【ABO】Toffee Omega is too sweet to foul

[Toffee is not as sweet as me]: Don't be angry, Brother Yan.

Chi Wenjing waited until he fell asleep in a daze, and the first time he opened his eyes, he clicked on the chat record between the two of them.

But it still stayed at the last one he sent.

Obviously received but no reply.

Seems really angry.

Chi Wenjing buried his head under the blanket again in a sullen mood, and when he was thinking about what to do, a phone rang next to him, ruining the beauty of the whole weekend.

Seeing the caller ID, Chi Wenjing was extremely irritable, and didn't pick up the phone until it was about to hang up.

"Little beauty." An old voice came from the other end of the phone.

Although it was a phone call that disgusted him, the old man on the other end was what Chi Wenjing was most worried about. He softened his tone: "Grandma, it's me, Xiaojing."

"You lied again, you are Lin Xiaomei." The old man persistently corrected Chi Wenjing.

When the mother died back then, the entire Chi family was indifferent, and only grandma stood up, but the old man who was over [-] years old quit power early, so there is no opponent for those people.

After he was kicked out of Chi's house, he was overly sad and suffered from Alzheimer's disease.

Chi Wenjing knew that the old man had never accepted the fact of his mother's death in his heart, so he always confused him with his mother, so he smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's me, grandma says I am what I am."

"Little beauty Lin, you..."

Halfway through the old man's speech, an impatient female voice interrupted her.

"Let you ask him when he will come back, why is he talking so much nonsense."

"Oh, yes, Lin Xiaomei, remember to bring your mother back when you come back, grandma misses you."

This made the woman on the other end even more irritable: "Who told you to say this? Go away, and bring the phone."

"Chi Wenjing, have you received the news?" Apparently there was a change, the old lady's voice changed into a shrill female voice.

Chi Wenjing's peachy eyes were suddenly covered with dark clouds, and he spoke again in a distant and impolite tone: "Next time you have something to call directly and send an old man to come forward, are you not afraid of my joke?"

"What are you! Chi Wenjing, let me tell you not to be too ignorant. If your dad hadn't asked you for something, who would want to send you a message?"

The woman's scolding kept coming, and Chi Wenjing hung up the phone directly.

As early as when he answered the phone call, Chi Wenjing knew that he had to step out of this door today.

After getting up and changing clothes quickly, he took a taxi directly to Chi's house.

Chi Wenjing hasn't set foot here for half a year, and the cozy hut where he lived for 12 years has become a place where he is walking on thin ice.

The beautiful scene here has become a frozen picture long after the mother died and was buried with her.

The door of the villa was wide open, probably expecting Chi Wenjing to come.

Sure enough, just after he stepped into the door, there was a sneer from the living room: "Yo, I thought you weren't coming."

The woman on the sofa was still lighting a cigarette. Not only did the years not leave any marks on her face, but the mature charm revealed in the precipitation was enough to make all men drop the bottom line.

Chi Xiong is one of them.

"Where's grandma?" Chi Wenjing cut to the point.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, if you had a better attitude on the phone just now, maybe you wouldn't have thought of taking her to treatment a few minutes ago." Ming Hong smiled and pinched out the eyes in his hand: "Why? Don't use this If you look at me that way, I'll send her to treatment, shouldn't you feel more at ease?"

Chi Wenjing stood quietly in front of the woman, his clear peach blossom eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of haze, and no one could clearly see the emotions inside.

Ming Hong felt bored without the rage he had imagined, and when the figure on the second floor approached, his face was stained with a smile again, and his tone changed a lot: "Sit down, it's rare to go home, the whole family sit together , have a meal."

As soon as the words fell, Chi Wenjing heard a voice behind him: "Come?"

The middle-aged man walked down from the second floor slowly in his nightgown. Although he was dressed casually, the aura on his body was not difficult to see the vigorous and vigorous appearance when he was young.

"Since everyone is here, let's sit down and have a meal together." Chi Xiong said.

This tone of wanting the other party to stay is completely different from the previous attitude of driving people out of the house.

Chi Wenjing sneered in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curved up, as if he didn't see the two people in front of him, he went to the restaurant and sat down:

"It just so happens that I'm hungry too."

Move your chopsticks directly and eat as if no one else is around.

This impolite appearance fell into Chi Xiong's eyes, and he became even more disgusted.

In the past, he also raised this eldest son as his successor, but that was under the premise that he would differentiate into an alpha.

Obviously, all the doctors tested have a close to 100% chance of differentiation into alpha, who would have thought that it would suddenly differentiate into beta ten years ago without warning.

Not to mention that beta doesn't have the ability of alpha, just the fact that alpha and omega have such a big scandal with beta is enough to make Chi Xiong unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

After the death of his first wife, he also felt a little guilty, but after seeing Chi Wenjing, who became more and more rebellious, he realized how correct the decision to kick him out of the house was.

With such dead virtue, what can be done.

"Who told you to call him back." Ming Hong was also an eyesore.

Chi Wenjing didn't seem to notice the whispers of the two, and comfortably put food in his own bowl until the two sat down at the same time.

"I've been studying hard recently, so eat more." Chi Xiong said softly after taking his seat.

His chin has the long beard that foreigners like to grow, and his glasses perfectly cover up the light under his eyes, making him look like a loving father.

If you didn't say the purpose of calling people back this time.

"I heard that your new professor is Shi Huaiyan, the heir of the Shi family?"

Chi Wenjing paused the hand holding the chopsticks, a sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "I don't know."

Ming Hong couldn't understand Chi Xiong's beating around the bush, so he went straight to the point: "Whether you know it or not, how many people in the Shi family want to meet and can't meet each other. Now that you are your professor, a smart person should know how to get close to the water. to grasp."

Chi Wenjing chuckled, "Then maybe you don't know, he was late for a class once and he was treated as an absenteeism. Unfortunately, I chose my bed."

"You!" Ming Hong had never seen such a bad person, but he was able to say everything to death.

Hearing this, Chi Xiong next to him couldn't help but uttered: "No matter what you do outside, you still represent the Chi family. You are shameless, and the Chi family wants more."

"You can rest assured about this." Chi Wenjing stopped his chopsticks and looked at the man opposite: "No one will know that I am not from the Chi family."

"You!" Chi Xiong looked at the man whose feet were erected, his face turned blue with anger, but thinking of the purpose of calling him back today, he still held back his anger.

Being rebuilt does not mean leaving A University.

As long as you are a major, you still have a chance.

Seeing someone pour water into his glass, Chi Xiong took advantage of the situation to warm up the atmosphere: "Pour it for your mother too."

'boom'--

The kettle that was originally held by Chi Wenjing fell on the table, and boiling water splashed all over the table.

Ming Hong, who was almost splashed, exclaimed, "You did it on purpose!"

"Hand slippery." Chi Wenjing put the kettle back calmly, raised his eyes to look at the 'Mom' that Chi Xiong said, and suddenly lowered his eyebrows, "I'm sorry, my mother is dead, this water can't be poured .”