Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Huayuan woke up again, with nothing in her mind for a long time.

Looking at the familiar ceiling above his head, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his heart turned a thousand times.

He's not dead, he's alive.

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

But soon this thought was dispelled by the name Lin Wan. He tried to struggle to get up, but found that this was simply a delusion. There was no pain in his legs, arms, arms or even his ribs.

"Come here! Where are you all dead? Come here quickly!" Wen Xian felt as if his throat was on fire.

Even so, he still shouted, hoping that someone would come and take him away.But he was disappointed, and his door did not open until noon.

Wen Xianyou thought, could they still starve him to death?Someone will always come and bring him food.Sure enough, just after twelve o'clock, a maid came in pushing a dining car: "Second Young Master, I'll feed you."

Wen Fangyuan has calmed down: "Where's my brother?"

The maid gave him a pillow: "Mr. Wen went to the company early in the morning."

Generally speaking, the Mr. Wen that everyone talks about can only be the head of the Wen family, and the old man has long since abdicated, so this Mr. Wen can only be Wen Hua's elder brother.Everyone else is called according to their ranking, which is why Wen Fang is called the Second Young Master.

Wen Youyou was indescribably depressed: "Where's the old man? Take me to see him."

The maid handed the spoon to his mouth: "Master and Madam went to Hawaii last night."

Wen Youyou almost choked to death: "Ahem! They still have the intention to go on vacation? Are you afraid that I won't wake up?"

"The doctor said, you can wake up this morning at the latest."

"..." Wen Xiayou: "I know I can wake up in the morning, why no one comes over? There are a bunch of idlers at home, so don't make excuses for being too busy!"

The maid hesitated to speak, with a weird look on her face.Wen Yaoyou urged her before she heard her say: "Mr. Wen specifically ordered you to come in at noon if you make a scene after waking up, and come in at night if you vent your anger with something."

Wen Yuan was silent: "What if I struggle to get off the ground and run out?"

"I also asked this question, Mr. Wen's answer is very simple," the maid tried to repeat what she said in the morning: "No, he can't get up."

The maid's expression was not imitated, but it didn't prevent Wen Xianyou from drawing the man's extremely determined face with a paralyzed face. He snorted, "I'm self-righteous, I just want to get out of bed!"

"Second Young Master!" The maid panicked, "Your injury is still not healed, so you can't go to the ground!"

"Hiss..." The dull pain in his chest made Wen Xian'er lose his temper in an instant, just like what the pervert said, he really couldn't get up.

After finishing his lunch with no appetite, Wen Xianyou lay on the bed and began to lose consciousness.

Seeing that he was not moving, the maid seemed to be in a bad mood, and said comfortingly, "Mr. Wen will be back for dinner in the next few days. If you have any questions, you might as well talk to him face to face."

Wen You couldn't look sideways: "What are you talking about? Talking about how to break my wings?"

"No, Mr. Wen is still very worried about you," the maid explained. "He hasn't gone out for the past few days since you came back and was in a coma. It was because he had something to do this morning..."

"Shut up, I don't want to hear such nonsense now." Wen Youyou closed his eyes: "Get out."

Hearing this man, he knows very well that even if the sky falls, it won't stop him from commuting to and from get off work on time every day, it's very boring.He was just in a car accident, how could this honor make him an exception.

Wen Youyou reckoned that even if he unfortunately died outside, this extremely cold-blooded man would only find time to show his face at his funeral.

The next two months really confirmed his suspicions.He lay in bed for two months, deliberately not going out to meet that pervert by chance, and what about that pervert?

Obviously, I passed by his door every morning and evening, but I never saw him open the door and come in.From the sound of steady and regular footsteps passing by his room door, it was not difficult to hear that this person didn't care about him at all, and he was really cold-blooded.

But as his injury gradually improved, Wen Xianyuan's thoughts of going out gradually became more active. In terms of the city, he was no match for a dead pervert.Thinking about it this way, during this period of time, my behavior of hiding like a little daughter-in-law was so stupid that I couldn't see it.

Anyway, no matter how much he struggles, he will always be the one who succumbs in the end.

Because he is a younger brother, he deserves it!

"Second Young Master." Just as he got out of the elevator, a servant saluted him.

