Chapter 8 is so considerate
Wen Song never paid any attention to Wen Xu's malicious words.
The other person is an Omega who was spoiled by his family.
His behavior and speech were completely like those of a rich young master who had never experienced the harsh realities of society.
Wen Song didn't need to argue with the other party.
First, he was too lazy; second, he didn't really want to become a member of the Wen family.
The most important point is that I don't want to cause trouble in the Wen family, but that doesn't mean I'm easy to bully. Fortunately, apart from having a sharp tongue, Wen Xu, this Omega, wouldn't do anything behind my back to frame me.
"Where is Grandpa?" Wen Song asked.
Despite his unfriendly expression, Wen Xu still extended his dignified hand and pointed to the study upstairs.
"Second floor."
Wen Song nodded and said "thank you" before stepping up the stairs.
Wen Xu, who had been speaking sarcastically and with a gloomy expression, remained silent.
They suffered another defeat.
Why is it that I never get any benefit from Wen Song?
Wen Song went upstairs and stood in front of the closed door of the study.
"Knock knock—"
He reached out and tapped lightly, then stopped and said, "Grandpa, it's me, Wen Song."
After a while, an old but powerful voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Wen Song pressed the doorknob, pushed the door open, went in, and closed it behind him.
The study is furnished in a Chinese style. Passing through the screen, you can see Mr. Wen sitting at his desk, wearing reading glasses and looking at company documents. Behind him is a wall full of books, and to his right are potted plants.
"Xiao Song, you're back," Old Master Wen said gently, putting down the documents.
Wen Song walked to the coffee table and skillfully went through the tea-making process. He poured a cup, walked to the office, placed the teacup next to Grandpa Wen, and said respectfully, "Yes, Grandpa, it's the weekend today."
"You should take a good rest. You can leave the company's affairs to your elder brother."
"Elder brother" refers to his uncle's son, who is five years older than him and currently manages a company in the Wens Group.
Grandpa Wen took off his reading glasses and put them aside, picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and showed a satisfied expression as he tasted the flavor.
Hearing Wen Song's words, he sighed, "Although the boss is currently managing all affairs in the company, I still dare not entrust many important matters directly to him. We need to wait for him to gain more experience before he can handle them."
Wen's Group is a family business, and he is not entirely comfortable handing it over to younger generations.
Moreover, there are many branches within the clan, and everyone has their own ulterior motives. It remains to be seen who is truly working for the company. His grandfather, having been through so many battles over the years, understands that interests are no match for certain bloodlines.
Many people are selfish.
Grandpa Wen believed that there was nothing wrong with "acting for oneself," but if one ignored the interests of the family and lost control of the overall situation, it would be impossible to maintain control.
Of all these younger generations, the only one he valued was Wen Xu.
Next is Wen Song.
Wen Xu may seem spoiled, but she is intelligent and her character needs to be tempered by society before she can gradually mature.
“But Grandpa, your health is the most important thing,” Wen Song said.
His dislike for the Wen family stemmed primarily from his dislike of Wen Chengfeng, the man who had abandoned his wife and children. This man, who had met Chen Yiyue in her youth in the countryside, seduced her into having a child out of wedlock, and then vanished without a trace.
In the end, Ms. Chen became depressed and passed away when Wen Song was five years old because the mark could not be washed off.
Wen Song grew up with her maternal grandmother and harbored extreme disgust for Wen Chengfeng.
After learning of his existence, Grandpa Wen tried several times to bring him back to the Wen family, but his maternal grandmother refused, and he was unwilling to come to Suicheng, a place he was unfamiliar with and had always disliked.
pity---
My grandmother is sick.
He needs money.
The Wen family treated him fairly well. Wen Song knew that half of their gratitude was out of guilt and a desire to make amends, while the other part was because he had become involved with Zhao Mingzhuo as soon as he arrived in Suicheng. The Wen family did this because they did not want to offend Zheng Rong.
Wen Song is no longer the young man who would be devoted to someone just because of a little bit of kinship.
