Volume 2 Chapter 233 Photos in the Study
The next morning.
It was rare for Wei Shixu not to get up early to go to work.
Quan Zhisui also slept very late.
When she woke up, he was caressing her face.
Quan Zhisui: "What time is it?"
Wei Shixu: “Nine o’clock.”
Quan Zhisui turned over and said, "Not going to work?"
Wei Shixu kissed her: "You were so crazy yesterday, I liked it so much."
Quan Zhisui: “… During the day, no playing.”
Wei Shixu moved closer: "Sister?"
Quan Zhisui: “No.”
Wei Shixu whispered in her ear: "I like living in your room."
Quan Zhisui closed his eyes: "Well, how does it feel to sleep here for the first time?"
Wei Shixu: “It’s not the first time.”
Quan Zhisui opened his eyes and looked at him.
Wei Shixu: "When you were not around, I often slept with you, and slept in your bed every now and then."
Quan Zhisui: “…”
Wei Shixu: "What? I can sleep wherever I want!"
Quan Zhisui didn't know how to respond to him.
Wei Shixu reached out and gathered the strands of hair by her ears behind her head: "When I miss you too much, I will sleep here."
After a moment of silence, Quan Zhisui leaned in and kissed him.
Wei Shixu: "Since you are so proactive, I can't go to work."
Quan Zhisui smiled and pushed him: "Go quickly!"
After Wei Shixu left.
Quan Zhisui took a nap for a while, then got up, washed, ate, and continued studying.
She had a grand plan in her mind, a direction for the expansion of her digital empire!
The study lasted until the evening.
…
Qian Cheng came over and knocked on the door, reminding her that it was time to eat.
Quan Zhisui walked out of the room and went to the small restaurant to have dinner.
Eat half of it.
Wei Jingsan came over in his wheelchair, yawning.
Quan Zhisui has already accepted that this old man has been pestering him to eat together all day long, and he is indeed quite bored.
"Did you just get up?" she asked.
Wei Jingsan glared at her: "No? You have to care?"
Quan Zhisui: "So what do you do at night? You keep your days and nights mixed up."
Wei Jingsan yelled, "I'm staying up late to watch TV shows and play games. I have a lot of things to do! I can go to bed and get up whenever I want!"
Quan Zhisui: “Okay.”
Wei Jingsan suddenly said with disdain: "Why have you never been to that boy's study?"
Quan Zhisui rolled his eyes: "You started it again, he doesn't want privacy?"
Last time, it was this old man who reminded her which room to go to, causing both of them to not sleep well that night.
Wei Jingsan began to yell, "He's not on guard against you! Go ahead! If you want me, I'll go! I'll go directly to his study to read books! Go through his things! Find out his little secrets! Don't you want to know what's in his study?"
Quan Zhisui took a bite of his meal, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm really impressed. How did you manage to do one move after another? What's wrong with the brains of you Wei family members?"
Wei Jingsan laughed: "You are a smart girl, aren't you? Did you inherit it from your mother?"
Quan Zhisui was silent for a long time.
Wei Jingsan suddenly spoke mysteriously: "I know your mother. We have a photo together. Do you want to see it?"
Quan Zhisui raised his head.
Wei Jingsan took a bite of meat and said, "I won't show it to you, hehe!"
Quan Zhisui said nothing and continued eating.
Wei Jingsan: "Your mother is from Liangxi, so you are half Liangxi, and this is your ancestral home."
Quan Zhisui looked up at him again with a probing look, but she didn't understand the hint in these words.
Wei Jingsan seemed to be reminiscing, and finally said: "Women cannot marry down, they must conquer upwards!"
Quan Zhisui's pupils shrank!
Wei Jingsan looked at her and smiled. This time his smile was no longer playful, but full of admiration: "The more powerful a woman is, the more powerful a man she should marry! For someone like you, it would be right to marry the richest man! And you have to suppress your husband and beat him up!"
Quan Zhisui didn't say a word and ate quietly.
Wei Jingsan rarely spoke seriously: "When it comes to marriage, your mother made the wrong choice. I also made mistakes back then. The lessons of the older generation are all in front of us, but few people can see through them."
Quan Zhisui put down his bowl and chopsticks and waited for him to continue.
Wei Jingsan looked out the window and narrowed his eyes: "If we should break up, we should break up. If we should get back together, we should get back together. Your courage and choice are right! At such a young age, you have a sharper eye than those over 70, and you are also ruthless and cruel enough!"
Quan Zhisui asked, "Is it okay for me to beat your eldest grandson until his head is bleeding?"
Wei Jingsan raised his eyebrows: "Doesn't that kid deserve it? The right way is to join forces! People can't go to a low place, nor can they make do with it, and they shouldn't wrong themselves!"
Quan Zhisui laughed and said, "Just follow your heart. There's no need to be so particular."
Wei Jing laughed: "What a great phrase, follow your heart!"
Quan Zhisui warned: "The food is getting cold."
Wei Jingsan started eating again and suddenly asked, "Hey! Do you want to learn Liangxi dialect?"
Quan Zhisui took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want to do now?"
Wei Jingsan: "Nothing, just chatting. I have nothing to do at home every day and no one wants to chat with me."
Quan Zhisui: "Yeah, you have eight hundred thoughts in one second, who dares to chat with you?"
Wei Jingsan: "Aren't you quite brave?"
Quan Zhisui: "That's because I really dare to fight, it doesn't mean I want to talk like this."
Wei Jingsan snorted coldly: "Shouldn't you be used to it? Isn't that kid?"
Quan Zhisui: "Yes, yes, I am exhausted dealing with him, please calm down."
Wei Jingsan spoke mysteriously again: "Why don't you learn Liangxi dialect? Chat with me in dialect!"
Quan Zhisui patted the table and said, "Don't talk while eating!"
Wei Jingsan put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I'm done eating, I want to talk!"
He was incessant and kept on arguing.
…
Quan Zhisui had to admit that she was still curious about Wei Shixu. She usually didn't think much about it, but Wei Jingsan was always reminding her, clicking like crazy.
So one hour after dinner.
She put down her study pen, stood up and walked out of the room, sighing, and headed towards Wei Shixu's study.
His study is right next to the room, connected to it.
The door is not locked and can be opened directly.
The scene that comes into view is completely different from the office style of Wei’s headquarters.
It’s a little more cozy here, but still dark in color, with a lot of his personal stuff.
Unlike his bedroom, which he only uses for sleeping, the study is where he spends most of his time.
Quan Zhisui saw the wooden desk, which was not made of top-quality wood and was obviously used for a long time.
Then she saw the photo frame on the table.
He printed out a high school photo of the two of them and placed it on the table.
It was the one where she beat him and he was sitting opposite her while doing homework with earplugs on.
In this photo, Wei Shixu's eyes reveal sadness.
Quan Zhisui rarely saw him with such a look in his eyes. It was not a look of intense pain, but of the tearing of a wound that kept bleeding.
The sadness of unrequited love.
Why he.
Should I print out this photo separately and put it here?
What was the significance of that incident to him at that time...
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