Wen Cheng then realized that today really was a holiday. So that's why Brother Qi was in such a hurry to go back and spend the holiday with them.
The anxiety that had been troubling Wen Cheng instantly lessened by half. So what if she wasn't close to anyone? As long as she wholeheartedly cared for a few people, that was enough.
Wen Cheng spoke kindly to her grandfather for a while, and her grandfather was amused and smiled broadly. He even scolded her father on her behalf, saying, "Your child is working hard outside, how can you be so insensible!"
Speechless and cornered, Wen Yongwang could only flee the BB field between the grandfather and grandson.
Wen Cheng stared at her grandfather expectantly. Once he finally finished the previous topic, she casually asked, "Grandpa, what's Qi-ge doing?"
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 89 I'll Leave One for You
Grandpa Wen didn't suspect anything amiss between the two. He casually shifted the camera to show the tall, burly Qi, wearing a white apron, making mooncakes with Wen Yin.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Before Grandpa could even remind him, Wen Qi instinctively looked up at Wen Cheng. It seemed as if everything in Wen Cheng's world had become much gentler when Wen Cheng was around.
"Brother," Wen Cheng called out. Even though it had only been a day since he left, Wen Cheng missed him terribly.
Although a cell phone is a communication tool, Wen Cheng felt that it was an obstacle at this moment. Could it be that a miracle would happen and she could break the cell phone so that Brother Qi would appear by her side again?
"Staring at me—why? Craving mooncakes?" Wen Qi's tone was exactly the same as his usual tone at home. Wen Cheng snapped out of her reverie at this subtle reminder. Right, they were in a secret relationship; they couldn't let their family know about their affair.
"Yes, right now I'm on a snow-capped mountain at an altitude of four thousand meters, and I can't even get anything to eat." Wen Cheng's expression turned very pitiful.
Wen Qi laughed without any sympathy, but then said, "If you can come back before the mooncakes expire, you can still eat one."
Doesn't this sound like she's urging her husband to come home early? Wen Cheng's heart pounded; she felt that Brother Qi had become incredibly charming since he started dating.
"Then save it for me, I want to eat the one you made, Brother Qi." Wen Cheng curled her hand that wasn't holding the phone, feeling like she wanted to flirt openly right now.
Wen Qi chuckled softly in her ear, and Wen Cheng's ears burned.
Afterwards, Wen Cheng chatted briefly with the other family members. Just as she was about to hang up, she suddenly remembered today's holiday and wondered if Wen Yunyi would video call his family, so she simply shook her feet, slipped on her big cotton shoes instead of socks, and slapped them onto Wen Yunyi's feet.
By this time, the crew had moved to a higher latitude location to film, about 200 meters away from Wen Cheng's position. The slope was steep, and Wen Cheng was panting heavily from running.
Wen Cheng's family vaguely knew what she was going to do, and they all crowded in front of the camera. This time, Wen Qi didn't fight with his parents for a seat; after all, he had already seen the person he most wanted to see.
Wen Yunyi was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, his hands tucked into the opposite sleeves, and a gray hat. The hat, which was originally quite stylish, was now pulled tightly over his ears because he was afraid of the cold, making him look like a landlord's silly son.
"Wen Yunyi, come here!" In order not to reveal Wen Cheng's true identity, Wen Cheng called out from a distance of five meters from Wen Yunyi.
Wen Yunyi glanced at him unhappily, but still came over to give him face.
"It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today, aren't you going to say hello to your parents?" Wen Cheng pointed at her phone, not immediately pointing it at Wen Yunyi, as she respected his personal feelings.
Wen Yunyi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly called out "Wait a minute," quickly took his hand out of his sleeve, pulled his hat back to its original position, took out his new phone to check his face, and only relaxed a little after confirming that it was correct, indicating that Wen Cheng could hand over the camera.
Upon seeing his family whom he hadn't seen for months, Wen Yunyi's first reaction was to have tears well up in his eyes, but he didn't want to appear so embarrassing, so he felt he needed to leave the camera for a while...
The family members noticed it too, but they kept quiet. They understood that their family was undergoing a subtle reshuffling, and for the sake of the family, everyone should do what they should do and uphold the bottom line they should protect.
Wen Yunyi pretended to cough and returned to the camera. His eyes and nose were still red, and he saw his grandfather whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Mom and Dad, Grandpa, Big Brother." Wen Yunyi smiled his most sincere smile.
Wen Yongwang smiled wryly. Wen Yin wanted to say something but held back, only looking at her two sons with great tenderness.
