Chapter 8: Everyone's Nervous (VIII) Click 1 to hear my revenge plan. ...

When they entered the house, Zhang Deng and the other man were already seated.

The Zhang family's house is not very big, with an interior area of ​​about 150 square meters. Compared with the decoration of the community outside, it is relatively simple and plain.

There is a large reception table in the living room, which is usually used for family meals. At this moment, a lot of food and drinks have been placed on it. Zhang Deng sat on the third chair at the dining table, which was his usual seat. Wei Yuanye sat next to him with his hands in his pockets. When he saw them come in, he just raised his eyes and glanced at them.

Zhang Deng's mother's surname is Ye, and her name is Ye Hong. She looks like an ordinary middle-aged woman. The traces of time are obvious on her face, but from her eyebrows and eyes, one can vaguely see that she had a good appearance when she was young. When she saw Liu Yan and He Xiaoqiu coming at this moment, she hurriedly stood up to greet them. Her state was obviously different from when she greeted Zhang Deng just now.

Zhang Deng's father, Zhang Deke, who was sitting in the first chair, also stood up and said with a smile, "I'm here. Is the road congested?"

Wei Yuanye thought to himself, "Zhang Deng doesn't look much like his parents."

Perhaps Zhang Deng is a person whose temperament is more important than his appearance, and his unique appearance is difficult to be inherited by anyone.

Liu Yan put down his clothes and said, "We came out early, so the traffic wasn't too bad."

"You brought something?" Ye Hong asked with a smile, "Why are you so reserved?"

Zhang Deng then noticed that He Xiaoqiu took out an exquisite bag from his bag. It seemed to contain gold jewelry. He said, "I don't know what to buy. When I was shopping, I saw a pair of rings that would be perfect for my uncle and aunt. Don't be disgusted."

Ye Hong covered her mouth and said, "What are you spending this money for, kid?"

As he said that, he took it.

He Xiaoqiu smiled and said, "Just don't be disgusted."

In comparison, Zhang Deng has nothing in his hands, the contrast is self-evident.

Ye Hong said, "Come sit down, is it cold outside?"

"It's okay," He Xiaoqiu said, "We drove here and just ran into Zhang Deng and the others in the underground garage."

Zhang Deke glanced at Zhang Deng and said, "Since we've met, why don't you come over together?"

"We walked too slowly," He Xiaoqiu and Liu Yan also sat down, sitting opposite them, and said, "They came up first."

Zhang Deke said, "You're grown up, but you're still quarreling like children."

Zhang Deke defined the nature of their incident with just one sentence.

Zhang Deng guessed the purpose of today's meal, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Since he was very young, the atmosphere in his family was very strange. His father worked in a pharmacy. Although the job sounded good, he was just an ordinary clerk and the salary was not high. However, his family conditions had always been good because Ye Hong worked as a nanny in a rich family.

The last family Ye Hong stayed with was He Xiaoqiu's. He Xiaoqiu's mother loved Ye Hong very much and had been using her for over twenty years. Because of her love for Ye Hong, she even lent her own empty house to Zhang Deng, who lived in the borrowed house for eighteen years, until he was admitted to university. Ye Hong spent far more time with He Xiaoqiu than with her own son.

When they were in school, Zhang Deng and He Xiaoqiu were studying in the same school because their families lived close to each other. They had this relationship and naturally knew each other. Occasionally, He Xiaoqiu would invite Zhang Deng to his house to play. The funny thing was that Zhang Deng could only see his mother when he went to He Xiaoqiu's house.

However, every time Ye Hong saw him, she would scold him again after returning home and tell him not to always disturb other people's homes.

Zhang Deng was very sensitive since he was a child. He had guessed long ago that Ye Hong felt very embarrassed.

She was ashamed that her child went to play at the host's house.

But He Xiaoqiu kept inviting him repeatedly because Zhang Deng was a good student and He Xiaoqiu always wanted him to help him with his homework. He spent more time shopping, dressing up, traveling, sending endless text messages, and updating his circle of friends.

Zhang Deng only has him as his friend. Since he was very young, Zhang Deng has been torn between the embarrassing requests of Ye Hong and He Xiaoqiu. No matter which one of them, it is difficult for him to refuse.

Ye Hong placed the gift in the center of the coffee table and sat down on the middle chair with a smile on her face. She said, "Come on, eat! You must be hungry."

Zhang Deke said, "If you don't come, how will we eat?"

Ye Hong smiled and said, "You're welcome. I made your favorite food."

It is hard to say whether the word "men" includes Zhang Deng. After all, when he glanced around, the things here should be the ones that He Xiaoqiu likes to eat at home.

He Xiaoqiu was indeed surprised: "I haven't been home for a long time, and I haven't eaten for a long time."

Ye Hong scolded, "Your mother told me yesterday that you haven't been back to visit for over a month."

He Xiaoqiu gave an awkward smile and said, "There's been a lot going on lately."

Ye Hong's face also slowly fell, and she glanced at Zhang Deng lightly.

Zhang Deng buried his head in the food and acted like an ostrich again. However, Wei Yuanye poked his spine with his finger from behind. He unconsciously straightened his chest to avoid it and then sat up straight.

