After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

Wen Zong pressed the button of the music box, thinking there would be music, but looked down at the bottom, only to find that the music box was broken.

I don't know where the battery is placed. It's a short circuit and burned out or something. It's scorched and black, and it doesn't match the little prince in the white suit above the music box at all.

Wen Zong's mind flashed past when he was a child, what else did his grandfather say with the kind smile on his face reflecting the firelight after he lit the fire?

He frowned, but couldn't think of anything, only felt a sharp pain in his temple.

Putting down the music box, Wen Zong subconsciously touched the side of the bed, fell down and lost consciousness.

Tan Jingyao had been busy in the living room for less than 10 minutes, but he was still worried about Wen Zong being alone in his room.According to his docile temper known so far, it is very likely that the other party will stand in the room and not touch anything, let alone lie down and rest for a while.

Raising his hand to signal the suspension of the meeting, Tan Jingyao got up and went to the second floor.

Gently pushing open the door, he was surprised that what he was worried about didn't happen. Wen Zong was lying on the bed at this time, but he didn't cover the quilt or take off his shoes, and his posture was even more crooked.

Tan Jingyao thumped in his heart, the other party looked too much like fainted suddenly.He hurried over to lift him up, and he softly called a few gentle names.

When he thought he would not get a response and was about to call the family doctor, Wen Zong muttered something, smacked his lips and tilted his head, and continued to sleep.

Tan Jingyao froze while holding him, and he didn't even notice it. He smiled for the first time, helped him take off his shoes and coat, and wrapped him in the quilt.

When he returned downstairs, Tan Jingyao continued to hold meetings with the heads of various departments of the company. The heads of various departments saw his expression through the computer screen and were secretly startled.

Tan Jingyao, the chairman of Cejin Group, who is known for his ruthlessness in the mall, actually smiled during the meeting. What kind of little goblin could hook his soul?

Only the secretary, Tong Quan, gently pushed down his glasses, thinking that he had hidden merit and fame.

Wen Zong was woken up by the heat. He opened his eyes and saw the electronic clock on the wall. It was almost six o'clock, and he had slept for nearly three hours.

The Tan family had floor heating, and Wen Zong wore a thin cashmere sweater under his coat, and slept too heavily wrapped in a quilt, sweating all over.But when he saw that his coat was neatly hung on the coat rack and his shoes were neatly placed on the ground, he had a vague impression that Tan Jingyao made it for him, so he quickly got up.

After changing his clothes and going downstairs, Wen Zong's face was still flushed from the heat, but the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose had disappeared.

Tan Jingyao was still listening to the Minister of Planning Department report on the work plan for the next quarter, when he heard footsteps, he took his eyes off the computer screen.

Seeing that he was busy, Wen Zong didn't dare to disturb him, motioned him to keep busy, and then sat down on the chair in the living room in an orderly manner like a primary school student.

Tan Jingyao listened intently for a while, motioned to the head of the planning department to continue talking, got up and went to the kitchen with a Bluetooth headset.Not long after, he came out with a cup of warm milk.

"Warm, you can't drink cold."

Wen Zong was flattered, obediently thanked: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Tan Jingyao was about to turn around and continue the meeting when Wen Zong stopped him.

"Well... I'll be back in a while, please tell Grandpa Jin." Wen Zong felt that he had disturbed Tan's house all afternoon, and it was already a bit over.

He didn't want to have anything to do with the Tan family, especially the hero Tan Jingyao. Now that the plot has gone wrong, he can no longer make the plot more like a wild horse because of himself. When something goes wrong, he can't even make up for it.

Tan Jingyao pursed his lips and said after a while, "Okay, you drink milk first."

"En." Wen Zong sipped the sweet milk, seeing Tan Jingyao back in front of the computer, he seemed to have resumed the meeting, secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the other party closed the computer, picked up the car keys, and pretended to be waiting for him.

"You... Mr. Tan, are you going to the company?" Wen Zong asked uncertainly.

"I'll take you back, don't worry, drink slowly." Tan Jingyao said it too naturally, Wen Zong didn't think of words to refuse for a moment.

Bite the bullet and finished drinking the milk, Wen Zong stood up: "No need, I can take a taxi, or let the driver at home pick me up. Aren't you still in the meeting?"

"No conflict, the secretary will report to me later." Tan Jingyao didn't intend to give Wen Zong a chance to refuse, so he walked out of the door first and drove.

Wen Zong had no choice but to follow out.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

While driving, Tan Jingyao listened to Tong Quan's report on the conclusion of the follow-up meeting.Wen Zong couldn't figure out what was going on with Tan Jingyao, except for the music box and the "recognition" that the old people said, he couldn't even figure out what kind of relationship Tan Jingyao had with the original body, so he just let his thoughts go in a daze.

Today is a working day, and it happens to be the rush hour at this moment, and the car can't move much after getting on the elevated road.

Seeing that the time was approaching seven o'clock, Wen Zong received a call from Wen Junchen.

"Where are you?" Wen Junchen's tone didn't sound kind.

Wen Zong was a little disgusted, he was silent for a moment before answering: "Outside, what's the matter?"

"What time will you be back? Your mother is looking for you." Li Donghui was sitting next to Wen Junchen, who was holding his arm and listening to the phone with him.

"It's Aunt Li." Wen Zong was very dissatisfied with Wen Junchen's arbitrarily decided address. Facing a person who wanted to kill him, he couldn't call him "Mom". What's more, the other party had no blood relationship with him at all.

Li Donghui heard it clearly, she held Wen Junchen's arm tightly, and when Wen Junchen turned his head, a hurt look flashed across his face.