"Well, I want to eat downstairs today." Wen Youyuan glanced in the direction of the restaurant.

"Yes, wait a moment."

Soon someone brought another set of cutlery, and when his wheelchair was fixed in front of the dining table, breakfast was almost served.His hands were mostly fine, at least not preventing him from spreading jam on the bread.

After this movement, everyone has to watch it, but the eyes of the man on the other side of the table are always wandering on the tablet.

Or eat a sandwich, or drink a sip of morning tea, and the slender fingertips glow with a cold light similar to a plank.

"Bah, pretentious." Wen Huayuan spat secretly, suppressed the disdain in his heart and took a deep breath, he didn't forget that he had something to ask for now.

"Brother, I want to go out." It's not that I want to, but I want to.

The man seemed to realize that there was an extra person on the table, and he raised his brown eyes lightly, not showing any anger.

Wen Huayuan caught his sight and subconsciously clenched his fists.

After a long time, the dead pervert finally looked away, leaving a light sentence: "Ah Zhong, take him out for a walk."

"Yes." A Zhong Deling, who was refilling tea for him, immediately put down the teapot in his hand, pushed Wen Ren's wheelchair and turned around to leave without any delay.

Wen Huayuan held up the knife and fork in his hand, facing the scene that changed instantly, he either spit out or swallowed the things in his mouth.

What he said about going out is not the way to go out. Hey, is it too late to go back now?Will it be embarrassing?

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sound of getting up behind him, obviously the man was about to go out.Wen Huayuan didn't even dare to stop him from going to work.

After holding it in for another whole day, Wen Yao felt that it was not an option to go on like this, and sooner or later he would become another pervert if he stayed here.

So at night, he deliberately stayed in the living room, saw the car lights coming in from a distance, and pretended to be staring at the TV as if nothing had happened. When a man walked in and passed by him, he finally couldn't help but say: "By the way, there is something I have been waiting for." Forgot to ask you."

Hearing the sound, he stopped: "Huh?"

Just one syllable from the man made him lose his sense of proportion. He knew that he looked flustered now, but he couldn't care less about it: "I want to go to Shanghai again."

After saying this, Wen Youyou stopped talking, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't hear the signal that he didn't dare to say it.

"Why?" The man looked calm, not surprised.

"For revenge." Wen Youyou said the decision he had made a long time ago.

A look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes when he heard the words, Wen Xian was sure that he was absolutely right.He seized the opportunity to explain: "This car accident was definitely not an accident. I underestimated Lu Yun's insidiousness and cunning. I didn't expect him to really dare to kill me. It's not human to take revenge!"

In the end, I was already biting my teeth.

Hearing the sound, he pondered for a moment, then took back his steps going upstairs: "Isn't it for Lin Wan?"

Wen Youyuan didn't expect that this pervert would not give any face at all, he was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to lie: "There are her reasons too, but that's not the point, it's better to make her change her mind, I can't..."

Me too?Can you let it go?

No, why is he doomed to be a step behind when he is famous?Why can Lu Yun be famous but not him?

Thinking of this, Wen Youyuan immediately changed his tune: "If not, I'll tie her back!"

Wen Fang was immersed in his own deep grievances, so he naturally didn't notice the disappointment that flashed across Wen Sheng's eyes when he heard his words.

The man was noncommittal to his words, and explained before turning around: "You misunderstood, this car accident was really just an accident."

He didn't give any extra explanations, but Wen Youyou believed it.Wen Sheng would not deceive him with such things, he would not lie.

But if it was an accident, wouldn't he be too aggrieved?He remembered the situation at that time very clearly. If it wasn't for the perverted phone call, he might have rushed hundreds of meters with one kick of the gas pedal.

The explosion in the car accident happened less than one kilometer away from him. If that kick really happened, he would probably be waiting to be reincarnated on the Naihe Bridge by now.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Sheng was really his savior.No matter how awkward Wen Huayou was, he had to admit this, but he always felt that he had missed something important.

He hadn't recovered from the entanglement until he got into the elevator.

Ding--

A crisp sound made the closed vision suddenly open, and Wen Youyuan caught the flash of light in his mind——

Why on earth did the pervert call him?What did he say?