[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

The cars coming and going outside the window were quietly making their own plans.

---------Zhang Qi Ling

The snow falling from the sky seems to be denser, and although it doesn't have the feeling of falling like a large goose feather in London, it still dyes the surrounding area with a bit of misty white.

I watched Wu Xie being told by Pan Zi, "What are you talking about, little third master, it's rare for brother Zhang to smile." Sitting on the side angrily, puffing his bangs and blowing his bangs with a childish look, I didn't know whether to laugh or helplessly.

Wu Xie, who had his emotions written all over his face, was easy to guess, and he didn't feel like those people in the business world were wearing masks.Because of my status, I had to attend some irresponsible entertainments, and every time I faced a face with a fake smile, I could say anything to achieve my goal, but I knew it was a lie, but the people who listened It is an extraordinary enjoyment.

Such a face, no matter how many times I see it, makes people feel extremely disgusted.

But Wu Xie's emotions have always been very real, without hiding anything, unlike Xie Yuchen's forbearance, and also not like Huo Ling's pretense, they were born in the same family, but unexpectedly different.

I looked at Wu Xie's face that gradually calmed down, and my heart seemed to be washed, without any distracting thoughts.

Very comfortable feeling.

Looking up at the vehicles in front of me, listening to the slight whistle that cannot be blocked by the windows, I feel extremely peaceful even in the constant flow of traffic.

"Pan Zi, last time my mother said that the third uncle and the others had given up on letting me inherit the Wu family, didn't they?" The quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken by Wu Xie, and there seemed to be something in his clear voice. Listening to his words, I was inexplicably Feel uneasy and restless.

I turned my head to look at Wu Xie, the gentle outline of the facial features showed a hint of firmness, although the expression was the same, but there was a look in those eyes that I had never seen before.

"Yeah, young master, you are really stubborn. The third master didn't intend to compromise, but you haven't contacted the family for more than a month after you ran out. If it weren't for Master Hua, the third master would die in a hurry. If you don't compromise, you can't do it." ah."

"So, what if I say now that I am willing to inherit?"

I was stunned, staring closely at Wu Xie's side face with slightly pursed lips, my originally calm heart was abruptly disturbed.

"Ah? What did you say, little third master?"

"I'm serious. I'm the only one left in the Wu family. If I let go, who else will care?"

Is this the reason?

Listening to Wu Xie's words, my mood, which was momentarily chaotic because of his decision, calmed down, and I suddenly understood something.

Wu Xie is not stupid, and his thoughts are very delicate. If he didn't say it before, he would definitely not want to think about it. Now that he suddenly made such a decision, he probably guessed from Pan Zi's few words and my connection with the Huo family that the Huo family got me. Authorization, and he did this for two reasons: to get the authorization I gave to the Huo family and to have the weight to negotiate with his family.

Suddenly I don't know what to say.

No matter how unwilling, Wu Xie decided to restrain himself.

The sense of powerlessness that I have never felt before, even if I grew up alone, I have never felt it.Maybe it shouldn't have agreed to authorize the Chinese copyright to the Huo family. Even if it was a small publishing house, it would be much better than what it is facing now.

If Wu Xie agrees to inherit, he must stay in Hangzhou, but I can't.

damn it!

I frowned, Pan Zi was silent for a long time and then said in a deep voice, "If the little third master just thinks like this, the third master will probably be very pleased."

In fact, anyone who is familiar with Wu Xie can guess Wu Xie's thoughts. People who hate family property to the extreme suddenly decide to inherit it. There will be no other reasons except for necessary reasons. So the so-called reasons for status and responsibility, Pan Zi would not believe it.

Wu Xie didn't intend to hide it either, "Of course I didn't just think so. As for why I suddenly changed my mind, Pan Zi, you will know later."

"Pan Zi doesn't intend to interfere with Little Third Master's plan, nor does he intend to know about it. I just hope that Little Third Master can think carefully about it, and don't regret doing things he didn't want to."

"If things I don't want get me more, so offset, I won't regret it."

I stared at Wu Xie and heard the conversation in my ear, feeling an indescribable anger.After just being in the car for a while, he made his own decision without discussing it with others, and made his own decisions, and he didn't intend to go back on his word at all.

Wu Xie, who was so stubborn to the core, made me not know how to deal with it.

Wu Xie gave up what she had been pursuing all along.He traveled thousands of miles from China to the UK to avoid his family members just to get rid of the task of inheriting the Wu family, but after finally letting his family members let him go, he voluntarily gave up, even if he was angry, he couldn't break out.

Both angry and distressed.

I looked at Wu Xie, my eyes fell on his slightly tense face, and my anger rose again.

You obviously don't want to, so why force yourself?

