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"Bah bah bah!"

After taking a mouthful of car exhaust and dust, Ren Feiyuan got up from the ground angrily, "Damn it! You stinking bitch! If I don't clean up today, I'm not a member of the Ren family."

Seeing the guard next to him staring at him for fun, Ren Feiyuan scolded angrily, "What are you looking at! You fucking don't want to do it!"

The doorman hurriedly lowered his head when he was yelled at, Ren Feiyuan snorted coldly, and looked at the pink Beetle next to him with disgust, thinking that it would take a long time to climb the mountain road, he finally got into the car cursing.

As soon as he drove the car to Wen's mansion, Ren Feiyuan wanted to settle accounts with the woman, but the person he was looking for stood at the door, holding the sunglasses that he had taken off, lazily leaning against the red sports car and vomited. With smoke rings.

The straight black shirt lined his thin shoulders, and two buttons on the collar were undone, revealing a sharp collarbone line.

Seeing that man's face, the furious Ren Feiyuan felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head. He gradually opened his eyes wide and said in shock, "You...you are..."

Wen Cheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and the leather shoes crushed the sparks fiercely, and said calmly, "Ask someone to open the door."

Hearing this, the dumbfounded Ren Feiyuan finally came to his senses, his face returned to his usual domineering manner, and he sneered disdainfully, "Do you know what this place is?"

"The Wen family is not something that any cat or dog can enter. You are so awesome, you have the ability to enter by yourself!"

Seeing that Wen Cheng was silent, Ren Feiyuan's eyes grew more complacent, and he chattered provocatively: "If you want to go in so much, please ask."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a roaring engine. He turned his head in a daze, looked at Wen Cheng who was sitting in the driver's seat again, and stammered: "You you...you What are you doing?!"

"Go in, since you've said that, what if I don't go in." Wen Cheng turned the steering wheel lightly, with a look that couldn't tell how crazy what he was about to do was.

"You're crazy! This is my car!" Ren Feiyuan stood in front of the car nervously, and said in panic, "This is no joke, aren't you afraid of death?!"

"Can you fucking ring the doorbell?! It's not that you don't have long hands."

Wen Cheng impatiently honked the car horn twice, signaling him to get out of here.

He didn't have Wen's family number stored in his mobile phone. He just drove here and pressed the doorbell a few times but it didn't ring. The car horn also beeped for a long time. The people in the house seemed to be dead. There was no movement for a long time, and he didn't know if he didn't hear , or deliberately finding fault, Wen Cheng was terribly upset when he wasted time to see this family, Ren Feiyuan was still twittering on the sidelines, and his last bit of patience was completely wasted.

Ren Feiyuan pressed the doorbell desperately, and only knew it was broken when it didn't ring. He hurriedly turned around and said in a panic, "Wait! Don't hit it! I'll make a call, I'll make a call!"

It was the first time that Ren Feiyuan, who had acted recklessly since he was a child, was so afraid of a person. He took out the cell phone in his coat and frantically dialed Wen Ziping. As soon as the phone connected, Ren Feiyuan shouted loudly: "Cousin , you hurry up and call someone out, there is a lunatic here who wants to hit the door of your house!"

Wen Ziping should have asked something on the other end of the phone, Ren Feiyuan secretly glanced at Wen Cheng on the other end, and whispered: "That bastard is here, hurry up and call Uncle and the others over."

Not long after he finished making the phone call, the Wen family's nanny came to help them open the door. Only then did Wen Cheng turn off the fire, open the car door, get out of the car, and walk towards the villa.

"You can only be proud of this for a while, and you will look good when you go in later." Ren Feiyuan sneered in his heart with disdain, and then silently followed his footsteps, secretly thinking that he must let his uncle look good to this bastard later. .

As soon as Wen Cheng entered the door, Wen Cheng saw Wen Xiong sitting in the center of the sofa, Wen Zhaoyuan and Wen Ziping sitting beside him, and opposite him were Uncle Wen Ziping's family, chatting with each other and chatting with each other from time to time. Pleasant talking and laughing, the atmosphere looks very happy.

Wen Cheng's cold gaze swept across their faces, and then slowly fell on the woman sitting on Wen Xiong's left.

——This person is Ren Qing.

Although her facial features are not exquisite, they are also pretty. Because she has practiced ballet and piano since she was a child, her figure and temperament look good, and she can be seen at a glance as a lady from a famous family.

But what is surprising is that, just by looking at her facial features, she is somewhat similar to Wen Cheng at the door.

"Why did you arrive so late! We and your sister have been here for a long time!" Ren Qing's mother seemed to have not seen Wen Cheng standing in front of her, she looked at Ren Feiyuan with a reproachful face, and scolded with a smile: "Hurry up!" But come and say hello to your Grandpa Wen."

