So you are such a president

Lin Wenxiu felt dizzy all of a sudden, he pressed his temples hard, barely held the phone, and made a call to Dou Shuya.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds before being connected. Dou Shuya's calm voice came over the phone: "What's wrong? I didn't answer the phone just now. I thought you had something to do, so I didn't call again."

Lin Wenxiu was silent: "I just had something to do, but..."

"what happened?"

"How could you..."

Dou Shuya's voice was also a little smiley: "My Professor Lin Da is still hesitating when he speaks. This is not like you."

Lin Wenxiu also felt that he was too unlike himself tonight, and he was not as clean and tidy as before.

He closed his eyes and sorted out his emotions a little bit.

Dou Shuya was still waiting for his answer and did not hang up the phone.

"What's going on with you and Chang An?" Lin Wenxiu asked calmly.

"We broke up." Dou Shuya said.

"why?"

"Because of family reasons." Dou Shuya said casually, as if she didn't take this matter very seriously.

"I remember that your parents are not alive."

"Okay, don't worry about this matter for now. I'm in the car now. It's inconvenient to make phone calls while driving. I'll tell you more about it when I get back."

Lin Wenxiu asked: "It's dangerous for you to drive late by yourself, I'll pick you up"

"It's okay." Dou Shuya said casually, "It's not very far, and we'll be there in one or two hours."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Wenxiu didn't feel sleepy for a while.

He felt that something was wrong with Dou Shuya, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong.

After such a big thing happened, Dou Shuya's attitude was still so good, and her tone of voice was not sad at all, at least Lin Wenxiu didn't hear it.

Does this prove that Dou Shuya doesn't like Chang An, or is it because Dou Shuya is used to hiding things under her cheerful and enthusiastic appearance.

Lin Wenxiu didn't know, he was a little bit burnt out now, and couldn't care less about analyzing Dou Shuya's mentality.

Lin Wenxiu looked at the alarm clock on the table. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. He was exhausted physically and mentally, dizzy and unable to raise his energy. fell asleep.

I originally thought that if I rested for a night, my physical condition would be better, but who knew that when I woke up the next day, I felt even more uncomfortable.

Something in my brain was jumping and jumping, and my vision was a little blurry.

Lin Wenxiu sat on the bed for a long time before he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Although it seemed to have no effect, Lin Wenxiu still felt a little inconvenient.

His eyesight has always been very good, so there is no problem in manipulating some sophisticated experimental instruments.But now he felt that his eyes were covered with a layer of fog, a bit like Z city with heavy smog in winter, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Wenxiu went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. Lin Wenxiu felt that his muddy brain had finally become sober.

He wiped off the water stains on his face with a towel beside him, and knocked on the door of the next room.

I don't know if the soundproofing of the room is too good. Lin Wenxiu knocked a few times and no one opened the door, so he turned the handle and went straight in.

Although no one lives in the guest room, it is usually cleaned every few days, and the heating is turned on in the room, so it is no different from Lin Wenxiu's bedroom.

On the soft bed, Cheng Qingrong wrapped himself in the quilt and huddled into a ball, his whole body buried in the quilt. Lin Wenxiu walked over and just touched the quilt when he stretched out his hands and hugged him firmly.

"Wenxiu, I'm so cold."

Lin Wenxiu paused, hugged him and sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched his forehead: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's not good at all, I can't sleep without you." Cheng Qingrong raised his head, and Lin Wenxiu saw the blue under his eyes.

"Yes." Lin Wenxiu responded lightly, "Do you want to continue sleeping later?"

"No more." Cheng Qingrong leaned over, "Can you give me a kiss?"

"You didn't brush your teeth." Lin Wenxiu glanced at him, "If you don't want to sleep, get up quickly."

Cheng Qingrong hugged him: "Did you just wake up?"

"Ah."

"I don't know what delicious food Wu Ma made this morning, I'm so hungry."

Lin Wenxiu didn't say anything, he glanced at Cheng Qingrong with some doubts, and saw that there was no abnormality on the other's face.

Originally thought that Cheng Qingrong would choose not to talk to him when he came to find Cheng Qingrong today, but he didn't expect Cheng Qingrong to act as if this incident had never happened. In this case, Lin Wenxiu didn't intend to bring up what happened last night.

He wasn't going to force Cheng Qingrong to question him, and the other party said what he wanted to say, and he didn't say anything if he didn't want to.

"I'll know when I get up." Lin Wenxiu stroked his hair and stood up straight. "I'm going downstairs first."

"I want to go down with you." Cheng Qingrong hugged Lin Wenxiu and did not let go.

"You wash up first." Lin Wenxiu frowned, showing his disgust.

"Oh..." Cheng Qingrong had no choice but to get up and wash up.

Lin Wenxiu tidied up the bed a bit, and was about to fold the quilt and put it in the cabinet. Before he finished folding, Cheng Qingrong, who had hurriedly finished brushing his teeth, threw him onto the bed from behind.

"I finished brushing my teeth." Cheng Qingrong pecked lightly on his lips.

Lin Wenxiu laughed: "Rogue."

"Okay, I'll show you the rogue today." Cheng Qingrong narrowed his eyes and threatened.

Lin Wenxiu raised his brows slightly, Cheng Qingrong had already grabbed his hands, pressed them up, raised them above his head, and was pressed on the bed.He watched Cheng Qingrong close his eyes and lower his head to kiss his lips, so he couldn't help but move closer.

