[Cute Cub Group Pampering + Metaphysics + Entertainment Industry + Relaxing & Humorous!]
Sui Sui, a three-and-a-half-year-old little ginseng spirit determined to ascend to immortality, ac...
Chapter 58 Where is Dad?
'dad!'
A soft and sweet voice came from behind.
The moment Wen Yu turned around, the sun was scorching above his head, and the bright sunlight coming towards him blurred his eyes.
The blurry light and shadows also made the small figure running towards him not far away seem unreal...
"baby!"
A huge fear gripped Wen Yu's heart.
He squatted down eagerly and opened his arms, trying to catch his daughter.
However, when his daughter's small figure bumped into his arms, it did not bring any sense of reality or warmth.
Instead, it is like an illusion as fragile as glass.
With a loud crash.
The illusion shattered into pieces, leaving only emptiness in my arms.
Wen Yu panicked, sweating profusely and shaking all over, and subconsciously looked at his wife beside him...
But where is the person around?
His world was as empty as a wasteland.
She, whom he thought would always be by his side, had long since disappeared.
...with my daughter.
"Yun Ling!"
Wen Yu, who was suffering from heart-wrenching pain, struggled hard.
Finally... I finally woke up from the nightmare!
"Huh—Huh—"
He gasped violently, his chest heaving. His cold black eyes swept over the surroundings, and he realized that he was lying on the sofa in his study at home, having fallen asleep without knowing when.
His shirt was almost soaked with sweat, and he felt as if he had been pulled out of the water, extremely tired.
However, Wen Yu quickly adjusted his breathing and state.
Because he remembered that there was something very important today——
"Hello?"
Wen Yu answered the intercom phone with a hoarse and low voice.
The person on the other end of the phone was the housekeeper:
"Sir, the guests have arrived."
He took a deep breath and said:
"Place the guests in the living room. I'll be there in ten minutes."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu went upstairs as quickly as possible to change his clothes.
By the time he hurried to the reception room, exactly ten minutes had passed, not a second more or less.
Just as I was about to push the door open, a voice came from the other end of the corridor:
"Father."
Wen Yu turned his head.
Then he saw his eldest son Chu Yan, whom he had not seen for a long time, walking towards him slowly.
The dim light in the corridor cast a mountain shadow on Chu Yan's shoulders, vaguely revealing his rugged and cold bone structure. The coldness around him was seven points similar to that of his father.
Wen Yu's eyes dimmed, but there was no sign of it on his face.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Yu, who was in a hurry to meet someone, did not speak in a friendly tone, and sounded even more impatient.
Chu Yan was unmoved.
It seemed like I had already gotten used to my father's coldness and alienation.
"Is it strange that a son comes to see his father?"
Chu Yan spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
There is a tit-for-tat relationship between father and son.
Wen Yu frowned and wanted to say something.
But Chu Yan spoke before him:
"I heard that my father has an important guest visiting? I wonder which uncle it is and whether I know him."
As he spoke, Chu Yan seemed to be about to walk past Wen Yu and go into the reception room!
Wen Yu's expression changed slightly.
He moved quickly to block Chu Yan's way.
Although he didn't say a word, Wen Yu's father's rejection attitude was already very obvious.
Chu Yan didn't seem surprised by this.
He just glanced at the door of the reception room with a sarcastic look, sneered and laughed, with a cold look in his eyes.
"I wonder if father still remembers that you have a little son, Wen Chi?"
"Something happened to Wen Chi."
It's not a question, but an affirmation.
Wen Yu had already guessed something from his eldest son's attitude.
Chu Yan chuckled.
"It's nothing. After all, Wen Chi is my brother, and I will be responsible for him. But father..."
Chu Yan placed particular emphasis on the word "responsibility".
Then his cold gaze swept across the surroundings, finally stopping at the door of the reception room.
"I hope my father can stay here forever, be rich and prosperous, and live happily ever after."
Finished.
He left a message "Have fun", turned around and walked away.
Wen Yu frowned, feeling that his eldest son's expression and tone were particularly weird.
Have fun... what to play?
Wen Yu couldn't understand this. A deep groove had appeared between his brows, making him look even colder and sharper.
But he didn't dwell on it.
After all, the failure to communicate with my children has not been a one- or two-day thing.
Wen Yu thought he was not good at dealing with people, and he didn't even know how to get along with his own children.
If Yunling were still here, she would probably...
Wen Yu's expression froze and he stopped thinking about it.
He was afraid that endless loneliness would swallow up his soul, and nightmares would continue at night.
He sorted out his emotions and pushed the door open:
"Master Cen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Master Cen, Cen Guangan, who was sitting on the sofa in the reception room, smiled indifferently and raised his hand to stroke his beard.
"No way. It was my disciple who caused the trouble. Thanks to Mr. Wen for helping me deal with it."
Wen Yu was silent.
If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother to care about what they thought.
But Master Cen is different, Wen Yu has something to ask of him.
I heard that this divine figure in hemp clothes is a kind-hearted person who values gratitude and righteousness the most and hates despicable means.
Wen Yu was afraid of annoying Master Cen, so he didn't dare to hide it and said sincerely:
"There's actually a hidden story behind the matter of Master Cen's apprentice..."
Master Cen raised his hand to stop Wen Yu from saying the next words.
He stroked his beard and said calmly:
"I know that kid's affairs better than anyone else. He was the one with bad intentions who fell into someone else's trap. Mr. Wen was just going along with the situation. It can't be said that he was calculating."
"After all, it was me who used your disciple as bait to force Master Cen to come here."
"Hahaha! If I didn't take the initiative to come here, no one could force me!"
Master Cen laughed heartily while observing Wen Yu——
Compared to nine years ago, Mr. Wen gives people an increasingly cold and desolate feeling.
If the previous Wen Yu could laugh and get angry, he would have human emotions;
Now he is a cold black hole that not only swallows up warmth, but also annihilates all joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
...It’s hard to have everything in this world!
"Mr. Wen still wants to ask about that matter, right?"
Wen Yu nodded without hesitation:
"That's all I ask for!"
Master Cen showed no mercy and said bluntly and cruelly:
"Then you should remember that nine years ago I calculated the horoscopes for your wife and daughter. Your wife's fate was completely confusing and impossible to calculate, but your unborn daughter was definitely destined to die young! You refused to accept it at the time and begged me to calculate it again. I calculated it three, four times... and I got the same result every time!"
Nine years ago, Wen Yu encountered a change in his life——
The unborn daughter died in the womb. The wife refused to accept the fact and said there was a way to save her daughter. She then disappeared and was never seen again.
He was going crazy looking for the person, using all his strength, but still found nothing.
Everyone around him said that his wife was in danger, but he didn't believe it.
He never prayed to gods or Buddhas, but through a friend's introduction, he found the fortune teller Cen Guangan.
Unfortunately, Cen Guangan did not give him hope, but instead dealt him a heavy blow!
Sui Sui tilted his head: Where is Dad?
Wen Yu: Dad is there.
(End of this chapter)