Wu Xie avoided my sight, seemed to be unable to take it anymore, and turned to me with a smile, "Brother, we are almost there, you..."

"Why?" Stopping Wu Xie's words from coming out, I stared at his pale eyes, and my tone calmed down even though I was extremely angry.

The curve of the corners of Wu Xie's lips gradually flattened. Even though she stopped smiling, her face was still soft without any frightening coldness, but her gaze was threatening and cold. "what why?"

I narrowed my eyes and looked at Wu Xie, who was serious for a moment, without any fear, but I understood what he wanted to stop.

Pan Zi is still there.

Even if I don't look back, I can still feel those eyes watching me from the rearview mirror. Before meeting Wu Xie's family, it's not suitable for Pan Zi to know too much.

Suppressing the anger that was about to burst out in my heart, I turned my head to look at the pedestrians and vehicles passing by outside the car window, and pursed my lips tightly.

Wu Xie's decision is already a firm matter. He didn't tell me first, but told Pan Zi directly, so as not to let me stop him. Pan Zi will definitely tell Wu Sanxing immediately, and after that I will stop it It didn't work either.

The delicate mind is not ordinary.

I closed my eyes and listened carefully to the subtle sound of snowflakes hitting the car window.

The Thirty-fifth.

---------Wu Xie

The snowy weather did not affect the interest of tourists at all, but added a Disney fairy-tale beauty to the West Lake, which became more and more intoxicating under the embellishment of fluttering snowflakes.

I closed the car door and looked up at the familiar storefront I saw again after two months. I smiled slightly, and turned to look at Pan Zi who locked the car and walked over, "It really hasn't changed."

"What can change in two months, go in, the third master is waiting."

I raised my eyebrows and looked at the door of the third uncle's store, "Did the third uncle ask you to take me here?"

"Yes, the third master said he wanted to talk to the third master." Pan Zi nodded solemnly, walked into the store, paused, then turned to look at Poker Ping, "Brother Zhang, the third master may want to talk to you." The little third master also said something alone, how about you and I looking at the store here?"

I also looked at Poker Ping, and seeing him nodding expressionlessly, I patted Pan Zi on the shoulder, quickened my pace and opened the curtain of the inner hall, and looked at a pair of rubbings sitting in front of the desk and studying in my hand. Uncle, he smiled, "Third Uncle, I'm back."

Although he can be regarded as an old man, the third uncle is still the same as when he was young, with a bit of a ruffian on his face. If it weren't for his slightly gray sideburns, I would even think he was the one who used to take some strange things five or six years ago. Antiques taught me to recognize the third uncle.

The third uncle raised his eyes and glanced at me lightly, his tone was usually relaxed as if I had never left, "Well, come and take a look at this, see if you recognize it."

I was a little surprised by the third uncle's reaction. Normally, he should have grabbed my ears and scolded me first, but now he raised the rubbings in his hand, with a calm expression on his face, just like when he used to test my knowledge of these antique calligraphy and paintings.But it’s weird, it’s better this way, no one likes to be scolded, and I’m not a masochist, so I happily walked over to gently pick up the rubbings that third uncle put on the table and looked at it carefully.

"This..." I stared blankly at Tuo Ben, who was still exuding a faint fragrance of ink in my hand, raised my eyebrows and looked at Third Uncle, trying to see something from his face, but that face looked at Tuo Ben calmly, as if It seems very ordinary.I took a deep breath, put down the rubbings lightly, and twitched the corners of my mouth, "Song Tuo is the rubbings of the "Jiucheng Gong Liquan Ming" on the Tang stele. But this is not the real Song rubbings, but imitated by others. .First of all, paper, just ordinary rice paper, and the extension method..."

"Okay, okay." As if he had finally heard enough of my answer, the third uncle looked at me with satisfaction and smiled, pointed at the rubbish and said, "Are you sure it's a fake?"

I nodded, if it wasn't for the tangy fragrance of fresh ink, the rice paper and some rough ink extensions, I really wouldn't be able to tell the authenticity of this stuff.

The third uncle didn't give an answer immediately after hearing my answer, but stood up and patted my head in praise, "I'm worried that you will throw all our Chinese classics to the foreign devils when you come to England Well, it seems not yet."

"Third uncle, I'm a student of architecture, not archaeology. Why do you let me know so much about these things?" I rolled my eyes. Since I was a child, my third uncle has been grabbing and instilling some knowledge about antique calligraphy and painting from time to time. Until now Even being tested occasionally, I really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in the third uncle's gourd.

The third uncle was taken aback by my hygienic eyes, and then looked at me with a look of resentment, "Are you a fool? It's not like you don't know that the Wu family is in the antique business, so why ask? "

"Uh, even though this is the case, there is no need for me to be very clear..." I blinked and whispered