The moon in full bloom

After knowing all this, Chairman Wen couldn't help asking himself: "I spent half my life, why did I fail so much in children's education, Wen Huan is like this, how can I take over Tianfu's team in the future?"

"By the way, Dad, I don't want to go to the company in the future. The media is too boring and tiring." Wen Huan calmly threw another heavyweight bomb.

Wen Jingyuan didn't know why she was going crazy, and asked, "Then what do you want?"

You don't want to take over, and you insist that you will never marry, and there is no possibility of recruiting a son-in-law to take over the company. Wen Huan, what exactly do you want?

"Dad, don't you think my cooking talent is very strong?" Wen Huan grabbed him, ran into the kitchen, and took out a plate of dishes, "You and my mother said that the food I cook is delicious. , and encouraged me to cook more."

Wen Jingyuan was amused by her innocent expression, "It's for you to practice and play, and it happens to be able to honor your elders, so you take it seriously. Listen to me, if you are not interested in the media, then go to the financial industry, or you How do you feel about import and export trade?"

"I'm going to learn how to cook! You can't change me!" Wen Huan forcefully put the tray on the dining table, plunged into the bedroom, and slammed the door.

Wen Jingyuan followed her, turned the doorknob and walked in, only to see that she was sitting by the bed and packing her luggage. On the bed were air tickets, passports, and an admission notice!

Le Cordon Bleu, the best culinary institute in the world.

She decided to co-author this in private, and today is to inform him?

This girl, her idea is too big, she doesn't pay attention to him as a father at all!And Wanyi too, if it wasn't for her behind the scenes support, where did Wen Huan get the tuition?

Wanyi didn't have any scheming, she must have been tricked by the child to get the money!

"You are really talented now!" Wen Jingyuan stepped up to pull her.

Wen Huan shook off his hand with a look of resentment.

Being stared at by that kind of gaze, Wen Jingyuan's heart suddenly burned, and he couldn't help but slapped her, and angrily said: "The Wen family can produce entrepreneurs, but they can't produce low-level cooks!"

"Aren't you from the lower class yourself?" Wen Huan asked coldly.

"It is precisely because I have experienced this kind of life that I don't want you to do it all over again!"

"...So you can forcibly erase my ideals and arrange for me a life that I don't like at all? Even if I do a good job, you will never look down on me?" Wen Huan's cheeks bulged five A fingerprint, glowing red, "Why do you?"

"Because I am your old man!"

Wen Jingyuan was so angry that he completely lost his mind, and picked up the floor lamp beside the bed. Wen Huan subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but was hit hard on the wrist!

The skeleton let out a muffled cry of pain.

"You have been controlling me since I was a child, stipulating what I should do to be considered a qualified daughter, I hate dealing with the sons and brothers of those big families, I hate talking in a tone of voice, and I hate being forced by you to play the piano for those uncles over and over again! "Wen Huan clutched his right wrist, and because of the pain, there was a layer of water vapor in his eyes, "You never knew."

Wen Jingyuan looked at her, shook his head, but said: "Everything you enjoy is given by the people you hate."

"Yes." She nodded in agreement, with a nonchalant tone, "I don't want it now, can I?"

"...Then get out!"

After speaking, he no longer had the strength, and dropped the floor lamp with a crack in it, watching Wen Huan's back from the corner of his eye.She was holding the admission letter with one hand, and with the other hand, her wrist was red and swollen to twice its size.

The pace is still so chic, full of a dandy.

It was a year and a half after Du Tangtang saw Wen Huan again.

The wealthy and generous only daughter of the Wen family has changed into a different person. Her white clothes and blue trousers have been washed and faded, her ponytail is tied very low, and she no longer has the high-spirited posture she used to. She sits on a bench in the garden with lowered eyebrows.

She was eating, a mantou dipped in hot sauce for rice, and a small pickle soaked in cold water for soup.

"I remember...you didn't eat spicy food before." Du Tangtang approached hesitantly, still not sure it was her.Wen Huan used to firmly believe that only by throwing away cheap things like chili, can a dish bring out the flavor of top ingredients.

She took a bite of the round steamed bun and said with a smile, "It's so spicy that it goes well with rice."

Du Tangtang was forced to burst into tears by her smile, "Where's Sister Zhen? What's wrong with you?"

Wen Huan ran away from home that time, not on a whim.

As early as a few years ago, she knew that there was a high possibility that her father would not agree, so she made preparations early.In fact, the power of heredity is still very strong, and Wen Huan also inherited her father's mind, using pocket money to make the business bigger and bigger.

But that was because Wen Huan was still underage, and it was inconvenient to do things, so he found a woman who was much older than her, and partnered to start an entertainment industry, with a lot of money.

It was Sister Zhen who gave money and ideas to Wen Huan, signed the contract, and went out to socialize.

The two get along very well. Sister Zhen is a woman who is considerate and good at doing business. She is good at both sides and good at dancing, and she even trains Wen Huan who refuses to obey anyone.

"Doing business is harder than being a human being, because not all people you deal with in the mall are human!" Sister Zhen said so, her eyebrows and eyes crescent into crescents.

Indeed, she remembered that when she was very young, her father hugged her on his lap and said softly: "Our family is just such a little princess. Let her do whatever she wants and do in the future."

What Sister Zhen said is true, the people you deal with are not necessarily all human beings.

