With the Spring Festival approaching, the Shen Group has been even busier than before, and Shen Huai'an even has to go to the group on weekends.
The weather was getting colder and colder. When Lin Wanxing had nothing to do, he knitted a blue-gray pullover sweater for Shen Huai'an. He knitted it three times before he finally succeeded.
It's his fault for being too stupid; he can't learn even by following the tutorials.
The sweater was knitted from the beginning of winter until the end of the year, but fortunately, my second brother did not mind and gladly accepted it, and even wore it often.
To match his sweaters, my second brother has changed his style of dress. He rarely wears beige or khaki pants anymore, and recently he has been wearing fewer suits and lighter-colored casual pants to match his sweaters.
Even her ever-present gold-rimmed glasses have been changed to a different color, making her look softer overall. Before, she exuded a mature and composed aura, but recently she looks more casual and relaxed.
In the restaurant, Shen Huai'an elegantly cut his steak. He had been in a good mood ever since he returned home, his gaze was so gentle, and the magnificent crystal chandelier reflected a dazzling light.
Shen Huai'an sat under the lamplight, his gold-rimmed glasses reflecting a faint glow. His well-defined hands gently gripped the cold knife and fork, cutting the steak with incredibly slow movements, causing bright red juices to flow out.
He chewed his steak with elegance, his smile so familiar yet chilling.
In stark contrast, Lin Wanxing was enjoying his meal, eating his favorite sweet and sour pork and spicy chicken feet. He found everything delicious, since the family chef always made dishes he loved.
Lin Wanxing has had a great appetite lately. He has things to do every day and expends a lot of energy, so he naturally needs to eat more.
"Second brother, I have to tell you that my painting was praised today."
"It seems my star is quite talented."
Shen Huai'an listened intently as Lin Wanxing recounted the little things that had happened during the day. He was curious about everything Xingxing said and wanted to hear more.
Lin Wanxing told him that she had spent half the day painting a fruit platter and asked Shen Huai'an a few questions about painting, which Shen Huai'an patiently answered one by one.
Shen Huai'an is incredibly good at praising people. I remember the first time Lin Wanxing performed in class looking dejected, it was Shen Huai'an who comforted him.
It was Shen Huai'an's earnest encouragement that drove away all those negative emotions.
Therefore, Lin Wanxing always felt that her second brother was like her life mentor, always reaching out his hand to protect her fragile heart when she was helpless and desperate.
Shen Huai'an was happy to listen to Lin Wanxing's ramblings. Lin Wanxing would tell him all the little things that happened while he was away from home, and even when Allen met a Samoyed, Wanxing would tell him.
Halfway through the conversation, my second brother's phone suddenly rang.
Lin Wanxing slowly shut his mouth. His second brother picked up his phone and smiled. He answered the call casually.
"Okay, I understand. You can handle it. You don't need to notify me."
Lin Wanxing stared at him with wide eyes. After saying a few simple words, her second brother hung up the phone.
"What's wrong? Has something happened to the company again?" Lin Wanxing asked with slight concern.
"No, it's just a small matter. I'll have my subordinates handle it."
"Let's continue eating. Xingxing, please continue. What else happened?" Shen Huai'an smiled so gently.
The two continued eating in the restaurant, with Lin Wanxing's laughter occasionally drifting over.
The two of them seemed to have endless things to talk about. Lin Wanxing loved to talk, perhaps because he was too lonely before. He could only talk to his little bear about anything, but now he had his second brother by his side.
He had a lot to say to Shen Huai'an every day.
Lin Wanxing is actually very reserved and finds it difficult to open up to others, but when he's with Shen Huai'an, he can always open his heart and talk non-stop.
This villa, which was originally the quietest and most lifeless, has become increasingly different.
The phone call just now was someone informing Shen Huai'an that the temple was on fire.
With the weather dry, fires are quite common. Elderly people, whose legs are not as nimble, are bound to get injured. It seems that some people are destined not to be able to celebrate this Spring Festival.
It's better to repent in the underworld than before Buddha.
Shen Huai'an is a vindictive and narrow-minded person. The fact that he has kept that old codger alive until now is already giving the Shen family enough face.
He has completely taken control of the Shen family. Who would dare to question him or openly oppose him?
None of them dared to contradict Shen Huai'an; not a single person stood up.
As for Shim Tae-min, he probably hopes that he can live a better life outside, and he often sends people to take good care of him.
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