After being dumped by his son and his father

Hearing Chen Huan's words, Wen Ziheng, who had just picked up the cup and drank some water, couldn't hold back and spit it out with a puff.

Chen Huan on the other side thought that something had happened to Wen Ziheng after hearing the movement, and suddenly said in a panic: "Brother Heng, don't worry, even if you are really taken care of, I won't do anything to you, you will always be me Most beloved Brother Heng, Brother Heng, are you alright!"

"I'm fine." Wen Ziheng took a tissue to wipe off the water on his face and body slowly, and then suddenly thought of something, "Otherwise, after I move, you can find time to come to my house for a light meal."

"Okay." Chen Huan responded flattered, "By the way, brother Heng, who else is there to eat with?"

Wen Ziheng smiled mischievously: "Who else is there besides the rich woman who takes care of me?"

Chen Huan suddenly choked on his own saliva and coughed for a long time without recovering.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Huan was still in a daze. Although his Brother Heng was indeed white and thin, he looked like a canary kept in a cage by a rich woman, but being taken care of was generally a big deal. It's still too magical, and it's not that he doesn't know Wen Ziheng. He has the impression that Wen Ziheng is stubborn and stubborn. Even if he is hit by himself on the thorny path and his body is covered with bruises, he is unwilling to take someone else's car on the Kangzhuang Avenue.

But why did such Brother Heng end up on the road of no return in the blink of an eye?

I don't know what the rich woman who takes care of Brother Heng looks like...

When thinking this way, Chen Huan unconsciously created a traditional image of a rich woman with a slightly fat body and two layers of swimming rings hanging on her abdomen. Even though she kept pouring expensive cosmetics on her face, she couldn't stop the growth of crow's feet and fine lines. , the rich woman had a greasy smile on her face, and she put her arms around Wen Ziheng's waist with a bit of lechery, her two hands restlessly touched Wen Ziheng's body.

Chen Huan was instantly terrified by the picture he had imagined. No matter how he looked at that scene, he felt his eyes were hot.

Thinking of this, Chen Huan's admiration for Wen Ziheng has increased to a higher level. In order to make a living, he can endure such an unacceptable thing, and is even willing to move to the rich woman's house and wait for the rich woman's blessing. Fortitude and stamina are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wen Ziheng, who was still packing his luggage on the other side, had no idea that Chen Huan had made up so many messy things in his head. He just felt that when he went to the company these two days, Chen Huan looked at him with many different emotions mixed in. Distressed and admired.

Before leaving get off work on Friday, Chen Huan finally prepared himself mentally and found Wen Ziheng in the office with his mobile phone. However, when he saw Wen Ziheng's white and gentle smiling face, Chen Huan's brain froze instantly. There was a blank space, and I even forgot what I had planned to say.

Wen Ziheng waited for a long time before Chen Huan could make a move. Seeing Chen Huan standing in front of the door with one hand half-raised and a dull expression on his face, he couldn't help feeling amused, coughed twice and said, "Are you here?" Be my doorman?"

"Ah? No..." Chen Huan was pulled back to his wandering thoughts. He scratched his hair in embarrassment. After a moment of hesitation, he mustered up the courage to walk to Wen Ziheng's desk, and then pressed the phone screen Liang, he clicked on the Alipay page with his thumb, but when it was his turn to speak, he stuttered, "Brother Heng, I have thought a lot these days, although I know that some things should not be said by me, I have no position to care about them." There are so many, but as a brother, I still hope that if you have difficulties, you can tell me as soon as possible, even if I am not able to help you too much, but I can help you a little."

Wen Ziheng stopped what he was doing, and looked up at Chen Huan in a daze. After a while, three drops of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead.

Chen Huan lowered his gaze guiltily, not daring to meet Wen Ziheng's eyes, and he was still chanting nervously and panickedly: "I still have some money in my card, and I can take out 23 yuan after deducting the living expenses for the next two months. If you don’t mind it, just keep it, and we’ll figure out how to do the rest.”

