I walk the career line in dog blood

Xie Jiu returned home almost dizzy, his steps were light and light, and he seemed to be floating in a dream.

"Brother Yu?" Xie Jiu sat on the sofa, laughing alone, and then began to regret that he acted like a fool, wondering what the child would think.

In the end, the phone call brought by the housekeeper called him back to the world.

The call was from the assistant, saying that Wen Long had secretly returned without telling him, and then it was the assistant who had been fired before, who seemed to be in contact with him.

"Come back when you come back, he's grown up and doesn't need someone to take care of him." The implication is to stop those tuition and living expenses.

Wen Long's father used to help Xie Jiu, but Xie Jiu paid off this kindness with other things very early on, and later took Wen Long in, just to keep the conversation going, in fact, he has done his best.

What Xie Jiu cared about was not the matter of Wen Long's sneaking back, but the matter of the ex-assistant contacting him.

In that distress, Xie Jiu cleared a large number of other people's eyeliner and chess pieces, and he kept the former assistant for fishing.Unexpectedly, this person would contact Wen Long.

"I encountered an ambush, was he involved?"

"I haven't found it yet," said the assistant.

"Keep watching."

After leaving the Walled City, Wen Long went to an apartment that had been rented a long time ago. Xie Jiu usually gave him enough living expenses, and Wen Long himself had some business sense and invested in a small business, so at this time Wen Long still had some money. ——Of course, after seeing the bustling outside, he no longer looks down on this little money.

He called Xie Jiuqian's assistant, planning to spend money to buy some news.As a result, the former assistant told him a shocking news.

"You said that Xie Jiu made a will and it was notarized?" Wen Long was very surprised. Why did Xie Jiu suddenly think of making a will?Was it because of the last attack?

However, Wen Long didn't think that this person would distribute the inheritance to him. Although he was an adopted son in name, it was just to give his dead father some face, just to make it sound nice.

It's not good for him.

If Xie Jiu doesn't make a will, he has a just in case, as an adopted son, he can always get some.But now that the will is made, it's all at the expense of others.

"Who is the beneficiary of the inheritance?" Could it be his subordinates?Or just donate it all?

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "He Tiantong."

"Who?" Wen Long knew who it was, but he wasn't sure for a moment.

"He Jizu's little grandson, He Tiantong. He is the only beneficiary of the inheritance. If he is not around, the entire inheritance will be donated."

"Papapa." It rained heavily outside suddenly, and the rainwater hit the glass window of the rental house, and the light blurred by the rain also fell on the dazed Wenlong's face.

"Hello? Are you still listening?"

Wen Long wiped his face and suddenly felt a little cold: "Why him? What is their relationship?"

"Huh? It seems to be raining." An Yinong looked outside the house, "What a pity, I wanted to set off fireworks."

He had just talked on the phone with Grandpa He from the old house. Grandpa He was going to burn incense at Tin Hau Temple on the first day of the lunar new year. He felt that An Yinong had many disasters this year, so he could burn incense with him to get rid of bad luck, but An Yinong declined , He prefers to lie in bed and sleep late.

However, it was agreed to go to the old house for a small gathering during the Chinese New Year.

"Hey, I really want to split myself into several copies, so that two of them can draw comics and two can sleep late." He returned to the desk and took out a stack of half-drawn drawings, which was "Mr." by 'Gu Pan'.

The male protagonist in the drawing is wearing a long-sleeved robe, holding a chess piece in his hand, and has long hair like a waterfall.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Did Xie Jiu and Gu Pan be jealous before?"

"What what? What jealousy?" The system floated out, "Looking at you, the host, you are so excited? Have you finally let go of the previous relationship and started again?"

"..." This little fool, "Xiao Qi doesn't care about the mission now, is he focusing on gossip?"

"Is there a mission? Where is the mission object? Hmph, there isn't even a ghost image!" The system reached out and touched a handful of melon seeds left for 'Thank you', and clicked, "I've already seen it, what mission is wrong?" Task. The target of the task is to appear in front of the host immediately tomorrow, and I won't feel anything."

"Thank you, please don't show up."

As a result, the next day.

"Master, there is a person who says he is your guest."

An Yinong looked at the servant at the door: "Guest? Did he say his name?"

"Yes, he said his name is Wenlong."

An Yinong looked at the system, and the system also looked at An Yinong.

"Host, don't look at me. If I say anything, I'll have already upgraded to an advanced system." The system raised its hands and shouted.

"How does he know that I live here? It's strange, not even the classmates in the school know."

An Yinong frowned, he put down his pen and said, "Let him wait downstairs, I'll come down right away."

After getting the permission, Wen Long walked into the small villa. There were lawns, flower beds, fountains, beautifully trimmed shrubs, and two rows of pines and cypresses, which set off the spiers of the villa like a castle in a fairy tale.

I heard that this is just a small property under the name of 'He Tiantong'. He has not yet turned seventeen, and already owns five or six properties, and the cheapest one is worth several million.

"This way, please." The security guard in charge of security led Wen Long to the entrance of the villa, and another servant came out and continued to lead the guests to the hall.

"The housekeeper, the chef, the servants, the gardener, the security guard...he lives alone, but there are so many people serving in the house. And it's just a temporary residence, so magnificently decorated, there is actually an entire wall in the house Tropical fish. The He family is really rich."

Wen Long looked at the villa without any trace, calculating the price of every piece of decoration and every oil painting.

Although he has been Xie Jiu's adopted son for several years, he didn't get much, and Xie Jiu is not a person who likes extravagance and waste, so Wen Long walked into this villa full of "He Chengjue's aesthetics" and made such a sigh .

He Chengjue's aesthetics is like this, to be extravagant, to be magnificent, and not to care about the price.

