dai Zhenheng, and he knows that although the other party has a different level of society from his own, he is definitely not a person who only seeks profit.

What he likes is that he really likes it, it doesn't matter how much a thing is worth, and he also knows how to cherish other people's thoughts.

It was also because of this that Wen Shuo was able to get along with him for a long time, and deeply felt that if there were no accidents, the friendship between them would last forever until the two of them passed away—maybe they could still be neighbors when they bought a cemetery.

"It's because I didn't buy other messy things," Wen Shuo complained to Dai Zhenheng during lunch, "If I really bought a bracelet and necklace or something, it would drive me to death."

Dai Zhenheng was in a great mood when he received the gift, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching: "It doesn't matter if it's real or not, right? Just as long as she's happy."

"Hey! When she bought it, she must have thought it was real and bought it! If she finds out it's a fake, she will definitely be angry. If she has no place to vent her temper, she will be bored." Wen Shuo said, " Then it's better if I stop her from the beginning and let her come at me, so as to save her feeling aggrieved when she can."

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, Wen Shuo said after swallowing it down, "The old lady is quite addicted. I started thinking about where to go back after I came back. I'm serious. If there are more than 11 people, everything is expensive. After [-] people, everything will be expensive." Go again and again. Hey, brother, how many days do you have on November? How do you arrange it?"

Dai Zhenheng, who was in a good mood at first, became a little sluggish: "I have to go home."

Wen Shuo raised his head and looked at him blankly: "Isn't your home in this city?"

"After my grandpa left, my mom and dad went back to the special zone." Right now, Dai Zhenheng is in the "stage of passionate love". When he said that he wanted to leave, he would not let it go, "Go back and see on the eleventh them."

"Oh, it should be!" Wen Shuo had no objection to this, and didn't even have a special reaction, and soon moved on to other topics.

Dai Zhenheng didn't show his displeasure until he finished his lunch and took a break to go back to work.

Not happy to read the contract, not happy to answer the phone, not happy to sign for the air ticket delivered by Cheng Yanxin, all in all, not happy at all.

Finally, I took out the bookmark that Wen's mother had given me, and my mood eased a bit.

This was the first time he had received a gift from Wen Shuo other than food - although the actual person who gave the gift was Mother Wen, it didn't matter, the important thing was that Wen Shuo handed it to him.

Before returning home on November, Dai Zhenheng still has one more important thing to do.

He had to re-invite the dinner that he put on hold because of Wen Shuo, and he had to visit the bosses who couldn't be there one by one.

If the business is going to continue, these people's sophistication is unavoidable, and the deputy can't do it for him, which seems not sincere enough.

Dai Zhenheng didn't go home for a few days but he didn't miss Wen Shuo's food and drink. When he wasn't too busy, he would prepare some in advance and ask him to come over and heat it in the microwave. When he was busy, he would order takeaway for him from time to time.

Wen Shuo also knew how to reciprocate, so he would go to his house for a walk when he was free, and help with cleaning and so on.

After so busy nagging for a week, I finally got through to the point where most of the things were done, except for the dinner.

This day, Wen Shuo was off the night shift, so he came directly to find Dai Zhenheng after get off work in the morning, stayed at his house for a whole morning sleep and had lunch together, knowing that he was going out, he changed his shoes and prepared to go home.

"Are you coming back very late?" Wen Shuo asked, "Do you want me to pick you up?"

Even if Dai Zhenheng thought about it, he couldn't bear him to run away: "I don't know what time it will be, you should sleep in your sleep."

Seeing him taking the car keys, Wen Shuo said, "Don't drive while drinking, and don't drink while driving."

"I know," Dai Zhenheng knew that he did it on purpose, and said with a smile, "Yanxin will call a driver for me."

"Hmm—" Wen Shuo had known Cheng Yanxin for a long time, but it was the first time he heard Dai Zhenheng call him that. For a moment, an inexplicable emotion arose in his heart, but he didn't allow him to think about it before it disappeared, "You little girl , go to the bar with you?"

How could Dai Zhenheng guess his mental activities, and replied casually: "She won't go."

The two of them went out to take the elevator, and Wen Shuo, who had been quiet for a rare moment, suddenly asked, "Hey, bro, you and your secretary..."

"..." Dai Zhenheng's eyelids twitched, "There is nothing, don't give me some mandarin ducks."

Hearing his words, Wen Shuo inexplicably felt a little more at ease in his heart: "Is it a long time love? If you contact each other every day, maybe it will become a relationship."

