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As soon as Lu Yuan entered the office early in the morning, he saw his younger brother handing over a white envelope.

"What's the matter?" He took a sip of his coffee, glanced at it casually, and saw that there were two big black letters of resignation printed on the envelope, he almost couldn't hold back his coffee and spit it out.

Lu Yuan leaned on the corner of the table and coughed hard twice. After his breathing calmed down, he frowned and said coldly, "You didn't do well in class, so what are you going to do?"

Being stared at by his brother's cold eyes was a little nervous, Lu Qi lowered his head in a panic, and said submissively: "I want to open a shop."

"Open a store?" Lu Yuan thought he was messing around, but he didn't expect this answer. He said with a sullen face, "What kind of store are you opening! There are so many stores at home, you don't want to stay here anymore, so go back and help Dad."

"No." Lu Qi twisted his fingers, and became more and more afraid of being yelled at by his brother. After struggling for a long time, he whispered: "I want to drive by myself."

'Snapped! '

Lu Yuan slapped the document on the table vigorously, and said sternly, "Do you understand what is needed to open a store? What about the plan? What about the funds? It doesn't mean that the store can be opened just by saying a few words."

"There are funds." Lu Qi's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, Lu Yuan's indifferent voice sounded.

"I won't give you a penny."

The light in Lu Qi's eyes dimmed instantly, and he felt a little wronged in his words, "What about my salary for the past two years?"

"No more." Lu Yuan lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to sign the document.

Lu Qi was a little angry, but he didn't have the guts to talk back to him, so he muttered softly, "How could you do this."

The sharp-eared Lu Yuan heard the complaint clearly, and said with a sneer, "Don't you want to open a shop? This is the first step to teach you, don't trust others casually."

"But the eldest brother is not someone else." Lu Qi raised his eyelids and glanced at him, rarely saying a beautiful word.

Although Lu Yuan was helpful in his heart, his face was still cold, and he said lightly: "It's useless to say nice things, it's time for work, go out to work."

"...Oh."

Lu Qi shrugged and pulled his shoulders, with some disappointment in his eyes, just when he was about to open the door to go out, Lu Yuan said suddenly.

"Go back and draw up a [-]-word business plan, and then exchange it for this thing."

He raised the white envelope with his knuckles, and seeing Lu Qi's eyes light up again, Lu Yuan secretly hated himself for being soft-hearted, and poured cold water on it mercilessly with a sullen face, "I have to read it before deciding whether to change it or not."

"Okay!" Lu Qi responded with high spirits.

It’s been a long time since Lu Yuan saw him pay attention to one thing. The last time was the senior high school entrance examination. He said he wanted to go to a famous school in another place, but at that time his score was not enough, so he had to spend money to get in. Because of the distance between Lu’s father and Lu’s mother, Taiyuan disagreed, so he simply took the exam by himself, enrolled in several cram schools, and reviewed every day and night. As a result, he caught a cold the night before the exam, and went to the exam room with a high fever the next day. Go to that school with the lowest score.

At that time, everyone in the family thought that he had reached the rebellious period, but later found out that he was actually going to meet someone.

"If your mother is still here, she will definitely be happy to see your success." Wei Qingshan glanced at the photo on the tombstone. The woman on it was almost similar to Wen Cheng. The only difference was the eyes. Some of them are a bit more coquettish, while Wen Cheng's are more ruthless and vicious.

"Happy?" There was some sarcasm in Wen Cheng's voice, "I'm afraid she will be happy when I die."

"Don't be so resentful towards your mother, it wasn't easy for her back then." Wei Qingshan sighed with a vicissitudes of life.

Wen Cheng said coldly: "It's not easy for her, she deserves it, for humiliating herself like this for a beast."

"He's a beast, what are you?" Wei Qingshan laughed a little, "Your mouth is always so open."

"Besides, don't you revolve around a man all day now?"

"..." Wen Cheng didn't speak, he glanced at the time on his watch, turned around indifferently, and said flatly, "Let's go, we're going back."

"Aren't you going to say a few words to your mother?" Wei Qingshan questioned a little bit in his words.

"I didn't say anything when I was alive, so there's nothing to say when I'm dead." Wen Cheng walked away without looking back.

"You are still ignorant." Wei Qingshan shook his head helplessly, finally looked at the person on the tombstone, his eyes were full of tenderness, and said gently: "Qianwen, I'm leaving too, I'll see you next time .”

"I just don't know how many times I can visit you with this old bone."

Looking back, he saw that Wen Cheng's figure had almost disappeared in the cemetery, so he slowly suppressed his smile, and said coldly to the subordinates beside him, "Let's go."

The sky began to rain lightly, and the whole cemetery seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of mist. The dark sky made people feel a little gloomy and bored.

*

Wen Ziping walked out of Wen's house holding a black umbrella, and saw a white sports car parked at the door. He stood silently under the rain curtain, looked at it for a long time, and then slowly walked over.

As soon as he sat in the co-pilot, Wen Ziping couldn't help but sneer: "A rare customer."

"Why do you have time to visit the gate of our Wen family today? Don't you usually disdain to come in?"

Tao Shan took off the sunglasses on his face, ignored his eccentricity, and handed him the invitation in his hand.

"What is this?" Wen Ziping didn't answer, but kicked him coldly.

"Invitation card." Tao Shan said lightly.

Wen Ziping frowned. After a long silence, he suddenly pulled over vigorously.

