It's better to soak you in instant noodles [Quick Transmigration]

"Dad, is there anything dissatisfied with Xinyu?"

After a while, the silence in the room was broken by this voice. The young man who asked the question lowered his head slightly, and did not look at Meng Yile, and even showed some caution and obedience on his face.

Meng Yile was startled when he heard that, he wasn't dissatisfied with Xinyu, that girl was very cute, and her mind was pure, she looked like a little white rabbit, making people want to protect her when she saw her. Especially the pink on the cheeks, like a big fruit.

Sweet enough to make you want to take a bite.

Before he had time to think deeply, Wen Luling continued: "If there is anything wrong with her, I hope Dad will take care of it. I will teach her to correct these things one by one in the future..."

Oh yes.

Only then did Meng Yile understand the meaning of Wen Luling's words, cooperating with his eldest son, he thought he was picking on Xinyu.

He sighed secretly in his heart, look at this kid, he dared to hate me for his girlfriend, enough man.

"Ling'er." The man in the Chinese tunic suit interrupted Wen Luling's words lightly, and only called out his name without any follow-up, but the young man stopped talking obediently, and the word he hadn't bitten out was already laid out The shape of the mouth, because of this whisper, can only open and close, but in the end, it still can't make any sound.

So the well-behaved and sensible young man blinked a few times, sat on the sofa with his back straight, and after a long while, he slowly responded: "Yes, Dad, that Ling'er..."

Meng Yile could guess what Wen Luling wanted to say, it was nothing more than bathing him, wiping his head, massaging him, etc., but he was too stimulated today, and he always raised his braids in front of his eldest son... ...it's really enjoyable.

So he didn't wait for the other party to say that, got up gracefully, pressed a button on the bed, opened the secret room and walked in, without looking back: "Go."

Now that the master has issued the order to evict guests, the young man who is still sitting on the sofa in the room has no reason to stay any longer, he can only stop talking again with a dazed face, swallowing all he wants to say, with lowered eyebrows and eyes Press your lips together.

He stood up and stood respectfully outside the secret room, his eyes fixed on his toes and he didn't dare to look inside. He knew that Wen Jiu hated being disturbed by others when he was practicing calligraphy.

After hesitating for a long time, he still spoke cautiously and hesitantly: "I'll call you in two hours, so...will it be too disturbing, Dad?"

The young man's words turned so bluntly that anyone could guess what he was going to say: Is this okay, Dad.

But recently, Wen Jiu's attitude of disgust and alienation towards him made him no longer dare to be self-righteous anyway, and could only be more careful to please, so he wanted to say "Is it okay", and it was replaced by "Will it be too disturbing?" ".

Meng Yile really liked this child. After being served by the other party for so long, it seemed a little short-sighted. What's more, the eldest son he picked up was sensible, well-behaved and good-looking. Even if people were dissatisfied, they could not Reach out and hit the smiley man.

So he hesitated, hesitated.

The young man outside the secret room who had been waiting for an answer did not wait for an answer. A bitter smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he bowed deeply to the person inside. Even though he knew that the person could not see him, he still bent his body to the lowest point.

"Ling'er understands." After speaking, the young man slowly walked out of the room, even the sound of closing the door was unnoticeable, making the already quiet Wen family even more peaceful, like a pool of stagnant water.

Meng Yile: 【What did he understand? I haven't said anything yet. 】

432: [Silence is better than sound at this time. 】

Meng Yile: [Then did he go to the study? 】

432: [You said let him go, then he must go~]

Meng Yile babbled and sighed: [Wen Luling respects his father so much, he is such a rare good boy. 】

432 lit a cigarette: [If you think it's rare, cherish it. 】

Meng Yile: [What's wrong with you, you look very sad? 】

432 slowly spit out a cloud of white mist, covering his face indistinctly: [It's nothing, I just miss the feeling of being cherished by others. 】

Meng Yile opened his eyes wide and covered his mouth: 【Oh my God!What did I overhear? ! 】

432 glanced at him coolly: [Shut up, you. 】

Oh no, the old demon is in a bad mood.

