Chapter 76 Everyone is sick
Xuan Zhong held his wedding in a good-quality hotel. There were a constant stream of guests coming and going, including some big shots. This made Xuan Zhong feel elated, as he felt that his reputation was still as great as before. Unfortunately, these people were all there for Xuan Zhe.
"Brother Xuan, I envy you. Your retirement life must be very comfortable. With a son as good as Xuanzhe, you can't help but laugh out loud in the middle of the night. You must be so jealous of us old brothers."
Xuan Zhong accepted all the praise for Xuan Zhe, after all, he was his son. But Tang Wansu was different. Even though it was a festive occasion, she still felt uneasy. Tang Weisheng had already arrived, and Tang Wansu quickly pulled him over, trying to establish a relationship with these celebrities and wealthy businessmen. "This is my son, Weisheng."
Everyone was laughing and joking, obviously lacking interest. It can't be said that Tang Weisheng was not good, but he was not as good as Xuan Zhe.
Tang Weisheng was quite calm about this. It wasn't the first time, and as long as his mother didn't feel embarrassed, he wouldn't feel embarrassed either.
A black Bentley slowly drove over with a familiar license plate number. Tang Wansu straightened her back unconsciously. She usually didn't like to see Xuan Zhe, but today was different. Xuan Zhong held a wedding for her to announce to everyone that she was the mistress of the Xuan family. She thought her future life would be much easier.
Xuanzhe got out of the car first, then walked around to the side and opened the passenger door. He leaned over for a moment, and soon Wen Shuang got out of the car. She was just sleepy and looked like she had just woken up.
"What does it look like?" Tang Wansu said lightly.
Xuan Zhong's face was unhappy. Firstly, he didn't like Wen Shuang's background, and secondly, he didn't like Xuan Zhe doting on this person too much. She wasn't from a wealthy family, but as a result, his son was like a possessed person.
Tang Weisheng leaned aside with his arms folded, thinking that Xuan Zhong, having lived so long, should have some good judgment and not provoke Xuan Zhe at this time.
But it turns out he didn't.
Wen Shuang had been tormented these past few days by President Xuan's sexual advances. He felt like he couldn't wake up every day. On the way here, he was chatting with Xuan Zhe when he dozed off for some reason. When he opened his eyes again, he was already at the hotel. As he approached, he heard Xuan Zhong say in a sarcastic tone, "If you're busy with work, go do it. Why bother coming here on such a nice day just to annoy me?"
Wen Shuang felt guilty. It was indeed he who had been impolite. He was about to apologize when Xuan Zhe interrupted him in a deep voice: "I said I didn't want to come. Who forced me to come? If you feel uncomfortable, just say it, and I'll leave immediately."
Xuan Zhong felt embarrassed. It seemed that Xuanzhe had no affection for him other than the obligation of support in the past two years. He heard that Xuanzhe had been visiting the Ran family frequently recently but had never been to the old house.
"Oh, you two, father and son." Tang Wansu smiled and walked forward to hold Xuan Zhong's arm, saying comforting words, but one hand unconsciously touched the necklace around her neck, a huge emerald, which Xuan Zhong bought specially for her. After all, it was different. Tang Wansu felt a sense of pride.
Tang Weisheng closed his eyes and wondered why his mother would do that.
Xuanzhe noticed Tang Wansu's actions and immediately retaliated against this senseless display. "When your husband married my mother, this kind of emerald was the most unpresentable decoration. As expected, cheap stuff is cheap stuff. Just one or two small things can get rid of it."
The smile on Tang Wansu's face suddenly stopped, and she immediately pulled Xuan Zhong's clothes relentlessly.
Xuan Zhong didn't know what he was thinking. He coughed lightly and said, "Your mother told you that it was unnecessary. Your mother and I were over a long time ago."
Wen Shuang couldn't help but widen her eyes and looked Xuan Zhong up and down. She couldn't understand how this gene could produce Xuan Zhe and Tang Weisheng. Where did he get his confidence from?
"Where do you get your confidence from?" Xuanzhe said with a faintly sarcastic smile, saying what Wen Shuang was thinking, "My mother already had someone she liked five years ago. He's a professor at a prestigious university in Country A, humorous, gentle and elegant. You're the one who should give up on him."
Xuan Zhong was shocked when he heard this. He stared at Xuan Zhe with disbelief in his eyes: "What did you say!"
"I say," Xuanzhe said word by word, "Don't be so self-indulgent."
Wonderful! Tang Weisheng watched the fun silently. Today, the newlyweds had to rush to make trouble for him. He even suspected that the old house had bad feng shui, otherwise where was their brain?
