my little sir

Fang Yimin's heart skipped a beat with Wen Qiling's look of hesitating to speak.

"Don't look at me so viciously, please speak up if you have something to say."

Wen Qiling faltered and said: "Yi Min, I went to Dr. He's today. Tell him about your situation briefly, and I hope you can go to him for treatment."

As soon as Wen Qiling finished speaking, Fang Yimin's face quickly turned cold.He thought that Fang Yimin was conflicted, so he quickly explained: "Don't worry, psychiatrists only treat mental diseases and disorders, and will not pry into the secrets of your heart. Moreover, they keep all client information absolutely confidential."

However, Fang Yimin just replied indifferently: "Didn't you tell him about my situation a long time ago?"

Wen Qiling was stunned for a moment. Dr. He's persuasion and guidance skills suggested in the afternoon were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

"You... you know."

"Yes, although you act cautiously, Dr. He never revealed it," Fang Yimin said with a slight sarcasm, "but we are together every day, it's hard not to notice."

"I'm sorry." While apologizing, Wen Qiling explained that he didn't mean to hide from the other party, he was just afraid that Fang Yimin would resist them, and he said, "Yimin, go to Dr. He, I want to help you get back your memory."

"I don't want to go, I'm fine now."

"Yi Min, go try it. Dr. He may not be able to retrieve your memory, but it will be helpful if he can help you with your psychological problems."

Fang Yimin suddenly slapped the table with both hands, stood up with his arms propped up, and said in a cold and sharp tone, "Wen Qiling, you are the one who is sick, not me!"

Wen Qiling sat alone at the dining table, he had never seen Mr. Xiao lose such a big temper, and he had never slapped the table or the bench when he talked about divorce.

He originally thought that if Fang Yimin regained the memories of the past, maybe he would stand confidently on the radiant podium again, showing the smile from his heart like today.

Of course, he also has selfish intentions. He always feels that Mr. Xiao no longer paints and has something to do with him.If Mr. Xiao picks up the paintbrush again, at least it can alleviate the guilt in his heart, and it can be regarded as a kind of compensation for Mr. Xiao.

However, Mr. Xiao seems to have misunderstood.

He didn't know where the point Mr. Xiao really cared about was, he was eager to find the key point, find it and solve it immediately.But my style and means of doing things in the business world are completely unworkable for Mr. Xiao.

Mr. Xiao was actually sad, although he didn't want to admit it.

He felt that Mr. Wen still liked Mr. Xiao before.But that little gentleman is not his real self, and he doesn't want to turn back into a virtuous canary.

Mr. Xiao recently left early and came back late. Not only did he refuse Mr. Wen to pick him up, he even stopped driving and went to the bus and subway every day.

Mr. Wen was very helpless. He just suggested Mr. Xiao to see a psychiatrist. Even if he resisted, there was no need to draw a line with himself and fight coldly.

In particular, Mr. Xiao not only ignored him several times when he showed his favor, but even avoided contact and communication with him.

After going back and forth, Mr. Wen was not happy, and the two of them got angry together like this.

The atmosphere at home has dropped to zero recently, and Uncle Zhao suddenly wants to retire.

-

Ye Junwen's art exhibition has already started to be promoted, so he called Fang Yimin and asked him to come and see the art exhibition with Wen Qiling in the afternoon.As a result, only Fang Yimin came by himself.

Fang Yimin made an excuse casually, saying that Wen Qiling had something to do.Ye Junwen didn't ask much, he excitedly pulled the other party to look at the collection.

From "First Encounter" to "Starry Sky" to the current new work, he talked endlessly and praised him again and again.As I spoke, I remembered that the name of this new product has not been asked yet.

"By the way, I've been busy with the art exhibition these two days, and I forgot to ask, what's the name of your work?"

The new work was displayed in a conspicuous position, with the author's name written beside it, and it was marked not for sale, and the name of the work was blank.

Fang Yimin said: "I think it's good to be empty, isn't it more mysterious and poetic."

Ye Junwen asked: "Have you thought of a name before?"

"No."

"You're lying again." Ye Junwen is tall, so he could only tilt his head slightly to look at Fang Yimin, seeing that he didn't answer, he smiled and said, "Okay, then leave it blank, when you think of a suitable name , I’ll add it to you.”

Fang Yimin smiled, and when he turned his head, he saw a familiar face. The man bowed his head and leaned forward, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

"Song Xi?" As soon as Fang Yimin spoke, the man froze, and he called again, "Assistant Song?"

Although the previous behavior was slightly weird, Song Xi turned around and greeted the other party with a decent smile: "Mr. Fang."

"Why are you here? You came to see the art exhibition?"

Seeing Fang Yimin glance around, Song Xi nodded and said, "Yes, I came alone."

Ye Junwen met Song Xi last time, after all, that time he saw Mr. Xiao tear up the mistress, so he had a little impression of Song Xi: "Does Miss Song also like painting?"

Song Xi continued to smile and nodded.

Ye Junwen asked again: "Boss Wen hasn't left work yet. As an assistant, can you leave work early?"

Song Xi digested Ye Junwen's words, then turned to look at Fang Yimin, still nodding and smiling.

