Win Wayne

Hold on tight, don't panic, act more naturally.

Wen tried his best to maintain a friendly smiling face, cheering for his own state in his heart: Hold on, be sure to hold on, this kind of scene is nothing, didn't you see Bruce Wayne froze after saying these words? !It shows that he is also aware that their dialogue and getting along are not right!

It's okay, she's not the only one who thinks it's wrong, it's okay, it's okay, please calm down, don't panic.

If you stay steady, you will win, and whoever panics will be embarrassed!

Thinking of this, Wen forced his eyes to focus entirely on Bruce.

No way, she is not a cowardly person, and she definitely has the courage to face what she has to face, but this kind of embarrassment, this level of embarrassment, this pure embarrassment that is nothing but embarrassment...

She doesn't face it, and she doesn't want to face it even if she dies.

Wen forcibly rejected distracting thoughts, and couldn't help but focus his eyes on Bruce's naked arm. There was no way, this arm was too conspicuous and eye-catching, and the lines were amazing.

When Bruce reacted when the stinky brother uttered wild words just now, Wen held his arm just to prevent Bruce from scolding him.

She didn't want Bruce to smooth things over. After smoothing things over, she would have to endure the stinky brother's speech, and just skip the stinky brother's self-introduction. Anyway, she would live under the same roof with the stinky brother for a long time, and she had plenty of time to fight with him... …As for the action of pinching Bruce's arm twice, damn it, she was really shocked by the strength of that arm!

That arm feels like Captain America or Superman, no exaggeration.

Almost as soon as Wen pressed down, he could feel the huge strength hidden in the muscles under his fingers.

As an ignorant playboy with nothing to do, Mr. Wayne's muscles are too outrageous, which is definitely not the kind of muscles that can be obtained by training in the gym.

Wen understands this.

The difference between muscle and muscle is not much less than the difference between muscle and fat.

Taking her body as an example, she can easily complete difficult ballet moves, with strong endurance and explosive power, but it is impossible to tell how many muscles she has from the outside.

The number of muscles in a person's body and whether the muscles are easy to show are determined by genes, and Wendy is not born with the kind of physique with a lot of muscles and easy to show muscles.

Secondly, it is also because the force mode of ballet is not conducive to highlighting the shape of muscles.People who are good at fitness should know that some training will make a certain muscle bulge, but some training will make a certain part of the muscle hide deeper.

Bruce's muscles are too strange, and his abnormality is the biggest abnormality in this family.

In addition, the labels attached to him by the outside world really cannot be trusted.

"Everything I saw today shattered everything I knew about the name Wayne," Wen said, looking up, trying to steer the conversation away from awkwardness. "Dick isn't like the Gotham News criticized' Lost in a big fight', Tim is brilliant, and his public press is almost all flattery, but he's pretty quiet in this family. As for you, Mr. Wayne."

"As for me?" Bruce also quickly followed Wen and adjusted his tone and expression, "As for me, the media's propaganda is not nonsense. I have to admit that I have done a lot of absurd actions, but the media will only print it in the news release. It's a one-sided statement that people love to see -- people only love to see me make mistakes, so they only see me make mistakes."

what happened?

In Wen's mind, this father, who had always had a worrying EQ, didn't look like he had a problem with EQ at all.

"You seem to have no intention of rehabilitating your reputation," Wen said.

"Compared to rich people who are not only born with large trust funds and huge inheritances, but also smarter and harder than most poor people," Bruce replied arrogantly, "let them believe that 'rich and rich people are stupid. 'Totally' seems to be easier for them to mentally balance."

Oh shit.

This tone of voice, this tone of voice, this content is full of harsh irony but reasonable content.

As expected, Wendy and Wendy are biological father and daughter - although they are only in parallel worlds, the two people's speaking styles are too similar, the only difference is that Wendy's words will be worse in front of her, and Bruce obviously still cares about his own image .

Win was surprised to find that she couldn't tell if Bruce meant it or not.

This kind of situation also happens to Wendy occasionally, when Wendy agrees with what she said to a certain extent, but not very much, she will say so.

But now you should be able to look back at the person opposite, right?Are you okay?Damn, the embarrassing atmosphere is over, right?

Wen tried her best to look at the opposite sofa as naturally as possible, and unbiasedly, she and Tim met their eyes again.

Tim has a weird look on his face.

But Wen found it acceptable to be a little unnatural, and she could convince herself that it wasn't because of the weird atmosphere before, but because Tim wasn't used to having a new member in the family.