Although Ren Feiyuan was playful, he was quick-witted. He hurriedly stepped forward and called Grandpa Wen obediently. He also explained that there were club activities in the school that no one was allowed to do, so he explained the reason for being late in one sentence.

Wen Xiong coughed twice, and said with a loving smile: "You young people, I know it all, but you just don't like to stay with old men like us."

Ren Feiyuan, who was exposed by him, was a little embarrassed. Ren Qing on the other end gave him a coquettish look, and said softly, "Grandpa Wen, he doesn't like it, but I do."

"When I was abroad, I just wanted to come back and chat with you."

Wen Xiong was teased by him and laughed loudly, turned his head and looked down at the expressionless Wen Cheng, and said kindly: "Wen Cheng, you also come and sit."

"No need." Wen Cheng was not in the mood to fight against them, and said coldly, "I like to stand."

Because of his refusal, there was a moment of stiffness in the harmonious atmosphere, Wen Zhaoyuan said sternly: "Your grandpa told you to sit and you sit! Today is a happy day, since you are back, don't cause trouble."

"I don't know who it is, so it's Wen Cheng." As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Qing's mother, Yu Xinlan, covered her mouth, exaggeratedly exclaimed, and smiled: "It really grows more and more beautiful, I just look at it." It was carved out of the same mold as your mother."

As soon as Wen Cheng's mother was mentioned, the faces of the people on the sofa changed slightly. Wen Ziping's uncle, Ren Anping, glared at Wen Cheng with hidden hatred. discharge.

Hearing her sarcasm, Wen Cheng pursed his lips and said mercilessly: "If you have bad eyesight, go get a pair of reading glasses as soon as possible. Don't catch my mother talking about things all day long. If you really want to Thinking of her so much, shall I ask her to come up to meet you?"

"You!" Yu Xinlan didn't expect that he would dare to retort in front of Wen Xiong and Wen Zhaoyuan, his rich face flushed instantly, "You are really getting more and more uneducated, no matter what, I am your elder Bar."

That Wen Zhaoyuan was the first to react, stood up from the sofa, pointed at Wen Cheng and reprimanded: "You bastard! Hurry up and apologize to your aunt!"

Wen Cheng picked out his ears without pain, and said with a sneer, "Auntie?"

"You don't feel disgusted when you say it."

"Evil son!"

Although Wen Zhaoyuan loves to do things, he doesn't know how to swear, and Wen Cheng's ears are so calloused that he can't even answer the words with just these few words over and over since he was a child.

However, Wen Zhaoyuan couldn't understand his arrogant look the most, so he picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at Wen Cheng.

He had always played hard against Wen Cheng, and never showed mercy. The Ren family members had never seen this battle, and their eyes were a little frightened. Even Wen Ziping, who was used to seeing it, frowned.

After all, if the ashtray was accidentally hit on the head, it was not an ordinary beating and scolding, but a living life.

Among the people in the room, Wen Cheng had the calmest expression. He tilted his head calmly and calmly. The ashtray passed by his ear in a thrilling way, and landed on the marble floor tiles with a crisp and deafening sound.

Seeing that no one was hurt, the terrified crowd felt relieved, Wen Xiong who breathed a sigh of relief yelled at Wen Zhaoyuan: "You bastard, do you still see me as my father? Heavy hands, do you want to kill him?!"

After Wen Zhaoyuan calmed down, he also felt a little scared in his heart, and opened his mouth hesitantly, "I..."

"That's all." Wen Xiong waved his hands with a tired face, interrupted his words, and said helplessly: "It seems that I am too old now, and I can't lower you."

"Dad, that's not what it meant." Just as Wen Zhaoyuan finished speaking, Wen Ziping's little wife, who was helping in the kitchen, came out.

She wiped off the water from her hands with a smile on her face, and greeted everyone in the living room: "It's time to eat, Ms. Ren has been abroad for so many years, I'm afraid she misses the home-cooked food in China."

Ren Qing froze for a moment, then smiled softly: "Yes, I dream about it every day."

These words broke the deadlock among several people, and Wen Xiong, who had been keeping a straight face, slowly opened his mouth, "Let's go, let's eat first."

"Grandpa Wen, watch out for your waist." The discerning person next to him helped him up from the sofa.

Seeing that Wen Cheng was still standing there motionless, Wen Ziping frowned tightly. After a long silence, he walked up to him and said coldly: "If you come back to quarrel, don't enter Wen's house next time. Now that you have entered, you can have a meal with grandpa peacefully."