Only Grandpa didn't need to worry about anything. He stared at Wen Yunyi for a while before saying, "You've lost weight."
Wen Yunyi couldn't hold back his tears and they fell. All the reflections, grievances, regrets, and struggles of the past few days seemed to be healed all over again by these words.
"But they've grown up too," Grandpa Wen added immediately.
Wen Yunyi was completely overwhelmed and hasn't recovered even after filming ended today.
It turns out that Grandpa knew everything, but he just wouldn't say it easily. The old man understood it very well.
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Today is a holiday, so the filming crew deliberately ended shooting early and went to a decent hotel for dinner. People from all over the country gathered together to ward off the melancholy brought on by not being able to go home for the holiday.
Wen Cheng knew exactly what kind of person she would be after drinking, so she insisted on not drinking a drop.
Wen Yunyi was quite different from him in this respect. Because of his grandfather's two sentences today, he drank a bottle of red wine, half a bottle of white wine, and several beers at the banquet. He barely ate any food and was full from the alcohol.
After the party ended, half the table was occupied by drunkards. As Wen Yunyi's adopted older brother, Wen Cheng naturally took on the responsibility of moving him around.
The car that had been called happened to have only Wen Cheng and Wen Yunyi left. Surprisingly, Xie Nianyu, who had always been very composed, was drunk today. As soon as the party ended, he stood up and fell to the ground. Yan Luan caught him, and then Yan Luan and Xie Nianyu got into the last car and left.
Wen Cheng called another driver to take the person away.
But the awkward part was yet to come. When Wen Yunyi got drunk, he didn't vomit or make a scene, but he would cry, crying with tears streaming down his face, feeling like he was the heartless man who had bullied him.
"You have no idea how devastated I felt the day you came back. I was thinking, is God playing a joke on me, or have I been too happy all these years, and God sent you to torment me?" Wen Yunyi cried and sniffled, successfully attracting the attention of the driver in front, who silently glanced at Wen Cheng with a reproachful look in the rearview mirror.
"Hey, Master, it's not what you think! He's my brother!" Wen Cheng tried her best to explain the truth, but she felt that explaining only made things more confusing.
Wen Cheng felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, but the culprit was completely oblivious to his own problem and continued rambling on and on.
"Let's begin. I'm still hesitant. After all, no matter how I look at it, I'm in the wrong. I stole your happiness for over twenty years. If I'm kicked out, I deserve it. But, you know what, Wen Cheng, I'm also a little unwilling. Why? Did I have superpowers when I was born and then throw you out of the Wen family's crib? What did I do wrong? I've called you Mom and Dad for over twenty years, but when I was twenty-four, everyone laughed at me. Ah, Wen Yunyi, so proud, so arrogant. Look, you're not even a child of the Wen family anymore. What are you pretending for? I was so angry then. What are they? Good-for-nothings, unambitious, just endlessly squandering their parents' money. And me? I worked so hard, striving to be as mediocre as possible under my older brother's glory, studying and working tirelessly, always aiming for the best. But in the end, I'll owe someone a debt of gratitude I can never repay in this way."
Wen Cheng gradually listened, overcoming her initial awkwardness. As the saying goes, "When drunk, one speaks the truth," and these were Wen Yunyi's honest thoughts.
That wasn't all; Wen Yunyi let out a burp and continued.
"However, what makes me feel less pain is that you came back with hatred. From the beginning, you didn't intend to leave me a way out. You wanted to drive me away and completely sever ties with this family. This made me feel much less guilty. Later on, I even became twisted and started to confront you at every turn. I think this is good too. When the two of us are fighting, my guilt won't be so intense."
As Wen Yunyi spoke, it seemed as if all his strength had been suddenly drained away.
She murmured softly, "Mingming, you were doing so well then. Why did you stop competing with me later on? You're always acting silly and lazy, with no competitive spirit at all. And you didn't even try to kick me out."
Hearing Wen Yunyi's regretful tone, Wen Cheng sensed a hint of masochism in him. In the end, it was my lazy nature that drove you crazy. Well, I'm really sorry.
Wen Cheng patted Wen Yunyi on the shoulder, "Don't think so much. Isn't everything fine now? What's the point of fighting all the time?"
Wen Yunyi didn't know how much he had taken in, but when he finally got out of the car, he asked, "Are we home yet?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Cheng was overwhelmed with emotion. She carried Wen Yunyi by one arm and got out of the car.
"We're home, we're home. Mom even made your favorite food, but you have to take a nap first," Wen Cheng said.