Meng Yile stopped talking, quietly took a brush and began to draw. I don't know if it's because people with ugly handwriting are generally not good at drawing. Anyway, this matter is reflected in Meng Yile. Very vivid.

Half an hour later, 432, who was already in a bad mood, sneered.Meng Yile was so frightened that the hand holding the brush trembled twice, and the ink accidentally dripped onto the rice paper.

Meng Yile: [Don't suddenly become abnormal, it's scary! 】

432: [Isn't this painting of yours just trying to force me to go crazy? 】

Meng Yile held up three fingers and swore: 【God see you!I absolutely did not mean that! 】

432 didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

Meng Yile was so forced by his eyes that he had nowhere to hide, so he had to wave his hands to compromise: [I'm the loser, I admit that the drawing of this character is rubbish, and I suspect it's deliberate to slander you, but this is my sincerity. Do you know how hard I work? 】

432: [Work hard to blackmail me? 】

Meng Yile retorted weakly: [It's not...]

432 sneered and applauded: [Then you are awesome. 】

Meng Yile: The hot chicken system is so scary. Is it time to be a big uncle? Why are you always making a bad face today? I can't help but tease!

But the young man in the study is sitting behind the large desk at this time, looking at the sealed bag in the middle of the desk with a sullen expression. The dark yellow kraft paper has a little nostalgic taste, and it is very clean. No words were written.

However, after unraveling the white thread and smoothing out the slender creases, a string of very small letters can be seen, which are the initials of Xinyu's name.

Wen Luling stared at the two letters for a long while, and gently twirled them with his thumb, as if savoring something, his eyes turned turbulently, but his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care.

Under the bright light in the study room, the young man finally poured all the materials inside on the table, looked at the life of the clean girl on it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

In the quiet Wen's house, this sound seemed extremely strange.

However, Wen Luling seemed unable to stop smiling. From the moment he saw Xinyu's photo, from the beginning to the end, the sinister and wanton smile on the corner of his mouth never stopped.

His expression seemed to be half indifferent, but he read it very carefully. The level of carefulness in reading word by word was no less than reading a contract worth hundreds of millions.With such a thick stack of documents, it was already two hours after he saw the last word.

Then Wen Luling got up, and threw all the things into the shredder indifferently, leaving only a photo of a girl shyly smiling, alone in his hands, looking fragile and beautiful.

The young man watched the paper shredder work patiently. After seeing it completely shredded the last bit of data, he retracted his fingers that had been tapping the table rhythmically, then turned around and walked out of the study in a daze.

And at the moment when he opened the door of the study, all the wickedness on Wen Luling's face withdrew, and he changed into the obedient look that everyone is familiar with, with a hint of gentleness, like someone else's elegant son .

Since this day, the Wen family has not seen the young master for half a year. Without Wen Luling, the Wen family became even more deserted. Wen Jiu was only accompanied by the flowers and plants in the back garden, and those who came and went. Swallows, and a bead bracelet that has been played around with.

The Wen family can all see that this Jiuye, who was originally cold and lonely, is now more like a fairy, without emotions, mood swings, or anything.

This situation continued until half a year later, when the first snow fell, Wen Luling came back again.

The first snow in winter is also called the first snow. It is said that all the evils in the world will be buried on this day, and all the pains and sins of the past will be canceled together.

Have kind thoughts in your heart.

When Wen Luling returned to Wen's house, it was snowing heavily. At that time, Wen Jiu had just come down from upstairs, and the fireplace in the house was burning brightly, did he hear the sound of "Bippo" twice?

As soon as he looked up, he saw a figure suddenly appearing at the door, his footsteps paused imperceptibly on the stairs, his expression was still calm, without any fluctuations.

In the end, the young man at the door took off the hat and scarf on his head, revealing his already angular face, and he hurriedly closed the door, fearing that the cold air would blow in and freeze the thin man, he let out a white breath: "Father." He didn't even have time to take off his black coat.

It was indeed a long time since this soft call was made, and on this day, the Wen family finally felt a little more energetic.

