After the real young master came back, the fake young master ran away overnight

For some reason, his cheeks felt hot because of these barrages, so he finally switched to a different gun.

Wen Ci hid in the house, watched the barrage for a while, and found that many people had weird ideas, and the barrage became more and more crooked.

He turned off the microphone in the game, and said to the people in the live broadcast room: "Stop posting those strange barrages to mislead the newcomers. I and No. [-] have nothing, stop talking about cp."

A bunch of "good" floated by in the live broadcast room, and no one really made strange remarks anymore.

Hearing Ci just breathed a sigh of relief, when he heard the voice of No. [-] asking him what he was doing, he immediately replied, "I just went to drink water."

In the office, in his live broadcast room, Chi Guanyan, who heard what he said in the live broadcast room, smiled and gave a low "um".

Someone knocked on the office door, Chi Guanyan turned off the game voice, and said softly, "Come in."

The assistant quickly opened the door and walked in, and handed him the document, "Mr. Chi, this is the summary of last month, and there are two more documents that you need to review and sign. By the way, Mr. Wang from Huibo Company wants to see you. The appointment time is set for tomorrow afternoon."

Chi Guanyan took the document, signed it after reading it, and handed it to the assistant without much expression on his face.

The office was too quiet, and even if the man didn't speak, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

The assistant took the file with his head down, not daring to stay any longer, and turned to leave.

It's just that before taking it to the door, he saw that the computer in front of Chi Guanyan seemed to be a game screen, and he was shocked instantly.

People who don't use mobile phones often start playing games? ?It shouldn't be.

Hearing that the live broadcast of Ci Ci was not broadcast until two o'clock in the morning, he fell asleep until noon the next day and woke up. When he touched the phone, he was stunned when he saw many missed calls, and immediately went back to it.

"I called you so many times and you didn't answer." The moment the call got through, Father Wen said sharply, "Your mother is sick and has been thinking about you. Where are you? Come back and see your mother. "

Wen Ci quickly put on her clothes, "Mom, what's wrong with her? Are you all right?"

"I have a cold and a fever, and I got an injection at home. She has been worried about you, and she was even more worried when she saw your live broadcast. Wen Ci, you are too old, how can you make people worry so much." Father Wen sighed, "I know, you Maybe it’s because A Sheng is back and you don’t want to go home. But have you thought it through? Are you really not going home for the rest of your life? You haven’t even seen A Sheng, why do you hate A Sheng so much?”

Countless images flashed through my mind in an instant, and finally froze at the scene of death, and the movement of putting on my coat slowed down after hearing the words.

He avoided the latter questions, pursed his lips and said, "I'll go back now."

"You quit the house you rented, and the live broadcast, don't broadcast it, go home and live." Wen's father said, "If you want to find a job, I will arrange it for you. What's the live broadcast?"

Wen Ci only said that he was going to wash up, so he hung up the phone first.

After washing up, he hurried out to take a taxi to Wen's house.

The door was closed, and as soon as Wen Ci opened the door, the sound of laughter entered his ears.

He was startled when he saw his mother sitting on the sofa with a few relatives sitting beside her.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the people who laughed happily turned their heads to look at it.

Those gazes were too complex, but one could tell from the words that they were all ridiculed.

These people used to smile and flatter him when they saw him, and they didn't dare to fart.

Wen Sheng was sitting next to Wen Mu, seeing him coming, his eyes lit up immediately, he stood up as if excited to speak, but in the end he flinched for some reason.

That pretended hesitation made Wen Ci not even bother to give him a look.

The hand holding the doorknob tightened slightly, Wen Ci took a deep breath, looked at Wen Mu and smiled, "Mom, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just miss you. You haven't come back. There's nothing I can do. I can only lie to you that I'm sick." Wen Mu got up, walked to Wen Ci, took his hand, and said with a frown: "You child , Why did you lose so much weight after going out for a few days?"

She pulled Wen Ci and sat on the other side of her, pointed to Wen Sheng and introduced, "This is Ah Sheng, your brother, this should be the first time you have met."

"Brother." Wen Sheng grinned, a little shy, "I've always wanted to see you, and now I finally see you...I'm so happy."

Hearing the soft voice, Wen Ci raised his eyelids to look at Wen Sheng, his brows and eyes were indifferent and sharp.

"I called you, why didn't you agree." Wen's mother reminded.

"Mom, if you're okay, I'll leave. I still have things to deal with." Wen Ci closed her eyes.

He came here in a hurry, didn't eat any food, he only cared about whether Wen's mother was okay, he didn't come here to gossip, let alone come and sit here to see how good Wen Sheng's acting skills are.

Mother Wen was taken aback, "So urgent? What's the matter?"

Wen Ci didn't speak, and got up to leave, but was firmly held back by Wen Sheng.

"Brother, are you in a hurry? Do you need my help? I can deal with it with my brother. Can I go home for dinner after finishing it? Mom has always missed you, and our family has never eaten together." Hearing the sound, he raised his head. , full of anticipation.

"Yeah." The words came to Wen's mother's heart, and she immediately echoed, "I have asked Aunt Huang to go shopping for vegetables, and we will have dinner together as a family in the evening, and your father misses you very much."

"Next time." Wen Ci took Wen Sheng's hand away calmly, fearing that he would come closer again, moved away a little, and smiled at Wen's mother, "Mom, I'm really in a hurry, next time will be sure."

