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

The two were intimate in the room for a while, until the servants at home came to ask them to eat.

On the table in the restaurant, apart from the plate of braised pork that has been baked by Jin Wenli, everything else is made by Tan Boming.But the bowl of braised pork was placed in the middle, and the C position was properly occupied.

Jin Wenli was as enthusiastic as ever, and picked a lot of dishes for Wen Zong.

If Wen Zong couldn't finish eating, he would secretly put it beside the bowl, and Tan Jingyao would pick it up for him while no one was looking.

The movements of the two of them back and forth are so familiar that they seem to have done it countless times.

"If you are free next time, let my son take you out to play?" Jin Wenli said, "We also have a house abroad, which is very convenient, and we can live directly when traveling."

"Okay." Wen Zong politely agreed.

Taking advantage of this time, Tan Jingyao put the unfinished dishes in his bowl into his own bowl: "It just so happens that the company will have an exchange meeting in October, and take you there on National Day?"

"Work..." Wen Zong originally wanted to ask if it would delay his work, but Tan Jingyao obviously didn't care.

"Work can be finished quickly without delaying travel."

"Okay." Wen Zong finally agreed.

"When you juniors go on a trip, we old men are at home." Jin Liangce said, looking at Wen Huahui, "Isn't it?"

"You are just playing chess." Wen Huahui said bluntly.

Jin Liangce said "Hey": "What's wrong with playing chess? You beat me if you have the ability."

The daily bickering between the two old men started again, and no one stopped them, chatting with each other about topics of interest.

After a meal, Jin Wenli called Tan Jingyao to her room alone, and told him something special.

"I heard about Zhengya from my dad." Jin Wenli's face was full of anger, "Li Donghui and Wen Junchen really deserve death!"

"Mom, I've been arrested." Tan Jingyao comforted her calmly, anticipating that her mother would get angry when she found out.

"I don't feel relieved when I'm caught." Jin Wenli is a cultural person, and she can't say much vulgarity on weekdays. "If I and your father are not busy, I will definitely go to the court to see the verdict."

"I'll tell you when the time comes."

"That's good." Jin Wenli nodded, "Son, you are eight years older than Cong Cong. You should take care of him and be considerate of him. Mom knows that you are not a person who will lose your temper. After all, you are almost thirty. But in the future, if something happens to the two of you together, you must give in one more step, you know?"

"Ah."

"From the observation that this child is very sensible, he is not someone to worry about. Anyway, we parents can't control so much when you young people fall in love, but I just hope you can Treat him nicely."

"I know."

"It's good to know, your father's hand is already healed, and we will definitely not come back several times a year later. When I come back, I will check and accept the results." Jin Wenli felt that she had arranged it very well.

Tan Jingyao agreed, and the other party let go of his hand, and took out a jade bracelet from the bedside table.

"It was given to me by your grandmother when my father and I got married. Now, this is given to my concubine. Welcome him to our house!"

"Mom, do you want to give it to him yourself?" Tan Jingyao didn't know whether to answer it or not.

"It's not that particular, you can just give it to him, remember to put it on for him." Jin Wenli explained.

"Okay, I'll look for him later." Tan Jingyao took the jade bracelet and bowed deeply again, "Thank you, Mom."

"Boy, why are you being polite to your mother, hurry up." Jin Wenli smiled so that her eyes narrowed.

With the jade bracelet in his pocket, Tan Jingyao walked out quickly to find Wen Zong.

Wen Zong was sitting in the living room playing chess with Wen Huahui and Jin Liangce. Tan Boming was not interested in this activity, and sat far away by the piano thinking about new pieces.

Standing beside Wen Zong, Tan Jingyao stretched out his hand towards him.

Wen Zong was stunned for a moment, then put his hand on it, and followed Tan Jingyao to his room.

"Stretch out your left hand," Tan Jingyao said.

Wen Zong blankly changed hands and handed it out, and saw that the other party put a jade bracelet on his wrist.

"This is……?"

"My mother gave it to you. You are welcome to become a part of the Tan family's Jin family." Tan Jingyao congratulated him.

Wen Zong laughed out loud, "We're not married yet."

"When you want to get married, we will get married."

In memory, they got married many times, but no matter which one, it was full of freshness and happiness.

Wen Zong blushed and muttered, "Wait for me to propose to you later."

Tan Jingyao didn't hear clearly, and asked him, but he was ashamed and refused to say anything more.

"By the way, brother Jingyao, I have already thought about how to deal with Wen's."

"Ok?"

"I'm not a business person, and I've also checked. The properties under Wen's are currently sold out, and there are no other cooperation projects for a long time, so I plan to cancel and close the company." Wen Zong said, "After the assets are realized, I plan to donate them all."

"it is good."

"Donate to a depression-related charity."

"Okay." Tan Jingyao supported him unconditionally, "Wen's is a real estate company, and it will be a bit troublesome to cancel it. I will arrange a team to help you do it together."

Wen Zong nodded: "Okay."

He really doesn't understand these things, not to mention the cancellation, but all kinds of financial statements can make his head explode, so naturally he will not refuse Tan Jingyao's help.

After that, Wen Zong borrowed Tan Jingyao's computer to go online to read the comments on his novels, Tan Jingyao helped him contact the relevant team, and planned to get things done quickly in the near future.

"By the way, what are you going to do with the Wen family's house?"

