Chapter 64 Not That Familiar
"What are you thinking about now?"
Wen Xu, who had returned at some unknown time, sat down, holding onto the back of a chair.
Wen Song turned his head to look at the other person: "I wasn't thinking about anything."
"But how come you came back so quickly?"
Wen Xu shrugged: "I went to find Duan Ze to help me pass the levels of the WeChat mini-game after you went to the restroom. I had to pass five levels before I saw you. Shouldn't I be asking you why you came back so late?"
Finally, with a teasing look, he asked, "Did you run into Zhao Mingzhuo and Guan Ju in the restroom? And then the three of you had a dramatic confrontation—?"
Wen Song: "......"
He suspected that Wen Xu had the ability to foresee the future.
Otherwise, how could they have guessed so clearly?
"Don't make that face," Wen Xu chuckled. "Because I saw Zhao Mingzhuo go to the restroom with my own eyes. Guan Ju knew you were going to the restroom, so she followed you there."
"So—" he drawled, as if keeping someone in suspense.
Wen Song immediately understood.
No wonder.
So Guan Ju was actually near the restroom from the very beginning.
"Tell me quickly, what happened between you two?" Wen Xu asked with an extremely gossipy look in his eyes.
Wen Song answered truthfully: "Nothing happened."
Wen Xu: ?
"Are you kidding me? How could nothing have happened when all three of you were in such a chaotic situation?"
Wen Song: "...You're overthinking it."
Wen Xu immediately felt bored: "Tch."
Wen Song voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind: "I want to gossip about something."
Wen Xu was playing a WeChat mini-game when she heard this, and replied listlessly, "Go ahead."
Wen Song asked bluntly, "Why aren't you with Duan Ze?"
Wen Xu paused, her fingers poised to peel the fruit. She turned her head to look at Wen Song, who had asked the question. After a long pause, she gave a vague answer: "Too ripe."
"Besides........."
"We are just good friends."
He couldn't help but furrow his brow when he said that last sentence.
Wen Song translated these words simply: We've known each other for over ten years and have a great relationship, but I'm worried that if we get together, we might break up and lose our friendship.
This situation is indeed quite common among people with good relationships.
Nothing lasts longer than friendship.
“But if Duan Ze starts dating in the future, you two will have to avoid each other, and you might not even be able to be friends anymore,” Wen Song said. “Do you like that?”
Wen Xu never expected that Wen Song, who was usually as dull as a block of wood, would say something so reasonable.
"I have thought about it."
"But he doesn't think that way, does he?"
Wen Xu was extremely arrogant: "I won't take the initiative unless he tells me first."
Wen Song: "..."
No wonder he's called the Little Cat King.
They're so cute.
"Also," Wen Xu continued, still playing the game with her head down, "instead of gossiping about me, you should take care of your own business first."
"The two of us..."
This time, Wen Song learned to answer quickly, and he and Wen Xu said the last few words in unison: "-- Not that familiar."
Wen Xu frowned, looked up, then lowered his head again, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.
The engagement party was so boring.
Wen Song can only join Wen Xu in playing mini-games within the WeChat app.
When it was time to go back, they put away their phones and left with Grandpa Wen and Wen Su.
Before leaving, Wen Song sent Guan Ju a message.
[Ode]: I'm leaving now.
【颂】：OvO.
That last little expression was something he learned from Wen Xu.
I heard it's for making people look cute.
Wen Xu said that he usually chats too dryly and honestly. If he weren't carrying a thermos with goji berries in it, you would really suspect that he is an old man. He doesn't even know that there are games in WeChat mini programs, and he has never even played popular games.
In fact, Wen Song didn't get a cell phone until college.
He rarely chats with others on WeChat.
In his spare time, he either worked part-time or spent his time in the library. He received scholarships every year, not to mention playing games.
Guan Ju replied instantly.
【S】：Okay OvO.
Wen Song looked at the same little emoticon that Alpha sent him, and the corners of his lips involuntarily turned up.
