Jiang Jiang wanted to order takeout or go to a restaurant for the two of them, but soon, the food Wen Ye bought was delivered to their door.
Jiang Jiang transferred money to him, but he returned it directly, and his tone was a little aggrieved: "It's just a little money for food. It's great that you are willing to take me in. Otherwise, I would have nowhere to stay tonight. Don't be polite to me for this little money."
Jiang Jiang confirmed that there was no expression of embarrassment on his face, and then gave up.
While cooking, Wen Ye said, "I'm the one who cooks in our family. When I was a child, my mother was busy with work and had to work two jobs to support me, so I would move a stool to the stove and cook some simple meals."
He was silent for a while after he finished speaking.
Wen Shulan had indeed loved him once. She was timid and cowardly, but she still gave birth to him and never complained no matter how busy or tired she was.
People will change.
He did not forget the relieved look on her face after she pushed him out of the house today.
The warm seven years he and she had spent together had trapped him in that devil's den for so many years, and finally made him realize that it was time to let go.
Wen Ye's face was expressionless as he thought about these things, but when he turned to look at Jiang Jiang, tears welled up in his eyes: "...Sister, can you give me a hug?"
He looked like some kind of injured and fragile little animal.
Only after the unconscious woman was embraced in his arms did he tighten his arms, greedily feeling her breath.
That imaginary hug in the afternoon almost made him lose control.
It is in line with his style to hold Guo Yan tightly in his arms.
After dinner, Wen Ye carried the garbage bag and said, "I'm going to take out the trash."
Jiang Jiang responded, then remembered something and handed him the spare key: "I might not hear the doorbell if I'm painting in the studio during the day. You can come and go as you please."
Wen Ye took the key.
It still had the warmth of a woman's body on it.
Let him have the illusion that this is also his home...
However, it will soon no longer be an illusion.
He was standing by the trash can downstairs, sorting the trash carefully, when a black Cayenne stopped beside him.
"Young Master."
A man in black got out of the car, very respectful.
Wen Ye's face no longer had the pitiful expression in front of Jiang Jiang. He glanced at her with a bit of evil in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "Tell him that I have changed my mind. I agree to his request."
The man in black was delighted: "Master will be very happy to know your decision."
Wen Ye twisted the key in his hand. It had now returned to its cold touch, but it still made his heart soften.
"...I'll handle things here myself. Don't interfere on your own."
"yes."
Wen Ye looked at the back of the man in black as he left.
They found him a month ago.
What people find ridiculous is that the amorous scumbag who abandoned his biological mother does not have any children at his current age.
Either they killed each other or an accident happened.
In the end, she had to come looking for her illegitimate son.
He also felt sorry for his mother. She must have loved this man, but he never thought about coming to see her from the beginning to the end. He only thought about the child he gave birth to but never raised.
Wen Ye was resistant at first, thinking that such people should live out their lives alone.
At this moment, he clenched the key in his hand and suddenly felt that this was an opportunity.
"Since he wants an heir..." Wen Ye's mouth curled up in a cold arc.
Then I'll let him see what it is that he has taken back with his own hands.
He turned and went to Jiang Jiang's apartment, but met an unexpected person on the floor below - Chu Keyong.
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