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Although Chen Wenxing decided to come to Tang Rong because of his son, deep down in his heart, so deep that he hadn't even realized it, there was an extremely weak expectation.This kind of expectation, which was so weak that it could be easily overlooked, showed a hint of it when he saw the lilac. Although it was quickly extinguished, Chen Wenxing could not deny that he had had that expectation deep in his heart. .

That kind of thing, Tang Rong still cares about his expectations.

Chen Wenxing took a deep breath and put aside all the thoughts in his mind. He came here for Xiaowen, not for other things.

As the security guide got closer to the main house, Chen Wenxing forced himself to calm down more and more.He walked along the familiar cobblestone path, which he used to say that the cobblestone could massage the soles of the feet, and they could step on the cobblestone back and forth when they walked after eating.When he stepped up the steps, he saw familiar small flowers planted in the small courtyard, which he planted suddenly, but two or three kittens turned into a neatly trimmed patch.

Ryder really hasn't changed at all.

The security guard rang the doorbell.

The door was quickly opened, and Chen Wenxing's breathing suddenly became heavier. He tightly grasped Chen Qingwen's hand that was supporting him, with such strength that Chen Qingwen couldn't help but look sideways at him.However, Chen Wenxing unconsciously looked at the old man who opened the door and stood behind the door, his lips trembling slightly.And the old man was also stunned when he saw Chen Wenxing.

The security guard didn't seem to notice what was wrong with them, so he turned back and said to the two of them: "Misters, Steward Liang will take you two in later, so I won't accompany you first."

Chen Qingwen next to him quickly said, "Okay, thank you."

The security guard raised the corner of his mouth slightly on his expressionless face, and soon recovered, and said calmly: "This is what I should do." After speaking, he nodded to several people, and then left.

Before Chen Qingwen could speak, the old man named Butler Liang said in disbelief, "My God, Young Master Chen, you are Young Master Chen..."

Chen Wenxing rolled his Adam's apple a few times, swallowed the soreness in his throat, tried hard to raise the corner of his mouth to make a smile, but failed several times, he nodded with a trembling voice, "Uncle Liang."

As soon as the words "Uncle Liang" came out, Steward Liang couldn't help but walked over quickly, hugged Chen Wenxing with shaking hands, then pushed him away to watch carefully, crying and muttering, "Young Master Chen... Oh my god, it's really Young Master Chen, you're not dead...where have you been for so many years?"

"Why is your face so ugly? Is there something wrong? Why are you losing weight?" Steward Liang looked at Chen Wenxing up and down while crying, and would pick out small things to mutter. Called him loudly, "Uncle Liang."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..." Butler Liang wiped the corners of his eyes, still unable to calm down, "Come on, don't stand outside, I'll make young master Chen your favorite black tea, come on, come in."

Butler Liang pulled Chen Wenxing and was about to enter the door when he suddenly discovered the existence of Chen Qingwen. When he saw Chen Qingwen who was almost similar to Chen Wenxing, he hesitated and asked, "Who is this young man?"

"Uncle Liang, he is my son, his name is Qingwen." Chen Wenxing slowly calmed down, and introduced to his son, "Qingwen, his name is Grandpa Liang."

Chen Qingwen called out kindly, "Grandpa Liang."

Steward Liang waved his hand quickly, "If you don't dare to act, just call the old man Uncle Liang."

Chen Wenxing disagreed, "How can I do that?"

"Okay, okay." Butler Liang nodded repeatedly, and then suddenly realized that they were still standing at the door, and immediately pulled Chen Wenxing into the door, "Master Chen, come in and say, come in and say, you don't know what the master has been doing these years..."

"Uncle Liang." Chen Wenxing interrupted suddenly, "Actually, I am here this time to ask for something."

"But Young Master Chen, master..." Butler Liang wanted to struggle, but Chen Wenxing interrupted him again and called "Uncle Liang".Seeing him like this, Steward Liang didn't say anything else. After a long sigh, he said, "I'll make you some tea."

Butler Liang took Chen Wenxing to sit on the sofa in the living room before turning around and entering the tea hall to make black tea for him.

Chen Wenxing sat on the sofa and looked at the hand resting on his lap. His fingers spread out and then slowly clenched.Chen Qingwen sat beside him a little cautiously, paying attention to his father, but didn't make a sound.

Before Butler Liang's black tea was brewed, there was a loud noise at the gate, and a very loud sentence, "Wen Xing!"

Chen Qingwen reflexively turned his head to look over, but saw a man with messy hair suddenly open the door.Being a little far away, Chen Qingwen couldn't see his face clearly, and he only saw this man clearly when the man rushed over very quickly.

His face is sharp and angular, his facial features are deep and mature, his eyebrows are sharp, but there are some fine lines at the end of his eyes, his whole body is imposing, with a natural majesty of a superior, even if his hair is a little messed up, and his clothes are messed up A little bit, but it didn't detract from his aggressive aura.

His rushing footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the sofa, and those eagle-like eyes fell on Chen Qingwen.

Chen Qingwen suddenly felt a chill rush from the bottom of his heart to his head, and couldn't help but look away, turning his head slightly to avoid his gaze.Then he happened to see his father looking at his hands, which were trembling slightly, and he called out in a low voice, "Dad..."

Both Chen Wenxing and Tang Rong were shocked when they heard his voice.

Tang Rong shifted his gaze to the figure sitting beside him and saw only the back of his head. He froze in place and couldn't move, his eyes were firmly locked on that figure.

Chen Wenxing slowly clenched his open hand, and slowly turned his head to look in Tang Rong's direction.

Tang Rong held her breath and did not dare to vent her anger. Following Chen Wenxing's slowly turning face, Tang Rong's eyes gradually widened. When she saw the face clearly, if she looked closely at Tang Rong's eyes, she could see him. His pupils suddenly constricted.He took two steps forward uncontrollably, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Chen Wenxing looked sideways at Tang Rong for a while, and then stood up from the sofa. His eyes were calm, his face was expressionless, and his hands beside him were tightly clenched.He stood there, looking at the man who was no longer the same as before.

Tang Rong, who is calm on the surface but can't hide his violent temper inside.

Tang Rong took a few steps forward stiffly, stopped when he was still an arm's length away from Chen Wenxing, and looked at Chen Wenxing carefully with his eyes.

The eyes of the two met, and neither of them spoke. Chen Wenxing pursed his lips, Tang Rong's fingers trembled, his dry voice was almost speechless, and he called out cautiously: "...Wen Xing?"

His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make out what he was saying.

Chen Wenxing knew that he was calling him, but he didn't respond to him in the same way.

Tang Rong slowly raised his hand, fixed his eyes firmly on Chen Wenxing's, and carefully touched his cheek with his fingertips. When his fingertips touched the warm skin, Tang Rong's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he trembled. He touched Chen Wenxing's cheek again, and then stroked his cheek as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Wen Xing, Wen Xing..." Tang Rong couldn't believe it, she held Chen Wenxing's face with trembling hands, tears welled up in her eyes, and called his name one after another in a choked voice, "Wen Xing, Wen Wen, Wen Wen ..."

Compared to Tang Rong's difficulty in restraining his intense emotions, Chen Wenxing's face was calm. He raised his hand to put Tang Rong's hand on his face, then slowly pulled it away, looked at him, and said calmly:

"I'm Chen Wenxing, Mr. Tang."