After being dumped by his son and his father

I have to say that Wei Qing's external conditions are very good, his height is close to 1.9 meters, he has the figure of a golden ratio model, and he is also a walking hanger. He looks too low-grade, but has the charm of a family man. His facial features are tough and deep. If you look closely, you can find a small mole on the tip of his nose, his eyes are very light brown, and his lips are thin and dark. Pale, at first glance it looks a bit like a mixed race.

Wen Ziheng said before that he likes Wei Qing's eyes the most. Whenever he is stared at affectionately by those eyes, he feels that he is Wei Qing's whole world, because he sees only himself reflected in those eyes. figure.

And now Wen Ziheng thinks so too, when Wei Qing turned his head to look at him, Wen Ziheng suddenly felt his heart beating faster.

thump, thump—

The beating heart seemed to be jumping out of his throat. It has been five years, and Wei Qing's eyes still have an irresistible attraction to Wen Ziheng.

"I have something to tell you." Wen Ziheng said in a hoarse voice.

"What's the matter?" Wei Qing asked.

"It was five years ago..."

Wen Ziheng thought about his words for a long time and just started, when he heard Wen Xi in Wei Qing's arms grunt twice in a daze. It seemed that he was a little uncomfortable to sleep in one position for a long time. He was in Wei Qing's arms. He moved around and wanted to climb up Wei Qing's shoulders.

"What's the matter?" Wei Qing changed his posture and hugged Wen Xi upright, letting the little guy put his arms around his neck and lie on one of his shoulders. It was silent for a long time.

Wei Qing stroked Wen Xi's back lightly a few times, turned his head to look, and found that this kid was also leaning his head on his shoulder and continued to fall asleep. Wen Xi's face was very sensual, and a small pile of flesh was squeezed out. Wei Qing couldn't help but want to reach out and poke the child's face.

"Your son is sound asleep." Wei Qing smiled and said warmly, then remembered what Wen Ziheng had just said, and said, "By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

"I mean……"

Before Wen Ziheng could say the next thing, the sound of a car whistle not far away caught Wei Qing's attention. Wen Ziheng fell silent and looked in the direction Wei Qing turned his head. The black Maybach slowly drove towards them while reducing the speed of the car, and then stopped firmly in front of them. The driver hurriedly got out of the car and went around to open the rear door for them.

I don't know if it's because God deliberately didn't let Wen Ziheng tell Wei Qing this secret, the two of them hugged Wen Xi and sat in the back seat, when Wen Ziheng was thinking about how to open his mouth and cut into the topic of Wen Xi's life experience, Wei Qing's The mobile phone rang unexpectedly. It was Mrs. Wei who called to inquire after hearing some rumors from Wei Qing's uncle. She thought that Wei Qing had encountered a difficult situation and entered the police station and was not even willing to tell their parents.

"It's just a little thing, don't worry about it, I'm fine." Wei Qing said in a perfunctory tone, he didn't want Wei's mother to know that he found his uncle to use his family relationship to help Wen Ziheng solve his personal affairs.

Wei Qing knows her mother very well, she is a person who likes to investigate everything to the end, and after Wei Qing and Wen Ziheng broke up five years ago, she was depressed for a long time, so scared that Wei's mother put down everything at hand and followed him every step of the way. Take care of him, afraid that he won't be able to figure out what happened for a while.

Until now, Wei's mother, who is eager to love her son, is not very relieved that Wei Qing will move out to live alone, and can't wait to send a group of bodyguards to monitor him 24 hours a day.

"Are you really okay?" Mrs. Wei wanted to ask again, but she was afraid of making Wei Qing impatient, so she even spoke cautiously, "Son, if you have any difficulties, you must remember to tell your parents, otherwise Mom was so worried that she couldn't sleep at night."

"..." Wei Qing suddenly felt a headache, wanted to rub the center of her brows, but found that she was holding Wen Xi with the other hand, and said helplessly after a long silence, "I got it, Mom, let's do this first, and I'll get back to you when I'm free." Telephone."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Qing said to Wen Ziheng who turned his head and looked out the car window: "What did you want to say just now?"

"Ah?" Wen Ziheng looked back at Wei Qing in confusion, "What do I want to say?"