Xuan Zhong was obviously not in good shape afterwards, and his appearance naturally made Tang Wansu jealous and annoyed. The two seemed to have an argument at the door. Tang Wansu was holding her necklace and crying about something, but the guests were all here, and continuing the argument would make everyone laugh at her. Tang Wansu took a deep breath and smiled again.
Xuanzhe went to greet several elders, while Wen Shuang sat at a separate table with Tang Weisheng.
"Your brother actually held back." Wen Shuang suddenly said, "For your sake."
Tang Weisheng seemed to want to laugh. His expression always carried a hint of mockery, but in the end, he just curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter. Don't bother me next time."
Even if Tang Weisheng didn't want to face it, he had to admit that his mother wasn't legitimately from the Xuan family. Just like his surname, it couldn't be spoken publicly. But Tang Wansu had no such awareness and even took it as a pathological way to show off, completely ignoring the stigma that would be cast on her son. Xuan Zhe had reason to vent his criticism, but Tang Weisheng would rather not give him any face.
"Here." Wen Shuang pulled out something wrapped in blue cloth from her pocket, about the size of a palm, and handed it to Tang Weisheng. "The seller said my spending limit has reached the VIP standard, so this is a gift for me."
What the hell? Tang Weisheng took it suspiciously and thought to himself, why are you giving it to me?
When I opened it, I saw a mini version of SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick, arm in arm, smiling with white teeth, and the workmanship was as fine as ever.
Tang Weisheng was stunned for a moment, then wrapped it up again and quickly put it in his pocket.
Wen Shuang stared at him: "Aren't you going to say thank you to me?"
This was too embarrassing. Tang Weisheng would rather be beaten than say these two words. He glared back at Wen Shuang and suddenly asked, "Will you let me help you plant trees next time?"
Wen Shuang waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, sorry for disturbing you."
After Xuanzhe came back, he took Wen Shuang's hand and planned to go to the room upstairs to calm down for a while. Although he didn't take Tang Wansu seriously, it didn't mean that he wouldn't be disgusted by the hypocrisy of a woman on the stage. When he heard that there would be a speech, Xuanzhe felt nauseous at the thought. As soon as they stood up, Tang Weisheng also stood up, obviously with a purpose.
Xuanzhe glanced at Tang Weisheng, and thinking of his current situation, he did not stop him.
As soon as they moved, someone came after them. When Tan Tianhe turned around to chat with him, Tan Li had disappeared.
"We've finished eating the wontons we made." This was the first thing Tan Li said when he caught up with Tang Weisheng at the stairs.
Even Xuanzhe couldn't help but stop and look back. Tan Li's question was too intimate and natural. He paused and said, "Are you living together?"
"Cough cough cough..." Wen Shuang choked on her saliva.
"Everyone is sick." Tang Weisheng said unhappily, then climbed up the stairs at a very fast speed, his red ears flashing by.
Xuanzhe ignored Tang Weisheng and instead changed his posture to look down at Tan Li. Tan Li couldn't stand the gaze and quickly confessed, "How could it be possible? Last time I gave him a SpongeBob SquarePants poster, I found his house empty, so I asked an aunt to make some wontons for him to cook when he was hungry."
"Well done." Wen Shuang gave a thumbs up.
Xuanzhe still had no expression.
There happened to be only one room upstairs that could be opened. Tang Weisheng was sitting on the sofa fiddling with his phone. Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang came in, and Tan Li was at the back.
Anyway, according to this order, the one who serves tea and water must be Tan Li.
There were four cups of scented tea. The one in Tang Weisheng's cup was obviously different. It was missing the honeysuckle. President Xuan snorted after seeing it. "Why, there's no honeysuckle in his bag?"
"No, he's allergic to this thing." Tan Li explained: "It makes his whole body itchy when he touches it."
Xuanzhe was stunned, he didn't know.
Tang Weisheng was not used to having his weaknesses brought out into the open, and immediately frowned impatiently, "You talk too much!"
Tan Li looked submissive and just smiled at him.
Wen Shuang couldn't stand it any longer and accused Tang Weisheng: "You are so fierce. My brother is doing this for you. Be careful not to scare people away."
"Okay, okay, I can't be scared away." Tan Li continued.
Wen Shuang: "You're spineless!"
Xuanzhe: “…”
Tang Weisheng: “…”
The atmosphere was a little weird, and Wen Shuang couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets. He actually found a deck of cards. Wen Shuang shook the thing in his hand and said, "Let's play this."
Xuanzhe glanced at it and said, "I never lose at this game."
This seemed to bring back some bad memories for Tang Weisheng, and he suddenly snorted coldly.
Xuanzhe said calmly: "When we were young, I let you win, but you never won."
Tang Weisheng rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on."
