Chapter 165 Oedipus Complex
"Xixi, is this your home?" Wen Zheng drove an ordinary-looking Volvo and stopped outside a high-end residential area.
"Yes, Aunt Wen, my home is in the community, just drop me off at the door." Wen Xi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said as she was about to unbuckle her seat belt.
As soon as her hand touched the red button, it was covered by a warm palm next to her.
"Let me take you in. Since I promised Xixi's parents that I would take you home safely, then of course I have to take you to your doorstep. I can't be a person who breaks my promise."
Wen Zheng smiled and restarted the car.
Wen Xi withdrew her hand and held the seat belt tightly. The feeling of loss she had felt since she arrived outside the community disappeared instantly. She whispered, "Thank you, Aunt Wen."
After confirming her identity at the gate and completing the registration, Wen Zheng, under Wen Xi's instruction, drove the car through twists and turns to a building.
"We're here, Xixi." Wen Zheng pressed the door opening button, and the car door opened with a click.
Wenxi nodded silently, unbuckled her seat belt neatly, and got out of the car carrying her small bag.
But after getting off the car, she was surprised to find that Wen Zheng did not intend to drive away, but also got out of the car, "Auntie Wen, what are you doing?"
Wen Zheng smiled and tidied up her messy hair, then put her hands on Wen Xi's head and ruffled her relatively neat hair.
"What's the matter? Auntie invited Xixi to her home, doesn't Xixi want to invite Auntie to be her guest?" Wen Zheng winked mischievously, showing a rare lively attitude.
"How could that be?" Wen Xi quickly shook her head, but she felt a little embarrassed.
She was not sure whether her parents were at home at this time. If they were not, it would be fine. But if they were at home... Wen Xi selfishly did not want Wen Zheng to know that she had such parents.
This would be extremely embarrassing for her.
But Wen Zheng smiled and tugged at Wen Xi's sleeve, as if she didn't notice her embarrassment, so she could leave.
Her eyes smiled like a crescent moon, and her sweet and gentle breath filled your face, as if it could drown you in a sea of marshmallows.
Surrounded by tenderness, Wenxi tightly grasped the straps of her bag with both hands, lowered her eyebrows so that her expression could not be seen clearly, but she nodded after a moment.
"7th floor 702 is my home, Aunt Wen, let's go."
The two of them got on the elevator in silence.
Of course Wen Zheng knew what Wen Xi's parents were like, but precisely because she knew that, she had to go and meet them.
An alcoholic father, a gambling mother, a cold room and a lonely girl. Although such a family is wealthy, isn't it also a kind of original family?
Since fate has chosen Wen Xi as the spokesperson, Wen Zheng will naturally train her well. But please don't hold out any hope for Wen Zheng, after all, she is not a good person either.
She had no intention of changing Wenxi's parents. Compared with the two adults who had been working in society for many years and had completely matured, Wenxi, who was still in high school and still had a childish heart, was obviously a better candidate.
She went there this time just to create a sharp contrast, and to guide Wenxi step by step to transfer all her prayers for parental love to herself.
She will give her the love she has never felt, she will teach her the "proper" principles of life, she will give her the shelter of a home, so ah -
She wants it to work for her.
'In psychology, this should be called the Oedipus complex, also known as the mother complex.'
Wen Zheng's face was reflected on the smooth stainless steel of the elevator, appearing warm and charming even under the cold white light.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"I'm here." A woman dressed as a housewife, about 30 or 40 years old, with a vague remnant of her once beautiful face, ran over hurriedly and opened the door.
Standing next to her was a middle-aged man who was also about 30 or 40 years old, with a beer belly and looked like a boss. His short and thick nose was slightly red from drinking.
The woman shook hands with Wen Zheng warmly when she saw her. "You must be Miss Wen, right? Thank you so much for taking Xixi in today. This damn girl ran away from home after I just said a few words to her."
"If Miss Wen hadn't been here, the child's father and I would have been so anxious."
The middle-aged woman's face was full of gratitude, and while she spoke, she did not forget to glare at Wen Xi who was beside Wen Zheng.
The middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but agree, "Yes, I really have to thank Miss Wen today. This child not only has poor grades, but also has a bad personality. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."
"By the way, Miss Wen, would you like to come in and sit down and have a drink of water or something? We would like to thank you very much." As if she suddenly thought of something, Wen's mother grabbed Wen Zheng's sleeve and pulled her in.
Wen Zheng was almost speechless. She quickly forced herself to be graceful and waved her hand to refuse while backing out the door. "No, no need. I have to go back in a hurry after sending Xixi back. It's not good to get home too late."
After pulling and tugging, Wen Zheng, who was younger and stronger, finally prevailed. She struggled to break free from Wen's mother's hand and retreated behind the door in fear.
It was not until now that Wen Zheng had the chance to speak.
She first looked at Wen Xi, who was standing outside the door anxiously and even shivering in the cold wind, and sighed.
From the very beginning, these two people had been singing the same tune and constantly belittling Wen Xi. Not only did Wen Zheng have no room to interrupt, she was almost dragged into the house. But now she finally had a chance.
She looked at Wen's father and mother seriously, gently placed one hand on Wen Xi's shoulder, and pushed her in front of the two of them, "Let the child go in first, it's so cold outside."
Wen's parents finally reacted, "Yes, yes, yes, Xixi, come in quickly. Why are you standing outside the door? Aren't you cold?"
"That's right. You're already an adult, but you still don't know how to come in when it's cold."
The two men spoke with concern and disgust while pulling Wenxi over and pushing her behind them.
Seeing the rough movements of Wen's father and mother, Wen Zheng's temples began to throb with pain. "You two, it was actually because we were blocking the door that Xixi couldn't get in."
"Also, don't say that about Sissi. Sissi is actually a very good child. If she hadn't helped me today, I would have been in a lot of trouble."
Wen Zheng frowned tightly, but she couldn't say anything more. After all, this was someone else's family affair. Even if she accused others, what was her position?
After thinking for a moment, Wen Zheng bent down and said to Wen Xi with a smile: "Xixi, do you have a cell phone? Do you want to save your aunt's phone number?"
"Yes, yes, kid, why don't you take out your cell phone?" Before Wen Xi could say anything, her mother pushed her hard and signaled her to take out her cell phone.
Wenxi was like a poor little punching bag and didn't say anything, but just took out her cell phone obediently.
Maybe under normal circumstances Wenxi would have a big quarrel with her parents who belittled her in such a way, but in front of Wen Zheng, Wenxi subconsciously did not want her to see the ugly side of her family.
She, she is a good child... Don't be disappointed in her, okay...
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