Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing bent down without any hesitation and picked up Wen Li horizontally. He no longer cared whether it was real or fake. It made little difference to him anyway.

Wen Li's heart was in the air for a moment when he was suddenly hugged, and he subconsciously grabbed the clothes on He Yunjing's chest.

After eight years, he could now clearly see He Yunjing's face with the same action, instead of the blurry chin.

He Yunjing is very handsome, with peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and healthy skin. Both his appearance and temperament are very manly.

But He Yunjing was very casual most of the time, not too aggressive, and even the look on his face when he was venting his anger was indifferent, not revealing too much emotion.

Wen Li could never have imagined before that the person who carried him out of the dark room eight years ago was only eight years older than him, a 19-year-old boy.

Wen Li was a little dazed. He came to his senses only after being put on the bed. He subconsciously grabbed He Yunjing's wrist.

He Yunjing stopped and asked him, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wen Li looked at him for a while before letting go of his hand and asked him, "Should I call you brother?"

"It's up to you, it's just a name." He Yunjing straightened up and glanced at the furnishings in the room. It was simple and clean, but lacked the vitality of the room.

He Yunjing withdrew his gaze indifferently, "I'll go call the family doctor. You don't look drunk."

"No, I just don't drink much, so my mind is clear." Wen Li leaned against the head of the bed and asked He Yunjing for the first time, "Are you really my dad's friend?"

He Yunjing pulled a chair from the desk and sat down beside the bed. "Are you finally willing to ask?"

Wen Li looked over and said nothing, just stared at him.

He Yunjing tilted his head, his hair covering his head as he explained, "We're not friends, but we've met. I owe your father a favor. You're his son, and since he's not around, I can only rely on you, so you don't need to worry that I'll kick you out."

"But you've helped me a lot and taken me in for eight years. You should have repaid the favor long ago."

"There is one more thing I haven't returned."

"what?"

"I asked someone to investigate your father's death, and it wasn't suicide."

He Yunjing looked into Wen Li's eyes. They were testing each other. Wen Li was testing his purpose, and he was also testing Wen Li's determination for revenge, trying to figure out whether Wen Li would do something extreme for revenge.

Wen Li's eyelashes trembled, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, he looked at He Yunjing with sobs, "Who is it?"

"You should know him. He's your father's friend. You were neighbors before the accident." He Yunjing took out his cell phone and showed Wen Li a recent photo of Jiang Sui.

A flash of hatred passed through Wen Li's eyes. He bit his lip and said nothing, looking a little stubborn.

He Yunjing took the phone back and said to Wen Li with a hint of regret, "But it happened too long ago, the evidence has been destroyed, and we can't take legal action."

"You tell me why?"

"Revenge for your parents, isn't that obvious?" He Yunjing took out a cigarette and lit it. "You are nineteen years old, already an adult, you should take on your own responsibilities."

"You said there was no evidence?"

"You won't take revenge if you don't have evidence?" He Yunjing looked at him with amusement. "There are many ways to take revenge. You don't have to go through the formal channels, but you have to do it cleanly without any suspicion."

Wen Li's suspicion grew even stronger, and he asked him uncertainly, "You want to help me get revenge?"

"This is my revenge." He Yunjing scratched his forehead with a cigarette. "I was a student sponsored by your father. I was about to graduate from high school, but the sponsorship was suddenly cut off. I was forced to go out into society before I even graduated from high school. Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."

Wen Li frowned slightly, "Are you not doing well now?"

"You can't be unaware of what I've been doing outside these eight years? Do you think this is a good life?"

Wen Li subconsciously glanced at the scar on the base of He Yunjing's right hand. This was indeed not a good life.

He Yunjing is a smart man. If he had taken the college entrance examination, graduated from college and then went out to work, even if he could not live the rich life he has now, he would have no worries about food and drink, and he would not have to live in fear for so many years and suffer so many injuries.

Wen Li said, "I need to think about it."

"You should think it over carefully. Come to me when you have made up your mind."

After He Yunjing finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. Wen Li grabbed his wrist again and hugged him when He Yunjing turned around.

He Yunjing frowned and his body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly relaxed and stood there allowing Wen Li to kneel on the bed and hug him tightly.

Wen Li whispered, "Thank you, brother."

Wen Li's voice is a very pleasant boyish voice, and it is even softer now.

He Yunjing lowered his eyes and did not move. They were so similar that he was afraid he would mistake Wen Li for Hua Li. Any substitute was really not acceptable.

He took a deep breath and pulled Wen Li away, "Lie down, I'll ask the servants to bring some sobering soup."

This time He Yunjing really left. After giving instructions to the servants, he returned to his room, feeling quite troubled.

However, he didn't know that after he left, Wen Li, who was originally drunk, became completely sober. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling and muttering to himself.

"It's confirmed, he's not a pervert."

Wen Li was indeed pretending to be drunk. He did not believe in unfounded kindness, especially from the person who had taken him in for eight years.

Before, he really thought that He Yunjing and his father were friends, but when he knew that He Yunjing was only 28 years old, he completely dispelled this idea. They definitely could not be friends.

If he was not a friend, why did He Yunjing take him in and treat him so well?

Wen Li thought a lot, but felt that it was not important, as long as he could rule out the worst scenarios.

First, He Yunjing didn't have any bad intentions towards him. When He Yunjing asked him to have a couple of drinks with him, he decided to take advantage of the situation and test the waters.

His face would turn red when he drank, so just pay attention to his eyes and expression. After testing, he was sure that He Yunjing didn't mean that, but Wen Li didn't completely believe He Yunjing's words about helping him get revenge.

Second, He Yunjing did not train him to do anything. In these eight years, He Yunjing did not require him to learn anything. The only thing was that three years ago, an injured man was sent here to teach him some fighting skills.

If He Yunjing was given away as a toy, it is impossible for him to be taught these things. This point can be ruled out. It is also not that he is wanted to be a subordinate or an heir.

The two worst-case scenarios he could think of were ruled out, and he could accept the remaining one no matter what the reason was.

But Wen Li had a vague feeling that He Yunjing seemed to be testing him and even took the initiative to mention his enemies. Could it be that he had discovered something?

It shouldn't happen. In the past eight years, He Yunjing didn't hire anyone to monitor his whereabouts, and Lin Yue just followed him from a distance. If He Yunjing knew that the things he did would not lead to this kind of reaction, he would definitely test him further.