Wen Junchen patted her hand lightly, and his tone of voice when talking to his son on the phone became even worse: "What time will you arrive?"

"What does she want from me?" Annoyed by the traffic jam, Wen Zong didn't want to get entangled with Li Donghui and the others on the phone, he just wanted to settle the matter quickly.

"You come back first." After Wen Junchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "snap".

Wen Zong frowned displeasedly, pursed his lips tightly, and remained silent.

Taking advantage of the red light, Tan Jingyao turned his head and glanced at him, opened the storage compartment in front of the car, and took out two star candies from it: "Eat one?"

Wen Zong looked at him in surprise, but didn't reach out to take it.

Tan Jingyao was not in a hurry, he unwrapped the candy wrapper and continued to stretch out his hand.

Seeing the star fruit candy quietly lying on the transparent sugar paper in the open palm of the other party, Wen Zong hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and squeezed it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste spread in his mouth, and the familiar yet unfamiliar taste miraculously dispelled the displeasure. He said softly, "Thank you."

In a daze, he felt that such a thing had happened a long time ago, but Wen Zong couldn't tell whether it was the original body's memory or his own.

Tan Jingyao said "You're welcome", and threw the candy wrapper in his palm into the trash can on the car.

The other party didn't rashly ask what happened, but he didn't ignore it either. Just for this, Wen Zong gave Tan Jingyao a high score in his heart.

When the car drove outside Wen's compound, Wen Zong was afraid that Tan Jingyao would see him off again, so he pushed the car door and got out of the car while saying goodbye to him: "Thank you Mr. Tan today, I'll go back first, please pay attention to safety on the road."

Tan Jingyao pursed his lips, hesitated to speak, and finally said "En", and stuffed him with the few candies in the front storage compartment of the car, and then drove away while he was waving goodbye.

Wen Zong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, put the candy in his pocket, and walked into the yard.Thinking of Wen Junchen's phone call, he took a deep breath, and was about to push the door when the butler, Uncle Zhang, hurried over to greet him.

"Young master, Madam was very sad when she came back today, I don't want to ask more questions, please pay more attention." Uncle Zhang reminded kindly.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhang." Wen Zong felt that Li Donghui's sadness was fake, and perhaps her anger was real, but it's hard to say what happened to make her angry.

Pushing open the door, Wen Zong changed his shoes at the entrance, and when he walked to the living room, he saw Li Donghui and Wen Junchen sitting and drinking tea.The two of them probably didn't expect Wen Zong to arrive suddenly, and they were both taken aback.

Wen Zong stepped forward: "Dad, Aunt Li, I'm back, what do you want from me?"

"I heard today that Shanshan is in a relationship. Is there such a thing?" Li Donghui coughed lightly and asked the question she had been holding back for a day.

Today, she had afternoon tea with several wives who were also from wealthy families, and when they chatted about her daughter, she was very proud.After all, Wen Shan was admitted to Huayao University by her own ability. Unlike the children of these rich wives who can only get into the second one for money, beautiful and smart daughters naturally want to find a good home. Who knows that those rich wives open their mouths. Let's say her daughter is in a relationship.

Thinking that her daughter is not only in a relationship, but hasn't told herself yet, Li Donghui doesn't believe that Wen Shan can hide it so well, plus she had quarreled with her because of Wen Zong before, so she intuited that Wen Zong must be there to help.

Wen Zong frowned slightly, pretending to be innocent: "I don't know."

Li Donghui stared at him closely, the disgust and impatience in those eyes seemed to be too lazy to hide, or to scare him, after a few minutes of silence, she put on a gentle smile: "Really? ? That may be the group of wives misjudged the person."

Wen Zong knew that even though she said so, she would never let it go.

He now has a little guess. In the original text, because the original body didn't go to the dinner, Wen Shan couldn't find someone to cover her. When she missed Huang Xingqian, she was forcibly arranged by Li Donghui to meet Tan Jingyao.

Even if the plot has changed because of her own book, as long as Li Donghui still has the heart to match Wen Shan and Tan Jingyao, if she knows that she covered Wen Shan at the dinner, she may wish to jump up and strangle herself to death.

Thinking of this, Wen Zong felt that it was necessary to talk to Wen Shan.In addition, the Wen family can no longer live in it for the time being. He is not an actor, and he can easily live with a mask on. braid.

Although he thought a lot in his heart, Wen Zong accepted Li Donghui's words as calmly as possible: "Well, if there is nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

"Yes." After Li Donghui finished speaking, she glanced at Wen Junchen.

Wen Junchen immediately asked him, "Where did you go this afternoon?"

"Hospital." Wen Junchen would not be idle and inquire about what he was going to the hospital for in the afternoon. Anyway, he was not in good health. Even if he had a private doctor, it was common for him to go to the hospital.

Wen Junchen was silent. Thanks to Wen Zong and Tan Jingyao's acquaintance these days, the Wen family's business is booming, and others look at him differently.Such a sense of superiority made it rare for Wen Junchen to have a little concern for Wen Zong's body: "Are you sick?"

Wen Zong rolled his eyes in his heart, feeling disgusted by Wen Junchen's snobbish concern: "That's it."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zong ignored the couple and went into his room without looking back.

Sitting down on the bed, Wen Zong was upset, even after drinking half a glass of water, he couldn't calm himself down until he touched the candy in his pocket.

Thinking of Tan Jingyao's silent comfort in the car not long ago, he imitated the other party's example and unrolled the candy wrapper, and the star candy melted in his mouth.The legs hanging by the bed shook slightly, and his mood miraculously improved.