As soon as Wen Ziping saw the large characters of birthday banquet above, Wen Ziping's expression sank, and there was a hint of anger between his brows.

"Do you know whose invitation this is?!"

Hearing his question, Tao Shan lay down on the seat with his eyes closed, and said with a tired face, "I know."

"The Zhou family, what's the matter?"

Wen Ziping seemed to make a hole in his calm face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Since you know, give it to me!"

"My grandfather wants to cut off contact with uncle and the others, and the Ren family and the Zhou family are related by marriage. If you ask me to attend, won't you push me into the fire pit?"

Tao Shan glanced at him, and said calmly, "I just came to deliver the invitation, and I didn't let you attend."

"Oh." Wen Ziping sneered, didn't continue what he said, turned around, and said sarcastically, "Don't think I don't know whose idea it is."

"Go back and tell that bastard, if you want me to attend in person, then let him beg me himself, don't pull you out as a bird."

"He's your younger brother! Can you stop saying these two words all day long!" Tao Shan's face was a little impatient, and when he saw Wen Ziping's gloomy face about to drip ink, he was a little panicked, and said helplessly: "Besides He didn't let me send it."

"Are you cheap or not? You're still talking for him when you've reached this point?"

Wen Ziping's brows were filled with dark clouds, and he scolded: "What kind of ecstasy soup did he pour on you? You are so willing to be used by him!"

Tao Shan was a little speechless, he just came to send invitations today, he didn't want to quarrel with Wen Ziping, he sighed quietly, "I have to go back to filming, let's go first."

"You haven't answered my question yet." Wen Ziping crossed his arms, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked at him coldly.

"What's the problem?" Tao Shan felt that he was especially recalcitrant tonight, and gradually became irritable in his words.

"... "

Although it was at night, Wen Ziping was still dressed very neatly, and all the bangs that he combed up on weekdays were put down. Compared with the strictness at work, he looked a little more childish like this.

Tao Shan waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Wen Ziping's words. He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, so he reached out and lit the fire, and hurried away: "Brother, I still have a night scene to shoot tonight, so I really don't have time to spend so much time with you." , please get out of the car, okay? I beg you?"

"...Why are you so nice to him?"

Wen Ziping, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said something inexplicable. Tao Shan was a little confused when he heard it, and asked in confusion: "Ah? What?"

"His mother is mistress! You ruined our family and killed my mother. How can you be so kind to such a bastard born of a woman?"

The more Wen Ziping spoke, the louder his voice sounded like he was asking hoarsely.

This was the first time Tao Shan saw Wen Ziping lose control of his emotions, and his calm appearance was torn to pieces, as if showing the most vulnerable part of his heart in front of Tao Shan.

"It's my freedom to be nice to anyone." Tao Shan pressed his swollen temple, "And this is my private matter, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Young Master Wen."

"You fucking don't call me Young Master Wen!" Wen Ziping sat up abruptly, reached out and grabbed Tao Shan's collar, dragging him out of the seat abruptly.

The dim street lights outside were flickering on and off in the rainy night, barely maintaining the light in the car. Tao Shan, who didn't expect him to do this, looked a little dazed, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

"Forget that I misjudged you." Wen Ziping's eyes were bloodshot, and the back of his hand holding Tao Shan's collar was bursting with veins. He tried his best to endure the anger that was about to burst out, and said coldly: "You just don't know what to do." For a dirty bastard, alienate the friends you grew up with!"

"...not only ruined my home, but also took it away from you."

His eyes were empty, this indifferent man revealed the sadness and weakness in his heart for the first time, Wen Ziping even wanted to tell Tao Shan that when he learned that he came to Wen's house to look for him, even though he couldn't see anything on his face, But in fact, he was already going crazy with joy in his heart. He got up from the bed and took off his pajamas, put on a neat shirt and trousers, and even sprayed on a light cologne.

It's a pity that the person in front of him didn't understand why he was so angry tonight.

When Wen Ziping looked at Tao Shan's still indifferent face, the powerlessness in his heart slowly surged up, he slowly loosened Tao Shan's collar, although his eyes were sad, but his tone was still arrogant Arrogantly, "I won't go."

He tore up the invitation card in his hand, and threw it out of the window casually. The scraps of paper scattered like scattered snowflakes, and the ground was soon wet by the rain.

There was a strange look in Tao Shan's eyes. Seeing Wen Ziping holding an umbrella and getting out of the car, his hoarse voice slowly sounded in the car, "Since you called him a wild species, that's why I distanced myself from you."

"...I treat him well because he deserves it."

"What exactly is the reason, you know best in your heart." Wen Ziping sneered disdainfully, and without further words, he got out of the car with an umbrella in his hand, and after walking not far away, his deep and indifferent voice mixed with the rain into Tao Shan in the ears.

"No matter how much you act, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

Tao Shan sat alone in the car for a long time, knowing that the rain came in from the car window and wet his thin shirt.

"Master, it's getting late, don't you still have a rest?" Wen Ziping's butler saw Wen Ziping standing motionless by the window, still wearing some wet clothes.

"Ah."

Wen Ziping responded blankly, and seeing Tao Shan's car drive away, he took the umbrella at the door, opened it again and walked into the heavy rain.

The rain-soaked invitations hadn't been cleaned up yet. After standing alone for a long time in silence, he bent down and picked up the scraps of paper on the ground bit by bit.

Late at night, the street lamps stretched his shadow very long, and he just picked up in the rain for a long time...