After being dumped by his son and his father

To be honest, if Wen Liren hadn't made an inexplicable phone call suddenly, Wen Ziheng would have forgotten that he still had such a father.

It's a pity that Wen Liren's active concern beyond the normal range at this time did not move Wen Ziheng in any way, on the contrary it made him feel extremely disgusted. This familiar voice that existed in the depths of his memory was like a bridge leading to a dark abyss. It will make Wen Ziheng recall the painful past that cannot be recalled.

Therefore, when Wen Liren was hesitant to say anything, Wen Ziheng hung up the phone decisively. Since the relationship between them has degenerated from relatives to strangers, there is no need to put another step down.

It's just that two or three seconds later, Wen Liren called again.

This time, Wen Liren, who had learned the lesson just now, didn't dare to hesitate too much. He didn't even say a few words of greeting, and directly cut the topic to the point he had been planning for a long time: "By the way, Xiaoheng, next Saturday will be me." It's your 50th birthday, you were busy with work a few years ago, your mother and I didn't dare to disturb your work, so we didn't call you back to get together, but this year's meaning is different, you should come back and have a look."

I don't know if it's Wen Ziheng's illusion, he seems to have caught some humble pleas from Wen Liren's words, but this was something that would never happen even if the sun rose in the west before.

Wen Liren, as his biological father, naturally would not use cold violence and mental torture to humiliate Wen Ziheng like Wang Peini and Wen Yuanxian's mother and daughter, but his attitude towards Wen Ziheng was almost the same as cold violence.

As long as Wen Ziheng is still alive and healthy, Wen Liren will not interfere with everything about him, even this son is dispensable. As for group activities such as family gatherings and family outings, Wen Ziheng can go whenever he wants Wen Liren never felt lost or uncomfortable because his only son was not around.

So, today's Wen Liren is very strange.

Wen Ziheng didn't believe that Wen Liren realized the importance of both children until he was middle-aged, but he didn't know what was in him that was worthy of this always indifferent father willing to lower his stance and take the initiative to please him.

Thoughts were flying in Wen Ziheng's mind, but his face was as cold as ice, and there was no emotion when he spoke: "Then I wish you a happy birthday in advance, and I will send the gift to your home at that time. For a dinner party, I won’t go alone as an outsider.”

"Look at what you said, what outsiders are no outsiders." Wen Liren's voice quickly sank, and then he reprimanded pretendingly, "We are all a family, isn't your surname Wen?"

Wen Ziheng sneered: "But my surname is not Wang."

"..." This sentence blocked Wen Liren for a moment, his face turned blue and then pale, and then he turned his head to look at Wang Peini who was sitting on the opposite sofa staring at him, and shrugged helplessly. Shrugging his shoulders, he prepared to hang up the phone.

It's just that Wang Peini seemed to be aware of his next move, she stood up abruptly and strode forward, raised her hand and pressed Wen Liren's shoulder, her slightly narrowed eyes showed a hint of menace.

Wen Liren hesitated for a second, pulled himself together quickly, and said to Wen Ziheng in a serious manner: "No matter what your surname is, you are my son, and I am also your father. When your mother left, I endured hardships Is it so difficult to bring you up, and now I just want you to come back to see me on my birthday? Even a dog knows how to wag its tail when it sees its owner, but what would you do?"

After the words fell, there was a long silence to answer Wen Liren.

For some reason, the inexplicable silence on the other end of the phone made Wen Liren feel a little guilty. Just as he was thinking about what to say, he suddenly heard Wen Ziheng say indifferently: "Then go get a dog, maybe a dog is the best thing to do." It suits you, you are obedient and enthusiastic, and you won't resist... Oh, no wonder I find these adjectives familiar, isn't this your attitude towards Aunt Wang and Wen Yuanxian?"

Wen Liren's mobile phone was turned on to amplify, and these words reached Wang Peini's ears. For a moment, the faces of the couple were as black as if they had been soaked in ink back and forth.

Before Wen Liren could say anything, Wen Ziheng hung up the phone again.

A short beep sounded from the phone, and Wang Peini's delicately made-up and well-maintained face was so ferocious that it was almost distorted. She rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and her pale pink nails were already embedded in the surface of the sofa. In the real skin, it took a long time for Wang Peini to calm down from the monstrous anger. She squinted her eyes and stared at Wen Liren who shrank his neck and dared not speak.

"Look at the good son you have raised." Wang Peini's voice was sharp and her expression was ruthless, completely lacking the dignity and elegance of a noble lady, "I told you to throw him to your parents in the countryside, but you didn't listen I insisted on bringing him here, but ended up raising a white-eyed wolf."

