【Rebirth】Be the canary in your heart

Shining Entertainment is willing to take over after Qi Ni and Wen's contract are terminated, and the two songs he sang are what he likes. This is Qi Ni's biggest reliance on negotiating contracts with others, but he himself is completely unaware of this, arrogant After leaving Wen's, he didn't leave any way out for himself.

After Wen He finished processing a document, he tapped his fingers on the keyboard to reply to an email. Hearing a muttering sound coming from the lounge, his fingers landed on the keyboard slightly paused, and picked up his phone to send a short message to his secretary. News.

Lin Yan came out after sleeping well, staring at the neatly arranged music score on the coffee table beside the sofa, puffed up his cheeks with dissatisfaction, turned his head angrily and said to Wen He:

"Wen He, I really don't like people messing with my things."

When Wen He heard his words, his originally normal expression turned cold instantly, and his cold voice was mixed with obvious indifference and displeasure.

"I packed it up, what does it look like in a mess?"

Hearing this, Lin Yan couldn't maintain his angry appearance any longer. He walked to Wen He's side with his mouth curled up, lay on his back, wrapped his slender arms around Wen He's neck, and acted like a baby in a low voice:

"I didn't say I won't let you clean up..."

One sentence completely comforted Wen He, Wen He turned his head and glanced at him, and spoke again without making a sound, but his face softened.

There was a knock on the door, and then Song Qi pushed the door open and walked in, holding a plastic bag in his hand. Lin Yan not only did not let go of Wen He after seeing Song Qi, but subconsciously tightened his arms around Wen He's neck. With an appearance of swearing sovereignty, he gave Song Qi a fierce look.

Seeing Lin Yan's appearance, Song Qi's face turned slightly pale, forced a smile, put the plastic bag on the table beside him, and asked:

"Mr. Lin doesn't seem to like me..."

"If you know it, ask... If you don't like it, you don't like it, Wen He, not only do I want a guitar, I also want a big piano."

Even if the person he likes falls into Wen He's eyes capriciously, he only finds him cute and coquettish, and even if the person he doesn't like turns pale and his body is crumbling, he still can't change his face.

"There are in the old house."

"Tomorrow is the weekend, Wen He, take me to see it tomorrow, okay?"

The head of the Wen family is a well-known workaholic, and weekends are also working days for him. Before he could say no, Lin Yan put his arms around his neck and shook his neck gently, continuing to act like a baby in a soft voice:

"Are you okay~"

"Ah."

After Song Qi left, Wen He stood up and took out a cup of milk tea from the plastic bag, inserted a straw and handed it to Lin Yan. He was young and different from Wen He's natural indifference. He liked milk tea and sweets, and occasionally Some playful.

Wen He trapped his freedom, and wanted to manipulate him, follow him and pamper him in other aspects.

The villa where the two are currently living is close to Wen He's company. The Wen family's old house is located in a relatively remote location. It is a large manor with extremely luxurious interiors and reveals its heritage everywhere.

The person who had agreed to come to the old house to watch the piano, started playing the game after getting in the car, concentrating like a teenager with an internet addiction, tapping the screen with his slender fingers, and the dazzling special effects of the game revealing his chicness.

The car stopped steadily, the long path was paved with cobblestones, and champagne-colored roses were planted on the side of the road, blooming delicately in the sunshine.

After finishing a game, Lin Yan casually stuffed the borrowed mobile phone back, squatted on the side of the road and broke a rose, carefully broke off the thorn and handed it to Wen He with a wanton smile.

"Here, the reward."

Wen He took the rose, and without bowing his head, the scent of the rose was drilled into his nose. It smelled so fresh and pleasant, wrapped in the scent of green grass on the roadside. The sun fell on Lin Yan's shoulders in front of him, and the dewdrops on the petals seemed to be All are gentle.

Wen He brought Lin Yan out of the Lin family last year. The piano in the old house was also bought at that time. It was placed on the second floor. Even though no one touched it, it was still cleaned every day.

After going up to the second floor, the butler pushed open the door of the piano room. Lin Yan walked in and sat in front of the piano. His slender fingers landed on the keys, and a pleasant voice sounded.

After Lin Yan got familiar with it briefly, he subconsciously played the piece he hadn't finished. Wen He stood by the door and looked at him. Once Lin Yan touched the instrument, his whole body almost shone. The light is extremely dazzling.

It was precisely because of this that Wen He wanted to keep Lin Yan by his side, so that no one could see him except himself.

The cheerful tone came to an abrupt end when it was about to reach its climax. Wen He came back to his senses and looked at Lin Yan, who was propped up with his chin in frustration, and asked softly:

"what happened?"

"I haven't finished writing yet..."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan put his index finger on the keys and tapped casually, making a messy tune, puffing his cheeks like a puffer fish, and his behavior when playing petty temper willfully and straightforwardly.

"No rush, it's okay to write again later."

Lin Yan turned his head to look at Wen He and snorted softly.

The Wen family's old house was very big, Lin Yan dragged Wen He to the garden, saw a swing in the garden, sat on it and kicked his feet slightly, the swing started to shake.

"Wen He, come and push me."

The housekeeper stood by the door, and when he heard Lin Yan's words, he paused slightly. The next moment, he watched their Patriarch walk over according to Lin Yan's intention, and stood behind him and gently pushed him up.

The swing in the back garden of Wen's house had been placed for a long time, and Lin Yan sat on it and dangled, softly humming the tune of the song he hadn't finished yet.

After a while, the steward walked up to them silently and reminded them aloud:

"Sir, lunch is ready."

When Lin Yan heard this, childish dissatisfaction appeared on his face, and Wen He walked back side by side with him, softly comforting him:

"After taking a nap, you can play again."

Although his face was still indifferent and his cold voice didn't change, his tone seemed to be coaxing a wayward and ignorant child. The butler had never seen Wen He like this before, so he froze in place for a while.

The chef's skills are of course good. When Wen He was picking up the dishes, there was a sea prawn on the plate in front of him. He didn't like to eat these things. He turned his head to look at the person who threw this thing into his bowl.

When he was in a daze for a moment, Lin Yan puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction.

"I don't want to shell it, but I want to eat it."

It's not that Lin Yan really doesn't want to peel off the shell, it's just because he wants to see Wen He silently pampering him with a cold face.

Wen He went to wash his hands again, drying the water stains on his hands. With his slender, bony fingers and white fingers, he slowly peeled the red-hot sea prawns on the plate. The simple movements were still elegant.

After peeling it off, before putting it on the plate in front of Lin Yan, Lin Yan took the initiative to lean over, his coquettish voice was very soft, as sweet as if wrapped in honey.

"You want to feed."