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

Wen Yinuo didn't say anything, just waited quietly for Wen Jian to continue.

"If a person does not fit the public's definition of 'normal', then he or she will attract strange looks from people."

"But the loudest voice never means the right one."

“The most important thing for us to live in this world is to please ourselves, rather than living our whole lives in the eyes and words of others.”

Wen Jian's voice was calm and gentle, as if he was telling a story from a very long time ago.

"Just like when mom adopted you and Dabao, it wasn't because people around you thought you would be too lonely alone."

"I just want to raise a child for fun."

Wen Yinuo blinked and held back his tears: "Mom!"

"Okay, okay." Wen Jian didn't think there was anything wrong with these words. "Mom said so much just to tell you."

"As long as it doesn't hurt anyone else, you can do whatever you want."

"People, the most important thing in this life is to live happily."

Wen Yinuo was silent for a long time, then let go of Wen Jian, looked into her eyes and said seriously:

"Then mom, I'll go out and tell my brother now that I like him?"

Wen Jian: "...That's not necessary."

Wen Yinuo was confused: "Why?"

Didn’t we tell him not to escape, but to be honest and brave enough to face his own heart?

Why does it not work now that he goes out and tells Fu Jincheng the truth?

If Wen Jian could hear Wen Yinuo's voice, he would definitely complain without hesitation.

She supported Xiaobao to go out and confess his feelings now, but she couldn't help but consider Dabao's arrogant and awkward attitude.

With Fu Jincheng's personality, especially now that he is in an invisible and awkward state.

If Wen Yinuo ran out and confessed directly, Fu Dabao would have the following two responses:

1. Don’t believe it, don’t accept it, just think Wen Yinuo lost the game and came to take the risk.

2. Believe it and accept it, but you will be bothered by it for the rest of your life.

I guess even if they die at the age of 100, they will still get up in the middle of the night and slap themselves.

Why didn't you have the tact to let Xiaobao confess first?

For the sake of the two children's future mental health, Wen Jian must intervene.

Of course, she couldn't say it.

"Xiaobao, have you ever seen a confession scene in a TV drama?" Wen Jian changed his perspective, "You have to be serious about it."

"From a mom's personal perspective, I don't approve of Xiaobao going out and confessing his feelings right now."

But if Wen Yinuo insisted on going, she would not stop him.

Well... the worst that can happen is that I'll see Fu Jincheng running away again, and then get caught and slapped a few times.

Wen Yinuo's heart was filled with excitement, but he gradually calmed down under Wen Jian's gentle words.

Indeed, it seemed too hasty and disrespectful for him to confess his feelings with nothing in his hands, and the person he was going to spend his life with was too person-friendly.

He has to wait a little longer.

Anyway, the result of the design competition will be announced in less than half a month.

When the results are announced, he will present his own work to Fu Jincheng as a confession of love.

——Although that brooch was originally intended for Fu Jincheng.

But, you don’t know, right?

Wen Jian felt relieved when he saw Wen Yinuo giving up on confessing his feelings.

God have mercy on her, she has been a psychological counselor for almost four years and really doesn’t want to listen to the two kids complaining anymore.

"Mom, I'm not going now." Wen Yinuo was much more relaxed. "I'll wait for a while."

He wanted to use his current self, without relying on his mother and brother, to get the best things and confess his feelings to Fu Jincheng.

"Xiaobao, just figure it out yourself." The more you stay and the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.

Wen Jian didn't want to stay in this room any longer.

"Mom went out first."

"Otherwise, with your brother's brain, he would definitely guess that the two of us are here and must be plotting something shameful!"

"Xiaobao, think about it slowly. Mom will call you when it's time for dinner."

In fact, Wen Jian left Wen Yinuo's bedroom and waited for a long time. After making sure that the person inside would not come out for the time being, he tiptoed and walked behind Fu Jincheng who was preparing another dish in the kitchen.

While Fu Jincheng was not paying attention, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the young man on the back.

Fu Jincheng was so scared that he almost ejected.

"Mom! You scared me to death!" Fu Jincheng glared at Wen Jian who was always looking for trouble, "I almost cut my hand!"

If it were in the past, Wen Jian would immediately go find a Band-Aid for Fu Jincheng (Fu Jincheng didn't know how to put one on, but as an elder, she always had to have an attitude).

Now, Wen Jian doesn't have the heart to care about such trivial matters:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Dabao, ah Dabao, how come you are so lucky?"

Fu Jincheng paused while cutting vegetables, and looked at Wen Jian with a horrified look as if "my mom is having a seizure again today."

Wen Jian: ...

Damn child, he never thinks of her well every day!

"Look, look, look, look! What are you looking at like that?" Wen Jian was so angry that he slapped Fu Jincheng on the back again, "Be serious!"

Fu Jincheng withdrew his gaze, but his thoughts still did not stop.

——He definitely didn’t know where he got stimulated from, and he started to get intermittently excited again.

"Fu Jincheng." Wen Jian changed his usual behavior and called out his full name seriously. "Guess what he said to me in Xiaobao's bedroom just now?"

Fu Jincheng's hand was shaking while cutting vegetables, and he almost cut his finger into the dish.

Every time Wen Jian called them by their full names, it must be something very important.

Recently, there is only one thing that matters to them.

"What did you say?"

Fu Jincheng thought he was very calm, but these four simple words made him tremble from beginning to end.

Wen Jian raised his eyebrows maliciously: "Guess."

Fu Jincheng: ...

Does he need to guess?

Look at this smug look, it must be Xiaobao who chose his mother's birthday plan.

Damn it!

None of the ones he customized were of any use.

"Xiaobao chose the birthday plan you decided on." Fu Jincheng said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. I'm fine."

"I've been away for so long, it's only right that Xiaobao chooses you as his mother."

Wen Jian's face changed from excited at the beginning, to what are you talking about, and finally to "This child is hopeless".

"No, Fu Dabao, that's all you can think about?" Wen Jian was so angry that he poked Fu Jincheng's temple several times, "Can you be a little braver?"

"If you're such a coward, don't even tell others that I raised you."

Fu Jincheng curled his lips, thinking that no matter how brave he was, he couldn't be that one.

"Fu Dabao, think about the alias you told me before, who do you like?"

Fu Jincheng chopped with a kitchen knife, making a deafening sound:

"I like Xiaobao."

Hasn't this been going on for several months?

Wen Jian didn't continue to sell his connections to tease people this time:

"Xiaobao just asked me to come in to tell me that he has someone he likes."