After being dumped by his son and his father

However, Wei Qing didn't seem to feel the cold at all. He stared at Wen Ziheng with burning eyes, and took advantage of Wen Ziheng's inattention to hold his wrist with his backhand. Originally, Wei Qing wanted to hold Wen Ziheng directly. Ziheng's hand, but considering that his hand was too cold, he held Wen Ziheng's little arm through his clothes.

Wen Ziheng saw all of Wei Qing's cautious movements. At first, he wanted to shake off Wei Qing's hand, but after shaking it a few times, he found that Wei Qing's hand was like a crab's claw, and he couldn't shake it off. In desperation, he had no choice but to give up.

"How nice it is to be held like this." Wei Qing slightly lowered his head to look at Wen Ziheng, there seemed to be shattered starlight in his eyes, shining especially brightly under the dim yellow light.

Wen Ziheng sighed: "Aren't you afraid of being seen by others?"

"I wish people all over the world would know that we are together." Wei Qing held Wen Xi who was devoting himself to eating sweets with one hand, and Wen Ziheng's arm dangling with the other, half-closed his eyes and said with a smile , "Do you think we have returned to five years ago?"

"It's not like." Wen Ziheng pointed out the loopholes in Wei Qing's words expressionlessly, "And we are not together, we broke up five years ago."

Wei Qing: "..." Oh, a man who doesn't understand style.

There are no other restaurants near the police station except for a few fly restaurants. Wen Ziheng wanted to find a fast food restaurant with a relatively clean environment, but unfortunately, the two of them wandered around in the night wind with a child for several times but could not find a suitable one. In the restaurant, Wei Qing kept holding Wen Ziheng's hand cheekily throughout the whole process. Fortunately, there were not many people who came out to enjoy the cool breeze at night, so it wouldn't look too strange for two big men to walk down the street holding hands.

Except that Wei Qing's hands and feet were numb from the cold, everything was in harmony.

Wen Ziheng touched Wen Xi's neck and forehead. The little guy was tightly wrapped in Wei Qing's suit, and he was already sweating. He was still eating sweets unconsciously. Wen Ziheng squatted down facing him. , thought that his father was going to hug him, so he took the initiative to stretch out his hands to Wen Ziheng and unconsciously leaned over, Wen Ziheng took off the suit jacket on Wen Xi's body.

Then he threw the crumpled coat to Wei Qing: "Put it on."

"You put it on for the child, it's so cold outside." Wei Qing wanted to put the coat on Wen Xi again, but was blocked by Wen Ziheng halfway.

"Since you know it's cold, don't take us around in circles." Wen Ziheng picked up Wen Xi and stood up, squinting at Wei Qing coldly, "It's enough for us to walk with you for so long, you are 30 How old is it like a child who can't grow up?"

Wei Qing, who had been stabbed to the point, didn't feel embarrassed. There was still a shameless smile on his handsome face. This picture was projected into Wen Ziheng's eyes, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt hot eyes. He was not a fool. He didn't notice anything when he was taken around by Wei Qing for the first time, but he noticed something after the second time - Wei Qing didn't come out to find a restaurant at all, but wanted to take him to press the road.

Wei Qing's explanation for this is: "We haven't been out for a walk for a long time, and we just took this opportunity to chat and relax."

"Just as long as you're happy." Wen Ziheng sneered, turned around and left with Wen Xi in his arms.

Now Wen Ziheng has discovered that, despite Wei Qing's shrewd, capable, noble and glamorous performance in the company and various financial magazines, in fact, he is a big boy with a mental age of less than five years old in private, and everything he does depends on himself Like, no matter at Qi Chengche's house before or taking him and Wenxi around now, Wei Qing's every move is almost pissed off.

In the end, Wen Ziheng found a small restaurant and ordered two sets of fried rice. The father and son sat face to face and quietly finished the meal on their respective plates.

Wei Qing who was ignored was like a large pet dog who made a mistake and was punished by the owner, sitting beside him eagerly, his scorching eyes never moved away from Wen Ziheng's face, even though the expression on Wei Qing's face was not too big at the moment There are ups and downs, but there is a bit of pitifulness in those straight eyes.

After a simple dinner, Wen Ziheng ate until the veins on his forehead throbbed.

When they returned to the police station, the interrogation of the others had already ended. Wen Ziheng did not see the principal and the teacher, but as soon as he stepped into the hall, he heard the familiar noise and cursing. Looking up, it was the two parents who had been arguing in the company before and were crazily grabbing Sun Jingyi's hair. The two parents were flushed with excitement, and words that were hard to hear kept coming out of their mouths.

"You know that your niece beat our child, but what does it mean that you asked the principal to encourage us to go to your company to find Wen Ziheng to settle accounts? You have never been reassured from the beginning. A girl's parents are beautiful. I didn't expect With such a dark heart, the viper's heart is talking about a woman like you!"

