After being dumped by his son and his father

"No—" Wen Ziheng was about to shake off Wei Qing's hand reflexively, but that hand was tightly wrapped around Wen Ziheng's wrist like a pliers, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

"Wen Ziheng, let's go out." Wei Qing still said the same words, but this time there was a bit more earnestness and pleading in his words.

In fact, even Wei Qing himself couldn't understand why he was so persistent in separating Wen Ziheng and Qi Chengche.

Even though he subconsciously wished that Qi Chengche would disappear from Wen Ziheng's world immediately, and that crazy jealousy was running around in his nerves and almost engulfed him, but he had to admit that at this moment he had no position at all. Express your jealousy and dissatisfaction.

After all, Qi Chengche is Wen Ziheng's partner.

And he, Wei Qing, is just an irrelevant past tense.

However, he is not reconciled. It has been five years, and what he wants is not this result. He pretends to be indifferent and resentful, but when he sees Sun Jingyi and Wen Yuanxian making things difficult for him, he can't help but stand up. Just want to get Wen Ziheng's attention.

"Xiaotu." Wei Qing moved his lips, and suddenly called out a nickname that only he and Wen Ziheng knew.

Hearing this, Wen Ziheng froze suddenly, opened his eyes wide and looked at Wei Qing in amazement, wisps of red quickly spread to the corners of his eyes as if they were alive, it really looked like a frightened bird with such red eyes. rabbit.

However, the look of surprise didn't last long on Wen Ziheng's face, and was soon replaced by rising sullenness. He suddenly pulled out the hand held by Wei Qing, pointed to the door, and said with a deep breath, "You go." , I have nothing to say between you and me."

"Mr. Wei." Qi Chengche said with an ugly expression and a stiff tone, "Can we talk about it later? Both sides calm down, what you say now will only add fuel to the flames."

Before Wei Qing could speak, the pale Wen Ziheng stood up from the chair, glared at Wei Qing, pointed at the door and said loudly: "I let you go, don't you understand people's words?"

Wei Qing pursed her thin lips without saying a word, staring at Wen Ziheng in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

At this moment, Wen Ziheng couldn't control his emotions at all. There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, and the jumping bright yellow flame occupied all his sight, making him unable to see clearly the scene in front of him, let alone knowing that he was here. Where in a second.

"You go!" Wen Ziheng said with the instinct of resistance.

"I'm just..." Wei Qing said awkwardly, but he swallowed the words abruptly in the middle. His dark eyes lingered between Wen Ziheng and Qi Chengche for a moment, and suddenly felt a breath stuck in his throat, I can't spit it out.

In the end Wei Qing compromised: "Okay, I'll go, don't be angry."

Picking up the coat that was on the back of the chair and preparing to leave, a small silver spoon hit Wei Qing's white shirt abruptly. With a small face, the little guy's eyes were staring like copper bells, and anger and uneasiness billowed like smoke.

"Bad guy." The little guy yelled crisply, "You are a bad guy."

"..." Wei Qing frowned slightly, he didn't like this child very much, "I'm not a bad person."

"You're the bad guy!" After speaking firmly, Wen Xi suddenly flattened his mouth, raised his head and burst into tears, "You bully my father, I won't allow you to bully my father!"

Wen Ziheng was also a little at a loss when he saw this, he rarely saw Wen Xi break down and cry like this, he hastily hugged Wen Xi's trembling little body into his arms to comfort him.

"I'm sorry." Wei Qing said hesitantly, he still wanted to step forward to comfort the child, but he didn't expect Wen Xi to become vigilant when he saw him take two steps away from the corner of his eyes, with tears in his eyes. The tea-brown eyes stared at Wei Qing for a moment, and then slipped into Qi Chengche's arms next to him.

Qi Chengche hugged Wen Xi and quickly distanced the distance between them and Wei Qing. Wen Ziheng stood in front of them, his cold expression seemed to be covered with icy scum.

He looked straight at Wei Qing and said, "Wei Dong, let's call it a day. If you are determined not to give me a way out, even if I kneel in front of you and beg you, I won't be able to keep the Jieda Department, so Whether the Jieda department is dead or alive is up to you, and don't threaten me with this in the future."

In the end, Wei Qing didn't even know how he left. He was still dazed. The scene in front of him stayed on the scene of a beautiful and harmonious family of three fighting against him as a foreign enemy. Every frame of the picture was like a sharp needle. Precisely and fiercely pierced into his eyes.

Walking out of the elevator in a daze, there was only one security guard on duty in the empty hall.

"If I say no, I just can't. Why are you so stubborn, young man? It's not good for you to spend so much time doing other things. Do you have to spend it on this?" The security guard gritted his teeth and hated. It means that iron does not become steel.

The student who was stopped outside the hall by the security was a student in school uniform, over 1.8 meters tall, with short hair, and the light outside was dim and backlit. Wei Qing couldn't see his face clearly, but the clear and pleasant voice was very pleasant. familiar.

"Brother, just let me in. My friend is up there. He has something urgent to do with me. We just had a quarrel last time. We made up a long time ago."

"Who are you fooling, kid?" The security guard sneered, and said unceremoniously, "People treat you like a robber, but you are good friends, and this road is not easy to walk. If they don't want you, they can't force you What's the matter, I think you are very handsome, what kind of girlfriend can't be found, don't hang on this tree."

"Brother, just help me once, and you will collect the cigarette money first—"

When passing by, Wei Qing happened to see a stack of bright red bills in the boy's hand, and was silently stuffing them into the security guard's hand.