Dai Zhenheng directly responded to him: "I have been with you every day for the past few months, have you been in love with me for a long time?"

After he finished speaking, he regretted it, felt nervous, felt that he had said the wrong thing, and was afraid that Wen Shuo would find out that his good intentions for him were not pure, but in the end, he still had a little bit of anticipation for the other party's answer.

Wen Shuo laughed, and stretched out his hand to embrace Dai Zhenheng's shoulders and him: "Then we must have a baby. If one of us is a girl, we will have a bunch of children, believe it or not!"

Dai Zhenheng believed it, why didn't he believe it?He also wanted to tell Wen Shuo that he didn't care if he couldn't have a baby, but he didn't dare to say it.

Before dinner at night, Dai Zhenheng wisely took anti-alcoholic medicine.

Based on the concept of telling the truth after drinking, the bosses of several uncles and uncles first poured him enough, and then started talking about drinking.

The matter of cooperation was settled first, and then the few people intentionally brought up the topic of Dai Zhenheng's sudden escape last time.

Dai Zhenheng had expected that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe, so he simply admitted that he had someone in his heart, and it was indeed because of the other party that he suddenly broke the appointment that day.

But how is this enough?All the bosses want to know what kind of person is able to subdue Mr. Xiao Dai.

Dai Zhenheng dealt with it vaguely, during which time he explicitly rejected the proposals of several uncles to introduce him to a partner, so he was inevitably bullied again.

A meal lasted from eight o'clock in the evening to nearly twelve o'clock in the evening. Even after drinking anti-alcohol medicine, Dai Zhenheng still felt unsteady on his feet.

After struggling to send the bosses into the car, he turned his face and looked for a place to throw up.

After throwing up, I felt a little better. I checked the time and didn't bother Cheng Yanxin any more, so I called a substitute driver.

Sitting on the curb of the parking lot in a daze while waiting for the substitute driver, all he could think about was Wen Shuo - Wen Shuo said that if one of the two of them was a girl, they would have a bunch of children.

Why isn't she a woman?

If he was a woman, what about Jiang Qiqi? He would have chased after Wen Shuo early on... Although he may be a few years older than Wen Shuo, it may be an obstacle, but it is much smaller than the obstacle of two people of the same sex, right?

If they had been together a long time ago, they might have children already. He doesn't care about any company or career, even if they can only live a tight life with tens of thousands of yuan a month, as long as they are with each other He was also happy with Wen Shuo being together.

After all, the wind at the end of September had a hint of coolness. Dai Zhenheng began to feel cold after sitting for a long time, but he was numb and couldn't tell whether it was cold on his body or in his heart.

When the surrogate driver arrived, Dai Zhenheng was drunk, and he was a little confused. He put on his seat belt in the car, leaned into the seat and fell asleep. He didn't wake up until someone called him.

"Brother," Wen Shuo patted his arm, "wake up, go home and sleep again."

Dai Zhenheng heard it, but frowned and refused to move.

Wen Shuo leaned over to unbuckle his seat belt, then patted his face, but his tone of voice was involuntarily soft: "Wake up, wake up, brother! Wake up!"

He slapped and tugged the ground until he got impatient with this man, so he opened his eyes to look at him.

Wen Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Come on, come down, I'll support you."

Sitting on the co-pilot, Dai Zhenheng was still staring, half-closed his eyes and looked at Wen Shuo for a while, as if to confirm the identity of this person.

"Drunk like this?" Wen Shuo stretched out his hand to grab his arm, but without strength, he simply grabbed his hand, "Hey, don't you recognize me?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wen Shuo simply squatted down, took his hand and shook it like a child: "I, Wen Shuo, do you remember? Can I take you home?"

"... Shuo..."

Wen Shuo heard him muttering like repeating his own name, and thought it was reliable, this man probably recognized him: "I'll take you home now, follow me obediently, okay?"

Dai Zhenheng still didn't respond, just looked at him, and repeated again: "...Suo..."

"Hey, here it is." Wen Shuo stood up a little funny, and went to pull him again, and the man got out of the car just as he pulled.

After locking the car, Wen Shuo led Dai Zhenheng to the elevator room. This man was drunk, but the wine tasted good, and he didn't fuss or yell, but his hand hurt a little from holding it, which made him already mentally prepared. Wen Shuo, who was about to carry him home, heaved a sigh of relief.