Wen Cheng felt a little embarrassed by his gaze. "Brother Qi, eat up, this is my lovingly prepared dinner!"
"Is your lovingly prepared dinner just meant to show me the disparity between people?"
"I prepared food strictly according to the amount for both of us!" Wen Cheng said truthfully!
Wen Qi looked at Wen Cheng speechlessly, who seemed to take it all for granted. Despite her crispy skin, she could still eat so much.
As Wen Cheng was speaking, she suddenly remembered something, ran into the kitchen, and returned about a minute later with a glass of milk and a glass of orange juice.
Wen Qi's heart skipped a beat, and the idea of making Wen Cheng eat less came to an abrupt halt.
Just eat it. At most, ask the doctor next time if there will be any problems with eating it this way, and then adjust it gradually.
One evening, the two of them ate two bowls of noodles with great relish.
Wen Qi was once again struck by how amazing Wen Cheng's culinary skills were. A simple bowl of chicken noodle soup was completely transformed in her hands; the noodles had the perfect chewiness, the ham was fried to a crispy perfection, and the eggs were seasoned just right.
Wen Qi didn't say anything on the surface, but he was very satisfied in his heart. Moreover, this was the first time that Wen Cheng had prepared food just for him.
While huffing and puffing as she ate, Wen Cheng occasionally looked up and saw Wen Qi's lips slightly curved upwards. She couldn't help but sigh that Brother Qi was so easily satisfied, unlike him, who would sneak off to his room to nibble on some of his hidden snacks after finishing this bowl of noodles.
......
The next morning, Wen Cheng got up early to prepare breakfast with Aunt Li. Aunt Li had brought him his favorite scallion pancakes. Actually, his parents didn't like fried food from outside, but Wen Cheng was different. He had grown up eating these and missed them terribly if he didn't have them for a while. However, he was at work with Brother Qi during the day, went upstairs to eat with Brother Qi at noon, and rode back in Brother Qi's car in the evening. He simply didn't have a chance to eat them.
Wen Cheng had no choice but to place her only hope on Aunt Li, who went to the morning market every day.
Wen Cheng was well-behaved and sweet-talking, and always helped with housework. Aunt Li naturally doted on Wen Cheng the most in the family. Unable to resist his three minutes of pleading, she agreed to bring him scallion pancakes twice a week.
Wen Cheng was munching on a crispy scallion pancake when she watched Aunt Li prepare radish and chicken porridge. Breakfast was simple today; Wen Cheng helped chop the side dishes and then rested. But just as she was finishing the last bite of the scallion pancake, an uninvited guest opened the kitchen door.
Wen Cheng and Aunt Li instantly looked at the door with guilty expressions, as if they had been caught red-handed.
It was Wen Qi who went out for a run at this time every day.
Wen Qi could tell from Wen Cheng's greasy mouth that Aunt Li had given this glutton special treatment again.
"Warm orange,"
"Mmm, here." Wen Cheng chewed frantically, like a rabbit, trying to destroy the evidence.
“I can smell the aroma of scallion pancakes,” Wen Qi said to Wen Cheng with a look that seemed to say, “Do you think I’m stupid?”
Wen Cheng smiled guiltily, while remembering to take responsibility for her actions, "It was what I wanted to eat, it has nothing to do with Aunt Li!"
Aunt Li felt sorry for Wen Cheng looking at her obedient appearance; it was truly heartbreaking to let Wen Cheng bear this alone. Just as she was about to explain something, Wen Qi raised his hand to indicate that he was alright.
"Just don't let Auntie see it. It's okay to eat it once or twice."
Wen Qi was relatively open-minded. After all, there were hundreds of people at the company headquarters, more than 80% of whom were young people. He didn't believe that those people were just staying at home and cooking. They were all doing just fine. Besides, looking at Wen Cheng's constitution, he didn't think a scallion pancake could do anything to him.
Wen Cheng looked at Qi Ge with emotion. If that's the case, does it mean that he's not far from getting fried chicken freedom?
Before he could even catch his breath, Wen Qi announced some terrible news: "You promised to come running with me, you little rascal."
Wen Cheng was so frightened that her curly hair almost stood on end. She quickly squinted her eyes, trying to get away with being cute.
