The people in the room were still chattering. Wen Zhi's legs felt as if they were filled with lead and his whole body felt as if he had been drenched in a basin of cold water.
Back then, Si Mingchen stood in the snow and waited for him all night.
How miserable must Si Mingchen have felt that night?
Do you want to say something to him?
But he had never heard of this incident.
Wen Zhi suppressed the soreness in his eyes and continued to stand outside the door, not having the strength to step inside.
He couldn't believe that Wen Qishan had done so many evil things behind his back. Si Mingchen was just a child back then, how could Wen Qishan have the heart to do that to him.
Blame him for being naive. He always thought that Wen Qishan didn't know that he had a crush on Si Mingchen, but he didn't expect that this incident would become the root cause of Wen Qishan's attack on Si Mingchen.
Qing Wan saw that he looked very bad, and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhi lowered his head and held the door handle tightly: "It's okay."
...
...
Qing Wan looked at the assistant and sighed: "Shall we go in now?"
Wen Zhi turned back and said in a deep voice: "Wait for me first, I'll go in first."
Qingwan: “Okay.”
"If you don't want to live with me, then divorce me! Is it any use for you to bring that up now? If it's useless, then shut up!"
Wen Qishan said this as he threw the teacup out the door.
Wen Zhi pushed open the door, and the flying teacup happened to hit Wen Zhi's shoulder. He groaned, covered his shoulder, raised his cold eyes and looked at Wen Qishan.
Wen Qishan frowned, regretting for a moment, but then he taunted, "Isn't this the famous star Wen? What are you doing here? Didn't you say last time that you would not care about us?"
Wen Zhi glanced at the two of them coldly: "If it were any other time, I might have said in a nice way - Dad, I won't ignore you, what kind of trouble did you run into today? Let's solve it."
Wen Zhi's cold and ambiguous attitude made Wen Qishan and Wen Zhi's stepmother feel a little suspicious.
The stepmother has calmed down now, and somewhat regrets the quarrel with Wen Qishan just now. After all, Wen Zhi is still Wen Qishan's biological son, and as long as Wen Zhi is around, she will not leave Wen Qishan alone.
But now she was a little scared. She was worried that Wen Zhi had heard the conversation between her and Wen Qishan just now.
Wen Qishan frowned tightly, "What do you mean?"
Wen Zhi didn't beat around the bush. He walked up to Wen Qishan and his stepmother, staring at them. "When did Si Mingchen come to see me?"
Wen Qishan was stunned, with some anger and guilt at being exposed: "What are you talking about?"
Wen Zhi's patience has been exhausted: "I ask you, when Simingchen stood in the snow for a whole night, what date was it? What time was it? Why did you hide it from me? Why did you lie to him and say that I didn't want to see him!"
Every word of this passage was roared out by Wen Zhi.
His eyes were red, but no tears were shed.
The sore eyes were filled with disappointment, anger and heartache.
Wen Qishan said nothing.
He has always attached great importance to dignity. Wen Zhi's repeated questioning just now made him feel that his authority as a father was challenged.
Wen Zhi's expression was a little funny: "I always thought that although you were confused, you at least loved me, and at least you were not that vicious. But I really can't accept that after I married Si Mingchen four years ago, you still helped Sang Qi to deceive him and hurt his heart. What did Si Mingchen do wrong to make you target him like this! You just can't stand seeing Si Mingchen and I being happy, right!"
The stepmother lowered her head and held her clothes tightly.
She saw Wen Zhi's complete disappointment.
Before, they only lost Si Mingchen's support, but at least Wen Zhi was nice to them.
But after what happened to Wen Zhi today, their attitude towards them will become unknown.
For the sake of a stable life in the second half of her life, Wen Zhi's stepmother slowly said, "Xiao Wen, the day Simingchen came to see you was the day before he went abroad."
Wen Zhi focused his attention on his stepmother.
