After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

All four of them knew it, and with their superb acting skills, they remained calm under Zhao Lingyun's deadly gaze.

Seeing that they had successfully said goodbye, the tipsy Cheng Chiyue didn't know what was wrong with him, but he had to add one more sentence:

"Lingyun, don't worry, we didn't hear anything just now."

"Really! More real than gold!"

Zhao Lingyun: "It's okay. It's okay to hear it."

Anyway, she is not the one who is embarrassed.

It was the sober Cheng Wen.

In comparison, Wen Yinuo, who was slightly tipsy after taking a sip of fruit wine, was much cuter.

"Sister!" The young man's eyes were full of joy, "You have to be well!"

Under the unfriendly gaze of Wen Yinuo's guardian, the Master of Face Changing pinched the soft flesh on the boy's cheek:

"It's all right, we're all going to be fine."

"When we have our wedding in the future, I'm waiting for Nobo to be my best man."

Cheng Chiyue was not convinced: "Wanwan, why is Lingyun so mean to me?"

Cheng Wan covered her mouth:

"Sister, my dear sister, just shut up."

"You haven't separated your head from your body yet, all thanks to Noble."

Cheng Chiyue felt even more aggrieved: "QAQ Wanwan um...!"

Before he could finish his words, Cheng Wan covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Fu Jincheng waited patiently for Wen Yinuo to pull Zhao Lingyun. After giving him a bunch of irrelevant instructions, he took the initiative to come over and pull him:

"Brother! Let's go home."

Fu Jincheng nodded to Zhao Lingyun and shook the boy's hand:

"Okay, let's go home."

Although it was past ten o'clock at this point in time, there were still many people and various stalls along the way.

Although the car was going much slower than when we came here, the bustling atmosphere around us made people feel relaxed.

Wen Yinuo leaned against the car window, looking at the street scenery along the way.

Various small stalls are close to each other, and the sounds of shouting and soliciting customers are endless.

Mixed in with the sounds are the customers bargaining over prices for their purchases.

Some disputes are so intense that people nearby have to persuade them to avoid a fight.

The black car moved slowly and finally reached the exit of the alley. Wen Yinuo, who was watching quietly, spoke up:

"Brother! Look at that!"

Fu Jincheng is driving.

There was a lot of traffic at the entrance of the alley, and it was impossible for him to divide his attention, both for his own safety and the safety of his behavior.

He quickly glanced at Wen Yinuo in the rearview mirror, with a smile on his face:

"Xiaobao, did you see anything you like?"

Wen Yinuo immediately sat down like a primary school student and nodded seriously: "Yeah, yeah! I like it very much!"

"Even before, you and mom wouldn't let me eat too much."

Fu Jincheng laughed: "Then let's get off the car and buy it later?"

"Really?!" Wen Yinuo was so excited that he wanted to pounce on Fu Jincheng, but was pulled back to his seat by the seat belt.

The dazed boy fiddled with the seat belt a few times, but couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up.

"No, no." He overturned his previous answer, "Mom said that if you eat too much, your teeth will hurt."

Fu Jincheng vaguely guessed what Wen Yinuo had just seen.

He drove a distance, found an empty parking space, parked the car, got out, opened the back door, and lowered his voice:

"We won't tell Mom."

Wen Yinuo twisted his fingers for a long time before handing his hand to Fu Jincheng:

"Ok."

"But brother, you have to keep your word and not tell mom."

Fu Jincheng took his hand, closed the car door, and kissed the boy's fingertips: "Promise not to tell."

The parking place is about ten minutes' walk from the alley we just left.

Wen Yinuo, who was drunk and dizzy, completely let go in front of Fu Jincheng.

After walking a short distance, he complained to the people around him: "It's too far, I don't want to walk anymore."

"Then I'll carry you?" Fu Jincheng said as he was about to squat down.

Wen Yinuo, who was dizzy, used his last clear mind to observe his surroundings.

"No." He refused sternly, "I'm an adult."

"It's embarrassing to have you, my brother, carry all these people on your back."

Fu Jincheng smiled: "How about hugging instead?"

Wen Yinuo blinked and shook his head quickly: "No, no! That's even worse!"

"I've decided! I want to go on my own!"

Fu Jincheng held Wen Yinuo in his arms, creating a separate space for him from the passers-by around him. In his clear green eyes, there was only doting:

"Okay, okay, our little treasure will go by himself."

When they reached the entrance of the alley, Wen Yinuo hesitated again.

When you are in the car, you have a separate and safe space, and you don't have a specific estimate of the number of people in the alley.

Now get out of the car and stand directly on the ground.

Looking at the people coming and going, the boy's excitement suddenly disappeared.

"There are so many people here." He hid behind Fu Jincheng, "Why don't we go back?"

As he said this, there was no less expectation in Wen Yinuo's eyes.

"Xiaobao, do you believe your brother?" Fu Jincheng held his hand tightly.

Wen Yinuo didn't hesitate for a second: "Believe it!"

The person he trusts the most is his brother!

"Then let's go in." Fu Jincheng half hugged the boy, "I will protect you."

Wen Yinuo was distracted for a few seconds before he matched "you" with himself.

The trust in Fu Jincheng and the expectation at that moment eventually took over the fear.

He nodded, and under Fu Jincheng's airtight protection, he walked into the flowing crowd.

The two walked around the alley twice but couldn't find the stall that Wen Yinuo had pointed out before.

Fu Jincheng felt very sorry.

After so much effort, I was so happy to hear Wen Yinuo mention something, but I missed it.

Really unwilling to do so.

"It's okay." Wen Yinuo comforted Fu Jincheng in return, "I'm very happy to be with my brother!"

"Little drunkard." Fu Jincheng scolded with a smile, "He's just my brother?"

The half-drunk boy's brain was completely confused: "What is that? Brother, tell me."

Fu Jincheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he stood firm: "Xiaobao, think for yourself."

He won't say it, and he absolutely cannot say it.

Wen Yinuo tilted his head and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he stood on tiptoe and kissed Fu Jincheng on the face in the endless flow of people.

In an instant, everything lost its color in front of Fu Jincheng.

The chaotic sounds gradually weakened in my ears and finally disappeared.

He only heard Wen Yinuo's answer:

"It's brother."

"Still a boyfriend."