Wei Qing: "..." He knew that Wen Ziheng was pretending to be stupid at this time. Wen Ziheng used to like to use this trick when he didn't want to talk to him. At first, he was able to get away with the innocent Wei Qing. The number of times increased, and Wei Qing, who was gradually promoted from a new driver to an old driver, gradually figured out a solution, that is, directly picked up the sulking Wen Ziheng and threw it on the big bed, and then pressed it on——

The so-called one shot to wipe out all grievances and enmity is nothing more than that.

It's just that at present, it seems that this method is obviously not feasible, and maybe Wen Ziheng will give him a violent beating.

So until Wei Qing sent Wen Ziheng and Wen Xi to their home, Wen Ziheng didn't get over the sudden depression. Wei Qing followed Wen Ziheng into the bedroom as quietly as a chicken and put Wen Xi on the bed Looking at Wen Ziheng with a warm wet towel to wipe Wen Xi's face, hands and feet, and then at the two pillows placed side by side on the bed, a feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred could not help but grow in his heart.

Wen Ziheng, who changed Wenxi's clothes, saw that Wei Qing was still standing there motionless, his scorching gaze almost made a hole in the pillow on the bed.

Wen Ziheng was helpless: "Aren't you going?"

"Let's go now." Wei Qing walked out of the bedroom step by step, looking back three times. How much he wished that Wen Ziheng could tell him to stay at this moment, even if he was sleeping on the sofa, he would be willing, but it's a pity that Wen Ziheng leaned against the bedroom with cold eyes Watching him leave in front of the door frame, completely ignoring his yearning gaze.

When he got to the gate, Wei Qing turned back unwillingly and said, "I'm really going..."

"Wait a moment."

Wei Qing turned around like a gust of wind, looking at Wen Ziheng with piercing eyes: "Is there anything else?"

"..." Wen Ziheng was frightened by Wei Qing's wolf-like eyes, and he remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "You haven't had dinner yet, and it happens that I still have some fresh ingredients at home, so you can take them home and make something to eat. "

In fact, Wen Ziheng wanted to say that he would cook a bowl of noodles for Wei Qing, but he was frightened by Wei Qing's excited reaction, so that the words came to his mouth abruptly and changed into another meaning.

Two minutes later, Wei Qing returned home listlessly with two bags of ingredients. He sighed deeply. For the first time, he felt that he was not as happy as a four-year-old child. At least Wen Xi could spend every night with Wen Ziheng. share the same bed.

I'm really envious...

The same person who tossed and couldn't sleep that night was Mrs. Wei who lived in a rich man's villa in the suburbs. Ever since she finished talking with her son Wei Qing on the phone five hours ago, Mrs. Wei has been in a restless mood. , She was really frightened by Wei Qing's self-harming lifestyle four or five years ago. Even though Wei Qing's depression has improved a lot in the past few years, it still cannot completely eliminate her worries.

After hesitating for a long time, Mrs. Wei, who was really worried, tiptoed out of bed, picked up her mobile phone, went to the balcony and dialed Uncle Wei's number.

Uncle Wei, who had just finished working overtime, drove home to take a shower and rest. After receiving a call from Mrs. Wei, he was very helpless: "Sister-in-law, I promised Xiaoqing not to tell anyone about this, so don't ask me, if If you really want to know, just ask Xiaoqing directly."

Mrs. Wei scolded: "If Xiaoqing was willing to tell me, would I still call you so late?"

"Then I really have no other choice. You can't just keep your promises." At this point, Uncle Wei paused, thought for a while, and then said, "But you don't have to ask for information from me, do you? There are so many people, you can find out one, two, three of anyone you want, of course, if you are so rash to inquire, Xiaoqing will definitely think that you are meddling in his affairs, why don't you just find a private detective, It is convenient and quick and can check all aspects clearly.”

Mrs. Wei was stunned when she heard that, subconsciously she wanted to shake her head and refuse, but after thinking about it, she felt that Uncle Wei's suggestion might be feasible.

After noticing Mrs. Wei's hesitation, Uncle Wei struck while the iron was hot and said excitedly: "I'll give you a private detective's contact information later, let him check things to ensure reliability, and he is very smart, and he will never be discovered by Xiaoqing." Clues."