Going abroad, Wen Long, whose ambition has been awakened, is ready to move. He feels that he was a fool in the past. He ran after a liar, but missed a jewel.

He analyzed the character traits of 'He Tiantong' in his heart, thinking about how to get everything against him.

The naive young lady and young master are always easily captured by the scheming low-level people-the recent movies and novels always promote this kind of strange idea, and Wen Long got inspiration from it.

Leaving aside the heirs of Xie Jiu's inheritance, the He family's property alone is already an amount that ordinary people can't earn back in a lifetime.

Suddenly there was movement upstairs, Wen Long looked up and saw An Yinong walking down the stairs wearing a gray wool sweater and a pair of jeans.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but he seems to look better than (Wen Long) remembered, the childishness on his body has dissipated, his face has become more refined, and his temperament has also changed to a gentle and handsome adult.

It's like turning from a child to an adult.

Wen Long's heart was pounding, watching him walk down from the 'castle' and come in front of him.

"Long time no see." An Yinong walked to the hall and sat down, "How does Mr. Wen know I'm here?"

Wen Long looked at the pair of slender legs wrapped in jeans, he hadn't seen him for a year, 'He Tiantong' had grown a lot taller, and he looked like an adult when he wasn't smiling.

Not many people knew An Yinong's address.Of course, Wen Long couldn't say that he asked from Zhang Ming. He thought on his knees, Zhang Ming planned to kidnap and sell him, and there was an endless enmity between the two of them.

So Wen Long said: "Ask from a friend. It's really embarrassing to say, I've been thinking about us when I'm abroad."

"You lied to me?" An Yinong gave an accurate definition of 'our business' with a half-smile.

"There may be a misunderstanding between us."

Wen Long wanted to explain, but Grandma Lian came with a tea pot and interrupted his mood.A teapot filled with fragrant and warm jujube tea and several clean glass teacups were placed on the table. Granny Lian turned over two of the glass teacups and poured them [-]% full.

"Thank you, mother-in-law." An Yinong and Granny Lian thanked him. He took one of the cups and touched his lips, the temperature was just right.

An Yinong's eyelids were half drooped, and he drank tea silently.Although he didn't say anything, the air was full of hints of 'please don't talk, be quiet'. Wen Long couldn't find a suitable opportunity to speak, so he had to pick up the teacup.

The jujube tea is sweet and delicious, but Wen Long has no intention of appreciating it, he has been rehearsing the planned rhetoric in his heart.

No matter whether An Yinong asked him 'where did he go' or said 'unforgivable', he had a way to start with this and carry out his own plan.

"Tiantong, I..."

Seeing Wen Long's hesitant expression, An Yinong's nerve called '100% passive acceptance of tasks' was directly touched.

Before the other party could speak, he said, "I forgive you, but in the future, we should not have more contact with each other."

Wen Long held the warm teacup, his face was frozen for a moment.He remembered the scene of the young master with red eyes (?) saying 'I treat you as a friend, you treat me as a business', and compared to the current indifference, he felt anxious that everything was out of control.

If he was angry, things might be a little better.But the indifferent and polite attitude now is more like 'putting it down', which is the worst situation.

"I heard that there are guests at home?"

An Yinong raised his head, he was still holding the teacup in his hand, and he didn't say anything, but there was a smile on his face, and the smile spread into his eyes, you could see how happy he was.

This difference in attitude is so stark, there is an obvious 'favouritism'.

Wen Long's confidence was completely swept away by such a 'preference', he wanted to know who was the one who could make this young master happy by showing up.He turned his head, and the moment he saw the person coming, his expression froze on his face.

"Why is he here?" Wen Long pinched the fabric of his trousers tightly at his knees out of fear.

Standing at the door was Xie Jiu, wearing a black cashmere coat and a houndstooth scarf, with a leaf falling on his shoulder, dusty.

He walked in, handed the scarf and gloves that he had taken off to the servants, and turned his eyes to An Yinong: "Why did you come down without a coat? There is no air conditioner downstairs."

"There are guests at home, so come down in a hurry. Does Uncle Jiu drink jujube tea? It's not very sweet."

"Coax me again?" Xie Jiu sat down beside him with a smile.

"It's real this time, it's not sweet at all." An Yinong poured him a glass, "You have a taste."

Wen Long was stiff all over, watching them talking and interacting like no one else, not even physical contact, only a few eye contact, but you can see how close they are.

It was also the first time he knew that Xie Jiu could laugh and cared about whether people wore coats or not.

Why did Xie Jiu appear here, by chance, or on purpose?

The warm jujube tea is more sour than sweet, but it is deceiving to say that it is not sweet, that is, An Yinong, who likes sweetness, feels that it is not sweet. Xie Jiu, who usually only drinks black coffee or clear tea, feels that it is not sweet. What I want is a glass of honey water.

He took a sip of 'honey water', took another sip, and put it down after drinking it: "There is a new semi-cooked cheesecake in the store, and I wanted to invite Tiantong to try it..."

"Really?" An Yinong's eyes lit up, "I'll change my clothes later and go together."

Wen Long's fingers tightened, the teacup slipped from his hand, and the tea splashed.An Yinong finally turned his gaze back, the smile was still there, but not there: "Is Mr. Wen okay? Did you get burned?"

"No, do you have an appointment at Tiantong at night? I'll leave right away." Wen Long retreated, and looked at his adoptive father opposite him from the corner of his eye.

If it was someone else, seeing Wen Long say this, even out of politeness, he would keep one or two, and even invite him to have dinner together.But An Yinong heard it and just nodded.

"Go slowly, I won't send it off."

that's it?

Wen Long's superficial skill was not good enough, and his astonishment flashed away.On the other hand, Xie Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, reached out to pick up the teapot and poured himself a cup of jujube tea.

"Sweet and sour, good tea."