The stepmother's voice was very weak, and she looked at him flatteringly: "Your father was also confused back then. He thought Simingchen had no future, and he didn't want you to be with him. He was afraid that you would be wronged by following him, so he did that. Can you just pity his feelings as a father and forgive him once?"
"Is he afraid that I will be wronged, or that he will be wronged?" Wen Zhi pierced through this hypocritical rhetoric, "You are just focusing on profit. To put it bluntly, what is the difference between you and selling children? You are just using me to gain profit."
"Enough!" Wen Qishan stood up and pointed at Wen Zhi: "What was so good about Si Mingchen back then? Don't think I don't know that you climbed over the wall on New Year's Eve that year to accompany him. The Sang family is a famous family after all, and Sang Qi likes you so much. Finding a family with a good match for you will benefit both of us. What did I do wrong? Let me tell you directly, I deliberately let the servants reply to him for four hours, just to make him suffer!"
"Until now, you still
Do you think you did nothing wrong? Si Mingchen was not yet an adult at that time. How could you have the heart to be so mean to him? It was zero degrees and he waited for me in the yard all night. How did you sleep? Don't you think you're cruel? ”
When talking about this matter, Wen Zhi could no longer remain calm. His heart was tightened and hurt so much.
"You treated Si Mingchen in that way, but after he took over Si Sheng, he didn't do anything to you, or secretly put obstacles in your way. He even took good care of our family after marrying me." Wen Zhi's eyes flushed and his voice choked with sobs: "You and his second uncle are exactly the same kind of people. Why should he be bullied by you like this?"
Wen Zhi's hoarse crying voice was heard outside the door, and Qingwan and the bodyguards sighed softly.
The assistant sniffed, "So Brother Wen and President Si knew each other so long ago. His parents knew each other too. Why did they separate them in the first place? And it was too cruel. They left President Si standing in the snow at night. Was it necessary?"
Qingwan is older and his focus is different from that of the young assistant.
She murmured, "If Mr. Si had given up waiting for Wen Zhi that day, he might not have been frozen, but he didn't. I didn't expect Mr. Si to be so infatuated."
The bodyguard then asked: "Do we still need to go in?"
Qing Wan shook her head: "Let's wait for him to come out. He must be in a bad mood right now."
Inside the house, Wen Zhi no longer wanted to argue with Wen Qishan. He now felt that his father was hopeless. Given Wen Qishan's values, it was unlikely that they would reach a consensus.
"Since you feel that you did nothing wrong in the first place, you shouldn't continue to cling to Si Sheng and suck his blood, and you shouldn't accept Si Sheng's benefits from the beginning to the end."
"I've already given this house to you. I won't take it back. But I don't want to have anything to do with you in the future. From now on, don't call me again. If you encounter an emergency--"
Wen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said firmly: "Go call Sang Qi, whom you like, and see if he will come to save you."
Having said that, he turned around.
When his stepmother saw him leaving, she tried her best to say nice things to him from behind: "Wen Zhi, are you really going to ignore your father? He has been doing this for your own good from the beginning to the end! Even though his actions were wrong, blood ties are a bond that can never be abandoned."
She pulled Wen Zhi's sleeve and kept saying nice things to him. But Wen Qishan's attitude did not soften at all. He kept a stern face and said nothing.
Wen Zhi took one last look at the two of them and said, "I don't want to have this kind of family relationship where someone claims to be good to me, but at the same time they wantonly hurt the person I love."
"Take care of yourself." He left without hesitation.
"Little child!"
"Little child!"
Wen Zhi stood at the door and said to everyone, "Let's go."
Wen Zhi spent this night alone at home.
The housekeeper discovered that he had been in a bad mood ever since Qingwan sent him back, and he couldn't even muster the energy to eat dinner.
At first, the housekeeper thought that Wen Zhi was simply missing Si Mingchen, and even joked that the two had a good relationship and were very close to each other.
But late at night, Wen Zhi was still sitting in the living room in a daze, which surprised the housekeeper.
