【Rebirth】Be the canary in your heart

The Wen family is the oldest family in the country. It once made a fortune during the war and has been prosperous until now. The wealth accumulated is innumerable. Wen He does not live in the old house. The villa in the city center is exquisite and luxurious, but it is a pity that it lacks fireworks.

The next day, Wen He got up according to the good biological clock. When he went downstairs, he saw Lin Yan on the sofa in his pajamas with his chin propped on his hands, nodding sleepily like a chicken pecking at rice. He walked away with a cold face. past.

Lin Yan raised his head subconsciously when he heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground. Because of sleepiness, his eyes were filled with mist, and he looked like a pitiful little animal that had just been born.

"Wen He, I'm so tired..."

Lin Yan acted like a baby to Wen He in a low voice, as if he didn't see his cold face, put his hands on his lips and yawned, tears welling down the corners of his eyes.

"I went to the company, you need to find me a place to sleep, I know I didn't wake up, you must have sneaked away without calling me..."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yan went upstairs in a "drum-dump-deng" manner, and the animal one-piece pajamas looked like he had only a very small one.

Wen He sat down at the dining table without changing his face. It was exactly as Lin Yan said, if he hadn't woken up, he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of waking him up. He wished that he was the only one who could see Lin Yan for the rest of his life.

He hated the coveted eyes of others when they saw Lin Yan, which gave him the urge to gouge out other people's eyes.

The chef had already prepared breakfast. Wen He picked up the tablet from one side and sent a message to his assistant first. When he put down the tablet, he just heard Lin Yan's footsteps going downstairs.

Maybe it was because of his young age, or maybe it was because of his irritable temper, and he was not honest at all when he went downstairs, bouncing around like a naughty rabbit.

In the past, when Lin Yan saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. Suddenly seeing his lively and energetic appearance, Wen He was taken aback. When he came back to his senses, Lin Yan was already sitting opposite him. Down.

The original Western-style breakfast was replaced by porridge, buns, fried dough sticks, and milk by soy milk under Wen He's special instructions.

Perhaps because of malnutrition since he was a child, Lin Yan was very thin, and the exposed wrist was slender as if it would break if he folded it, as fragile as a delicate piece of porcelain.

It was precisely because of this that Wen He wanted to keep him at home, for fear of bumping into him outside.

Lin Yan's ring was not taken off, and the broken diamond on the ring finger ring of his right hand shone brightly under the sunlight in the morning. Wen He's lowered eyes swept across the ring finger of his right hand. The originally indifferent person seemed to be caught by this bright The light is dyed with warmth.

When we arrived at the company, the door of the lounge in the office was open, and the decoration was only black and white. On the black quilt on the bed, there was a light blue bear doll. The environment is incompatible, but unexpectedly harmonious.

Lin Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, not afraid of Wen He's cold face, he put his arms around his neck, hanging on his body like a large pendant.

According to the usual practice, Song Qi entered the office to report the schedule to the president after their president arrived at the company. As soon as he opened the door of the president's office, he heard Lin Yan's elongated and soft voice.

"Wen He, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep with you..."

Song Qi's footsteps paused slightly. He thought he would see their president get angry, but he never expected it. Wen He entered the lounge with a cold face and the pendant on his body.

Although the expression on his face was indifferent, showing little concern, but every move was full of connivance.