"Then I'll go to sleep obediently." Wen Yunyi took this to heart, and when he relaxed, he almost pushed Wen Cheng to the floor.
Wen Cheng had read countless novels, and most of these stories about real and fake young masters in wealthy families involved fierce battles, with the protagonist always emerging victorious. However, after seeing these stories applied to real life, he discovered that many things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
Some people may seem nice, but they may also have darkness in their hearts.
Some people may seem shrewish, but deep down they hold someone they want to protect for a lifetime.
Some people may look cold and aloof, but their hearts are warmer than anyone else's.
People always have two sides. When Wen Yunyi is being ruthless, he makes people speechless and grit their teeth. But when he's being vulnerable, he makes people feel sorry for him. Does he seem so vicious?
After finally getting Wen Yunyi back to his room,
Wen Cheng, panting, went to the bathroom to take a shower. When she came out and checked her phone, she found that she had several missed calls, all from the same person.
Wen Cheng happily lay down on the lounge chair on the outdoor balcony and made a video call.
The call connected quickly. Wen Qi seemed to be standing on the balcony as well, looking at Wen Cheng's dripping hair and asking, "Did you just take a shower?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Have you applied the medicine?"
“…Just now, I applied it.” Wen Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.
“That means it wasn’t applied,” the voice on the other end of the phone said confidently.
Wen Cheng launched a coquettish offensive: "Oh, Brother Qi, I'll be there in a bit. This is our first time celebrating the holiday over the phone, don't be so unromantic!" In her first relationship, Wen Cheng was trying to present herself as a know-it-all, a tactic that successfully earned her a cold, unforgiving sneer from him.
Despite the reprimands, Wen Qi still fell for Wen Cheng's charm.
Wen Cheng lay half-reclined on her pajamas, the rocking chair creaking and groaning, her eyes reflecting a galaxy of stars.
"Brother Qi, go outside and look, the moon is so beautiful tonight!" Wen Cheng hadn't sat down to appreciate the night sky in a long time.
Wen Qi originally wanted to say that it was enough for him to just look at Wen Cheng, because he could tell from the starry sky in Wen Cheng's eyes how beautiful the scenery Wen Cheng was seeing was. However, in order to make her boyfriend happy, Wen Qi still put down a bunch of work and went out.
"Yes, the moonlight is beautiful tonight."
His cool, clear voice uttered a phrase that had gone viral online. It was a phrase that you could hear five or six times a week, but when Wen Qi said it, it seemed to have a completely different meaning.
Author's Note:
Good night~
Chapter 90 You peripheral product
Not long ago, Wen Cheng never even imagined that she would like someone so much, so much that she felt she couldn't live without him for a moment. Although he was mostly reserved and restrained, giving her enough space to see higher and farther, even if the sky was clear and the spring breeze was gentle, and there were enough conditions for her to see a wider world, Wen Cheng would rather struggle to hold onto the kite string and fly against the wind to his side.
This is probably what it means to be completely trapped.
"Brother Qi, can you tell me about your past?" Wen Cheng asked, her mind still replaying the conversation from this morning.
Why do you want to know about my past?
Wen Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Because your boyfriend wants to know you better."
As soon as he said that, he heard a soft laugh from the other end of the phone; the person was clearly pleased with his words.
"Ask away, I'll answer anything you know," Wen Qi said in a good mood, lightly tapping the marble railing with his index finger. He really liked it when Wen Cheng asserted his ownership; it greatly satisfied and comforted his unrestrained possessiveness. Wen Cheng probably didn't know that if he ever made a small mistake in the future that didn't concern his body, Wen Qi would easily forgive him because of this statement.
Wen Cheng thought for a moment, organized her thoughts, removed all the fancy prefixes, and got straight to the point, "Brother Qi, why did you choose to make games on your own when you were doing so well doing business with Dad?"
Seeing Wen Cheng's somewhat cautious expression, Wen Qi knew that Wen Cheng must have heard a lot of "insider information". Where there are people, there will be right and wrong. Wen Qi could not stop Wen Cheng from joining this trend, but what he had to do was not just let the innocent clear their names, but to tell him his story in its entirety.
"Want to hear?"
Wen Cheng nodded without hesitation, her eyes brimming with tears. Rather than listening to rumors spread by others, it was better to find the person directly.
"Come back and warm my bed for a month," the old beast demanded without batting an eye.
Wen Cheng chuckled. He didn't mince words, saying without any pretense, "Brother Qi, didn't I start warming your bed over a month ago?"