He walked to Wen Zhi and asked in a low voice: "Master Wen, do you miss Mr. Si?"
Wen Zhi leaned against Little Pumpkin and nodded slightly.
A trace of relief flashed across the housekeeper's face. Fortunately, it was not because of other things, otherwise Si Mingchen was not in the country and it would be a bit difficult to deal with.
"If you miss Mr. Si, you can call him when it's daybreak in Europe."
Wen Zhiqiang forced a smile: "Thank you, I'm fine, you can go back and rest."
The housekeeper had never seen Wen Zhi like this before.
"Master Wen, are you worried about something?"
Wen Zhi did not answer, but asked: "How many years have you taken care of Si Mingchen?"
The housekeeper smiled kindly: "As for me, I have been working for the Si family since he was three or four years old."
Wen Zhi leaned his chin on Xiao Donggua's head and asked with his head tilted: "What kind of person do you think Si Mingchen is?"
The housekeeper sat opposite the sofa, smiling the whole time: "In fact, outsiders think that Mr. Si is aloof and difficult to approach, but in fact he is very kind, and his mind is very delicate, which is rare for boys."
Wen Zhi nodded, holding his chin and listening carefully.
"If he likes something, he will protect it very carefully. When he was a child, he rescued a laboratory hamster and brought it home to raise for three years. Every day after finishing his homework, he would quietly feed the hamster, not finding it troublesome at all, and would not let others touch it."
Wen Zhi seemed to be thinking: "Then do you think he would be the kind of person who repays evil with kindness?"
The butler shook his head: "He is not. Although he is kind, he is very principled. Not seeking revenge on those who have hurt him is already the greatest tolerance he can show. How can he repay evil with kindness?"
Wen Zhi lowered his eyes: "Really?"
The butler looked at him and said, "Of course, what I said is for other people. Mr. Si may have different standards for the people he likes."
Wen Zhi's fingers are slightly
Wei clutched her pajamas: "Yeah, that's it."
After a pause, he said, "My dad used to treat him very badly, but he never told me about it."
Wen Zhi's eyelashes were slightly wet, and her voice gradually choked up: "Even before we got married, my father deliberately said some unpleasant things to provoke him, but he never got angry with me. After we got married, he took good care of our family."
The housekeeper said in a gentle voice: "Maybe it's because Mr. Si is worried that you will be sad after knowing it, so he didn't mention these past events again?"
He handed the tissue to Wen Zhi: "I can see that you and Mr. Si have a good relationship now. Even if Mr. Si mentioned those bad things to you, what else can he get except making you feel guilty about him? He has already found love, there is no need to add to your troubles, because these things make you sad and guilty."
Wen Zhi sniffed: "But I want to ask him, what did he want to tell me when he came to my house that day? Was he going to confess to me?"
The housekeeper thought for a moment, "Then find a suitable time so you can have a good conversation. But Mr. Si is far away abroad now. If he knew you were sad, he would be distracted and sad."
Wen Zhi hugged the little winter melon and rubbed it: "I know."
The housekeeper patted his head and said, "Go to bed. Don't you have to go to the crew tomorrow?"
Wen Zhi: “Yeah.”
Wen Zhi slept very uneasily that night. In his dream, the scene of today's day was reproduced. Wen Qishan is still as unreasonable as ever, and he doesn't repent.
He woke up from his dream in the middle of the night.
Thinking back to what I said during the day about severing ties with Wen Qishan, I felt a splitting headache.
His slender ankles slipped into slippers, he put on his coat, and went to the study to hold his mother's framed photo in his arms.
He cherishes the only relative in the world, but Wen Qishan did something that he could not forgive.
He quietly said sorry to Lin Zhichu.
Because he didn't want to forgive Wen Qishan.
It was already four o'clock in the morning and Wen Zhi couldn't sleep at all. He curled up in a chair in the study, opened an old photo album from more than ten years ago, and looked at his mother one by one.
