Wen Yongwang replied cheerfully, "No, absolutely not," and then glanced at the message as if it were a treasure.
Wen Yin leaned closer suspiciously, "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"
Until I saw the chat history,
!!
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 168 He's a real dog!
Because the first person Wen Qi called after turning eighteen was Wen Yongwang, Wen Yin sulked the whole way. It wasn't until Wen Yongwang, caught up in his boasting, finally tried to appease his wife, but it was too late. Wen Yin cruelly left Wen Yongwang to sleep in the study all night.
Every evening when Wen Yunyi passed by Wen Yongwang's study, he would stare at him with a pitying gaze for ten seconds before happily going to chat on the phone with his little boat.
Wen Cheng waited for Wen Qi to finish going over the accounts of the past few days with Shi Jingyin. Her stomach, which she had just filled in the afternoon, was already growling with hunger. She glanced at Wen Qi with a reproachful look, and then Wen Cheng saw in Wen Qi's eyes the same emotion she only showed when she was kissing him.
To have time to think about such things at a time like this is simply animalistic!
Wen Cheng clenched her fist, ready to bite someone, when Shi Jingyin came out of the study right afterward.
"Want to eat out? I'm so tired of the food at home these days, acting here," Shi Jingyin always spoke so directly. Wen Cheng was a little curious about what Shi Jingyin was like when she was pretending to be the eccentric and aloof Mr. Shi.
"It's no different from how he is now, except that he can talk to whomever he wants and who he doesn't want to talk to." Wen Qi, who was walking in front with Wen Cheng, never thought that there was someone pushing a wheelchair behind him, even though he didn't have to push the wheelchair himself.
The three of them chose the most understated car in the neighborhood for dinner, but even the most discreet cars here cost over a million.
The butler drove ahead, and Wen Cheng sat next to Wen Qi. With nothing to do and not wanting to play on his phone, he could only play with Wen Qi's fingers, interlacing them and striking poses, having quite a bit of fun. Wen Qi was used to it and let Wen Cheng do whatever he wanted, while using his free hand to research which type of dish Wen Cheng preferred in the restaurant.
Shi Jingyin silently observed the two of them. He never imagined that Wen Qi would fall in love, let alone that Wen Qi would choose someone so silly.
Wen Qi sensed something and met Shi Jingyin's gaze, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but it was definitely not a smile of goodwill.
"Shi Zhuorui just messaged me, he'll be coming too,"
"Come on then," Shi Jingyin turned his head away, but his slightly pale fingertips betrayed his thoughts.
"He didn't know you were going too,"
"Does President Wen mean I should get out of the car now to avoid embarrassment?" Shi Jingyin asked without any hesitation.
The curly-haired boy suddenly sat up straight. There was gossip! Was this something he could possibly listen to?!
"Should I excuse myself for a moment?" Wen Cheng asked tentatively, feeling that their conversation was about to go too far.
"I'm so sorry, Chengcheng, there are no curtains in this car. I should have driven a bigger one with a curtain. After your boyfriend finished teasing me, I could go back behind the curtain and share the gossip with you."
Wen Cheng was somewhat at a loss for words after hearing that.
Then Wen Qi gently touched his head with his large hand. "Don't be afraid, he was just joking."
Is this a joke? Wen Cheng looked at Shi Jingyin, whose indifferent expression lingered for a moment before he suddenly flashed a very normal smile. "Yes, I was just joking. By the way, I have no blood relation to Shi Zhuorui. I'm just his adopted child. Don't get the wrong idea."
Seeing Shi Jingyin like this, it was hard for Wen Cheng not to have impure thoughts.
He couldn't understand why Qi Ge, who usually took many people and things lightly, could be so ruthless in criticizing a boy—well, someone with similar traits to himself—especially since that boy was injured.
Wen Cheng gave Wen Qi a reproachful look.
Wen Qi:? ? ?
Upon arriving at the restaurant, which was a Chinese restaurant chosen by Shi Jingyin, he explained that he wanted to choose a restaurant where he wouldn't see any bread or steak.