Wen Qi didn't indulge him either.
"If you don't run away, I'll tell Auntie you stole the scallion pancakes," Wen Qi's face practically screamed "despicable!"
Wen Cheng's legs are sore all day; she has no energy left to go for a run.
"tomorrow,"
"Today, right now!" Qi Ge's unreasonable and domineering manner left Wen Cheng speechless.
Wen Cheng followed Wen Qi out with a long face, her expression heavy. She could still vaguely hear Aunt Li's encouraging voice.
Wen Cheng secretly decided that she would definitely treat herself to a chicken leg after this escape; one wasn't enough, she had to have a whole box!
On a late summer morning, the air was at its freshest and coolest. Wen Qi, dressed in a white tracksuit with his hair loose, looked several years younger than usual. His long legs moved steadily in a crisscrossing motion as he ran. About fifty meters behind him followed Wen Cheng, who was panting heavily and looked somewhat dejected.
Wen Qi frowned and slowed his pace, waiting for a minute and a half before seeing Wen Cheng catch up.
"You've only run 800 meters, Wen Cheng." Wen Qi's tone was like he was scolding a company employee.
Wen Cheng's curly hair didn't even have the energy to sway in the wind; it just lazily tossed a little bit up at Wen Qi to express its dissatisfaction.
"Brother Qi, don't worry about me, you go. I don't want my weakness to hinder your progress!"
......
You're exhausted. I think you're quite the actor.
"Hey, Mr. Wen, taking your little brother out for a run today? Oh, no, I mean, going for a run with your little brother today? You two seem to have a great relationship!" A balding middle-aged man walked by, greeted Wen Qi warmly, and then quickly left them two hundred meters behind.
Wen Cheng was stunned for a moment, then cried out with tears in her eyes, "Brother Qi, he insulted me!"
Wen Cheng looked like he needed his brother to help him regain his dignity.
Wen Qi stared at Wen Cheng for two seconds before slowly asking, "His family owns a gold mine. Are you still going?"
Wen Cheng lowered her head shyly, "Brother Qi, I didn't say anything just now~"
Wen Cheng's bowed head earned her a sneer from Wen Qi.
In the end, because he had a child to take care of, Wen Qi didn't even finish a quarter of the usual distance before turning back home.
On the way home, Wen Cheng thoughtfully reminded him, "Brother Qi, with me by your side, you won't be able to truly unleash your full potential, will you?" The implication was quite clear.
Wen Qi snorted, "I'm the kind of person who gets stronger with each setback."
......
Back home, Wen Yongwang and Wen Yin were waiting for them at the dining table. After Wen Cheng and Wen Qi changed their clothes, the family officially started eating, except that Wen Yunyi was not with them this time.
"Huh? Where's my little brother?"
Wen Yin was a little surprised. "Chengcheng, didn't Yiyi tell you? He didn't come back last night. He said he's been too busy with work lately, so he moved into an apartment near the company. Sigh, this kid, he's so busy, and he still has to live outside. I wonder if he's eating well."
Wen Yongwang's attitude was completely opposite to Wen Yin's: "This is the child's own choice, and it also proves that he is responsible for his work. He is an adult, would he let himself not eat well?"
Wen Cheng was shocked. Her first thought was, what exactly did Brother Qi say to that little green tea girl that made him leave the house overnight?
He tilted his head to look at Wen Qi's reaction, but there was no reaction.
Wen Cheng sighed, suddenly feeling a sense of loneliness as if she had been kicked out of the group.
Wenyi was still worried. Although Yiyi wasn't her biological child, she had raised her with great care for twenty years. How could she just relax and let go of her worries?
"Sigh, Lao Wen, I'm still worried. This is the first time this child has moved out, and he hasn't said how long he'll stay. How about this, I'll go and ask him myself after he gets off work today." Wen Yin's worried expression showed just how much she doted on Wen Yunyi.
That makes sense, considering it's been raised for twenty years.
Wen Cheng buried his head in his porridge, not daring to make a sound. This was a chessboard set up by Brother Qi, and he absolutely dared not move unless he was told to.