But in fact, the servants of the Wen family did not welcome the young master back, because as soon as the other party returned to the Wen family, they would be nervous and would not do anything. dismiss them.

As for Wen Jiu...Wen Jiu still didn't say anything, but was a little more calm when eating.

Wen Luling accompanied the man to finish his lunch, and waited until the other party expressed his sullen expression that he wanted to rest, watched Meng Yile go upstairs, and then got up to find the housekeeper.

The butler had a smile on his face, he was happy from the bottom of his heart, different from the trembling of the other servants of the Wen family: "You are finally willing to come back, you don't know, the master has lost his appetite recently, and his body is already in a bad mood. Thin and weak, I'm afraid that if you don't come back to take care of him, you will be sick and bedridden again."

Wen Luling frowned immediately after hearing this, "What's the matter, didn't the master's body improve before I left?"

The housekeeper shook his head, his words filled with sadness, but the joy in his eyes still couldn't be concealed. This is an old man of the Wen family. Those who served Mrs. Wen in the past are already the third generation when they come to Wen Luling's place.

"After you came back, this Wen's family looked like a home. Before, when you were not here... the master sat alone in the back garden, and it took him a whole morning. I'm afraid that anyone who lives like this will be ruined... I'll go Call him, but he just responds, he doesn't want to move, so he won't listen to me. Master, you are the only one who can persuade you."

These words are very useful to Wen Luling, but he knows in his heart that these words are not credible, because Wen Jiu has never been persuaded by anyone, and what kind of person is he, who can rely on a few words Just change the decision of Wen Jiajiu Ye?

The butler is really a smart person, he knows what he wants to hear.

The young man didn't make things difficult for the steward, he nodded after hearing this and planned to go back upstairs, but the steward suddenly stopped him: "Master, don't leave when you come back this time?"

"Uncle Lin, you're joking again. If I don't leave, what will happen to the Wen family's business?"

"You are also uplifting. You have shared so many things for the master at a young age. Uncle Lin was confused and said something wrong again. I also saw that the master's appetite was much better than usual when he was eating with you. will say this..."

The housekeeper babbled on for a long time as if talking to himself, and when he came back to his senses, Wen Luling's figure had disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

He knew that the young master finally listened to what he said just now, and he went to chat with Wen Jiu again.

A heart finally calmed down again.

Meng Yile, who was lying down and sleeping in the room, was woken up by 432's voice.

Meng Yile received a huge shock: [What are you doing! 】

432's words were sour: 【Your son has come to look for you. 】

Meng Yile was stunned from sleep, and scolded him when he heard the words: [Get out, I don't have a son! 】

432 gritted his teeth: [Heh. 】

Meng Yile, who was about to fall asleep again, suddenly felt a little cold, 【...What are you suddenly sneering at? 】

432: [Why should I care about you. 】

Meng Yile was stunned for a moment: [Because you love me...? 】

432 was choked by him in an instant: [...you are really thick-skinned. 】

Meng Yile pushed his nose up and raised his face: [Then do you love me? 】

432: [No. 】

Meng Yile instantly spread out on the bed like a deflated doll.

The moment he was laid out on the bed, someone knocked on the door suddenly, and a mature and steady voice came from outside, already carrying some low and hoarse men's characteristics: "Father, it's me."

Oh, it's really his big baby son.

Meng Yile blinked, hurriedly pushed down his sleepy hair, cleared his throat, and replied lightly, "Come in."

The door of the room opened, revealing the face of the young man who had already shown a little bit of fortitude. After half a year, the two looked at each other at this moment, and their heartbeats showed a little bit of disorder.

[Ding, the completeness of the strategy target is +10, and the current completeness is 65, congratulations to the host, please continue to work hard (≧▽≦)/]

Meng Yile: [Your notification sound is really unpleasant. 】

432: [Don't like it? 】

Meng Yile: [No, I like it so much!Like it like picking up money! 】

The author has something to say: 432: Your son is here.

Meng Yile: I don't have a son.

432: Oh heh heh heh heh heh heh...heh, you have a look on your face.