After Wen Xi had eaten and drunk her fill, she spoke to her grandmother for a while before saying goodbye and leaving with her parents.
From beginning to end, he didn't say a few words to Wen Yuan, who was away from the crowd. The distant relationship between the two was no different from before.
Wenxi's family returned home to celebrate the New Year.
Mu Fu cooked a hangover soup for Wen Chengyi, and also cooked a sweet soup for herself and her daughter.
The evening party being broadcast live on TV was lively, but no one had the heart to watch it. Instead, they started discussing various matters to be prepared for after returning to the old house.
I drew up a set of rules, which people to pay attention to and which things to do, but when I got home, I started to be very cautious about every step.
No wonder the ancients lamented that they should not be born into an imperial family.
Compared to the imperial family, what is the Wen family?
But it has come to this.
In fact, are family disputes rare among ordinary people?
In fact, it may not be the case. As a human being, not to mention emperors, even ordinary people cannot avoid it.
It's just human nature.
After almost completing the discussion, Wen Xi didn't want to stay up late to celebrate the New Year, so she sent some New Year greetings text messages, gave red envelopes to her parents and Xingzai on her mobile phone, and then went to wash up.
Before I could rinse off the bubbles on my body, I heard my cell phone ringing outside.
Who would call so late?
Fearing that someone had some urgent matter, Wen Xi quickly finished washing, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and came out without even blowing her hair.
When I looked at the calling number, it turned out to be He Tingyan.
"Why did you take so long to answer?" The man on the other end had a hoarse voice and sounded a little tired.
"Showering."
Wen Xi blurted out without thinking much.
“…”
There was silence over there.
Wen Xi then realized that she had spoken without thinking. After all, the other person was a man and she was a woman, and it seemed a bit strange for her to say that she was taking a shower.
After all, the relationship between the two...is not that casual.
His face flushed, and he laughed, "Well, what's the matter with you looking for me so late at night?"
"Happy New Year."
The person on the other end seemed to be lost in thought. When she asked, he was stunned for a moment before replying.
Her voice is clear and charming, and it is even more moving in the boundless night.
Wen Xi was stunned.
"Is that all? Didn't we just send messages to each other..."
"I want to tell you this again in person at zero o'clock."
“…”
For some reason, Wen Xi felt her face getting even hotter.
She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was already three minutes past midnight.
"It's already passed."
"It doesn't matter. There's still next year, and after next year, there's still the year after. There's always a year you won't miss." The tone on the other end was very firm.
"Uh, okay. Then, happy new year to you too, He Tingyan. Good night."
"etc."
"Anything else?"
"Um."
"What?"
"Why isn't mine?"
"What don't you have?"
"Red envelope." The man on the other end of the phone said in a very disappointed tone, "I saw you sent a red envelope to He Xing, but why is there no red envelope for me?"
"Yours?!" Wen Xi's eyebrows twitched.
How does it feel to be chased by a rich person for a red envelope?
I feel inexplicably sad and angry.
"He Tingyan..."
"Hmm?" The person who asked for the red envelope responded shamelessly, as if he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.
"You are several years older than me."
"Yeah." Although someone didn't want to admit it, it was a fact.
"You're richer than me, right?"
"Those are nothing." Someone was very modest.
"It's nothing, but it's still worth it!" Wen Xi said indignantly, "You're so much older than me, and you have more money than me. It's fine if you didn't give it to me, but why should I give it to you?"
Boss, are you kind enough to do this?
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