In order to ensure a normal capital chain, Wen Huan only withdrew living expenses at the beginning of each month, leaving the rest to Sister Zhen to take care of the business.

After Wen Huan went to study abroad for a year, she cut off her financial supply, sold all their assets, and disappeared without a trace.

"I'll get her out for you and vent your anger on you!" Du Tangtang gritted his teeth angrily after hearing the whole story, "The Du family can't do anything else, they still have a way of finding someone!"

Wen Huan picked out the little pickles with great care, put them into his mouth and tasted them carefully, "Forget it, she has been with me for so many years...Those shops, I will give them to her."

The corners of the mouth are raised, but it is matched with a face that is about to cry.

No matter how domineering and domineering she is, she can't be ruthless. What's more, those businesses can't be done by herself.But it's still ironic to think about the promise of having money to spend together in the past.

"That's all?" Du Tangtang couldn't hold his breath.

"I'm sorry to find you out." Wen Huan wiped his mouth, changed the subject, and remembered something, "Lend me some money, those bodyguards in your family are too dedicated, and I will be found when I get close to the house."

Du Tangtang immediately began to fumble in his pocket, "How much do you want? You can take my card."

Wen Huan did not refuse.

A little bit of cost gradually grows bigger, struggling at the bottom, isn't that how she came here back then?

Wen Huan can't remember how long he ate steamed buns with hot sauce, and traveled both at home and abroad. He had to learn something and was busy earning money for his own learning. It would be nice to have time to sleep, but he still worried about what to eat every day?

She bought a bar. She has done this kind of business before, so it is not difficult to get started. The problem is the network. Bars can't be played without any influence.

Fortunately, even though I seldom come to the store, this time Du Tangtang is personally in charge. In the past, the Wen family made parasols, but this time it was protected by the Wu Dao Du family, and nothing happened on weekdays.

Wen Huan can't trust others, but it's not good to bother them all the time, so he insists on paying Du Tangtang's salary.

The salary she can provide is only a drop in the bucket compared to Du's company's income, but the intention is there.

Gradually, Wen Huan got the Le Cordon Bleu diploma, from Xiaowen to Ms. Wen, and spent two years traveling all over the countries that produce food, learning to cook different styles of dishes.

When he returned to China, he had already become Chef Wen, and later, he became Boss Wen.

It's very interesting to say that when she was not promising, she didn't even have anyone who could talk, and no one cared how much pressure she had. Once she became Boss Wen, many Jieyuhua suddenly appeared.

All of them have graceful postures and beautiful eyes, they are prettier than Sister Zhen back then.

It's just that compared with Wen Huan, it's still a bit worse.

Wen Huan is no longer the down-and-out look of those years, his long hair is as smooth as satin, and he goes for a regular treatment once a week. He likes to collect shiny jewelry, and his clothes are impeccably gorgeous.

She is no longer naive, nor does she need to struggle.

It is enough to entertain yourself by telling jokes to good-looking people with a happy face every day.

"It's not good for you, I'd better find someone to settle down, the house is in such a mess." Du Tangtang took the time to visit her newly bought house, and as soon as he entered the door, there were overwhelming magazines and clothes, and he couldn't find a place to put his foot down.

Wen Huan sat on the floor with his back leaning on the sofa, using the remote to fast-forward the movie, "Don't worry about it, an hourly worker will come tomorrow."

"It's not enough just to clean up the house. The circle is so chaotic. Find someone to clean up your mind." Miss Du said a rare sentence that came from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Huan heard it in his ears, turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Oh, could it be that you... fell in love with me?"

"Get rolling." They are all Fa Xiaoer who know the basics, and they don't think it's a toothache to say these things.

"I'm very pure." Wen Huan threw away the remote control, made an innocent expression, and opened his eyes wide, "I didn't bring anyone home casually, and I didn't change girlfriends every week. When someone abandons you, you exile yourself." This kind of thing is not suitable for my boss to do."

Indeed, she will not hurt others, so she simply implements the principle of "not taking the initiative, not refusing, not being responsible" to the end.

But even so, many people rushed up blind, what can Du Tangtang do?

So she had no choice but to sigh, and stopped trying to explore the sincerity in the mist in Wen Huan's eyes.

Wen Huan stretched his waist, focused on enjoying the vulgar comedy, smiled happily and devotedly, his eyes rolled, and he was lazy and coquettish.They get together to make fun of each other, just for fun, they can pretend so naturally, it doesn't matter if they are sincere or not.

It looks good enough.

Some time passed.

When Wen Huan was no longer running around for a living, and was too lazy to trust anyone, a stupid college student, just graduated, with melted eyeliner on his eyelids, broke into her life inside.

Without a trace of reservation, I surrendered my sincerity.

What if she doesn't want it?

……

Wen Huan sat quietly on the sofa, turned off the light, and she didn't have Du Tangtang's ability to hide in the dark, so she looked like a weird statue, dark.

Her arms pressed limply to her forehead.

After sending her mother away after lunch, she didn't clear up the dishes, just piled them in the sink, and just sat on the sofa until night.

Originally, at this time, she should be thinking, thinking about the relationship with the Wen family, thinking about whether there is any unsatisfactory part of the task given by her father, and carefully sorting it out.

But now Wen Huan just went through the memories of the past seven years in his mind, and stopped in front of the place related to Tao Qingyang.

It was late at night, and she didn't know how long she would have to sit, but she knew that no one would wake her up after dawn tomorrow.

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