The warm lips touched each other, and the tongues that couldn't wait were entangled crazily. Cheng Qingrong was uncharacteristically today, the intense kiss brought some crazy feelings, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

After a long time, the two separated breathlessly. Lin Wenxiu wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips with his thumb: "Are you awake?"

Cheng Qingrong got off Lin Wenxiu's body, turned over and lay aside, his limbs were wide open, and his chest heaved unceasingly: "I'm very sober."

Lin Wenxiu got off the bed and opened the door: "It's almost time for dinner."

"Okay." Cheng Qingrong lay on the bed and raised his hand and waved, "Come right away."

The door was closed by Lin Wenxiu, and Cheng Qingrong's smiling face suddenly sank.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling that all the strength in his body had been drained.

After a long while, Cheng Qingrong brushed his hair and went out with a cold face.

As soon as he closed the door of the guest room, he saw Yan Wen coming from the other end, as if he was going to go down for dinner.

"Mommy." Cheng Qingrong called out a little respectfully.

Yan Wen's eyes turned around the guest room, and the smile on her face was still kind: "Did Wenxiu make you angry yesterday?"

"No." Cheng Qingrong retorted subconsciously. At the same time, he also knew what Yan Wen meant by asking this question. He obviously already knew that he slept in the guest room last night. "I was a little unwell last night, so..."

Yan Wen's expression of concern was palpable: "I don't feel well, are you sick?" She paused, "Or let Wenxiu take you to the hospital to have a look, it just so happens that I have two physical examination cards from the provincial hospital that are about to expire Don't waste it."

"No need, it's just a minor illness." Cheng Qingrong's body froze, and he managed to restrain his expression and replied as calmly as possible, "It may be a seasonal cold, just take some cold medicine and it will be fine."

"It's fine if you're fine." Yan Wen smiled, "Then go down and eat."

"Ah."

In this family, Cheng Qingrong respects Yan Wen the most.

Although everyone is very kind to him and basically doesn't care about the affairs between him and Lin Wenxiu, he just feels that Yan Wen's kindness is different from Lin Siqi's kindness.

He couldn't see through Yan Wen.

Because he couldn't see through, he seldom dealt directly with Yan Wen.

Every time I talk to Yan Wen, I have to go through several turns in my mind before I can answer.

Fortunately, we are a family, and Cheng Qingrong was not too scared, so he respected each other as an elder, and it would be fine if he had more care.

Lin Wenxiu had just finished a mouthful of hot porridge when he saw Cheng Qingrong sitting beside him thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Wenxiu ate without squinting.

Cheng Qingrong shook his head: "Nothing."

Lin Wenxiu held a crystal shrimp dumpling and handed it to Cheng Qingrong's mouth, who subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it.

"Hot, hot..." Cheng Qingrong yelled at being burned, and quickly vomited into the bowl, "I'm burnt to death."

Lin Wenxiu glanced at him, picked up another shrimp dumpling, blew on it and handed it to Cheng Qingrong's mouth.

Cheng Qingrong quickly bit it and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls: "It's delicious."

Seeing this, Yan Wen shook her head and said with a smile: "It seems that you young people are still full of energy, and Siqi and I can't do it. If we don't have a good rest at night, we won't be able to get up the next day."

Lin Wenxiu put down his chopsticks, and while scooping up a spoonful of hot porridge for himself, he asked, "Did you cook too much last night?"

"Pfft—" Cheng Qingrong almost spit out the fried dumplings in his mouth.

Lin Siqi spoke lightly, with no strange tone: "Fortunately, I can't compare to you."

Cheng Qingrong: ...No, no place to be ashamed...

Lin Wenxiu pushed the hot water in front of him to Cheng Qingrong: "Why are you choking again?"

Cheng Qingrong coughed: "My knowledge is too short..."

Lin Wenxiu raised his eyebrows: "Then study hard, you'd better read all the books in the bottom three rows of the study." After thinking for a while, Lin Wenxiu added, "Since your memory and intelligence are limited, I will give you three months' study. The time is up."

"What?" Cheng Qingrong's eyes widened, "There is a specialization in art, and I'm looking at financial management."

"What crooked way is that, read the literature carefully."

Cheng Qingrong: "...Okay, let me see."

While eating, the landline phone in the living room rang.

The three people at the table did not move, eating their meals quietly.

Yan Wen: "...I'll pick it up."

Lin Wenxiu glanced at her, and found that Yan Wen, who was answering the phone, frowned slightly, as if the opposite party had made a difficult request for her.After a while, Yan Wen came over, glanced at Cheng Qingrong and Lin Wenxiu before sitting down, and casually said, "Your grandma will come over this afternoon."

Lin Wenxiu was inexplicable, and felt irritated in his heart. He didn't understand why grandma insisted on interfering in his marriage.

When I was a child, my grandmother was obviously not such a person. The other party seemed amiable and very reasonable, but now I can't explain it clearly.

Seeing the forced smile on Cheng Qingrong's face, Lin Wenxiu finally couldn't help it:

"Since you are old, don't run around."

"Wenxiu, how do you talk?" Lin Siqi scolded with a straight face.

Lin Wenxiu put down his chopsticks: "It just so happens that there is one thing I didn't tell you."

"Qing Rong and I have made an appointment with Professor Dou to go on vacation abroad together, and we will be leaving soon."

"If grandma comes, she probably won't see us."