Chapter 70 Strangers say that older people's children won't be smart...
What kind of material is it made of?
"It was quite smooth and stuck to the bottom of the table," Wen Han recalled. "But Gu Zong didn't seem to care."
"Judging from what you're saying, it might be used for eavesdropping."
Listening device? Unless there's some kind of super-powered agent, the only person who could get into Gu Zong's office is that butler.
But that annoying old man is so arrogant, and everyone else in the Gu family has to be subservient to him, isn't it all because of Gu Zong? He has no reason to betray Gu Zong.
As for Gu Zong, that's even stranger. If he were Gu Zong, the one with the final say at home, he would have long ago exiled Gu Cheng and Gu Yuan to some remote, impoverished corner of the earth.
"Kitten—wow, your cat is so big!" The researcher in the white lab coat hesitated for a moment when he saw Fat Nail's size. "It doesn't bite or scratch, does it?"
"I caught it." Wen Han gave him a heads-up, "It's fierce, but I'll control it."
To weaken Fei Nai'er's fighting ability, Wen Han deliberately fed it one less meal and even trimmed its nails.
"Okay." The researcher smiled and brought over a special partition, with an empty circle in the middle that was just big enough to fit Fat Nail's cat leg.
Wen Han held the cat and thought for a moment, but didn't tell him that even if he folded ten of these small plastic boards, they wouldn't be enough to impress Fat Nai'er.
The researcher brushed aside the cat's fur, found a good spot, and pulled out the needle. Wen Han closed her eyes.
"It's alright, it's alright." The researcher didn't know if he was comforting the cat or himself.
Jingyu was still squeezing the cat treat in her mouth. Fei Nai'er struggled for a moment, about to throw a tantrum, but in the end she couldn't bear to part with the cat treat in her mouth.
Jing Yu stared at Wen Han's tense expression with her eyes tightly closed for a while before smiling and saying, "Wen Han, you're all set."
Fat Nail kicked just now, and the researcher almost missed catching the cat's leg.
"Phew." Wen Han was worried that Fei Nai'er wouldn't be used to the stress. "How long will it take? I guess we won't have to draw blood again?"
"It depends," the researcher chuckled. "It's definitely not going to happen today; it'll take at least a few days."
Wen Han sighed as she looked at the big cat in her arms: "When it was little, it was only the size of a palm."
Upon hearing this, the researcher glanced at the cat and became even more convinced that the cat had been given some extraordinary drug.
"Is there anything different about the cat?"
“Hmm…” Compared to ordinary cats, Wen Han said, “Its strength is extremely great, and its claws are very sharp. One swipe of its claws can cut half of a wooden doghouse, and it can knock a person down when it runs over.”
The researcher started sweating as he recalled the blood he had just drawn from the cat.
"I have a question." Wen Han lowered his head and stroked the cat. The researcher noticed a hint of unease in his slightly troubled eyes. "This kind of medicine... it probably isn't legal, is it?"
“If it hasn’t been approved, researching such a dangerous drug privately is definitely illegal.” The researcher shrugged, saying helplessly, “But aren’t these kinds of things all the time?”
Jing Yu put his arm around Wen Han's shoulder. Wen Han lowered her eyes, but another guess welled up in her heart.
What would happen if this drug were used on a person?
Wen Han believed that Gu Yuan and his group hadn't yet conducted experiments on real people. With the Gu family's power, it wouldn't be difficult to recruit a few living people as guinea pigs; there was no need to experiment on a kitten.
Does Gu Zong know about this? Should I tell him?
"Wen Han," Jing Yu said softly, "what are you thinking about?"
Wen Han opened her mouth and looked up at him.
If Gu Zong was unaware of the situation, would he protect his younger brother and son? If he would, Wen Han naturally didn't want to tell him.
But if things come to light, those drugs might already be circulating secretly, and there will definitely be victims. Usually, when I deliberately condone evil, only one or two people get hurt. But if this escalates...
"If it turns out to be something bad," Wen Han asked, "what should we do?"
Jing Yu smiled gently and said nothing.
Wen Han felt that Jing Yu, who was usually handsome, kind and gentle, had a somewhat detached and indifferent smile on his face.
But in the blink of an eye, the unfamiliar Jing Yu disappeared again. Jing Yu gently patted his chest and said softly, "It's alright, it will take a long time to experiment after the potion is developed."