At this moment, the calmest person in the family was Wen Qi. Wen Yongwang had originally wanted to persuade his wife, but Wen Qi interrupted him.
“Auntie, Wen Yunyi has to grow up eventually; he’s already twenty-four this year.” Wen Qi’s words left no room for argument.
Wen Yin's words caught in her throat. Wen Qi hadn't finished speaking, but she understood the general meaning: he blamed her for spoiling him too much. This was the first time in over twenty years that Wen Qi had said such a thing. Her eldest son was never one to cause trouble for no reason; he always had his reasons, and they were usually right.
She had always felt that it was okay to spoil Wen Yunyi as the youngest son, and no one had ever said anything bad about her to her face.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly froze.
Author's Note:
Thank you everyone for your support~ *kiss*
Chapter 49 I'm angry!
In this heavy atmosphere, Wen Cheng first glanced at her mother's face, then quickly glanced at Brother Qi.
One was surprised, the other was serious.
Wen Cheng swallowed hard, wanting to continue drinking her porridge as if she were invisible.
Finally, Wen's father, who hadn't said much, spoke up. He was a seasoned businessman and had seen it all. "Qiqi, what exactly happened?" His words carried the full weight of a father's authority.
Wen Cheng was extremely surprised. Was Qi-ge now going against her parents? Wen Cheng's lips moved, and just as she was about to explain, Wen Qi's hand, which was on the table, gently pressed down on Wen Cheng's left hand. The warm, dry touch immediately calmed Wen Cheng down. Then Wen Qi continued:
“I think we should wait for Yunyi to come back and explain things clearly. Then your aunt and uncle will understand. It’s not the big deal you’re thinking of,” Wen Qi assured Wen Yunyi of his safety.
Wen Yin's eyes still showed worry.
Wen Yongwang also stared at Wen Qi silently for a long time.
Finally, Wen Yongwang said with a smile, "Alright, I believe my son can handle it. Just don't blame me for asking too many questions when Yiyi comes back and is willing to explain. After all, all three of you are equally important to me."
In this conversation, he agreed with Wen Qi's choice, while also stating his own position.
Wen Yin finally nodded, though her eyes still betrayed her worry.
Wen Cheng witnessed Qi Ge's strength once again; if he wanted to do something, nothing was impossible.
After breakfast, the father and his two sons set off for work. This time, the whole family had tacitly agreed that Wen Cheng wouldn't need to drive his old, beat-up car anymore.
"Chengcheng, want to ride in Daddy's car?" Wen Yongwang is a father who keeps up with the times; he's currently driving the latest Ferrari supercar, which only has two seats.
Wen Qi remained silent, but his gaze fell upon Wen Cheng.
Wen Cheng took out his car keys and made a third choice. He first shook his head at his father, "Dad, I need to drive to the company today and lend the car to my colleague."
Although Wen Yongwang was disappointed, he expressed his understanding. He came over, ruffled Wen Cheng's hair, and left. Afterwards, Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qi, her bright eyes seeming to signal him to hurry up and pat her head, or she would be late for work.
A gentle light flashed in Wen Qi's eyes. He put the car keys back into his pocket and ruffled Wen Cheng's curly hair with his other hand. "Let's go. I gave you a ride last time, it's your turn this time."
Wen Cheng was immediately amazed, thinking to himself that as expected of Brother Qi, he always managed to gain some advantage in these kinds of competitions. But the key point was that the little green car that Brother Qi had discriminated against just a few days ago was now going to be ridden in by him.
Wen Cheng couldn't help but feel smug, and in a particularly chauvinistic manner, she opened the passenger door for Wen Qi.
"Fasten your seatbelts!" Wen Cheng took out her keys and started her car.
The smile on Wen Qi's lips did not fade.
Wen Cheng drove fairly steadily, and while watching the scenery recede into the distance, Wen Qi wasn't idle either: "Aren't you going to ask me anything? I've noticed you're usually quite curious about the things around you?"
Wen Cheng kept her eyes fixed straight ahead, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Qi, can I ask about this too?"
"Why can't I ask about you?" Wen Qi's tone was very calm.
Wen Cheng swallowed hard. "Then, why did Wen Yunyi move out?" Wen Cheng felt quite uneasy about this.