Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Wen's Building, top floor.

Wen Sheng finally ushered in the first rest time in the past few days, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he held a cup of hot tea and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch the night view.

He looked at the bright light across the sky, and thought that Wenran should have already started his return journey by this time.

When the door opened behind him, he thought it was Chen Qi: "Leave the rest, it's almost time."

"Who to let go? Who do you want to let go?" It was not Chen Qi who responded.

Wen Sheng turned around, facing Wen Liming's cold face: "Dad, why are you here?"

Wen Liming found a place to sit down by himself: "You still know how to call me dad? Run around the world with Wen Ran, and throw away the company's affairs! Do you think you are still? Belated youth rebellion?"

Hearing the sound, he knew why he came, but he didn't expect him to use such sharp words. He touched his nose and put down the teacup: "The problem is solved, and it won't have much impact."

Wen Liming: "It should be resolved! I'm asking why you ran?"

Wen Sheng didn't hide it: "Wen Ran suffers from depression."

Wen Liming was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to his senses: "What kind of depression? What kind of depression does he suffer from smiling all day long?"

"it is true."

"So?" Wen Liming asked back: "What's the big deal? He's still a doctor. Why can't he take care of himself?"

Wen Liming's reaction was still within Wen Sheng's expectation, but he still felt chills for Wen Ran: "What if I am the one who is sick?"

He asked: "If I suffer from depression, will you have such an indifferent attitude?"

"Hear the sound!" Wen Liming scolded, "You know what you're talking about!"

"Please answer me." Hearing the voice did not budge.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, but Wen Liming looked away first, and he blinked his sore eyes: "The same surname is Wen, you are not only my son but also the heir of the Wen family, Wen Ran... after all, you are more important than me." Not on you."

Wen Sheng did not expect him to be so frank: "Don't you feel guilty?"

"Guilty? To Wenran?" Wen Liming seemed to hear some joke: "I gave birth to him and raised him so that he would not have to worry about food and clothing. If I don't put pressure on him, naturally I don't expect him to inherit my mantle. He is smarter than most people in this world." Lucky, why are you asking me such a stupid question?"

"So have you ever felt guilty towards him? Even if it's just for a moment, even just a little bit?" These words were obviously asked for Wen Ran, but Wen Sheng lost control as he spoke, "You...have you really cared for us? As a father."

Wen Li Mingban's face was slightly astringent, he picked up the teacup and drank it up and filled it up for himself: "What happened these two days? Find out who did it?"

Hearing that he changed the subject, he knew that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he said slowly, "I don't plan to explain this to you now, I have to wait."

There are some people in this world who don't know how to repent until the last moment.

Wen Liming snorted coldly: "Your wings are stiff, and you don't take me seriously. Do you think you are great? When someone calls you Mr. Wen, you forget all about how you got here?"

"Dad," Wen Sheng interrupted, "you believe that I have a reason for doing this. Now that the truth of the matter has been found out, I have my own way to deal with it. I also don't want to make it difficult for you."

"What do you mean?" Wen Liming frowned: "This matter has something to do with me?"

Wen Sheng: "I'll find out in two days."

Wen Liming looked at him for a long time, but finally didn't ask any more questions, he was about to get up after suffocating his tea, "I'm waiting for your explanation."

"and many more."

"Anything else?"

Wen Sheng: "I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Wen Liming sat down again: "Speak."

"Regarding your personal affairs, don't think I'm too talkative." Wen Sheng asked a question that Wen Sheng would never have asked before: "After all these years, I can see that you like Aunt Qiu very much. If so, why didn't you talk to me?" She wants another child?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Liming's face changed slightly. Fortunately, there were too many times today when he heard abnormal sounds, so he didn't think too much: "Why, do you want one more person to snatch things from you so much?"

"Do not want to."

"That's it." Wen Liming was a little impatient, and got up while talking.

Hearing the sound, he didn't ask any further questions, and got up to send him out.

After sending Wen Liming away, Wen Sheng asked Chen Qi as if he suddenly remembered: "Where is Tong Nian these days?"

"Miss Tong hasn't come to the company for half a month. I heard that my wife is not feeling well recently and has been taking care of her in the hospital."

I hadn't heard of this matter: "Let her come back."

Chen Qi: "As soon as the investigation results came out this morning, I have already sent someone to invite them. There is no time."

"Then don't force it." Wen Sheng wiped his hands: "By the way, my younger brother Wen Ran will come to me later, let him come up directly."

Wen Ran has never been to Wen's Building, so Wen Sheng only explained this.

After Chen Qiying came down, he was still a little apprehensive, he had never met the second young master of the Wen family, so he was afraid of admitting to the wrong person.

But when he really saw Wen Ran himself, Chen Qi confirmed his identity almost instantly, just because the two brothers really look very similar, especially the Second Young Master Wen seems to be in a bad mood right now, watching him with a sullen face without saying a word. He was colder than when he heard the sound and was angry.

"Coming?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, he knew it was Wen Ran.

Wen Ran leaned on the table with an anxious expression on her face, opened her mouth but hesitated to speak.

Wen Sheng raised his eyebrows: "You were so angry just after you came back?"

Wen Ran: "I know everything."

Hearing the sound, his hands paused slightly, and his smile restrained a little: "I won't tell Dad about this, I know what you think about Niannian, don't worry..."

"You won't, I will." Wen Ran interrupted: "If it was before, I would indeed beg you, but now there is no need."

Wen Sheng didn't make a sound, as if he was intimidated by his unusually firm tone.

Wen Ran continued: "I don't want you to swallow your anger because of me, especially in front of these two femme fatales."

Wen Sheng frowned: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm very sober." Wen Ran Zhensheng: "Didn't you always want to know what happened between me and Qiu Yingxiao?"

Every time Wen Ran uttered a word, the hatred in her eyes became more intense: "She tried to seduce me, drugged me or threatened... more than once."

"But she didn't succeed, did she?" Wen Sheng's face didn't show the shock, contempt, or disgust that Wen Dye thought, there was none of them, and it was extremely calm.

Wen Ran stared at him for a while, then suddenly fell down on the seat as if discouraged, and put her face on her forearm: "As expected, you already knew..."

He choked up at the end of his voice, and when he saw the drops of water falling from his palm, he got up and took out two pieces of paper: "I said, I will protect you."

Wen Ran didn't answer, looking at the man in front of her, she was a little dazed.He has always known that Wen Sheng is an extremely dazzling person, no matter what he does, he can easily be left behind.

He had also been dissatisfied, even resented, at first Wen Sheng would tolerate his naivety, and would teach him in the tone of a brother, but later, Wen Sheng went further and further, so far that he didn't even have the courage to call him brother...

"Brother." The figure in front of him became more and more blurred, but a thought in Wen Ran's heart became more and more clear.

"Ok?"

"Can I beat you up?"

"..." Hearing the sound, the hand that pinched the paper at the corner of his eye became stiff for a moment.