She went to see Dick again, and thank God Dick couldn't be more normal, and he gave Wen such a big friendly smile that it almost made Wen feel like nothing had happened—damn!This kind of innocence is even more strange under the foil of Tim!

And now no one is taking the initiative to speak.

Help, why is this, why are these people so weird, whether you welcome my sister or not, why are you so hard to guess!

However, what Wen didn't know was that when everyone faced her, they had the same thoughts in their hearts.

——Why is Wen so difficult to guess? !

It's hard to guess that they don't know what topic to start with. Although everyone present except Damian is very good at dealing with women, Wen is obviously different from all the women they have communicated with in the past.

Obviously you can't treat your daughter/sister the same way you treat your female co-workers/suitors/friends...etc.

And on this point, Bruce has given typical textbook failure cases.

This failure made them even more afraid to act rashly.

silence.

An awkward silence.

Wen's smile couldn't hold back any longer, and she began to think about the possibility that she would just throw her face away and leave. Before coming here, Wen was confident that it was impossible for her to live in Wayne's main house as suffocating as Wendy. If I had to say it, she was indeed not as suffocated as Wendy...

She displayed another kind of suffocation.

Embarrassed to suffocate.

Is suffocation the only option in life in Wayne's main house? !Can staying a few more days unlock more types of suffocation? !

"Master, young masters, Miss Wen." The voice of the old butler was like a magic weapon, "Dinner is ready."

"Thank you, Alfred."

"Really? Great Alfred!"

"Let's go eat first."

Everyone present except Damian and Wen gave an enthusiastic response, and the old butler guessed the general idea only from the silence just now and everyone's reaction.

He glances at Bruce disapprovingly.

Bruce silently looked away.

The old butler looked at Wen again, and Wen smoothed the long hair scattered around his cheeks behind his ears, and gave Alfred an obedient smile that would never go wrong.

The dining room is not very far from the living room, and Wen chose to follow Bruce.Her "father" was obviously not used to having a daughter by his side, but managed to keep it under control.

It seems to be because... the distance between them is a bit too close?

It's not very close, Wen thought, there is at least a palm-length distance between her arm and Bruce's arm.

She herself doesn't care about these social rules and etiquette at all. On the one hand, she really doesn't care. On the other hand, her beautiful appearance makes her know that she can always get more preferential treatment in social life. She is even narcissistic. Except for a very small number of people who are really remote, they all wish she could act closer to them——

Ok.

That's why she pinched Mr. Wayne's arm without thinking about it before, in a way that was almost, or rather, completely flirtatious.

Although she often, in fact, does not really have the idea of ​​flirting with each other.

But she is so used to getting along with people in a provocative way, maybe she has been getting along with people in a provocative way all along.

——It doesn’t matter if the other party is a man or a woman, no matter what the other party’s status is.

Wen finally had a little reflection on his frivolity.

She really didn't realize that, how should I put it, in her impression of herself, she is really a person with a sense of morality, a bottom line, and a good understanding of how to get along with others.

Of course, her false self-perception was shattered by reality time and time again.

The fact is that she lacks a sense of morality and a bottom line. To a certain extent, she knows how to get along well with people, but there is a subtle deviation in this "friendliness".

And the direction of this deviation... was exactly the impression Wendy gave her.

Doesn't know how to be normal with people like this, can't make friends, can only develop romantic relationships with people that are essentially non-romantic, and screw things up forever.This is Wendy, and she is not the complete opposite of Wendy in her self-knowledge.

They are very different, yet extremely similar.

It's like... It's like two branches that grow intertwined and grow together, like conjoined twins that share most of their organs, like...

It's like one person has two faces.

Wen suddenly laughed.

"Wen?" Bruce, who had been watching her from the corner of his eyes, asked immediately, "What's wrong?"

"Shall I sit here?" Wen looked at the allocation of seats on both sides of the table.

Wendy always sits closest to her father, and in this parallel world, the closest to Bruce belongs to Dick.

They seated Win across from Dick.

"You don't like it?"

"Oh, no." Wen said absently, "This place is very close to you, not to mention I can see Dick's face. If I'm not satisfied with this, then I can only sit on your lap and eat."

Dick: "..."

Tim: "..."

Damian: "...tsk."

At this moment, everything is silent, only the snort of the stinky brother is clear.

Bruce smiled firmly: "...if you were Damian's age, I'd let you sit on my lap and coax you to eat vegetables you don't like."

Wen paused.

"You will." She smiles almost exactly like Bruce, "I know you will."