Wen Ziheng: "..." He seemed to understand what Chen Huan wanted to express.

Seeing that Ziheng didn't respond, Chen Huan thought he agreed to his proposal, and quickly pressed Alipay to the transfer page: "Let me try to see if Alipay can be transferred to you. If it doesn't work, we can transfer it to the bank. You can use the money first, and I will ask my friends and relatives later..."

"Wait!" Wen Ziheng, who had regained consciousness, quickly stretched out his hand to cover Chen Huan's phone screen, and said angrily and amusedly, "Ah Huan, did you misunderstand something? I'm not short of money right now. If you save money, hurry up and find a girl." Friends are the thing."

"Girlfriend doesn't matter at all. What I'm most worried about right now is Brother Heng—" Chen Huan's tense expression for a long time finally showed a few cracks, and he said half-brokenly, "Just listen to brother Advice, don't move, there is a big problem, let's find a solution together, you moved this time, but it will leave a deep shadow in your life! Don't you want to face that old age every day? Your face? Can you eat with that face? Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Xiaoxi!"

Wen Ziheng was completely stunned, he opened his mouth slightly and couldn't say a word for a long time, he was so shocked by Chen Huan's heartbreaking expression that he didn't know what to say.

"Brother Heng, please listen to me just once, don't move!" Chen Huan suddenly threw the phone on the table, raised his buttocks and lay on the table, grabbed Wen Ziheng and held the right hand of the mouse, his face was so excited that Red became a monkey's butt, "Do you have the heart to let Xiaoxi face a greasy and vicissitudes of life all day long? He is only three years old, don't scare him out of a heart attack at that time, or I will use 23 packs of your three It's been four months, you're temporarily living in the current house and don't move..."

When Chen Huan was speaking, he felt Wen Ziheng's eyes flash a few times, and before he could comprehend the meaning, he heard a deep and cold voice coming through the air: "What do you think you want to pack?"

"..."

The air in the office was suddenly extremely quiet, and it seemed that Chen Huan's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Chen Huan had an expression of imminent disaster, and the despair in his eyes almost flowed out from his eyes. He turned his stiff neck bit by bit, and his whole body smiled mechanically and awkwardly like an ancient clock: "Wei...Wei Dong .”

Wei Qing came back from playing golf with clients, wearing a suit of well-tailored gray and white matching casual clothes, and shed his usual serious and solemn suit. At this moment, his perfect figure with wide shoulders and long legs was vividly displayed. Originally, this outfit should set off his appearance to be more gentle and friendly, but in Chen Huan's eyes, Wei Donglian's breath was cold, standing there like a towering iceberg, his eyes as deep as the ocean could not see the end .

I don't know if it was Chen Huan's illusion, he felt that Wei Dong was very unhappy at this time.

Then Chen Huan comforted himself, when the boss personally caught the staff fishing during working hours, he would naturally be unhappy, especially for an ultimate boss like Wei Dong who is used to big scenes, he must always maintain his usual majesty. OK.

While Chen Huan was thinking wildly, Wei Qing had already walked to him with a sullen face, looked at Chen Huan holding Wen Ziheng's hand with lowered eyelids, and said coldly: "Still holding it? Are you going to hold hands and go home from get off work together?"

Hearing this, Chen Huan let go of Wen Ziheng in embarrassment, and picked up his mobile phone: "Wei Dong, Manager Wen, you chat slowly, then I'll go out first."

After speaking, Chen Huan ran away with a touch of oil on the soles of his feet, leaving Wei Qing who was depressed and Wen Ziheng who smiled helplessly.

Wen Ziheng ignored Wei Qing's move to quietly put down the shutters in the office, and concentrated on staring at the form opened on the computer, without raising his head, he said to Wei Qing: "Didn't you go to play golf? Why did you come back again?" company."

"Of course I came back to look for you." Wei Qing replied in a serious and mischievous tone, and suddenly Wen Ziheng felt goose bumps all over his body. He shook off the goose bumps and continued to work, while Wei Qing was silent like a ghost He floated behind Wen Ziheng without breath, put his hands on his shoulders and focused on the harassment, and said, "Chen Huan will leave the rest of the work to you, pack it up, and I'll take you to a place." .”