Lin Zhichu was very gentle and doted on him very much. When he was a child, he was very naughty and often got into trouble. Lin Zhichu always covered for him, protected him in everything, and prevented Wen Qishan from beating him.
But once he made a principled mistake and bullied a neighbor's child, and was severely beaten by Lin Zhichu.
After that incident, he became timid and naughty and never dared to do bad things again.
If Lin Zhichu were still alive, she would definitely not interfere with his feelings, and would even strongly support him in liking Si Mingchen.
That snowy night, Si Mingchen would not wait for him all night.
His mother is very kind.
Wen Zhi wiped away her tears and prepared to pack her luggage and return to the crew.
He had almost used up the things Si Mingchen prepared for him, and he needed to fill in some of them himself.
Two hours later, Qing Wan came to pick him up. Staring at his eyes that were swollen like walnut kernels, she asked, "Are you still sad about your father's matter?"
Wen Zhi responded and started chewing the egg-filled pancake.
Qingwan comforted him: "Don't be sad. It's really unlucky to have such a father."
Wen Zhi didn't say anything, just puffed up his cheeks and nodded.
The pace of life on the set was very fast, and after Wen Zhi focused on the filming, he felt much more relaxed.
He blocked all contact information between Wen Qishan and his stepmother and felt that the world was completely quiet.
Every night before going to bed, he would guess what Si Mingchen wanted to say to him.
Si Mingchen has been very busy recently, and apart from the good morning messages he sends every day, there are very few other messages.
Sometimes Si Mingchen would share lunch with him, but after just a few words, he would turn around and get back to work.
Wen Zhi looked carefully at Si Mingchen's lunch. Although the ingredients were not bad, they were very simple. It was a standard work lunch that he would eat while working overtime.
He felt very sad, so the incident of that snowy night was delayed and never mentioned.
That night, Wen Zhi finished filming early and rolled over and over in bed, wondering whether or not to make a video call to Si Mingchen.
The two haven't seen each other for ten days.
But he was afraid that he would burst into tears uncontrollably after seeing Si Mingchen's face.
And asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time.
At this time in Europe, Si Mingchen was dealing with piles of work documents.
It has been two weeks since he came to Europe. The trade zone cooperation project discussed with Sang Yu has basically come to an end. But when he carefully checked the branch's financial statements for the first half of the year, he found many thorny problems.
These loopholes are obviously low-level. Excluding the branch president's mismanagement and carelessness, the only possibility is that someone deliberately tampered with it.
"Mingchen, how are you going to deal with this?"
Sang Yu was supposed to return home today, but when he learned that Si Sheng was in trouble, he decided to stay and think of a solution with Si Mingchen.
Si Mingchen was holding a cigarette, and the ashtray beside him was filled with cigarette butts.
The twenty or so letters of complaint on the table almost all occurred recently and were obviously intentional.
Si Mingchen has already sent people to block the news and urgently transferred the team and audit department of the domestic head office to provide support.
“It is still unknown who ordered this.”
Si Mingchen handed the unclear financial statements to Sang Yu and asked, "Who invited you to join the cooperation project in the trade zone?"
Sang Yu: "WER Company. Are you suspecting that someone deliberately lured you here this time?"
Si Mingchen nodded: "Well, I'll go check this company first."
Sang Yu frowned: "Is the financial problem serious? If, I mean if something unexpected happens, do you have a solution?"
Si Mingchen rubbed the lock screen of his phone with his fingertips.
Above are some photos of Wen Zhi’s daily life.
"I have sent people to urgently submit the accounts and taxes that should be paid. The biggest problem now is that our financial apps and electronic technology products have violated European laws and are suspected of stealing user information and national security laws."
"Damn it." Sang Yu put out his cigarette. "Where are the people in charge of product development and production? How come they passed the review when they designed it, so now they are suddenly breaking the law? Who has the power to tamper with the production line? Let him come over here and explain!"
Si Mingchen: "The core team submitted their resignation applications last week, and about 58 people left."
