Look good

Happiness came so suddenly that Qiao Xing didn't react.

Wen Changrong raised his eyes quickly, and his eyes fell on Wen Changze's face.

"Talk for a few words?"

"Well," Wen Changze still had a smile on his face, and looked at him calmly: "I met Xiao Qiao twice when I was sweeping the floor, so we chatted for a while."

Wen Changrong didn't speak, but turned to look at Qiao Xing.

"That's right, that's right," Qiao Xing nodded frantically, "I met it while sweeping the floor."

"..." Wen Changrong looked at him unwaveringly.

"..." Qiao Xing swallowed, and looked at him tremblingly.

Wen Changrong looked at him, then looked back at Shen Qinlan.

Finally nod.

"Row."

"Well," Wen Chang rolled his eyes, "Thank you Changrong."

Wen Changrong glanced at Wen Changze, but said nothing.

Now that Qiao Xing and Wen Chang are going, the question that was debated just now has undoubtedly been answered.

Shen Qinlan didn't continue to ask, and the expression on his face became calmer, but he probably still had anger in his heart. Shen Qinlan didn't express satisfaction with such an answer. The young man turned around and got into the car without looking at Wen Changrong.

This time Shen Qinlan started the car obviously slowed down, far from the rush of stopping the car just now, Qiao Xing subconsciously shifted his gaze to Wen Changrong's back, only to see the car start humming and leave the spot, Wen Changrong didn't even have a butt move it.

Um?Didn't catch up to coax?This unscientific.

The breeze blew from the lake, and Shen Qinlan's car drove away from the gate of Wen's house. The three people present still maintained the same posture just now, without saying anything.

Qiao Xing belatedly let go of the hand holding the pillar, put his little butt off the railing, and returned to his normal standing posture.

His actions seemed to attract Wen Changze's attention. The man in the wheelchair looked at him and suddenly bent his eyes and smiled silently. He looked very happy-as if he was amused by some of his antics.

Qiao Xing's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet when he stood there.

Wen Chang withdrew his gaze and said, "Then today..."

Wen Changrong didn't seem to hear Wen Changze's words. The man stood up and waved to the bodyguard not far away.

The bodyguard trotted over, Wen Changrong took off his suit jacket, and opened his arms.

"Search me and tell Xiao Li and the others to bring the detector."

Hearing this, the bodyguard's expression suddenly became solemn, while Wen Chang frowned slightly.

"?" Qiao Xing was puzzled by the scene that suddenly turned into a spy movie in front of him, and he didn't understand why he was searched all of a sudden.

"Qiao Xing." Another bodyguard arrived, and Wen Changrong raised his chin at Qiao Xing, "Come here too, and do a body search."

"Oh……"

Qiao Xing walked over in a daze and opened his hands, and the bodyguard quickly and carefully pressed and rummaged on him.

After searching Wen Changrong's body, the bodyguard checked the suit that had been taken off inch by inch. Another bodyguard searched Qiao Xing's body and found nothing wrong. Seeing Wen Chang was standing aside, he asked, "Master..."

Wen Changrong replied, "No need."

"Okay." After answering, the two bodyguards went to look through Wen Changrong's suit.

Qiao Xing couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Wen Changrong glanced at him: "Look for a bug."

"……what?"

"We finished talking about the ring. Shen Qinlan's car just arrived here. How did he know that I asked you to wear the ring?"

"..."

Qiao Xing was shocked, it wasn't Wen Changrong who said he didn't notice this at all.

Wen's bodyguards moved very quickly. When the two bodyguards started to check their suits for the second time, someone came with a metal detector and a bunch of instruments that Qiao Xing couldn't understand. That blazer for scanning.

About 3 minutes later, a flat black object the size of a tadpole was taken out of the lined pocket of the suit.

Even if such a tiny thing is placed in front of Qiao Xing, he may not know it is a bug, let alone it is stuck in a thick suit lining pocket, so it is difficult to feel it out by hand.

, the instrument does not respond. The bodyguard put the bug into the box, "This is the one for now." "

"Well," Wen Changrong said, "Check the pavilion again, tell the brothers to go to the main house, check the living room first, and I'll talk about it later when I come to the second floor."

"Ok."

The bodyguards went to work in two ways, and Wen Changrong turned his head to look at Qiao Xing and Wen Changze.

"Qiao Xing will return to the main house with me in a while, and then conduct a second inspection."

"Ah?" Qiao Xing was at a loss: "Isn't it already found out? Just now the instrument checked my body and there is no problem."

"There may be more than one. The metal detector can only check for a limited number of things. There are other things in the main house that can be checked systematically, just in case."

"……All right."

Wen Changrong shifted his gaze to Wen Changze: "It's time for afternoon tea, do I want to see you off?"

"Hmm..." Wen Changze's eyes fell on Wen Changrong's face, as if he was sizing up Wen Changrong's expression. After a few seconds, Wen Changze smiled: "Okay, if Changrong doesn't mind the trouble."

……

Qiao Xing never thought that he could be so close to the male god.

He didn't know why Wen Changrong didn't drive that spacious Bentley today, but drove a relatively low-key small car.