Fortunately, Wen Cheng doesn't struggle with eating at all. She even enjoys the strange Chinese food in the US with great enthusiasm. When a dish of stir-fried shrimp was served, it was perfect for her taste, so Wen Qi became the shrimp peeler. At first, he was a little clumsy, but soon Wen Cheng was peeling shrimp one after another. As soon as she finished chewing one, Wen Qi would bring out the next shrimp.
Shi Jingyin could only eat her single-dog meal in silence, while subconsciously glancing towards the door.
During this time, he inadvertently caught Wen Qi's probing gaze, and with his excellent professional skills, he managed to achieve a state of equal strength with Wen Qi.
"Oops, I'm late," the door to the private room opened, and Shi Zhuorui, still dressed flamboyantly, appeared. However, this time he wasn't alone; he was accompanied by a rather handsome foreign boy with brown hair, blue eyes, and a high, straight nose that made his face even more striking.
The boy wasn't shy at all and greeted them warmly until Shi Zhuorui's gaze fell on Shi Jingyin, at which point his face turned as red as if a paint palette had been spilled, which was quite a sight.
"Shouldn't you be recuperating? What are you doing here?"
Shi Jingyin ignored what Shi Zhuorui said and focused her gaze on the handsome young man, speaking to him in fluent English.
To everyone's surprise, the boy waved his hand and said in Chinese that was better than many foreigners, "You should communicate with me in Chinese. I was born in China and only came to the US to study in the last two years. It's not easy for me to see someone from my own country, and I don't want to communicate with them in awkward English!"
The boy's honesty and open-mindedness made him hard to dislike, but strangely, there wasn't a hint of a smile in Shi Jingyin's eyes.
"No wonder my brother likes you. His spoken English isn't good. Even after all these years abroad, he still can't speak it well. So, what kind of boyfriend is he?" Shi Jingyin's direct and bold question made the boy blush.
Since the majority of people abroad are Caucasian, the blushing cheeks only added to her shyness.
“My name is Kenny. My mentor and I are just good friends. He knows a lot of things and is very capable. I’m very happy to be his friend,” Kenny said sincerely.
Shi Jingyin burst out laughing. "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Shi's younger brother, Shi Zhuorui. Why don't you call me Brother Zhuorui from now on? Otherwise, it's not fair to me. How can we use the same surname? We won't know who's who when we eat and chat later."
Kenny knew from China that calling someone by their last two names was only allowed after the relationship had reached a certain level, and even then, only with their consent.
Kenny, his cheeks flushed, looked at Shi Zhuorui, then was startled by Shi Zhuorui's unpleasant expression.
"Um, Master Zhuo, what's wrong?"
"Let's not eat anymore, let's go!" Shi Zhuorui, hands in his pockets, was about to leave, even ignoring Wen Qi.
"The trial is tomorrow, what are you getting so angry about?" Wen Qi called out to Shi Zhuorui, adopting his usual stern tone.
Wen Cheng finished a large duck leg, then silently looked at Shi Jingyin. The man who had just been so sharp-tongued was now pale as a sheet, even with Shi Zhuorui's back to her. It was as if he had been putting on a brave face the whole time.
Wen Cheng was helpless and could only silently pour Shi Jingyin a glass of orange juice. After all, replenishing sugar could prevent hypoglycemia, and more importantly, she felt that he was about to faint at any moment.
"Teacher, didn't you say you wanted to eat Chinese food? This is the only Chinese restaurant around here. We just finished our experiment, so let's grab something to eat before we go."
"An experiment?" Wen Qi countered.
Kenny turned around, his eyes shining. "Professor came to my school today. I was having trouble with an experiment. Professor is really amazing. He only minored in it in college, but he has a better understanding than someone like me who majored in it!"
Wen Cheng smacked his lips a few times on the braised pork ribs, but somehow it tasted a bit like tea.
Shi Zhuorui felt a pang of discomfort at Kenny's praise. He turned around and looked at Shi Jingyin while Kenny was talking about him. Shi Jingyin was calmly drinking the orange juice Wen Chengdao had given him, his face showing no sign of displeasure.
