The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

Gu Wenjun was led into the dining room by Butler Zhang disheartened, and saw his cousin sitting at the dining table in a formidable manner.

The dining table was tidied up, and his face was colder and sharper against the pale tablecloth.

After he met his cousin at the age of 11, his cousin took care of him when he was a child.

He is full of admiration and respect for his cousin, and he is much younger than him, so he dare not "offend the superior" at all.

Gu Wenjun grinned stupidly, pretending to be calm: "Cousin, did you call me?"

He already knew that Butler Zhang must be talking too much.

Gu Jincheng glanced at him with cold eyes, Gu Wenjun felt a desire to turn around and run away, and asked tremblingly: "Cousin, why are you looking for me? My... is studying for homework. I have class tomorrow on Monday and I have a small exam. "

While speaking, he unconsciously moved his feet together like a little daughter-in-law.

Gu Jincheng played with the empty glass on the table, rubbed his fingertips lightly on the texture of the cup surface, and did not speak for a long time.

The more silent the more terrifying.

The pupils under his thick eyebrows looked like a shadow in Gu Wenjun's eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly at all, as if there was some strong emotion lurking that was about to explode.

Gu Wenjun stood still and didn't dare to ask any more questions. There seemed to be a string in his mind that was about to break.

If it is broken, it is estimated that he will be shot to death.

It is said that the elder brother is like the father, and in the Gu family, the elder brother is better than the father.

Finally, Gu Jincheng spoke.

But it was extremely unexpected, it was not the anger Gu Wenjun thought it was, but a weird and strange calm, even mixed with some kind of sadness.

Gu Jincheng's dark eyes were bottomless and deep, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Wen Jun, your uncle's heart disease is very serious."

Gu Wenjun didn't expect the big brother to say such a thing, he panicked and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry cousin, I didn't mean to choke him, I just... I know uncle is not in good health."

He thought of what Gu Wenyue said in the morning that he would leave when his uncle recovered from his illness, and now he realized that he might not be joking, nor did he mean to say that, it should be the truth.

If that's the case, then he really doesn't need to hate him.

After all, Gu Wenyue didn't offend himself when he went home yesterday.

Gu Jincheng's tone was rather wild: "Him?"

"Brother Wen Yue!"

Gu Wenjun immediately changed his words, "I shouldn't have made Brother Wenyue sad. I will apologize when Brother Wenyue comes back. I hope he can forgive me a lot, and I will never do that to him again... with him Brother Wenyue speaks. I must be very nice. In addition, I will invite Brother Wenyue to have dinner with everyone tomorrow."

He said a long series of words in one breath, his breath was a little unsteady, and finally he said pitifully, "Cousin, don't be angry."

The glass made a crisp sound when it was placed on the table.

Gu Wenjun shrank his neck——

Could he be wrong?

Gu Jincheng stood up, his tall and straight figure made Gu Wenjun, a high school student, feel oppressed by an adult man even if he was separated by a table.

Gu Jincheng walked up to the reckless younger brother step by step, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and exerted some strength: "Before doing things and talking, first think about whether the mess can be sorted out, if not,"

Gu Wenjun himself added the following words: "If I can't clean up the mess, I will shut up. I understand my cousin!"

Gu Jincheng pressed his shoulder and patted him twice: "When apologizing, be sincere."

After speaking, he stepped out of the restaurant.

"Ok!"

Gu Wenjun quietly turned his head to look at his cousin's incomparably burly back, and was relieved when he saw that he had really walked away.

He muttered and complained to Butler Zhang, "Butler Zhang, do you want to tell my cousin everything?"

Butler Zhang still had a paralyzed face with neither sadness nor joy: "Master Wen Jun, I didn't say that from the beginning."

Gu Wenjun pulled away the chair and sat down, stomping his feet angrily: "How did my cousin know?"

Butler Zhang said truthfully: "Your behavior and speech were abnormal during the meal just now. The young master knew it at a glance. He asked me because he cared about you, and I also said because I cared about you and Master Wenyue."

Gu Wenjun looked at the dining table and recalled his suspicious appearance, and there was indeed something there.

He gritted his teeth: "Thank you for your concern!"

Butler Zhang: "It's my job to care about the Gu family."

Gu Wenjun: ...

Forget it, he should first think about how to apologize to Gu Wenyue.