Speaking of this, although Wen's mother was quite disappointed, she didn't insist anymore, nodded, and held Wen Ci's hand, "Then you have finished with the matter, you must come and see Mom. And Ah Sheng, he has always wanted to talk to you."

Hearing the sound, he bit his lip, his face was pale, and there was something wrong with him.

After a few seconds, he seemed to have finally mustered up his courage, and asked with a sob: "Brother, do you hate me... Sure enough, I shouldn't come back..."

Wen's mother didn't know how he started to say these words again, and didn't care about other things, so she quickly comforted Wen Sheng.

"Wen Ci, look at you, I made Wen Sheng cry when I came back." The woman with a string of pearl necklaces around her neck clicked her tongue, "I haven't seen you for a while, you've got a bit of a temper .I heard that I was worried that you wanted to help you, but you ignored me. If it were me, I would be so sad."

"That's right, I'm becoming more and more impatient, like this with my own mother. If this was my son, I would have slapped him. Minlan, you're the only one with a good temper and used to it."

"Wenci, are you unhappy because Wensheng came back? But don't forget, your surname is not really Wen. Minlan is soft-hearted, so she didn't drive you away. What right do you have to be unhappy?"

The three women played a scene, and each of them followed the sentence, looking at the words with sarcasm.

But Wen Ci directly treated them as air, and said to Wen Mu, "Mom, I just came to see you. I am relieved that you are fine, and I am leaving."

Wen's mother frowned, and was very upset by their eccentric words, and knew that these people who were left behind by Wen Ci must be speechless again, so she nodded.

"It's getting more and more impolite." The woman wearing the pearl necklace was very upset when she was ignored. She chuckled and got up and stopped her when she saw that she was about to leave. "The elders are talking to you, and you just pretend you didn't hear them?"

"I can be even more rude, and you don't know." Wen Ci glanced at her and sneered, "If you have so much time, why don't you take care of your son, who sends people to the hospital every day, and recently eats a few Is there a lawsuit? Now you still have time to enjoy yourself here? It seems that your son still needs to work harder."

The woman's complexion changed, as wonderful as a palette, "Shut up, you are too presumptuous, why did you talk to me? I am also your cousin after all. Also, do you think you are still with me?" You were the same young master before? Don’t even look at your own status. Without Minlan, you might have died in the garbage dump now.”

"Enough!" The more she said, the more outrageous she was. Mother Wen patted the table angrily, her face turned cold, "Don't talk about my son in my house. No matter what happens to my son, it's not up to you to point fingers. If you just come here today You have pointed fingers at my son, please leave immediately."

The woman realized what she had said, and quickly shut up.

Wen Ci rolled up his sleeves, and said casually, "Biao—aunt—, I have more presumptuous ones, do you want to see them?"

He stared at the woman, with the corners of his lips raised, showing a very gentle smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, cold and gloomy.

Seeing his gaze, the woman immediately remembered the incidents of hearing the words and fighting. She shrank her neck and sat back on the sofa in fright. "What are you doing? You still want to hit someone? I'm telling you not to mess around."

Seeing how frightened she was, Wen Ci sneered, "How cowardly."

The woman was furious, but she didn't dare to say anything, she glanced at the two people beside her.

The two met Wen Ci's eyes, and were also afraid of Wen Ci, so they never spoke again.

"Mom, pay more attention to your body, don't put any cats or dogs in here next time." Wen Ci said with a smile, and walked out.

These words are so ugly, if in the past, Mother Wen would stop Wen's words if she didn't like these people, but at this moment she just drank tea with a cold face and didn't say anything.

The other three people knew that they had offended Wen's mother, so they looked at each other, but they didn't dare to touch the bad luck again.

"What on earth is this Minlan thinking? It's not her own, so she cares so much?"

"It's been a long time, so I naturally care about it. I heard from people outside, I thought she didn't like hearing words, but it turned out to be nonsense."

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come here. If I offend her, it will be difficult to come here again in the future."

"What are you afraid of? We are Minlan's sisters, and Wenci is a complete stranger. There is no blood relationship at all. Minlan will figure it out, it's just a matter of time."

The muttering was really loud, after hearing all the sounds, he said to Wen's mother, "I'll see off my brother."

When going out, Wen Ci just walked through the gate, Wen Sheng waved his hand, and said with a smile: "It's better to leave, come back next time, you will not be Wen's family, but an outsider."

Hearing the words, he paused and didn't look back, but said lazily: "Then you have to work hard, don't play yourself as an outsider."

The smile froze on Wen Sheng's face, and he stared at his back, "Don't worry, even if you don't have the last name Wen, I can't be an outsider, this will always be my home."

He walked quickly to Wenci's side, and his laughter was full of viciousness, "How is it? It's nice to be looked down upon by someone pointing their noses and making fun of them, isn't it? This is just the beginning, so don't be overwhelmed. "

Hearing words did not speak.

Just when he heard the sound and wanted to see if his face was extremely ugly, he suddenly took two steps forward, seeming to dislike something, and even patted his shoulder.

Hearing the sound, he was startled, and laughed even more cheerfully, "Is it hard to listen anymore?"

Wen Ci turned around, looking at Wen Sheng with a distorted smile in front of him, his eyes were unmoved, he didn't care what he said at all, and even rewarded him with a blank expression, "Silly X."