Wen Ziheng grabbed the hand that was cruising through the collar of his shirt through his clothes, glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and said seriously: "Wei Dong, there are still 10 minutes before get off work, and it is still working time."

"What about working hours? I said I'll get off work after work." Wei Qing said forcefully while pulling her hands out of Wen Ziheng's clothes, and then held Wen Ziheng's cheek from behind, tilting her head against his thin lips A shallow kiss was printed on the top, and then as if he was not satisfied with the superficial kiss, Wei Qing bit Wen Ziheng's lips carefully, and used his tongue to pry open the other's teeth after a while.

"Hmm..." Wen Ziheng's words of resistance were all blocked back, he raised his head and was forced to accept Wei Qing's kiss.

At first, Wen Ziheng was still pushing Wei Qing with his hands, but gradually lost his strength as he pushed, he simply raised his hands to wrap around Wei Qing's neck, his eyes were slightly open, Wei Qing's lines were clear and clean. The chin and delicate and sexy neck, as well as the Adam's apple that rolls as the other party swallows.

Wen Ziheng couldn't help reaching out and touching Wei Qing's Adam's apple while he was in a daze. He was tired from keeping his head up for too long, and the hand that was stroking the Adam's apple went down without knowing what to think, and then grabbed Wei Qing's adam's apple. Wei Qing's arm exerted a little force.

Wei Qing, who was addicted to kissing and couldn't help herself, turned half a circle unexpectedly, and was dragged and sat on Wen Ziheng's lap.

Wen Ziheng felt satisfied at this moment, wrapped one hand around Wei Qing's half waist like he usually did when holding Wenxi, and pinched his chin with the other hand to gradually deepen the kiss, but their posture felt weird no matter how they looked at it. Others really thought that the old man Wen Ziheng was kissing his little lover, but Wei Qing's height of almost 1.9 meters has nothing to do with the words "little bird depends on people".

"..." Wei Qing's face was full of black lines, seeing that Ziheng's eyes were blurred, he held his face and kissed him indiscriminately, and finally hugged his lover softly.

Forget it, let him be happy.

However, the consequence of Wei Qing's concession was that Wen Ziheng threw it aside like a rag after making out, and continued to concentrate on his work without even looking at him. The dissatisfied Wei Qing protested, only to see Wen Ziheng open the drawer He took out a candy and threw it at him.

"Let's eat." Wen Ziheng said generously.

Wei Qing looked down at the small round candies in the palm of his hand that Wen Ziheng used to coax his son, the veins on his forehead twitched for a while, and then sighed helplessly.

Chairman Wei, who was usually too busy to touch the ground, just sat on the sofa and stared at Wen Ziheng for two hours. Until nearly eight o'clock in the evening, Wen Ziheng, who finished dealing with the backlog of work, followed Wei Qing to eat in the restaurant. After dinner, he was led to a clothing customization shop.

The staff guarding the door seemed to know Wei Qing, and greeted him with a smile in a hurry, and said in polite and standard Mandarin: "Hi Mr. Wei, Sister Meng is already waiting inside."

Wei Qing nodded: "Let's go."

At first Wen Ziheng didn't quite understand Wei Qing's intentions, he thought that Wei Qing asked him to accompany him to customize suits, until they followed the staff to a large room on the second floor, where they were called Sister Meng by the staff When the beautiful woman looked him up and down and told Wei Qing that he could customize the styles, Wen Ziheng suddenly realized that Wei Qing came to customize clothes for him.

Knowing this, Wen Ziheng felt a little uncomfortable, but he still waited patiently until Sister Meng and the staff left the room, then frowned and said to Wei Qing: "I have a change of suit, and I don't need it for the occasion I'm going to." You don't need to spend money on such expensive clothes."

Wei Qing sat on the sofa with legs crossed, looking down at the sample magazines on her lap, Wen Yan looked up at Wen Ziheng, chuckled softly and said, "Isn't tomorrow your dad's birthday? He There is a birthday party, let's go and have a look."