What my cousin said is correct, my uncle is not in good health, if he gets sick again from anger, then his death will not be a pity.

Moreover, Gu Wenyue seems to have changed a lot, let's just talk about Go...

He researched all afternoon and didn't find out why.

Gu Wenjun jumped out of his mind and asked suddenly: "Butler Zhang, can my cousin play Go?"

Butler Zhang hesitated: "I don't know. But the young master is very smart. If you want to learn, it shouldn't be difficult."

Gu Wenjun was so angry that he jumped up from his chair and ran out of the restaurant angrily——

Is he the stupidest of the three brothers now? !

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Gu Wenyue returned home full of wine and food. All the way, he heard Ding Hai say that his performance in "The Brain Is a Good Thing" yesterday was too impressive, causing the program group to focus on him now.

Ding Hai was obviously more excited than Gu Wenyue, he had the feeling of a daughter-in-law becoming a mother-in-law for many years.

Gu Wenyue half leaned in the car seat and lost his mind: Is it okay like this?

I think back then, those actors on the stage had ten years of hard work in one minute on stage and off stage.

To achieve some fame and fortune, is it more than a ten-year boy's work?

After arriving home, Ding Hai parked the car in front of the mansion and saw him yawning drowsily, so he got out of the car and opened the door.

Gu Wenyue stepped out of the co-pilot with his arm around him, and stretched his waist.

The night breeze in the luxury residential area in the middle of the mountain is cool, and the autumn dew is blowing on the face.

Gu Wenyue shuddered, Shi Shiran walked inside.

Ding Hai behind him said: "Brother, I will pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and the filming will start at ten o'clock!"

Gu Wenyue raised his hands lazily, and sighed in his heart: Go out at nine o'clock, that is, get up at 08:30, move more quickly, at least 45:[-].

What kind of life is this?

Isn't he the young master of the Gu family?

Oh, it's fake.

Entering the mansion, the servant bowed his head and said hello.

Gu Wenyue floated in with a yawn, ready to wash up and sleep now.

He lowered his eyes and walked lazily, passing the tea room, flower hall, and living room all the way, and was about to step up the stairs, but he heard a voice not far away.

"Brother Wen Yue..."

There was a bit of grievance in the voice.

Gu Wenyue stood still, digging out his ears, thinking he was hallucinating, and was about to continue walking up.

Gu Wenjun, who was nestled on the sofa, threw away the Chinese textbook in his hand, and reluctantly walked towards the stairs: "Brother Wenyue."

Gu Wenyue leaned on the railing of the stairs, turned around slowly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled with his eyes: "Little cousin, what advice do you have?"

Gu Wenjun stepped forward, with a look of bowing his head and admitting his mistake: "Don't take to heart what I told you in the morning."

Gu Wenyue tapped the railing slightly with his fingers, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued to look at the boy who was about the same height indifferently.

It has to be said that the cousins ​​of the Gu family all inherited the tall genes of their parents.

Needless to say, Gu Jincheng's physique above 1.8 meters [-] can stand out from the crowd anywhere.

Although Gu Wenjun is only 17 years old, he has already jumped to 1.8 meters.

On the other hand, Gu Wenyue, although he is also among the ranks of 1.8 meters, is thin and thin after all, not as strong as his cousins.

Seeing him staring at him like this, Gu Wenjun was afraid that he was still blaming himself, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

"Well...will you have dinner at home tomorrow?"

Gu Wenyue: ...?

Young people really have a childish temper.

Gu Wenyue was slightly distracted, thinking about eating at home, the food was really hard to swallow.

There was a subtle crease between his brows, as if he was struggling.

In Gu Wenjun's eyes, he thought that he was still angry and unwilling to forgive himself, and was thinking about how to be sincere, but he didn't understand Gu Wenyue at all, so he couldn't do anything, his eyes flickered miserably.

Gu Wenyue is not blind, so it is natural to see that he is sincerely apologizing.

It seems that it should be because of a certain cousin.

Gu Wenyue took the initiative to open his arms, hugged the boy in front of him exaggeratedly, patted him on the back softly, and comforted him in turn: "Understood, I didn't get angry with you today, so there is no need to apologize."

Gu Wenjun was stunned.

he……

Gu Wenyue hugged him?

It's still the kind of very generous, hugging and patting like a brother.

Gu Wenjun's brain seems to be filled with cement, it is difficult to think about what's going on?