Liu Yan hadn't spoken a word since he sat down. He barely moved his chopsticks, leaning back in his chair, looking somewhat absent-minded. He was the only one who noticed the interaction between Zhang Deng and Wei Yuanye. His eyes were deep, but only for a fleeting moment.

Zhang Deke asked Zhang Deng, "How have you been lately?"

"Very good." Zhang Deng said.

"You should be doing well," Zhang Deke frowned slightly. "You haven't called home in half a year. If I hadn't asked you, you wouldn't have even sent me a message."

At the dinner table, everyone just listened quietly to Zhang Deng being scolded.

Zhang Deng said nothing and ate his meal in small bites.

He has learned from many times of scolding and beating that quibbling is of no use except to anger his parents.

Zhang Deke was not satisfied with the silence. He asked, "You didn't even mention any fruit when you got home?"

Ye Hong advised at the right time: "That's enough."

This is not an "okay" to excuse Zhang Deng, but an "okay" to say "let's not talk about this on this occasion."

Liu Yan felt someone was looking at him. He turned his head slightly and saw Wei Yuanye looking at him in a very presumptuous manner.

Liu Yan raised an eyebrow and met Wei Yuanye's gaze. Having held a high position for many years, Liu Yan could do so when he didn't want to lose ground.

The first time Liu Yan spoke at the dinner table, he looked at Wei Yuanye and asked, "Is this the first time I've seen Zhang Deng bring a friend back?"

"Am I a friend?" Wei Yuanye smiled, looking at Zhang Deng with a hint of amusement. Then, as if afraid that he would feel embarrassed, he added, "Forget it, I'm just a friend."

Everyone fell silent at once, their eyes all turning towards Zhang Deng.

Everyone could see that Wei Yuanye's hand was on Zhang Deng's waist. They couldn't see that Wei Yuanye's fingers were pointing at Zhang Deng's spine to prevent him from bending down, so they just thought that Wei Yuanye was hugging him with one hand.

He Xiaoqiu's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled again and looked at Zhang Deng's parents.

Sure enough, Zhang Deke asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Deng didn't know what to say, and he subconsciously looked at Wei Yuanye for help.

Wei Yuanye asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Deng had read countless novels and movies, studying the dialogue and understanding the characters' psychology. He knew that rhetorical questions were a sophisticated verbal technique for those in a position of power. Zhang Deng wondered if Wei Yuanye had studied psychology; his words always left people feeling baffled.

When facing Liu Yan, Wei Yuanye would not even take the initiative to speak, forcing Liu Yan to speak first to break the silence. Wei Yuanye used ambiguous and rhetorical questions to fight back.

He didn't need to express disdain or pretend to be flattering. Just sitting there made everyone except Zhang Deng very unhappy.

Zhang Deke realized that this person was an outsider and that he couldn't be scolded as easily as Zhang Deng. He also looked very good, so he didn't seem to be an ordinary person either. He slowed down his tone and asked, "Your name is Xiao Wei, right? What do you do for a living?"

"Call me Yuanye." Wei Yuanye only answered one question.

Zhang Deke was obviously very uncomfortable, but he had only been a clerk in his life and had no experience in this kind of uncomfortable social interaction.

Liu Yan took over and said, "I haven't seen you before. When did you two meet?"

He Xiaoqiu felt very unfamiliar with Liu Yan's questions, and he unconsciously glanced at Liu Yan. Logically speaking, Liu Yan was not the kind of person who was so curious about other people's private affairs, unless -

He didn't want to think about it anymore, so he laughed, pulled Liu Yan's sleeve, and said, "Why are you asking these questions?"

Liu Yan didn't say anything and continued looking at Wei Yuanye.

Wei Yuanye also laughed and said, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"No reason," Liu Yan adjusted his cuffs, as if this was his business place, giving the room a higher level of class. He said, "Isn't this a family dinner? Let's just chat."

Wei Yuanye: "Didn't we meet on the phone a while ago?"

"What call?" He Xiaoqiu asked.

Up to this point, Wei Yuanye hadn't directly answered any of the questions, and Liu Yan's expression had turned very bad. He had probably never been treated so unfairly before.

Ye Hong also asked curiously: "What phone call?"

Wei Yuanye then said, "A few days ago, he called Liangliang and we chatted for a few minutes."

Everyone had only one question in their mind: "Who is Liangliang?"

Then I came to another conclusion, it could only be Zhang Deng.

Zhang Deng felt very embarrassed when he mentioned his name at the dinner table. He lowered his head again and was poked by Wei Yuanye for the third time.

This was the first time that Zhang Deng was called by a nickname by someone. The feeling was so strange that Zhang Deng even felt as if it wasn't him who was being called.

He Xiaoqiu glanced at Liu Yan, as if wanting an answer. Ever since he entered this room, he felt a little unfamiliar with Liu Yan's attitude. Liu Yan seemed to take him less seriously.