Mrs. Wei was still struggling: "Xiaoqing will be angry if she finds out?"

"Just don't let him know." Uncle Wei persuaded him indiscriminately, and finally revealed his selfish gossip, "Sister-in-law, if you find out anything, remember to tell me, I also want to see who that person is How sacred is it that Xiaoqing can be so caring."

Mrs. Wei took advantage of the situation and asked: "Which person?"

"That's the one..." Uncle Wei stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. He was very vigilant, and instantly realized that his sister-in-law was deliberately trying to trick him, so he started talking about something, and it didn't take long. He also said that he was about to take a shower and go to bed and hang up the phone. At the same time, he did not forget to tell Mrs. Wei, "The private detective I recommended to you usually has a lot of business. If you want to find him, you must look for it as soon as possible."

At the same time as the voice fell, the phone also hung up.

Mrs. Wei was so angry that she scolded Uncle Wei a few words. How could she not know that Uncle Wei was so active in asking her to find a private detective for other purposes?

It's not to satisfy his gossip heart.

Uncle Wei, who just used his contacts to rescue Wen Ziheng tonight, naturally knew why Wei Qing entered the police station. He was very curious about the relationship between Wei Qing and Wen Ziheng. The president of the Buddhist department who puts everything in his eyes, even if a hundred women stood naked in front of Wei Qing, Wei Qing would not necessarily take a look at him.

But a high-altitude flower like Wei Qing is willing to go to war for an ordinary employee who doesn't mind the trouble. Uncle Wei's jaw almost fell to the ground when he heard the news at the time, but he didn't dare to ask more questions or investigate privately. Wei Qing's privacy, and later, driven by great curiosity, she made a phone call and passed the news to Mrs. Wei vaguely.

Uncle Wei knew that Mrs. Wei would never be able to hold back.

Sure enough, the next morning, Mrs. Wei, who had suffered from insomnia all night, couldn't help but find the private detective recommended to her by Uncle Wei.

The news that the principal and several parents went to the company to make trouble spread widely when they went to work the next day. Colleagues who didn't know the inside story thought that Wen Ziheng was being troubled by someone, so Wen Ziheng took Wen Xi by the hand. The forefoot has only stepped into the office area, and the next second it becomes the object of everyone's focus.

It wasn't until Chen Huan hurried over to drive everyone away that the noisy air calmed down instantly.

Wen Xi has always been afraid of crowded places, but just now he was suddenly surrounded by so many people, so frightened that he hugged Wen Ziheng's thighs and kept digging into the middle of his father's legs, his small face was terribly pale, biting The tight lips looked around in horror, and the eyes overflowed with fear.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Ziheng picked up Wen Xi and walked into the office quickly, put the little guy on the sofa, and saw him crawl to the corner of the sofa without even taking off his shoes, shrinking his body into a small size A small ball, only a pair of round eyes protruding from the arms.

Chen Huan followed into the office, rubbed his hands together and explained in embarrassment: "Brother Heng, everyone is very worried about you. They were too excited just now and forgot to consider Xiaoxi's feelings."

"I know, when you go out and tell everyone that we're fine, it's just that Xiaoxi needs a quiet space to stay for a while." Wen Ziheng smiled at Chen Huan, then took out a candy from his pocket, and quickly peeled off the wrapping paper Handed it to Wen Xi's mouth, "Want some candy? Daddy feed you some candy, okay?"

Wen Xi didn't answer Wen Ziheng's words, and sat curled up in the corner of the sofa without even moving. He stared at Wen Ziheng with wide eyes.

Wen Ziheng didn't take back his hand either, and just sat in front of Wen Xi in the posture of handing candy. The father and son stared at each other, but Wen Ziheng's mood became more and more depressed as time went by. Just when he thought that his son would not talk to him as usual, he suddenly saw Wen Xi stretching out his neck cautiously, and while observing Wen Ziheng's reaction, he opened his mouth to swallow the little round candy he was pinching on his fingertips.

Immediately after rolling the sugar under his tongue, the little guy immediately retracted his head.

Although Wen Xi still didn't speak, his rare initiative almost moved Wen Ziheng to tears. Wen Ziheng leaned over and kissed his son's forehead, smiled and patted the little guy's furry head and said : "My son is so good."