Sang Yu: "These people are really scheming to kill you. Mingchen, why don't we go back to China first? I'm afraid if we delay for a few more days, you will be restricted from leaving the country."
Si Mingchen had his own considerations: "But if we leave like this, not only will the problem not be solved at all, but problems here will soon affect the country. Besides, I have been building the European market for seven years and I don't want to give up."
Sang Yu said anxiously, "Have you prepared for the worst? Don't let yourself be framed and sent to the police station again, so that those bastards hiding in the gutter can get away with it."
Si Mingchen: "I've made plans. Although it's dangerous, it's worth it if we can find out who's behind it."
Sang Yu looked worried and poured a glass of wine for Si Mingchen: "What about Wen Zhi? Did you tell him?"
When talking about Wen Zhi, Si Mingchen's expression relaxed and he spoke in a gentle tone, "How dare I tell him? With his little head, he would not be able to eat if he told him about this."
Sang Yu sighed: "Well, you're the only one left. What if something happens to Wen Zhi?"
Si Mingchen stared at the lock screen of his phone: "Nothing will happen. I can't make any mistakes for him."
After a moment, he joked, "If something happens to me, Wen Zhi will probably use the inheritance to marry seven husbands, changing one every day."
Sang Yu was surprised: "Huh?"
Simingchen: "I'm just kidding."
Sang Yu complained: "It seems that you are in a good mood and have the energy to make jokes."
Simingchen smiled and said, "Enjoy yourself."
As soon as the two finished talking, Si Mingchen's cell phone rang.
Sang Yu looked up and said, "Wen Zhi's video call, do you want to answer it?"
Simingchen: "Am I haggard?"
Sang Yu looked at him for a moment and said, "I feel a few years older."
Si Mingchen picked up the phone and said, "Get lost."
Sang Yu almost rolled his eyes.
You won't let people speak?
Three seconds later, the call was connected, but Si Mingchen converted the video call into a voice call.
"Zhizhi, sorry, I'm busy."
Wen Zhi's soft voice came over: "What are you busy with? Do you miss me?"
Si Mingchen raised his lips: "I miss you."
Hearing these two simple words, Wen Zhi's nose was instantly filled with a trace of sadness: "I miss you, too. I have already finished filming half of my scenes. In order to prepare for our wedding as soon as possible, I have been working for eight consecutive days without a break."
Simingchen said in a gentle voice: "Good boy, but you also have to take care of yourself."
Wen Zhi muttered, "You too. Your work meals seem simple. Do you work overtime every day?"
"Not bad." Si Mingchen said.
Wen Zhi held the phone, wanting to chat about something lighthearted: "Si Mingchen, where do you think we should get married? In China or abroad?"
Si Mingchen: "What do you say? I'll listen to you."
Wen Zhi yearned for happiness: "Abroad, the scenery at the seaside in July and August is just right, and the sea breeze is very comfortable."
Si Mingchen: "Okay, let's go to the beach."
Wen Zhi rested his head on the little pumpkin and curled his eyes: "Guess which pumpkin I'm resting my head on?"
Si Mingchen: "Is there a reward for guessing correctly?"
Wen Zhi said generously: "Yes!"
Siming thought for a moment: "Little watermelon."
Wen Zhi smiled and replaced the small pumpkin under his head with a small watermelon: "Correct
How did you know? ”
Si Mingchen: "We are in tune with each other."
Wen Zhi held the phone, smiled like a crazy fan, and kissed the phone screen twice in the air: "Did you receive my kiss?"
Si Mingchen couldn't help laughing: "I received your reward, little fool, can you go to bed quickly? It should be early morning where you are."
Wen Zhi was satisfied: "OK."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhi fell asleep quickly. It was the only time he had a good sleep in these days.
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As time passed, Wen Zhi was no longer so obsessed with the incident on the snowy night. He would just think about it occasionally and stare blankly at it, acting out in his mind a clichéd youth idol drama scene in which the teenagers were forced to separate and kissed on the snowy night.