Wei Qing just took a quick glance and then looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything, didn't recognize the boy's identity, and continued to walk out without squinting. He has never been in the habit of meddling in other people's business.

As a result, the boy saw Wei Qing sharply, and was taken aback. He and Wei Qing had met many times, but they were not familiar with each other.

So the boy watched Wei Qing pass by him, and after the two of them staggered, he suddenly realized that Wei Qing had come out of the building in front of him. Said, quickly turned around and chased after Wei Qing.

"Brother Wei." Shao Ke ran out of breath.

"It's Shao Ke, what a coincidence." Wei Qing said without any expression on his face and without any ups and downs in his voice.

Shao Ke has long been used to Wei Qing's indifference. If Wei Qing put on a surprised and enthusiastic look at this time, he would be shocked. After considering his words in his heart, Shao Ke smiled brightly: "Yes. , I didn’t expect to meet Brother Wei here, may I ask if you live here or are you here to visit friends?”

"I don't live here." Wei Qing replied, Qi Chengche is his rival in love, not a friend, so he has no reason to come here again in the future.

"Is that where your friend lives?" Shao Ke asked.

"No." Wei Qing glanced at his watch through the street light, and then said, "I will pretend that I didn't hear the conversation you had with the security just now, and I won't tell your parents or anyone else. You sneaked out of school, right? The college entrance examination is one more quarter away, I advise you to go back and study hard, and don't waste your energy on unnecessary things."

Wei Qing and Shao Jiaping are both good friends and partners, and they often hear praises from Shao Jiaping and his wife Chen Rui about their son Shao Ke. track.

I'm afraid that the couple didn't know that their son, who is excellent and self-disciplined, would skip class at night, stalk the woman's downstairs, and be turned away.

Wei Qing gave a suggestion and left. Of course, the result was as he expected. Even if Shao Ke took a lot of money to bribe the security guards, it would not help.

Wen Ziheng and Qi Chengche upstairs didn't know anything about what happened below, they coaxed Wen Xi for a long time, until one o'clock in the morning, they finally put the little guy with tears on his face to sleep.

Wen Xi, who was sleeping soundly, was still holding on to Qi Chengche's clothes tightly with his little hands. Wen Ziheng wanted to take Wen Xi home, but just as he gently tore that little hand off Qi Chengche's clothes, Wen Xi suddenly opened it. Eyes, blushing, he kept digging into Qi Chengche's arms.

In desperation, Wen Ziheng had to sleep on the sofa at Qi Chengche's house for one night, while Qi Chengche slept in the bedroom with Wen Xi in his arms. This house had the same design as Wen Ziheng's house, with only one bedroom and the other. It was converted into a study.

Wen Ziheng tossed and turned throughout the night and did not sleep well, until the sky outside the window was bright, he fell into a light sleep for a while.

Not long after, the sound of Qi Chengche gently opening the bedroom door was heard, and Wen Ziheng, who hadn't slept very well, woke up suddenly, and then couldn't fall asleep again.

After a night of sleep, Wen Xi's mood stabilized a lot. After eating the steamed buns and soy milk prepared by Qi Chengche with a blank expression, Qi Chengche took the panda schoolbag on his back and led him out of the house. Wen Ziheng, the poor father who was neglected, followed alone behind. .

When passing by the lobby, the security guard suddenly stopped Qi Chengche and handed him a stack of hundred-yuan bills wrapped in newspaper.

After opening the newspaper, Qi Chengche's expression was not quite right, and because Wen Ziheng was watching beside him, he raised his lips and pretended to smile nonchalantly, took Wen Xi's hand that was holding the hem of his clothes and continued walking forward.

Wen Ziheng saw all of Qi Chengche's micro expressions in his eyes, hesitated for a long time, and when the two were about to separate and get into the car, he asked a lot: "Is that Shao Jiaping still pestering you?"

"No." Qi Chengche answered very quickly, and then changed the subject very bluntly, "Are you going to be late for work? Then you go first, I will take Xiaoxi to the kindergarten."

Seeing that Qi Chengche didn't want to say more, Wen Ziheng didn't ask any more questions.

Following the traffic jams along the way, Wen Ziheng came to the company on the tail of nine o'clock. In fact, with his position and the current situation of the department, he didn't have to abide by the working hours at all, but the habit he had developed over the years Or make him unwilling to be late and leave early.

Chen Huan and the employees of the department all came early and sat in their respective cubicles in a daze. There was a depressive atmosphere in the air of the office area.

The water dispenser in the office was still empty, Wen Ziheng took off his coat, took a water cup to go to tea and indirect water, and took a look at Moments with his mobile phone by the way.

After scrolling down a few pages, Wen Yuanxian's profile picture came into view unexpectedly.

Wen Ziheng paused, and carefully looked at the circle of friends she posted - after the lingering, when the dawn broke.

There is nothing unusual about these eight meaningful words. What attracted Wen Ziheng's attention was the two pictures below the words.

One is the night view of the city from the floor-to-ceiling windows, with heavy traffic and dim lights. Wen Yuanxian's slender figure in a bathrobe is projected on the glass. The other is a photo of Wen Yuanxian and a man. Wen Yuanxian vomits to the camera. Tongue, playful and cute, the man sat very close to her, with his face sideways, only the tall and straight face lines and long eyelashes hanging down.

The man next to Wen Yuanxian is Wei Qing.