Before this, Wen Ziheng never knew that a piece of candy could shorten the distance between him and Wen Xi. Wen Xi got out of the state of autism.

It is a pity that it turns out that Wen Ziheng's efforts are in the wrong direction. What Wenxi needs most is not such a splendid living environment or such expensive psychological treatment, but more care from Wen Ziheng as the only father.

For the next period of time, Wen Ziheng will take Wenxi with him wherever he goes. He has already found a new kindergarten for Wenxi, but it is very troublesome to go through the procedures, and parents have been queuing up for that kindergarten since two years ago. To sign up, Wen Ziheng needs money to find a relationship if he wants Wenxi to join the class temporarily.

For Wen Ziheng, money is not a big problem, the key is that he doesn't know many friends in this city, and there are even fewer friends who can be useful. After thinking about it, it seems that only Wei Qing can help him This is busy.

It's a pity that Wei Qing is so busy these days, Wen Ziheng seldom sees him in the company, and goes downstairs to Wei Qing's house every night to knock on the door, but there is no response.

Finally, Wen Ziheng once ran into Wei Qing who was walking out with his secretary in the company, and was about to go over to have a conversation, when he suddenly saw several high-level executives coming out of the conference room, they called Wei Qing casually, and a group of people surrounded him like a tide up.

In desperation, Wen Ziheng had no choice but to stand not far away and wait. Unexpectedly, the wait would take more than half an hour. Those high-level executives had a lot of work matters to discuss with Wei Qing, and asked if Wei Qing had any other arrangements in the future. Later, he warmly invited him to sit in the conference room and continue talking.

Wen Ziheng almost despaired of waiting, seeing that they were going to the conference room, he had no choice but to leave quietly.

As a result, he had just taken two steps when he heard a deep and pleasant voice behind him: "Manager Wen."

Wen Ziheng was stunned for a moment, even if he turned his back to the group of people behind him at the moment, he could still feel the probing gazes they all cast on him, turned around silently, and saw that Wei Qing had strode towards him In front of him today, Wei Qing was wearing a light gray casual suit without a tie. The white shirt inside was not buttoned in the usual manner, but the top three buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his sexy neck.

"Manager Wen is looking for me?" Wei Qing asked calmly on the surface, but secretly blinked at Wen Ziheng, the smile on his face was almost overflowing, and he was expressionless when he was talking to several high-level officials just now. He was a completely different person.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wen Ziheng could see the dissatisfied expressions of several high-level executives not far away and the subtle eyes of the secretary. For a moment, he was so embarrassed that the flush on his cheeks spread to the roots of his ears.

Only then did he realize that he was just in a hurry to find Wei Qing but ignored the gap in their positions. Wei Qing is the boss of the company who controls the right to stay or stay of all the employees under him, while he is just a department manager. Qualified to step into the high-rise office area on the 23rd floor.

Thinking of these, Wen Ziheng felt more and more uncomfortable, and quickly said: "I would like to ask Mr. Wei's opinion on some minor work issues. If it is not convenient for Mr. Wei, then I will ask you another day when you have time. excuse me."

After Wen Ziheng finished his words neither humble nor overbearing, he prepared to flash away as quickly as possible, but Wei Qing laughed after hearing his words: "Am I a tiger?"

Wen Ziheng didn't understand Wei Qing's words, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I feel like you're afraid of me." Wei Qing reached out and patted Wen Ziheng's shoulder, "Relax, I won't eat you up, let's go, if you have any questions, come to my office and talk, yes It's-"

Only then did Wei Qing remember the existence of several high-level people behind him, turned around and said with a smile: "I have something to say to Manager Wen, do you mind?"

Shuguang Group is the property of the Wei family. Naturally, the family named Wei dominates the company, not to mention that Wei Qing is the legitimate head of the Wei family. Even if Wei Qing directly asked them to leave here, the senior management They didn't dare to say anything, and immediately dispersed.

Wen Ziheng followed Wei Qing into the office full of worries. This was not the first time he came to Wei Qing's office. He used to have work matters to discuss with Wei Qing, but now he wanted to ask Wei Qing for help with some personal matters. , The essential difference made Wen Ziheng feel guilty from the moment he stepped into the CEO's office. He stood awkwardly by the coffee table, and didn't even hear Wei Qing asking him to sit.