Gu Wenyue quickly let go of his hand, then smiled, looked over his shoulder at the books on the sofa, and said in relief: "Go to the book, study hard, don't let your uncle and cousin worry about it."

He turned and walked upstairs.

Gu Wenjun: Er... this...

It seems that I really judge the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?

He was full of regrets, especially for provoking brother Wenyue yesterday and this morning.

Gu Wenyue passed the corner of the stairs, and noticed that Gu Wenyue was standing at the bottom of the steps like a stone pillar, out of his mind, or in other words, he was out of his mind, and his expression was extremely complicated.

Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing, his light eyes were like flower petals flying.

Just when he looked up, he noticed a figure standing upright above the stairs.

It was Gu Jincheng with an indifferent face.

Gu Wenyue's bright face happened to be imprinted in his eyes, as well as the pure white cotton sweater that was clean and almost glowing softly, which made him look like a young man.

Gu Wenyue was slightly frightened, but his expression did not change, and he still took the initiative to speak with a smile: "Brother Jin Cheng!"

Three steps and two steps in parallel, he easily stepped in front of Gu Jincheng, he almost jumped and stood firm, "Is father asleep?"

Gu Jincheng finds it difficult to figure out his increasingly natural and familiar state, which is between adaptation and inadaptation.

He replied in a deep voice, "Not yet."

Gu Wenyue walked a little faster, the loose ends of black hair fell down, covering the end of his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were lifted up, he let out a quick breath, and blew the hair ends that were in the way.

The tips of his hair were raised, revealing his wanton and romantic eyebrows and eyes.

Gu Wenyue said: "Then I'll go and say hello to my father, brother Jin Cheng also rest early."

Gu Jincheng saw him walking towards the master bedroom gracefully, without any hesitation at all, and even when facing himself, he did not have the sternness and bluff of the past.

As the white figure entered the master bedroom, the action of blowing his hair appeared in Gu Jincheng's mind, and he looked so relaxed and at ease.

Relax and be at ease.

Gu Jincheng savored these two words carefully, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the palate with force.

It is the most elusive luxury in his life.

Eight thirty the next day.

Gu Wenyue was woken up by the damn phone ringing, he knew it was Ding Hai calling.

This young man who looked like a fighting cock made his teeth itch.

After answering the phone, Gu Wenyue quickly said that he had gotten up, and hung up immediately before Ding Hai could speak.

Throwing away the phone, he bowed and continued to nest in the bed with the warm quilt in his arms.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang again.

Gu Wenyue stared at the phone covetously, his whole body was completely awake, weeping and desperate.

At [-]:[-], Gu Wenyue greeted Gu Chong and went downstairs to the restaurant, where he saw Ding Hai was already sitting in the living room waiting.

Ding Hai jumped up and followed him: "Brother, hurry up!"

Gu Wenyue doesn't like to be angry with strangers when he wakes up, he just keeps silent.

After entering the restaurant, I realized that there was nothing delicious for breakfast, so I asked the little maid Cui Ying to ask for toast, and asked Ding Hai if he wanted any.

Ding Hai smiled and said proudly: "I got up at six o'clock, and I ate already."

Gu Wenyue: ...Maybe you need to stay away from Ding Hai.

Ding Hai sent him to the car, and saw that he was wearing a light yellow hoodie and light gray trousers, with a thin dark gray sweater over his shoulders, and the sleeves of the sweater were tied loosely in front of his chest. He looked more handsome and handsome , the whole body is glowing.

He couldn't help boasting: "Brother, your private server looks really good now."

"Ah."

Gu Wenyue didn't choose clothes at all, he just picked them casually, just according to his old habit.

The autumn sun rising from the east outside the car was dazzling, Gu Wenyue put his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, squinted his eyes while eating toast, so sleepy that he just wanted to take a nap on the big bed.

Ding Hai glanced at him briefly and sighed:

Brother Wen Yue is really like a nobleman in every move and every move. Just eating ordinary bread has the noble temperament of a wealthy young master enjoying top-level food.

The small Hyundai with peeling paint can no longer hold this young master, it should be replaced with a world-class luxury supercar, and the interior has to be made of pure handmade genuine leather to be worthy of his luxury.

Ding Hai thought, after finishing shooting the magazine today, he will continue to help Brother Wenyue with more work, and only after earning money can he change the car!