These two days, Qingwan saw that he was filming very enthusiastically. Not only did he not want to rest, but he even worked 24 hours a day. Even a body of iron could not bear it.
After asking Wen Zhi, she found out that Si Mingchen would be back in half a month. Wen Zhi wanted to finish filming early and go on a honeymoon with Si Mingchen.
After advising Wen Zhi to take care of her health, Qingwan didn't mention it again.
But everything has its limits.
Wen Zhi fainted on the set after working overtime for 19 hours in a row.
Although Wen Zhi had a slender figure, she was not weak. Seeing Wen Zhi lying on the ground like a piece of paper, the entire crew was scared out of their wits.
Before Wen Zhi was carried onto the stretcher, he did not forget to grab the director's clothes and asked him not to tell Si Mingchen about this.
The director sighed and drove him to the hospital.
After a full body examination, Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief at the doctor's words. Wen Zhi didn't have any serious problems, he just needed to rest as he had been exhausted during this period.
After Qingwan read the doctor's orders to Wen Zhi, she forced him to go home to rest for two days.
Wen Zhi, who was alone at home, took a long nap, from evening to the next afternoon.
At the same time, he also had a long dream.
In the dream, without Sang Qi's obstruction and Wen Qishan's destruction, he successfully confessed to Si Mingchen, and the two were officially together.
Not long after they were together, although Si Mingchen could not escape the fate of being sent abroad by his second uncle, Wen Zhi still had a good relationship with Si Mingchen. She even got a place as an exchange student at Tsinghua University and came to the school where Si Mingchen was, ending their long-distance relationship.
Both of them have full schedules, but they feel fulfilled every day when they return home. When Wen Zhi cooks, Si Mingchen will help him wash his smelly socks. If Wen Zhi fails to finish his homework, Si Mingchen will give Wen Zhi a good beating and then help him with his homework.
Later, Si Mingchen returned to the country, fought a battle with his second uncle, successfully took over Si Sheng, and proposed to Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi drank coffee and recalled the beautiful dream he had just had.
It feels so good, isn’t it?
The weather outside was very bad. A rainstorm was hitting Jiangjing City, and the sky over the entire city was dark.
The coffee machine Wen Zhi uses is from Siming Chen's study. It has good performance and brews rich and mellow coffee.
When he wanted to have another cup, he found that the coffee beans were gone.
He came to Si Mingchen's desk, bent over and carefully looked for coffee beans, but saw a familiar book on the second layer of the drawer.
There were lightning and thunder outside, and heavy rain was washing the windows.
Wen Zhi put down the coffee cup, held the love letter in his hand and read it carefully.
Why is this book here with Simingchen?
He remembered that he had asked Si Mingchen to handle it.
Suddenly, he thought of Si Mingchen's safe.
The book seemed to have been placed in the safe before, but when he opened it later, he didn't see it.
He initially thought he was seeing things.
Wen Zhi flipped two pages and happened to stop at the interlayer page.
Touching the yellowed paper, his fingertips suddenly touched something hard.
Wen Zhi opened the interlayer and took out the cardboard inside. He was stunned by a line of beautiful regular script on it.
Given to Wen Zhi, May 2012, by Siming Chenliu.
Wen Zhi looked carefully at the cardboard in his hand, as if he suddenly realized something.
A guess that he might not be able to accept suddenly popped up in his mind.
As he opened the envelope, his hands shook uncontrollably.
"Everyone says that hiding a confession in a love letter doubles the chance of success, so I've used up all my luck for seventeen years and want to give it a try. Wen Zhi, I like you so much, more than you can imagine. I once thought that confessing my love to you now might not be a good thing, because I can't be responsible for our future. But not long ago, I saw a turning point in the future, and I want to try hard for you. I wonder if you can give me a chance to promise you a future?"
After reading it, Wen Zhi was already in tears.
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