"What are you laughing at?" Wen Xu, who was walking next to him, had just put away his phone when he saw Wen Song, who was usually taciturn and indifferent, staring at his phone and laughing.
Wen Song turned off his phone screen and put it in his pocket.
"nothing."
"Tsk." Wen Xu pouted and crossed her arms. "I don't even care to watch."
Wen Song has figured out Omega's stubborn and arrogant personality.
I wouldn't mind if the other person said something unpleasant.
He deliberately said, "You and Duan Ze—"
Wen Xu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Mind your own business, I'll handle my own affairs."
He left those words behind, quickened his pace, and hurried to his car on the side of the road.
Wen Song watched Wen Xu's sullen back and smiled silently.
Omega is very easy to understand.
It seems I'll know how to manipulate the other person in the future.
Wen Song strode to catch up with Wen Xu, and together they got into the car, which sped away in no time.
·
Since the engagement party.
Wensong begins a new life.
His chat history with Zhao Mingzhuo dates back to half a month ago.
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, nor had they been in contact privately. However, Wen Song heard from Wen Xu that Zhao Mingzhuo had now taken over Zheng Rong and become its true successor. As for that illegitimate son, he had returned to the branch company and was often targeted by Zhao Mingzhuo for various reasons. Who knows, he might not even be able to stay in the branch company after a while.
As for Chairman Zhao, he naturally protects his illegitimate son, but unfortunately, no matter what the other party says, Zhao Mingzhuo will not show any sympathy.
Wen Song only listens to these secrets of wealthy families and doesn't pay too much attention to them.
He is now busy with work and taking care of his grandmother in the hospital every day, and occasionally he also needs to find time to "date" Guan Sui.
However, this is limited to WeChat chat.
Guan Ju has been very busy lately, and you can hardly ever see her.
As for Song Lanxue's condition, it is gradually improving, and all her thresholds have returned to normal. The doctor said that after observing her for a few more days, the time for surgery can be determined.
This has put Wen Song in a pleasant state recently.
Having lived in Suicheng for so many years, my only wish is to one day restore Song Lanxue's health.
I visited many hospitals before, but it was no use. I spent two more years recovering but still couldn't have surgery. In addition to taking more than a dozen kinds of medicine every day, I also needed to have blood drawn every few days and undergo very uncomfortable conservative treatment.
Now finally—
From the moment the doctor said that she could rest and recover before the surgery date could be set, Wen Song started preparing soups and nourishing foods for Song Lanxue every day, just as the doctor had suggested.
Upon learning of this, Guan Ju took on the task and hired a nutritionist at a high price to prepare three meals a day.
"Songsong—" Song Lanxue called out after finishing her meal.
Wen Song, who came to the hospital as soon as he got off work, helped clean up the dishes. He looked up when he heard his grandmother calling him.
Song Lanxue asked, "Why haven't I seen Xiao Guan for the past two weeks?"
Wen Song paused for a moment, "He's on a business trip abroad right now. If you want to see him, you might have to wait until tomorrow or the day after."
Song Lanxue nodded: "I don't want to bother Xiao Guan since he's busy. I just feel like I'm always troubling him. I was able to have the surgery done so quickly thanks to him. I don't know what I should do to repay him."
After finishing tidying up, Wen Song sat on the edge of the bed and said, "You don't need to worry about these things."
Worried that Song Lanxue would keep thinking about it, he said, "I'll handle it."
Song Lanxue sighed, "I'm afraid you'll bear too much."
Wen Song took Song Lanxue's hand: "Just focus on your treatment."
Song Lanxue patted Wen Song's hand and got down in response:
"good."
Wen Song chatted with Song Lanxue until she took her medicine and fell asleep before leaving the hospital and taking a taxi back to her apartment.
"bite---"
The elevator doors opened, and the motion-activated lights in the corridor turned on.
As Wen Song walked out, he looked up and saw a tall figure standing at his door with a suitcase.
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