Hearing Jing Yu say this, Wen Han suppressed her anxiety and comforted herself, thinking that maybe it wouldn't happen.
*
"You've been staring at this problem for quite a while now," Gu Zong said. "Is it really that hard to do homework while sighing and complaining?"
This time, with a full ten-day holiday, teachers from all subjects thoughtfully provided homework gift packages to prevent students from getting too carried away.
Wen Han had planned to procrastinate until the last two days to finish his homework, as usual, but when he got home last night, he was horrified to find that Wen Ruan had been doing her homework all day and hadn't finished until late at night. He finally realized that something was wrong.
I frantically pulled out the practice papers I needed to do during the holiday; the thick stack was practically a weapon. There were especially many math and physics papers.
“It’s very difficult.” Wen Han glanced at him. “Do you think this is like your time? High school math is very difficult now.”
"Do you think I was in high school some year, like the 80s?" Gu Zong found it quite amusing. "If you were me, you'd be having kids in three years."
Wen Han scribbled on the draft paper: "People say that older children are less intelligent, but you're saying the opposite."
His original intention was to belittle Gu Cheng and elevate Liu Chuanze, but he didn't expect Gu Zong to ask him seriously, "How many more children do you think I should have?"
Wen Han was speechless. Gu Zong had no idea that he had five unknown children: "Forget it, what if another one like Gu Cheng comes along?"
Watching Wen Han do math was torture. Gu Zong took his pen, glanced at the problem, and wrote the solution on his draft.
Wen Han stood with her hands hanging at her sides, watching Gu Zong finish writing the process with a blank expression.
As soon as Gu Zong finished writing, Wen Han flipped the test paper over and pointed to this question and that question.
Gu Zong's face darkened: "Write it yourself!"
Sigh, Wen Han looked worried. If only Jing Yu were here to help him with his homework.
Wen Han asked seemingly casually, "With so much homework, why haven't I seen Gu Cheng stay home to do it? He's out with Gu Yuan every day, doesn't his class have any homework?"
“Even if the answer is right in front of him, he won’t copy it.” Gu Zong didn’t even look up. “If you want, you can learn from him.”
Wen Han sighed.
——
When Wen Han started doing her homework, she didn't feel any joy during the holiday; it was even more tiring than being at school.
Wen Han yawned; he got a headache just looking at the test paper.
I've finished studying the junior high school material in Yanagawa Sawa and am now working on the senior high school material.
Seeing that Wen Han kept staring at him, Liu Chuanze looked up embarrassedly: "Wen Han, why are you staring at me?"
Gu Cheng chuckled as he passed by.
"Are you in your second year of high school yet?" Wen Han glanced at the test paper in front of her. "Could you help me with this?"
"That's not good," Liu Chuanze said sincerely. "Which question do you not understand? I'll explain it to you, okay?"
"I can't even finish writing all this, let alone listening to it." Wen Han shook her head. "If all else fails, I'll just copy Fang Songxia's work."
Gu Yuan, such a boorish person, actually watches the news. Wen Han now prefers watching the news to doing her homework, so she puts down her pen and starts watching the news.
"Suppression patch?" Gu Yuan scoffed. "The Jing family is really going down on their luck. They're developing this kind of thing, thinking it's some kind of essential product like an inhibitor? What market could this thing possibly have?"
Wen Han snorted. "Short-sighted and narrow-minded. It seems not everyone can seize the opportunity."
"Probably trying to elicit sympathy and improve the company's image," Gu Yuan commented. "Isn't their youngest daughter suffering from... pheromone disorder?"
He laughed and said, "It seems the Jing family can start doing interviews. They can say that they must develop this product for their sick family members. Maybe they can gain sympathy and the stock price will go up. It would be good to have it as an adjunct drug for a niche disease."
Gu Yuan was in a good mood tonight. He poured himself a glass of wine and talked to himself while watching. Just as he was about to ask the person next to him to fill his glass, Wen Han took the bottle and poured the wine all over his head.
"Damn it!" Gu Yuan jumped up, saying incredulously, "Do you want to die?"
"So what if it's for your family?" Wen Han questioned. "At least they have the ability to research it. You're just talking business and building houses, aren't you?"
Gu Yuan swung her hand to slap him, but Wen Han suddenly squatted down, and Gu Yuan was dragged by the inertia and fell directly to the ground.
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