Volume 1, Chapter 28: Seven Years of Sharpening a Sword
Wei's Restaurant.
Wei Shixu just asked casually. He didn't even expect Quan Zhisui to reply. After all, it was already very late.
Unexpectedly, Quan Zhisui replied immediately with a photo of Zuo Zichen kneeling on the ground crying with a bruised face.
Wei Shixu was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing the next second!
His eyes lit up and he felt that the hot pot tonight was even more delicious than usual.
Quan Zhisui is a complete action-oriented person. He actually rushed home and tortured Zuo Zichen half to death!
If she had a grudge, she would take revenge on the spot!
Violent and direct!
So exciting!
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At the door.
Mr. Wei was sitting in a wheelchair and had been in the corridor outside the restaurant for quite some time.
He heard Wei Shixu's laughter coming from inside.
The laughter was very unique, as if someone had seen a very funny joke, or as if a poor person had won the lottery and was full of surprise.
Old Wei looked at Qian Cheng suspiciously: "Is his brain broken?"
Qian Cheng was also very surprised. After thinking for a while, he analyzed: "Young Master's temperament has changed drastically since the kidnapping seven years ago. He encountered this kind of thing again today. He must be a little stimulated. Should we find a psychologist?"
Mr. Wei looked disdainful: "Forget it! He has no mental problems, he just has a broken brain!"
Qian Cheng frowned and reminded: "Mr. Wei, the young master almost died seven years ago..."
Mr. Wei looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "You underestimate him too much."
Qian Cheng moved his lips but ultimately said nothing. However, judging from his expression, he was very worried about Wei Shixu's mental health.
Elder Wei snorted coldly and moved the electric wheelchair forward. He spoke slowly in the long corridor:
"That was a hurdle in his life, and he has long since passed it. It may have been serious, serious enough to affect his worldview and temperament, but what's past is past, and there's no need to look back on the hurdles that have been crossed."
"Seven years ago, he was able to walk back from another city. Could his adaptability have declined seven years later?"
"Does the heir of the Wei family have no ability to bear this?"
When he said the last sentence, Mr. Wei's aura rose, and he looked majestic even in a wheelchair.
Qian Cheng looked at the old man's back and was moved.
He followed, holding the wheelchair with his hands, and said, "I'm just worried..."
"Worried?" Old Wei sneered, "Worry, pity, regret... these are all the most useless emotions! When my legs were broken, who was worried about me? A bunch of people were busy fighting for the family property, and they didn't care even when their own son was kidnapped!"
Qian Cheng sighed: "We are talking about the young master's sad story again."
Elder Wei was full of vigor and vitality: "What happened cannot be changed, and memories cannot disappear out of thin air. What happened today will not cause him any stimulation. He knows very well that the power of the Wei family is there, and no one can touch him."
"He has indeed changed a lot in the past few years. He has seen through some people, discarded useless emotions, learned to fight and rob, and his ferocity has been aroused."
"The tiger walks alone. This is the process of becoming a person in power. It is the only way."
Qian Cheng smiled and said, "Yes, we have all seen your growth. It takes seven years to sharpen a sword."
Elder Wei narrowed his eyes and said, "If the Wei family is not united, power and wealth can only be concentrated in one person's hands. If they are dispersed, the Wei family will become nothingness."
"What happened seven years ago is indeed unforgivable, but it also helped my Wei family cultivate someone who can take on responsibilities! Among all my descendants, only Shixu has the style I had back then. The energy in him is exactly the same as when I was young!"
Qian Chengshun commented: "So it's a mixture of good and bad? But the young master is still a little abnormal today."
Mr. Wei: "It's normal. You're provoked by a fly, so you'll be a little unhappy."
Qian Cheng suddenly realized: "So..."
Elder Wei added, "As for that kid Kong Mingze, you should arrange some psychological counseling for him. I think he has severe traumatic stress."
Qian Cheng frowned: "Indeed, when our people arrived, he was in a very bad state."
Mr. Wei's eyes flickered: "It is not a good thing to have too strong a sense of responsibility when one is not capable enough."
Qian Cheng was stunned: "Yes, do you want to clean up the young master's circle of friends?"
Old Wei stared at him and said, "He only has this one friend left, and I killed him? Am I crazy too?"
Qian Cheng: “Uh…”
Mr. Wei: "He has such a strong sense of responsibility but lacks the ability, so let's give him more ability!"
Qian Cheng hesitated: "That's a bit difficult..."
Old Wei waved his hands irritably: "Carry his parents!"
Qian Cheng laughed: "It seems that the leader of Liangxi's catering industry is going to change."
"Wait!" Elder Wei suddenly changed his tone: "Let's not interfere in this matter. Let Shixu handle it himself when he comes of age."
Qian Cheng continued to smile: "Okay."
Mr. Wei controlled the wheelchair to speed up, cursing all the way: "His friends are none of my business!"
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Early the next morning.
The Zuo family's small kitchen was full of people. Except for Xu Kuang, who was still accompanying the two elderly people in the resort, all the other servants were present and were frantically discussing what had happened yesterday.
When the eldest lady said to keep silent, it was obvious that she was referring to the Zuo family, and not just limiting gossip to their own people who work there.
Ma Xinwei was the most excited: "Come on! Let's review the timeline and tell us everything we know!"
Zhao Lin raised his hand: "I'll go first! I took the old man shopping yesterday afternoon, but he didn't buy anything. He made me drive around the city for two hours. In the evening, I missed the time to pick up the young lady from school. He asked me to take him to the resort to meet the old lady. By the time I came back, it was already very late. I thought the young lady was asleep, but who knew she came back even later than me?!"
Ma Xinwei: "So! What did the young lady do last night? Why did she go crazy as soon as she came back?"
Gu Lan trembled and said, "I also have a clue. I saw blood in the young lady's dirty clothes basket. Her school uniform was all covered in blood! Oh my god, it's so scary!"
Zhao Lin's eyes widened: "The young lady is injured? I don't see any injuries on her body!"
Ma Xinwei: "You are stupid! The young lady knows martial arts, so it must be someone else's blood, right?"
Gu Lan: "Miss was beaten up after school yesterday?"
Ma Xinwei: "Please be more serious. She was the one who hit others."
Gu Lan: "Oh, then why did she beat the young master half to death as soon as she came back? She also made the young master kneel down as punishment! Oh my God! He knelt for at least half an hour!"
Zhao Lin suddenly slammed the table and said, "I know! The young master hired someone to deal with the young lady, but was killed by the young lady. When he came back, he beat up the culprit!"
Ma Xinwei: "I think so too! Otherwise, why was the old man so abnormal yesterday and kept taking up Zhao Lin's time? The old man dotes on the young master, so it must have been arranged by the young master, just to make sure that no one would pick up the young lady after school and then get into trouble."
Gu Lan glanced out the window: "It was very noisy yesterday, and the eldest lady hasn't woken up yet."
At this time Fang Yue spoke up: "Okay, stop gossiping about your employer's family."
Everyone was speechless. You didn't say anything when they started talking just now, but just stood there and listened to the whole thing. Now that everyone has finished talking, you started.
You just want to hear gossip!
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