Originally, Ye Junwen wanted to invite Fang Yimin to dinner, but since Song Xi was there, he was not a stingy person, so he simply invited Fang Yimin to join him.

Song Xi politely shirked a few words, and then ate dinner together.

Fang Yimin discovered that Song Xi was a gentle and pleasant girl, not only generous in conversation, but also insightful in painting.Ye Junwen had a very happy dinner, as if he had found a bosom friend.

Xu was used to being Wen Qiling's assistant. After the dinner, Song Xi refused Ye Junwen's offer to see him off at night, and drove Fang Yimin back by the way.

Sitting in the car, Fang Yimin was still smiling and praising Song Xi for being serious and conscientious.

Song Xi pursed her lips in embarrassment: "I'm used to it, and I hope Mr. Fang doesn't mind."

"What do you mind about it? You take me home by the way. I haven't said thank you to you yet."

Song Xi was a little relieved after hearing this, she shouldn't be so active, but after all, Mr. Fang is his boss's wife, and the president's pressure is very low recently, it's better for her to block all the peach blossoms around Mr. Fang.

Fang Yimin suddenly remembered the last time Song Xi called and asked him to pick up Wen Qiling, and asked in surprise, "Oh? Didn't Assistant Song say he couldn't drive last time?"

Great!

This matter was originally done on purpose by the CEO, but after he realized it, he pushed the boat forward, and the two of them tacitly plotted against Mr. Xiao.

She definitely can't betray the president, so she can only continue to deceive Mr. Xiao.

Song Xi finished her brainstorming, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I just got my driver's license."

It just so happened that due to distraction, the red light ahead turned on, and Song Xi stepped on the brakes hastily, but inadvertently confirmed this statement.

Fang Yimin was taken aback. Seeing the other party smiling apologetically at him, he silently clenched the handle next to the car roof.

Wen Qiling had already wandered around the hall for many times, until he heard the movement outside, he sat on the sofa in the hall and picked up the book beside him to read.

When Fang Yimin came in, he glanced at Wen Qiling's direction, and then turned a blind eye and prepared to go upstairs.

Wen Qiling coughed, Fang Yimin rolled his eyes, paused, and turned his head to look at Wen Qiling, who was pretending to be deep.

Fang Yimin only gave the other party three seconds, and if he didn't speak again, he would go directly upstairs to sleep.Just when he was about to take a step, Mr. Wen finally spoke.

"Mr. Xiao is going to dinner tonight?"

"Yes."

Wen Qiling's tone was joking and displeased: "No matter how far away you are, you can smell alcohol all over your body."

Fang Yimin folded his arms, leaned against the stairs and sneered, "You can smell it from such a distance. Mr. Wen's sense of smell is comparable to that of a police dog."

"What do you mean, are you calling me a dog?!" Wen Qiling casually dropped the book in his hand, stood up angrily, and approached Fang Yimin step by step.

"Tsk, I'm just making an analogy, why are there still people scolding me?" The little gentleman smiled at Yan Yan, his eyes curved very nicely.

"Your face is flushed with spring, and you can see that you have been drinking."

A look of spring?Where is his look of spring?

Fang Yimin didn't want to be like two fools arguing with Wen Qiling's child, so he turned his head and went upstairs.

Seeing that the other party didn't argue with her, Wen Qiling followed Yi Min's footsteps dissatisfied: "Why, why don't you argue anymore, do you have nothing to say?"

Fang Yimin said in his heart: I don't quarrel with children.

Wen Qiling: "Are you guilty? Are you having a candlelight dinner with someone to spend a good time together?"

Fang Yimin said in his heart: I don't care about the two idiots.

Wen Qiling: "Oh, Mr. Xiao can't even make up a lie?"

Fang Yimin said in his heart: I can't help but get mad.

Wen Qiling: "Is it because you don't know how to make up lies, or are you too lazy to make up lies? Are you not even perfunctory now?"

Fang Yimin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Your uncle, it's endless!"

Wen Qiling was stunned by the other party's harsh words.Mr. Xiao is swearing again, even if he swears, he is still so fierce.

"How can I have Wen always making up lies, what I am going to do, where to eat, who to eat with, it's none of your business."

Wen Qiling was greatly shocked, and his heart was filled with anger and shock: "Since when did I make up a lie? About Dr. He, I hid it from you because I was worried that you would be unhappy, but I didn't lie to you. What happened to you? Why don't you have anything to do with me, you are my legal husband."

Fang Yimin endured it, but still managed not to say the word "divorce": "I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, it's okay, I'm tired."

Wen Qiling felt that he was really going to be driven crazy by Fang Yimin. He had never distrusted Mr. Xiao, and he also admitted that he deliberately found fault.

After all, if he didn't find fault, Fang Yimin might not even be willing to say a word to him today.

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence.He would rather explode, so even a quarrel is good.

[The author has something to say: I never knew Mr. Wen had fans. I read the comments saying that some people feel sorry for Mr. Wen. Hahaha, I feel sorry too~~~

PS. Mr. Xiao does have problems, but he mainly pretended to be a good baby for three years and pretended to be afraid in the early stage, and the early stage was too pitiful, so he abused Mr. Wen~]