Facing Wang Peini's harsh reprimand, Wen Liren was so scared that he didn't even dare to look at her, until Wang Peini finished cursing, he walked over cautiously and hugged his wife's waist softly, but Wang Peini didn't even bother to look at him, His face and eyes were full of undisguised disgust and dislike. After knocking off Wen Liren's hand, he left the study straight away.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ziheng stood behind the potted plant and stared at the white wall in a daze for a long time before calming down his irritability. When he turned around, he saw Wei Qing walking to the side of the potted plant at some point, not far or near. She stared at him with concern in her eyes.

Seeing that Ziheng looked over, Wei Qing raised her lips and smiled lightly, then walked over quickly: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Wen Ziheng shook his head, obviously he didn't want to say anything, walked around Wei Qing who was in front of him, and walked towards Wen Xi who was sitting on the top of the slide in a daze.

Wen Xi likes to play on slides very much, but he dare not play alone. He needs Wei Qing to sit behind him and slide down with him. Just now when Wen Ziheng hid behind the potted plants to answer the phone, Wei Qing accompanied Wen Xi from She slid down the slide again and again, and then Wei Qing said that she wanted to go and see Wen Ziheng, and asked Wen Xi to sit here and wait obediently.

Wen Xi probably understood what Wei Qing meant, so he sat there motionless.

"Son, is it fun?" Wen Ziheng walked over and stroked Wen Xi's soft hair. Wen Xi's height was just enough to make eye contact with him. Unfortunately, Wen Xi was still expressionless at this time. He turned his head and looked at him. Staring at Wen Ziheng in a daze, his tea-brown eyes were shining brightly under the light, but he couldn't find any extra emotion.

Wen Ziheng knew that his son would not respond to his words, so he stretched out his hands to hug Wen Xi off the slide, but unexpectedly his hands just touched Wen Xi's clothes, the little guy suddenly showed a frightened expression and opened his eyes wide Staring at Wen Ziheng, he reflexively moved his body back.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ziheng was taken aback by Wen Xi's sudden movement, thinking that something was wrong with his son, he hurriedly leaned forward to take Wen Xi down for a check, and said comfortingly, "Xiaoxi, good boy, will daddy carry you down?"

Seeing Wen Xi's repelling movements and expression, it seems that he doesn't know what Wen Ziheng is talking about at all, and can only rely on subconscious psychological effects to move his body backwards to avoid Wen Ziheng's extended hands, until his back hits a pair of warm hands. With a big hand, Wen Xi's movements suddenly stopped.

Before the little guy had time to look back to see who was behind him, he felt those big hands hug him suddenly, and then they slid down together.

Wen Ziheng watched Wei Qing holding Wenxi and playing with him for almost half an hour. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sour in his heart. At the same time, he felt that he was too incompetent as a father. He was thinking that he didn't know anything, when he saw Wen Xi sitting there in a daze, he subconsciously thought that Wen Xi was bored and didn't want to continue playing, but he didn't expect that he was just waiting for Wei Qing to come back.

Later, whenever thinking of this incident, Wen Ziheng couldn't help but want to sigh.

Wei Qing comforted him and said: "You have done well enough to raise Xiaoxi while studying and working. If I were you, I might not be able to do this. The creek was born under the environment, but I am also very fortunate to have the existence of the creek, so that the distance between us can be shortened..."

Wen Ziheng lay on the sofa with a headache, raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Qing who was standing in the entrance, talking non-stop, and was speechless: "I know what you want to say, it's almost eleven o'clock, Go back and rest now."

Hearing that Wei Qing paused for a moment, then tentatively said: "So... can I stay and sleep?"

Wen Ziheng naturally pretended to be stupid: "But my house only has one bedroom."

"I can sleep on the sofa."

"..." Wen Ziheng sighed almost inaudibly, he didn't expect Wei Qing to be so persistent.

Almost every night they will stage a big drama here about whether Wei Qing can sleep on the sofa. Before that, Wen Ziheng was determined to drive Wei Qing out, but today Wen Ziheng thought of the children's playground that Wei Qing specially prepared for Wenxi He also played with the child all afternoon, and his heart softened before he said the words of refusal, and finally he silently threw a quilt for Wei Qing on the sofa.

After a tiring day, Wen Ziheng felt extremely tired. Wen Xi had already fallen asleep in the bedroom. Wen Ziheng took a hasty shower and was about to pack up and go to bed. As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw Wei Qing holding a change of clothes and preparing to go in .

"Wait a minute." Wen Ziheng quickly grabbed Wei Qing who had just returned home, "Didn't you take a shower at home?"

Wei Qing said quite reasonably: "Since I sleep here, I must take a bath here."

"Okay." Wen Ziheng let go of his hand and made a "please" gesture, "The shampoos are all placed on the countertop, just look at the bottle packaging, there are new bath flowers in the cabinet, you just put them on." Use it with my shower gel."

Wen Ziheng gave a series of instructions, and seeing Wei Qing enter the bathroom, he was about to go to the bedroom, but Wei Qing stopped him before he could go.