"Which onion are you?" Wen Cheng didn't take him seriously, and looked at him contemptuously. Seeing Wen Ziping's expression of aggrieved expression, he curled his lips in a good mood, and sat down in the corner. on the chair.

A few people with different thoughts sat at the dining table and maintained a superficial calm. In the dining room, there was no other sound except for the slight collision of dishes and chopsticks.

Although Wen Cheng sat at the dining table, he didn't move his chopsticks, and absent-mindedly sent Lu Qi harassing text messages underneath.

"What's wrong? No appetite." Wen Xiong, who was sitting above, saw him frequently looking at his phone, and asked with concern.

Yu Xinlan, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, "He did something wrong, so of course he won't be able to eat anymore."

Wen Cheng, who was typing on the screen, paused his fingers and sneered in his heart. Ever since he saw Ren Anping hanging his hands on the sofa, he guessed that there should be something else going on today.

Hearing this, Wen Xiong knew what happened, a trace of anger flashed across his old face, and he gave Wen Ziping a hard look.

Wen Ziping sensed his grandfather's accusatory gaze, and said coldly: "My uncle was beaten for nothing, even if Wen Cheng doesn't want to apologize, he should ask why."

"It was you who beat my dad!" Ren Feiyuan's expression changed after he realized it, and he stood up from his chair filled with righteous indignation, "You are a bastard, why did you beat my dad!"

Ren Anping followed with a hypocritical smile, pretending to be kind and said, "If Ziping hadn't told me, I wouldn't know that you have such a great hatred for me. Don't worry, I won't hate you. It's just that everyone is a family. It’s better to clarify the grievances today.”

Seeing the attitude of their family asking questions, Wen Cheng leaned back in his chair calmly, and said relaxedly, "Yes."

"What do you want to ask?"

Ren Anping and Yu Xinlan didn't expect him to be so talkative, and they were a little surprised.

Recently, the Ren family failed in a business and lost a lot of money. They were sure that Wen Cheng would not cooperate, so they planned to come here to play a trick, and wanted to find themselves, a cheap brother-in-law, to blackmail the money back, by the way Then let the Wen family teach Wen Cheng, this ignorant brat, a good lesson.

"Why did you ask someone to beat my dad?!" Seeing that they were silent, Ren Feiyuan, who was simple-minded, couldn't help asking first.

"Did my father offend you?" After he finished speaking, Ren Qing on the other end also spoke softly.

The expression on Wen Cheng's face was suppressed, and his sullen eyes were fixed on her face, as if he wanted to stare a hole in Ren Qing's face.

Just when Ren Qing was about to be overwhelmed by his gaze, Wen Chengcai slowly withdrew his gaze, and said coldly, "No."

"Then you are fucking sick! You beat people for no reason! Believe it or not, we will call the police now and take you to the police station!" Ren Feiyuan exploded in disregard of the situation, and seemed really angry .

"I said I have no grievances with your father, but it doesn't mean I have no grievances with other people." Wen Cheng rolled his eyelids, looked at Ren Qing and said meaningfully: "You should be lucky, because I am a gangster, and I never beat people regardless of gender. "

"...Your dad helped you endure this beating."

These people didn't understand what he meant by what he said, but seeing that he set his eyes on Ren Qing, they followed him.

"Speak clearly! How did our Ren family offend you!" Yu Xinlan thought he was changing the subject, and her voice became a little shrill.

"That's too much." Wen Cheng sneered: "I can't finish talking about the disgusting things you did in three days and three nights."

"But if you want to hear it so much, I'll just pick one at random."

Wen Cheng casually played with the black lighter with his fingertips, and said deeply: "There used to be a woman who was especially good at seducing men, she caused her classmate to commit suicide and was hospitalized, and almost died in the operating room. No, I just patted my ass and went abroad to study. After wandering outside for so many years, I heard that I returned to China two days ago. If you know where this female cousin is, remember to ask for me."

After finishing the conversation, there was silence at the dinner table, except for Wen Cheng, everyone looked at the silent Ren Qing in shock, unable to accept this fact.

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke. Wen Cheng lowered his eyes and asked, "What? You don't know?"

Hearing the phone vibrate twice, he clicked on it and saw that it was from Lu Qi.

【I am home. 】

A smile flashed across Sen Leng's eyes, and he typed a line and sent it.

[Don't eat instant noodles and takeaway, I'll get someone to deliver food to you later. 】

It took a long time for the opposite party to reply slowly.

【it is good. 】

Wen Cheng put away his phone again, looked up at the disbelieving faces of Yu Xinlan and Ren Feiyuan, and wanted to laugh in his heart.

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