Wen Ziheng was stunned: "You already promised them?"

"No." Wei Qing closed the magazine, got up and came to sit next to Wen Ziheng, and interlocked his fingers, "But I really want to go, but I will respect your opinion, if you don't want to go, you won't go, This suit is not specially customized for the birthday party. After the third generation is launched, the company will hold a press conference and invite online media to broadcast live simultaneously on several platforms. This suit will be my gift. your present."

After finishing speaking, Wei Qing squeezed Wen Ziheng's hand, blinked and said, "A commemorative gift for seven years of acquaintance."

After Wei Qing's reminder, Wen Ziheng suddenly remembered that he and Wei Qing had known each other for almost seven years, and after seven years of going around, they were still tied together.

The suit was designed on the spot and made overnight and delivered to the customer's home before [-] o'clock in the afternoon the next day. Wei Qing is a regular customer of this custom shop, and the service and treatment he enjoys are naturally the highest level in the shop. A group of staff With a smile on his face, he sent them to the parking lot before leaving without turning around.

Back home, Wen Xi, who had eaten, was already curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. Secretary Zhang, who was standing beside him, was playing with his mobile phone in every possible way. He saw the two parents coming home and ended his day of overtime work.

Wen Ziheng hugged the sleeping Wenxi to the bed, wiped his son's face and body carefully with a hot towel, and after finishing everything, he took a change of clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower and sleep. In a blink of an eye, he saw Wei Qing standing He stared blankly at himself in the mirror in front of the bathroom mirror.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ziheng seemed to be chasing a duck, "Go out, I'm going to take a bath."

Wei Qing turned to look at Wen Ziheng, and said seriously: "I am so handsome by myself."

Wen Ziheng: "..." You should show some face.

"Ah, not really..." Wei Qing sighed, then turned to look at her sad face in the mirror, touched her face and said sadly, "Am I that old? Chen Huan actually said that I am greasy and vicissitudes, I think he looks older than me."

Wen Ziheng couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth turned up, he stepped forward and grabbed Wei Qing's cheek and pulled it out: "Chen Huan is younger than me, so you have the nerve to say that he looks older than you, and you don't even look at it How is your skin so loose? After all, you’re already running around, right? Although it is said that a man has 31 flowers, the saying that time makes people old is not false at all, and you have fine lines around the corners of your eyes.”

Wei Qing's face ached from being pulled, she turned around and hugged Wen Ziheng, then kissed Wen Ziheng carelessly on his neck, and bit down on him while he was not paying attention.

Wen Ziheng yelled in pain, and pushed Wei Qing: "Are you a dog?"

"I really want to be a dog. I will slowly eat you into my stomach like a meat bun." Wei Qing suddenly picked up Wen Ziheng, let him sit on the sink, and slightly raised his head to hold Wen Ziheng's lips , said vaguely, "Little Rabbit, I love you so much."

"I know." Wen Ziheng half-closed his eyes and put his fingers in Wei Qing's hair. The soft hair rubbed against his fingertips. He suddenly felt as if he was hugging a big fluffy golden hair. Thinking of this, he was suddenly happy. Getting up, he kissed Wei Qing hard on the lips, "Chen Huan didn't know that the person I wanted to live with was you, and thought it was a rich woman who took care of me."

"En." Wei Qing responded, focusing on unbuttoning Wen Ziheng's shirt.

"I even invited Chen Huan to my house for dinner."

"kindness."

"By the way, I figured it out." Wen Ziheng put his forehead against Wei Qing's head, sighed and said, "Let's go back to Wang's house together tomorrow, such an expensive suit, I'm really sorry if I don't wear it to show off in front of people." s price."

Wei Qing raised her head and kissed Wen Ziheng again, her tongue protruding straight in, the two of them entangled for a long time before slowly letting go, Wei Qing stroked Wen Ziheng's face and panted and said: "It's up to you to decide, I'll listen to you. "