Wei Qing personally brewed two cups of tea and put them on the tea table. In a blink of an eye, Wen Ziheng was still standing at the same place just now, with a slightly ugly expression on his lips, and he seemed to be preoccupied.

"Don't you want to sit?" Wei Qing sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, joking with self-deprecation, "Xiaotu, you don't think you dislike me so much that you don't even want to sit on the sofa in my office?"

Wen Ziheng: "..." This guy's persecution paranoia is too serious.

What I want to say next is still a bit difficult for Wen Ziheng to say, but thinking of enrolling Wenxi in that kindergarten based on his own ability, he might have to wait in line until the year of the monkey, Wen Ziheng suddenly felt like talking to Wei Qing Seeking help didn't seem so difficult, he kept comforting himself - Wei Qing was also Wen Xi's father, and he was obliged to help Wen Xi solve the problem of going to school.

Even though Wei Qing didn't even know that he had such a son...

But he couldn't tell Wei Qing about Wen Xi's identity for the time being. What is the Wei family like? I don't know how Wei Qing's parents will treat Wen Xi, a grandson who suddenly appeared.

Before letting Wei Qing know the truth, he wanted to confirm the attitude of the Wei family.

"I have something to ask for your help." Wen Ziheng slowly sat down on the sofa opposite Wei Qing. At this moment, he was too guilty to look up into Wei Qing's eyes. It was as low as a mosquito chirping, "It's my son's kindergarten. He has dropped out of the previous kindergarten. I'm looking for a new kindergarten. You know that Wenxi's situation is a bit special. I don't think he can go to an ordinary kindergarten, but he is specially accepted. Kindergarten for children with autism is too demanding, and with my ability, I can't help Wenxi to sign up."

"So you want me to help you get a place in the kindergarten?" Wei Qing took Wen Ziheng's words lightly.

Wen Ziheng nodded with difficulty: "Yes..."

"Actually, this matter is easy to solve, but it's just a matter of little effort. As long as you open your mouth, I will definitely help you." Wei Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw Wen Ziheng's face flushed from nervousness. If Ziheng's ears grow on the top of his head, then he must be a rabbit, he looks so much alike, almost exactly the same, "So you just waited for me for such a small thing for more than half an hour?"

Wen Ziheng didn't know how to answer Wei Qing's words, so he simply lowered his head and remained silent.

"Little rabbit, you are too out of touch. Don't you have my mobile phone number? If you need anything, just call me, don't bother."

Wei Qing's voice with a strong smile came from far to near. Wen Ziheng's eyes fell on the dark coffee-colored carpet under his feet. Standing up, he walked slowly to his side, and then Wei Qing's magnetic voice rang in his ear: "But this is the second time I've helped you, so don't you just give me a verbal thank you this time?" ? We have been dating for so long, you should know that I am not a person who likes to work in vain. "

Wen Ziheng raised his head abruptly, and almost bumped into Wei Qing's shoulder. He looked at Wei Qing in surprise, even though he knew what the other party was hiding in his words, he could only pretend to be stupid at this moment: "I think you may not I need material thanks, if you need my help in any place in the future, I will never hesitate to define it, if you want something and it is within my range, I can buy it for you."

In the end, even Wen Ziheng himself thought it was funny.

He, a department manager with a monthly salary, expresses material gratitude to the president who gets a dividend every year. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a poor man showing off his wealth in front of a local tycoon—overreaching and embarrassing.

"Do you think I'm lacking those things?" Wei Qing said with a chuckle. He rested one hand on the armrest of the sofa, approaching Wen Ziheng at a speed visible to the naked eye, and sprayed all the breath in Wen Ziheng's ears when he spoke. , "I want you to pay—"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ziheng's entire face was instantly covered with shame and anger. He never thought that Wei Qing would say such disgusting words.

Before Wen Ziheng had time to erupt, Wei Qing suddenly lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, and gave a thud, fearing that Wei Qing, who was being beaten by Wen Ziheng, jumped to a position five meters away after kissing him, smiling like Only stole the fishy cat: "The concise version of meat compensation, commonly known as kissing face."

Wen Ziheng: "..." Are you fucking childish? It's fun to play around, isn't it?