Tang Wansu downstairs was so moved that she cried when she spoke, and Xuan Zhong responded with deep emotion. When they talked about their children, both of their faces froze. The table was empty. The two people who were supposed to participate in the whole process were playing cards upstairs.
Wen Shuang is not very good at playing, but she can't resist the explosion of cards. Xuan Zhe can't figure out how he drew the cards with two kings and a bunch of bombs.
Wen Shuang was always the first to finish, and then she would climb onto Xuan Zhe's shoulder eagerly, watching him play back and forth with the two opponents. What's so fun about this, Wen Shuang thought, all she needs is hands.
After they finished playing a round, Wen Shuang brought another roll of toilet paper from the bathroom. "It's boring to just play. The last one at the bottom will put this on his face. The remaining cards will be used as many times as needed."
Tan Li protected Tang Weisheng and kept saying "no problem". However, when he saw that Tang Weisheng was about to lose, he clenched the cards in his hand. Soon, a lot of cards were stuck from his forehead to his chin, and his face was almost invisible.
Mr. Xuan would never let such a thing get in his face no matter what, so he fought more and more seriously. After six or seven rounds, he and Wen Shuang were wiped out completely, and the two opponents were not spared either. Tang Weisheng was better off, with only two wounds, and his face was so ugly that it was unbearable to look at.
Wen Shuang was about to laugh when the door was pushed open.
Tang Wansu's chest heaved violently. She guessed that Tang Weisheng had come upstairs to hide, but she hadn't expected such a scene. Her son, who had always been aloof and unsociable, had a note stuck to his face. Although he looked unhappy, there was a faint smile in his eyes. This was completely unfamiliar to Tang Wansu, and it made her alert and panic. The reason was simple: Tang Weisheng had actually been playing with Xuanzhe!
She seemed to have no concept of brotherly love and respect for younger brothers. Ever since she stepped into the Xuan family, she instilled in Tang Weisheng the idea that "you and Xuan Zhe are opposites." He obviously depended on others to live, but he stubbornly wanted to retain some "dignity", and this dignity came from Tang Weisheng. No matter how good Xuan Zhe was, her son would not flatter him. Now, Tang Weisheng's actions made Tang Wansu feel a little angry and fearful of being "betrayed".
"Weisheng." Tang Wansu forced a smile and said, "Come here."
The moment Tang Weisheng saw Tang Wansu, he knew something bad was going to happen. He tore off the note on his face expressionlessly and followed the woman out.
The door was not closed tightly, as if it was a warning, or more like it was done for Xuanzhe to see. There was a "pa" sound, which was the sound of a slap on the face.
Xuanzhe's face changed, and the first one to rush out was Tan Li.
Tan Li saw Tang Weisheng tilt his head slightly, with a bright red slap mark on the left side of his face. He was furious. He protected Tang Weisheng behind him and asked Tang Wansu with a sullen face: "Why did you hit him?"
Tang Wansu was stunned for a moment, then seemed to have heard something ridiculous, "Do I need your consent to educate my son?"
"Your son" Tan Li said aggressively: "If you treated him as your son, you would attack him for no reason."
"Weisheng." Tang Wansu's face was gloomy. The situation she had been in for many years made her always have a kind of forced hysteria. "Tell me why your mother hit you?"
Xuanzhe is just one door away, it's best if he can hear it clearly!
Tang Weisheng heard this but was in no mood to answer. He stared at Tan Li's slender neck, and his first thought was that what was said on the Internet was true. Tan Li's height and neck were indeed soul-attracting. On an unknown night, Tang Weisheng once dreamed that he touched this man's neck and took him for himself in the warm sunlight.
"Weisheng!" Tang Wansu emphasized her tone.
Reality quickly pulled him back from his euphoria. He felt as if he were being soaked in a cold, damp sponge. Tang Weisheng pursed his lips and whispered to Tan Li, "Get out of the way first."
Tan Li gritted his teeth and endured for a moment, then stepped back.
Tang Wansu felt as if her authority was challenged. A nameless anger rose to her head and she raised her hand again.
"Bang!" The door was pushed open from the inside and almost hit Tang Wansu. The woman turned sideways in horror and saw that the person standing at the door was not Xuan Zhe, but Wen Shuang.
Wen Shuang had no expression on his face, his features showing a faint sharpness. He said softly, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I used too much force."
"Who are you..." Tang Wansu was furious, but the next second Xuan Zhe's face came into view. He stood behind Wen Shuang, exuding a gloomy and warning aura.
Tang Wansu felt a lump in her throat and dared not speak.
Three meters away stood Tan Tianhe, who had been watching the entire process. His pair of inverted triangle eyes were sinister to begin with, and when he smiled at this moment, he looked even more villainous than a villain.
Tan Tianhe looked at Tan Li and then at Tang Weisheng, as if he had discovered something particularly interesting.
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