This feeling made him feel a little panicked and a little angry. He glanced at Liu Yan with a reproachful look. Normally, Liu Yan should have comforted him. Liu Yan did hold his hand at this time and said, "I wanted to talk to Zhang Deng about your affairs a few days ago."

Liu Yan smiled and looked at Wei Yuanye: "Are you still staying at Zhang Deng's house?"

"Yes," Wei Yuanye answered directly this time, "but we usually call it living together."

Everyone: “…”

Wei Yuanye took a sip of the red wine and found it tasted a bit bland, so he put it down. Then, with a sudden realization, he asked Zhang Deng, "Should I not have said that?"

Zhang Deng looked at Wei Yuanye, the shock in his eyes no less than anyone else's.

Ye Hong was so frightened that she dropped her chopsticks. She asked Zhang Deng, "Are you in love again?"

The word "again" is used very subtly. Zhang Deng has never been in love, so who is this "again" referring to?

Does everyone know that he liked Liu Yan, but she was snatched away?

Zhang Deng suddenly clenched the chopsticks in his hand, and placed his other hand on his pants, clenching his fist tightly. Wei Yuanye took his hand and easily spread it out. After interlocking their fingers, he looked at Ye Hong in surprise: "So Liangliang has been in love before?"

"You never told me this." Wei Yuanye looked at Zhang Deng.

Zhang Deng said, "We haven't discussed it."

Ye Hong also realized that she had said the wrong thing and quickly said, "Yes, I was wrong. How could Zhang Deng fall in love?"

"Isn't he very good at it?" Wei Yuanye smiled meaningfully, "Auntie may not know him well enough."

Ye Hong was smarter than Zhang Deke. She realized she couldn't get too involved with someone like Wei Yuanye, so she said to Zhang Deng, "Why didn't you tell your family about your relationship?"

No matter what Zhang Deng said, he just found out about it.

Liu Yan said: "Come to think of it, today is a weekday, aren't you going to work?"

Wei Yuanye looked at him and said, "I don't have to go to work right now."

"How do you say that?"

"My current job is to make Liangliang happy," Wei Yuanye's hand accidentally touched the car keys on the table. He said, "Do you want to learn driving this afternoon?"

This question was very deliberate. Most people would not follow his lead, but Zhang Deke asked it. He looked at Zhang Deng and said, "Did you buy a car?"

Zhang Deng nodded.

Zhang Deke glanced at the logo on the car key and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

Zhang Deng said stiffly, "He gave it to me."

Wei Yuanye said at the right moment: "It's a small gift. He just happens to like that car."

Liu Yan said: "It is indeed a 'small gift'."

"Yeah," Wei Yuanye said without giving in, "After all, Liangliang doesn't want my money."

Liu Yan's polite smile was almost gone, and he said, "You have to be rich to be targeted."

"Not bad," Wei Yuanye said, looking a little surprised. "Does dating cost a lot of money, Mr. Liu?"

He Xiaoqiu was almost embarrassed. Ye Hong looked at his expression and immediately said, "Hurry up and eat. It's almost cold. Stop talking."

Under the table, no one knew that Zhang Deng was about to crush Wei Yuanye's hand.

He glanced at Wei Yuanye warningly, signaling him to stop talking nonsense. Wei Yuanye glanced back and obviously did not take his warning seriously.

The meal was very awkward, and no one enjoyed it except Wei Yuanye.

Because of Wei Yuanye's disruption, Ye Hong didn't even say what she was supposed to say.

Ye Hong had met many prominent figures at He Xiaoqiu's house. Although their clothes didn't reveal anything special, one could tell the difference from their words. Wei Yuanye was one of those people.

Ye Hong didn't dare to offend Wei Yuanye easily.

If Wei Yuanye is really a rich man, then she won’t have to be a nanny anymore, right?

The human heart is so dark and unpredictable. The eagerness to express myself when I first received He Xiaoqiu's call has slowly returned to its original state.

After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa, eating fruit and chatting.

Zhang Deke had nothing to say. He just said he was going to digest his food and went out, leaving Ye Hong to entertain them.

Ye Hong was not familiar with Liu Yan, let alone Wei Yuanye, so she could only chat with Zhang Deng and He Xiaoqiu about family matters, but all they talked about was He Xiaoqiu, and she didn't seem to be very familiar with Zhang Deng's childhood.

Ye Hong teased He Xiaoqiu: "When you were little, you asked me to do your homework for you."

"That summer, you went abroad with your parents, and when you came back, you hadn't done any homework," Ye Hong said with a smile. "The whole family stayed up late to help you with your homework. You were only in fifth grade at the time. If you were older, none of us would have done your homework."

He Xiaoqiu looked a little embarrassed, her face slightly red, and she said, "Auntie, stop talking."

I lit the lights, ate grapes, and listened quietly.

Ye Hong remembered what dishes He Xiaoqiu had eaten on his birthday, and which drawer He Xiaoqiu locked his diary in. She remembered even the smallest details. Everyone sitting there felt something was amiss, except Ye Hong.

Zhang Deng doesn't feel anything now.

He used to feel very sad, but now due to medication and time, all his feelings have slowly become numb, and he really doesn't feel anything physically.

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