Ms. Hu raised her head while eating a basket of steamed buns, and joked half-truthfully, "I'm not free, but others are free. I won't come next time."

"Where's Ah Ye? I'm not here, and my son won't come down to say hello to me?"

The housekeeper smiled awkwardly, so he had to say some polite words such as poor hospitality, but he didn't answer her directly.

Ms. Hu laughed and said, "It seems that you really locked up your son? Are you going to sign a check for Xiao Wen to let him leave Ah Ye forever?"

Wen Ya knew he shouldn't be laughing at this time, but for some reason, he was infected by Aunt Hu's big laughter, and the scene she described was so joyous, he didn't hold back and laughed too.

housekeeper:"……"

Ms. Hu continued leisurely: "Little Wen is very popular, how much is the check going to be written? These days, everything is rolled up, and the breakup fee has to go up. I think I have to write a nine-figure number—"

housekeeper:"……"

Ms. Hu finished the last scallop siu mai, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile, "Let's go, lead the way, I'll go and have a look too."

Xiao Wu from Old Wu's family was about to be bullied and cried.

Wen Ya knew that Aunt Hu's face of watching the excitement was not a big deal, but she was actually kind enough to fear that he would be embarrassed by others, but since Muye's father seemed to want to talk to him alone, then his avoidance was just to avoid it for a while, so Then he turned around and said, "Aunt Hu, let me go there by myself."

Ms. Hu looked at him and confirmed that he was not afraid, so she nodded and said, "That's fine, then I'll sit down for a while."

Wen Ya followed the butler upstairs. The interior of the ranch house is mostly solid wood, and the doors and windows fall vertically. In the afternoon, the doors and windows are wide open, and the sun is abundant. In summer, the white gauze curtains are all blown away by the wind. It feels like filming a movie. He asked in a low voice, "Did Makino live on this floor when he was a child?"

The butler lowered his head and replied, "Young master used to go to boarding school, and he only went back to the top of the mountain on weekends...Mr. Wen, we're here."

Wen Ya nodded, and pushed the heavy double oak doors open, only to see Mu Wendong sitting alone on the sofa, wearing a white linen Tang suit. He had been injured recently, but his face was glowing red, with only a beard Left in a mess.His cane was resting on the armrest of the sofa, there was no gun on the coffee table, and there was no hole on the ground where seven or eight crocodiles were raised. Seeing him coming in, he tapped the armrest of the sofa opposite him with his cane and said, "Sit."

He had a strong aura, and when he raised his eyes to look at people, there was a sense of a eagle watching a wolf. Wen Ya thought for a while, and still showed the courtesy that should be shown when meeting Mr. Taishan, and said politely, "Hello, uncle."

Mu Wendong said, "Wen Ya."

"I've been observing you for more than a year. You and my son were rumored to have sex when we first met. We started living together within a month of our acquaintance. We went to Las Vegas to get married within half a year. Unfortunately, your marriage has no legal effect."

Wen Ya nodded and said, "Of course, we are two men, Chinese."

Mu Wendong said, "You know it yourself."

Wen Ya smiled and said, "Actually, it's just a formality, two people make each other happy."

Mu Wendong shook his head, looked at him with a pair of eyes, his gray eyebrows almost covered his upper eyelids, and said, "My son, I know that his only friends are the ones who played with him when he was young. You What method was used?"

Wen Ya asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Mu Wendong snorted lightly.

Wen Ya said: "He thought I looked familiar the first time he saw me, and within a month, he remembered it all. I haven't been able to be with him in my previous life, and I don't want to waste a minute in this life, that's all—"

Mu Wendong's forehead was throbbing with veins, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Wen Ya said calmly, "What I'm telling is the truth."

He reached out and took out the silver wedding ring around his neck, and said with a smile, "It's a wedding ring, for male and female marriage, the kind you love and I wish, not the fox fairy brand."

Mu Wendong: "..."

Mu Wendong said, "You just took him for a catch."

Wen Ya smiled, "What you said just now, your son knows it well, and you must also know that he is definitely not a child who is not experienced in the world and can be coaxed away with a few words. , can't he see it at all?"

Mu Wendong snorted again, but it seemed that he didn't intend to ask someone to drag him away to feed the crocodile.

He didn't speak again for a while. Xiao Wu from the old Wu's family knocked on the door and entered the study, and came to deliver tea again. Unlike the Jin Junmei who just gave Ms. Hu, this time it was Tieguanyin. Wen Ya really didn't want to do it again. I drank tea, but I still sniffed it politely, took a sip, and praised: "It has the charm of Guanyin, it is a good tea."

Mu Wendong glanced at him.

Wen Ya asked: "Uncle, do you want to find out who I am, or do you want to separate me from Ah Ye?"

Mu Wendong said slowly: "I have seen too many people like you—"

Wen Ya nodded, so it was the latter.

No matter what, he has the kindness to Mu Ye and is an elder, Wen Ya can't be rude, but for this sake, there is nothing to say.

He put down the teacup and was about to get up, but he heard Mu Wendong continue what he just said, "If I want to separate you, I can't wait until now."

Mu Wendong cursed and said a few words he didn't understand, and then said: "You look like a liar, it's best to let him stumble, and let him have a long memory."

Wen Ya: "..." If you want your son to stumble, why bother bringing him here?

However, he also saw that his old man Taishan was just asking him to come and have a look, and flirt with him by the way, and he didn't think about actually writing him a check, or throwing him to feed the crocodile, which was totally unexpected.

So he put the half-raised butt back on the sofa, and asked, "Uncle, is Ah Ye at home now?"

Mu Wendong: "@#$%&"

Wen Ya asked, "Huh?"

Mu Wendong said angrily: "Give him a catty of vodka and strip him of his clothes, or would you come over?"

Wen Ya: "..."

Half an hour later, Wen Ya sat on the sink and watched Makino, who had finally put on his clothes, gloomily foam and shave in front of the mirror.

Wen Ya asked him, "When did you wake up?"

"I woke up once last night and called you. After I opened my eyes, it was noon."

The mobile phone was taken away, and I don't know what he used to make the call. Wen Ya imagined him holding up a slipper and talking to him stupidly when he was drunk. died.

Makino's voice was still hoarse, and he looked very depressed, and said, "I drink very well, and I have never been drunk before."

Wen Yaxin said, in your life you could drink very well.

He still clearly remembered that his alcohol capacity was not very good. In that year, Wen Ya gave him wine to celebrate his adulthood. The perilla wine was not very strong. There was nothing wrong with him when he drank it, but he fell asleep right away after drinking it. One day and one night, I can't drink enough, but the wine tastes pretty good.

As for later, with his cultivation base and body, he naturally could not drink a thousand cups, but that was completely different from his drinking capacity, and he didn't know who gave him the illusion that he had a capacity for drinking.

Just stupid.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of his clean-shaven lips, with a smile on his lips, waved his hand and said, "Squat down a bit, and I'll shave for you."

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