Several sets of Wen Junchen's private properties do not belong to Wen Zong at present. In addition, Wen Junchen is dying now. How to deal with these houses will depend on the court's decision, but the Wen family's set has Wen Zong's name.

"Let's wait and see the subsequent court decision. Don't worry about the house." Wen Zong said, "If it is finally confiscated, then I don't need to deal with it. If it belongs to me, then donate it together."

"it is good."

"It's good to have a house to live in. My mother's house is very good." Wen Zong likes Yao Zhengya's small bungalow very much. It has the atmosphere of life, and he can also feel the traces of his mother's past life.

"Well, with the supervision from above, this case won't end too slowly. I'll talk about it later."

In this way, the two of them basically took care of the things that should be done later.Early the next morning, Wen Zong went to the airport to see off Jin Wenli and Tan Boming.

Before Jin Wenli left, she explained a few more words, and said that when she came back next time, she would definitely learn how to cook, and then invited Wen Zong to dinner, Wen Zong agreed with a smile.

All kinds of things came to an end temporarily, and the team arranged by Tan Jingyao started to deal with the deregistration of Wen's business. Whenever Wen Zong needed to sign or come forward, Wen Zong would go to the relevant departments. When he was not needed, he would stay at home. Write novels and complete summer courses with peace of mind.

In order to burn the diary with Tan Jingyao before, Wen Zong lied that Professor Ma assigned him homework, but within a few days, Professor Ma really came to contact him.

It was said that there was a homicide case in another city, and Professor Ma happened to meet him during his investigation. The head of the defense lawyer team was a former student of Professor Ma, so he was dragged to be a free consultant.Professor Ma was always thinking about letting Wen Zong see new scenes, so he called him directly, hoping that Wen Zong would come over to have a look before the trial.

Wen Zong seldom travels far, but considering that this situation will not be rare in the future, he went by plane.

After the internship, Wen Zong went back and wrote a report, analyzing the details of the case in detail, and the degree of completion was so high that Professor Ma was full of praise.

After all the tossing and tossing, Huayao University ushered in the start of school again.

The weather in September is not too cool, and even the autumn tiger is "arrogant", with high temperatures from time to time.

Wen Zong wore a long-sleeved shirt and stood in the crowd, waiting in line to receive his junior's books.

The law school has always had many and difficult courses, and there are more books than other schools, and there are fewer students, so the person in charge of the warehouse who is in charge of distributing the books arranges the law school to pick up the books last.

Seeing the students from other colleges leaving with their books in their hands, Mei Chutong moved her numb legs and complained, "I knew I would come back later."

"That's right, our academy has few people, shouldn't we first pick up our academy's hair?" There are many people who are equally dissatisfied.

"I want to e, does the monitor have tissues? Give me two, and sit on the floor for a while."

"No, you can go to the supermarket to buy some, it's not too far away, let's do some errands." Mei Chutong came here empty-handed, with nothing but a mobile phone.

"No, no, then I'll sit on the ground, it's black pants anyway."

"Too lazy." Mei Chutong rolled her eyes, looked sideways at Wen Zong, "Wen Zong, what are you doing?"

Wen Zong was chatting with Tan Jingyao, and was caught off guard by Mei Chutong's question, and subconsciously replied: "Chat."

"Who are you chatting with? Are you not tired?" Mei Chutong asked curiously.

"Not tired." Even though he was standing here with everyone, but someone was chatting with him, Wen Zong didn't feel tired, but felt that the time passed quickly.He took a look and found that people from other colleges had almost left, "It's pretty fast."

"...Where is it fast?" Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Wen Zong didn't say anything, and continued to send messages to Tan Jingyao.

The other party took a fancy to a pair of sportswear for couples, and just placed an order, and is now asking Wen Zongxi if he likes it.

Wen Zong naturally likes it, the two of them have been together for so many lives, and they know each other's little habits like the back of their hands.

"You're recovering really well now, it's completely different from before." Mei Chutong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Yeah, yeah, I still remember how you looked like two years ago, it scared us all to death." The others followed suit.

Only then did Wen Zong stop typing, pondered for a while, and said, "It seems so."

"Hahaha, what's the answer? You haven't been exercising much, have you?"

"Well, sort of." Don't mention it, Wen Zong actually doesn't have the awareness of getting better physically, because it's only been more than half a year since he started exercising.

And it seemed that many potential minor ailments suddenly healed. Wen Zong thought about what Li Donghui did before, and realized that if his memory would be affected, would his body be affected accordingly.Now because he has regained his independent sober consciousness, his body has also improved.

Thinking of this, Wen Zong sent his guess to Tan Jingyao.

Seeing Wen Zong's indifferent answer, everyone mistakenly thought that he didn't want to mention the past, so they didn't ask any more questions.

Only Mei Chutong looked at him curiously, and asked in a low voice, "Are you chatting with the richest man?"

"Ah... um." Mentioning Tan Jingyao, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Wen Zong's face, and his cheeks were flushed.

Mei Chutong smiled "hehe" as if he had discovered the treasure, "Then you can chat, I won't bother you."

Wen Zong let out a "hmm", lowered his head and saw the message from Tan Jingyao.

[Brother Jing Yao]: Whether it is health or life, it will get better in the future [hug]

[From Cong]: Good [happy]

The author has something to say: I will be traveling in the next two days, and there will only be a single update for these three days.

This article will probably end around the tenth, so what-3