Chen Bo sat in the co-pilot, and Wen Changrong, Qiao Xing, and Wen Changze were crowded in the back seat.

It shouldn't be called 'squeezed', because the back seat is actually quite spacious, and there is a slap distance between each of the three.

But Qiao Xing still felt...too close, even uncomfortable.

I don't know what's wrong with the two brothers of the Wen family. Wen Changrong obviously invited Wen Changze to get in the car, but the two brothers didn't want to sit together. They insisted on sitting on each side, with Qiao Xing in the middle.

Wen Changrong is 185. Wen Chang usually looks not tall in a wheelchair, but he is half a head taller than Qiao Xing when he sits down.

The two brothers on both sides are taller than him, and Qiao Xing, a poor 176, can't help but feel tremendous pressure sitting in the middle.

Also, with the benefactor whom I have been sleeping with for so many years, and who has not been broken even now, and the sweetheart whom I have been thinking about for so many years, Qiao Xing really feels... um... hard to describe.

And along the way, Wen Changrong kept his face sullen and worried, while Wen Chang had calm eyes, but he didn't speak, and just leaned on his chin to look at the scenery outside the window. The atmosphere in the car was a bit embarrassingly quiet.

Qiao Xing wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but he didn't dare to talk to the sullen Wen Changrong, let alone talk to Wen Changrong, so as not to expose his inner innocence, which caused Wen Changrong to tear him apart on the spot, so he could only stand up straight Stretching his stiff back, trying to make himself appear taller, he walked all the way to the main house in silence.

……

When the car arrived at the location, Uncle Chen got out of the car, helped Wen Changze back into the wheelchair, and pushed him to the side building of the mansion.

I heard that Master Wen and Wen Chang made an appointment for afternoon tea, and the place for afternoon tea was in that side building.

Wen Changrong took Qiao Xing out of the car and walked through the messy living room to the mysterious testing room.

Wen Changrong took off all his clothes when he arrived at the venue, and handed over his shoes along with it. Although Qiao Xing didn't want to take it off...but, alas.

The two of them stripped naked for a while, but Wen Changrong had clothes to wear right away. Qiao Xing was in a miserable situation, because the bodyguards couldn't find where Wen Changrong's high school clothes were kept. It's slippers.

The matter of the bugs hadn't been thoroughly investigated yet, Wen Changrong only talked to him a few words before beckoning the bodyguards to go to the second floor.

Qiao Xing rolled up his clothes and pants, and stood outside the corridor like a schoolboy who stole his father's clothes and waited.

I don't know how long it will take to finish the inside. After standing for a while, Qiao Xing felt bored, and couldn't help but walked a few steps with his slippers on - he hadn't been here yet, and he didn't know what was around, what was it? Building, still inside the main house.

He just walked a few steps like a curious baby, crossed the corner, and was caught off guard when he saw Wen Changze sitting by the window reading a book.

With the way he walked just now, deaf people could hear him coming.

Wen Chang turned his head and smiled back at him. Qiao Xing couldn't dodge in time, subconsciously grabbed his pants that were about to collapse, and called dryly: "Master Wen..."

"Yeah." Wen Chang nodded, and set his eyes on his clothes: "Is the clothes still being checked?"

"Hmm..." Qiao Xing approached in embarrassment. He glanced at the clothes on his body, and quickly explained: "Because I have to take off my clothes, Mr. Wen borrowed my clothes to wear first."

"so."

"You... aren't you in the side building?" Qiao Xing was a little embarrassed. He obviously entered the side building when he saw Wen Chang, but he didn't expect to meet people when he went out for a stroll. He was still wearing Wen Changrong's clothes , This is not being misunderstood... No, is it exposed?

No, no, by the lake...he seemed to be...

"Yes," Wen Chang nodded, "This is the partial building."

"Huh?" Qiao Xing was absent-minded.

"I came in through the main entrance." Wen Chang pointed to the open door not far away, and then pointed to Qiao Xinglai's direction: "The side building is connected to the main house, and the place you came from is close to the living room of the Wen family's main house. So Evergreen brought you from the living room, which is closer."

"Oh……"

It took Qiao Xing a little effort to get out of the thoughts just now, he thought, he really doesn't understand why the rich people build a house so messy.

However, it doesn't matter.

After answering, Qiao Xing set his eyes on the closed book in Wen Changze's hand.

"Introduction to Psychoanalysis".

Qiao Xing started to chat awkwardly: "Are you reading a book on psychology? Or... a book on mental illness?"

"Psychology." Wen Chang said, "I've read it several times before. Today, when my father gets bored, I'll dig it out and read it again."

"Read it several times?" Qiao Xing put on a surprised look: "I read some related books when I was bored, but I couldn't understand them."

"A layman can't understand it, but an insider can see it."

"Oh..." Qiao Xing asked, "Are you an expert?"

"Well," Wen Chang smiled at him: "I studied psychology in college."

"Oh..." The awkward chat is also over. I don't know if Qiao Xing, an ignorant person, has a metaphysical filter for psychology. Seeing Wen Chang at this moment, he looked straight at him with a smile in his eyes, as if Seeing that he still has something to say.

He rubbed his fingers on his trouser legs twice, and couldn't help but say, "Master Wen, are you..."