Chapter 9: Rolling
"Oh, brother, thank you, you are still good to me." Wen Qingzhou opened the door, took the quilt and praised with a grin.
"Okay, don't be hungry. Cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep at night and be careful of catching a cold!" When Wen Shuzhou went out, he turned around and comforted Wen Qingzhou.
"Got it, brother." Wen Qingzhou replied as he put the quilt on the bed.
"Go to bed early!"
"I'll go to bed soon, bro."
"Yeah." Wen Shuzhou closed the door for his brother as he walked out.
"I can finally get a good sleep tonight." Thinking that there would be no disturbance from the illegitimate fans, Wen Qingzhou happily threw himself on the bed, threw off his shoes, and rolled freely in his arms while hugging the quilt.
"This kid must have been scared these two days!" Hearing the happy voices in the room, Wen Shuzhou, who had not yet left the door, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said secretly.
"Good night, Canoe."
When I returned to my room and was about to go to sleep, I thought of Wen Miao.
"He's really a person who makes people want to dig deeper and deeper." Wen Shuzhou curled his lips slightly, and then he suffered from insomnia, which was a rare occurrence for him.
It was not until late at night that Wen Shuzhou finally fell asleep.
...The next morning, Wen Miao made eight-treasure spicy food and ate it with a big white steamed bun for breakfast when the two brothers next door went out one after another.
"They all have special cars to pick them up. It turns out that there is a difference between grassroots rich people and real rich people!" Wen Miao said self-deprecatingly.
"I wonder what he (Wen Miao) is doing? Has he gotten up? Or has he had breakfast?" Wen Shuzhou, sitting in the back seat of the car, stared at the door that had not yet opened, immersed in speculation.
"Master, what are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so happily?"
The driver's surname is Wang, he is a middle-aged man in his forties. He has been working as a driver in the Wen family for almost twenty years. He has watched the eldest master grow up since he was a child, and in front of Wen Shuzhou, he treats him as half an elder.
At this moment, he really couldn't understand why the young master would laugh like that while fastening his seat belt!
"Hmm? Did I smile, Uncle Wang?" Wen Shuzhou came back to his senses, raised his eyes and asked.
"You, smiled." Uncle Wang said very affirmatively.
"Okay. I laughed." Wen Shuzhou admitted it straightforwardly.
"Young Master, I'm very curious, what are you laughing at?" Uncle Wang stepped on the accelerator and asked inquiringly.
"Nothing, just thought of something interesting." Wen Shuzhou said lightly.
"I think it's not just about the matter, but also about the person. Young Master? Do you have someone you like?" It must be said that Uncle Wang is very experienced and he hits the nail on the head.
"Uncle Wang, nothing can be hidden from me. There is indeed such a person, but I am still in the observation stage!"
After all, Wang Shubi was an old man who had been with him for so many years and knew Wen Shuzhou too well.