Sun Jingyi's clothes were torn into a mess, and she sat on the ground with disheveled hair, and was dragged around by a man and a woman who pulled her hair vigorously, as if a seaweed wobbling in the waves couldn't even find a support point, and the high heels on her feet couldn't even find it. Knowing where she was kicked to, she looked extremely embarrassed. She covered her hands and shoulders and trembled non-stop. I'm afraid she had never suffered such a strong insult in her life.

Wen Ziheng covered Wen Xi's eyes, and looked at the scene in front of him calmly.

He doesn't sympathize with Sun Jingyi at all. This result is what Sun Jingyi deserved. Without Wei Qing's help, he and Wen Xi would be the ones being beaten and scolded by those two psychotic parents.

Several policemen next to them took a lot of effort to separate the emotional parents from Sun Jingyi. The two parents were stopped by the police and pointed at Sun Jingyi and cursed. Basically, the eighteen generations of Sun Jingyi's ancestors were Greeted over and over again.

Until an elderly policeman slapped the table and angrily said: "This is a police station, not a vegetable market. Anyone who doesn't want to cause trouble, please be quiet!" The knife-like eyes were lingering on their skin, "The real victim hasn't spoken yet, why are you rushing out to make trouble? If you weren't so stupid as to be used as gunmen to go to other people's companies to make trouble, as for Did you end up like this? If you want to blame, blame yourself for your lack of brains."

The two reprimanded shrank their heads like quails, and stood there respectfully, not daring to make a sound. Their behavior fully demonstrated the word "bullying".

Then the sheriff's eyes turned to Wei Qing, and immediately raised the corners of his lips into a bright smile, threw the documents in his hand on the table, walked quickly and shook hands with Wei Qing: "Mr. It's so late, you should go back and rest first, the matter here has been dealt with, and then we will follow the procedure, the criminal that should be criminal, the civil that should be civil, none of them can escape."

In front of the others, Wei Qing picked up the clip again, nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Officer Li."

Officer Li smiled like a flower: "It's not hard work, it's easy."

Before leaving, the four parents suddenly gathered around and apologized to Wen Ziheng. Their faces were full of remorse, but they didn't regret that they dragged Wen Ziheng, an innocent passer-by, into taking advantage of them indiscriminately. It was because they hated themselves that they didn't know people clearly and didn't find out that there was such a big backer behind Wen Ziheng as Wei Qing. After all, they didn't sincerely apologize, they just hoped that Wen Ziheng could reconcile in private.

"If you have anything to say, tell the police directly, I don't want to hear it." Wen Ziheng said with a blank expression and left the police station straight away.

Wei Qing followed closely and saw Wen Ziheng standing on the side of the road waiting for the bus. He walked over to see Wen Xi who was asleep with his eyes closed in Wen Ziheng's arms, and said, "The driver is already here to pick us up. We're on our way, and we'll probably arrive in about ten minutes, during which time I'll hold the baby for you, and you can take a rest."

Wei Qing was already mentally prepared to be rejected when he said these words. He knew that Wen Ziheng cared about Wen Xi, his precious son, and sometimes he would feel sore in his heart when he thought about it. Wen Ziheng's world, but now even if he returned to Wen Ziheng's heart, that position could not belong to him completely.

"What are you still doing?" Wen Ziheng's urging voice suddenly brought Wei Qing back to his thoughts, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wen Ziheng staring at him with a frown, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed showing a bit of impatience the taste of.

Wei Qing stared at Wen Ziheng's movements for a while before reacting, and quickly reached out to take the little guy into his arms. After falling asleep, Wenxi was like a puppet who lost control of the string, her hands and feet were limp. Drape down.

However, when Wei Qing hugged him, the little guy seemed to be waking up. He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at the uneasy Wei Qing. Then he put his head on Wei Qing's chest, buried his face in his arms and Continue to sleep.

Wei Qing, who was afraid that he would be rejected by the children, was already numb from tension, and it took a long time for his body stretched into a straight line to gradually relax.

After confirming that the child was asleep in her arms, Wei Qing carefully looked up at Wen Ziheng, and the next moment happened to meet Wen Ziheng's gaze that had been fixed on his face since just now, and Wen Ziheng seemed to be sizing him up. , there was a little bewilderment in the cold expression.

Four eyes facing each other.

Then Wen Ziheng looked away in embarrassment, coughed softly and said: "He doesn't seem to reject you now."

Wei Qing said with a smile: "In the future, it will be a family. I can also be regarded as his half father?"

Wen Ziheng glanced at Wei Qing's face that was almost similar to Wen Xi's, and couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth twitching. At this moment, a sudden impulse surged up in his heart, and he told Wei Qing about Wen Xi's real identity. As Wenxi's other father, Qing has the right to know that Wenxi is his son.

Once this thought emerges, it can never be erased. It frantically stirs in Wen Ziheng's mind, and it turns into a bewitching voice that lingers intermittently in Wen Ziheng's ears—tell him, Xiaoxi It's not your son alone, and you don't need to bear such a lot of pressure alone.

Before Wen Ziheng could make a decision, his mouth spoke before his brain: "Wei Qing..."

"What's wrong?" Wei Qing looked at him.