Shi Zhuorui suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
But thinking about tomorrow, he still chose to sit down.
"What are your plans for tomorrow's schedule?" Shi Zhuorui asked, sounding disgruntled.
Wen Qi snorted, "I've sent it to your phone. Go back and read it before you reply to me."
So you never intended to say it here!
Shi Zhuorui suddenly wanted to leave again.
During dinner, Wen Cheng, who was usually very lively, ate her rice without saying a word, and Wen Qi was even quieter. Shi Jingyin, who usually talked the most with Shi Zhuorui, also suddenly became quiet, just shoveling rice into her mouth. The most active one was actually Kenny, an outsider who had just joined them.
Moreover, half of his conversations revolved around Shi Zhuorui.
This made Shi Zhuorui suddenly regret bringing this person along tonight.
Originally, he only intended to provoke Wen Qi, this dog who had just found a girlfriend and kept openly and subtly showing off to him, but...
After finally getting a break while Kenny ate, Shi Zhuorui seized the opportunity to say, "Don't just eat rice, have some vegetables. You're recovering from your injury and need to nourish yourself. Drink some soup too."
As Shi Zhuorui spoke, he subconsciously picked up a soup spoon to scoop soup for Shi Jingyin.
Shi Jingyin simply and indifferently moved her bowl away.
"I just took my medicine before I left, so I don't have much of an appetite. You can eat it yourself, brother."
That's utter nonsense! Wen Cheng felt a pang of sadness, as if she were watching a melodramatic love story!
Wen Cheng angrily communicated with her partner through her eyes: He's such a jerk!
Wen Qi easily received Wen Cheng's message and could answer with a single glance without even thinking: He always has been.
After the meal, Wen Cheng was only satisfied with his mouth, but not with his heart. The key was that they were going to board the plane back that night, and he felt a little annoyed when he thought about what happened during the meal. Although he knew that Shi Zhuorui, that unlucky guy, really didn't expect Shi Jingyin to come.
"I'm leaving now, I won't see you off," Shi Jingyin said, pushing her wheelchair out. Her exhaustion was clearly visible.
Before Wen Cheng could even get into the car, a black Maybach pulled up in front of them.
"Let's go, I'll take you home. You two should send me a message after you get off the plane," Shi Zhuorui said, rolling down the car window and looking at Shi Jingyin with a hint of caution in his eyes.
Wen Cheng seemed to be giving Shi Jingyin a meaningful look.
"Are your eyes bothered?"
Author's Note:
Goodnight, I worked too late tonight, so I can only post this at midnight. Sorry, my little darlings~
Chapter 169 Trouble
They belong to the type who are extremely bad at reading facial expressions.
Wen Cheng could only cough violently to relieve the embarrassment of meddling in other people's business!
Wen Qi grabbed Wen Cheng's hand to stop her, saying there was no need to strain his voice for these two idiots.
"You should go back too. Just leave things here to Jingyin." Wen Qi didn't give Shi Zhuorui any chance. He could tease Shi Zhuorui without reservation when he was with Shi Jingyin, but he was also very protective of Shi Zhuorui.
“Ah Qi, I’ve been the manager of this company all these years. Master, how could my brother be as good as me?”
Shi Zhuorui's ever-present smiling face vanished, but it was clear that resisting Wen Qi would yield no good results, so he could only shift his gaze to Shi Jingyin.
"Hey, Sel, I'm out. Come pick me up."
They've already figured out exactly what they're doing.
Wen Cheng automatically fell silent, determined not to get involved in their emotional strife this time.
Shi Zhuorui was still somewhat annoyed when Wen Qi forcibly took him away. Wen Cheng sat in the back seat and subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror in front of her. Shi Jingyin crossed her arms on her lap and silently watched them leave. This feeling inexplicably made her feel lonely.
It was already 8 p.m. when we boarded the plane. Wen Cheng had exhausted all her last bit of energy and lay down in the first-class seat, feeling like she could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
But Wen Cheng stubbornly insisted on holding on a little longer, then looked at her boyfriend beside her.