Over the years, they've all grown up.
I know that in the so-called high society circles of Suicheng, people are constantly vying for their own interests.
Grandpa Wen smiled gently and said, "Good child."
Then she noticed a plaster on the back of Wen Song's neck and asked with concern, "What happened to your neck?"
Wen Song reached out and touched it. "It's okay, Grandpa. I've been working too long these past few days and it's a little sore."
Grandpa Wen said, "Thank you for your hard work. Aunt Yang will cook your favorite dishes for dinner. Why don't you stay at home tonight? Your room is cleaned every day."
"I have something I want to talk to you about your grandmother."
He swallowed the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue, and lowered his eyelids. "Okay, Grandpa."
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After chatting with Grandpa Wen, Wen Song played a game of Go before leaving the study.
Unexpectedly, he ran into Wen Chengfeng, who was going upstairs, as soon as he came out.
The other person is forty-five years old this year, entering middle age, but his facial features look young. The Alpha has a strong physique and works out. He is wearing a simple shirt and tie, with his suit jacket casually draped over his arm and a briefcase in his hand, showing his maturity.
Noticing someone coming out of the study, Wen Chengfeng looked up and saw that it was Wen Song.
When Wen Song saw Wen Chengfeng, he frowned slightly, didn't even bother to greet him, and simply walked past him downstairs.
Wen Chengfeng, who was relied upon by others all year round and had a strong Alpha mentality, could not stand this attitude. He shouted "Stop!" with a stern face.
Wen Xu, who was sitting on the sofa playing on her phone, was used to this and didn't even bother to lift her head.
Wen Song stopped, his expression indifferent. "Mr. Wen, is there anything I can help you with?"
Caught off guard by the title "President Wen," Wen Chengfeng's expression turned serious, and his voice sharpened, "Don't you even greet your elders at home?"
Wen Song remained expressionless. "Just for this trivial matter?"
Wen Chengfeng frowned, "Could it be your mother—"
Wen Song's eyes instantly changed, his face turning frosty as he stared at the other person, saying without fear, "What do you want to say?"
Despite being a Beta without pheromones, Wen Chengfeng was intimidated by the junior's gaze, as if the other party would not hesitate to fight him if he uttered a single bad word about Chen Yiyue.
He was completely different from Wen Song, who usually seemed docile and ignored him.
Wen Song suppressed his barely contained anger and sneered, "Mr. Wen, don't you feel any remorse when you mention my mother? If I were you, I wouldn't be able to sleep well for the rest of my life, after all, you were the one who caused her fate."
Wen Chengfeng: "I—"
Wen Song was too lazy to listen to the other person and interrupted directly, "Sorry, I don't have time to recall your past crimes."
"You should repent yourself."
After saying that, he turned and went down the stairs without looking back.
Wen Chengfeng stood on the stairs, watching Wen Song's retreating figure, both angry and unsure how to curse him.
Finally, he just angrily exclaimed, "You little brat, you've really gone too far!"
Wen Song was no longer bothered by these titles. When he was a child, he was often called "bastard," "fatherless child," "mongrel," and other unpleasant words. The term "little brat" did not stir up his calm emotions at all.
A word from a blood relative's father is nothing.
Wen Xu, who was nestled on the sofa, saw Wen Song leave the living room to water the flowers in the front yard. She pouted, lowered her eyelids, and continued playing on her phone.
Wen Song always argues with Wen Chengfeng whenever she comes to the Wen family. She's used to it. Despite being related by blood, they don't like each other.
One reason is that they feel having an illegitimate child is a dark part of their past;
One reason was that he harbored resentment towards the other person for causing his mother's death.
If it weren't for Old Master Wen's wish for Wen Song to acknowledge his ancestors, the two would never have had any interaction.
evening.
With Grandpa Wen present during the meal, aside from the awkward atmosphere, no one said anything unpleasant or offensive.
Wen Song also ate his meal quietly.
At this moment, Grandpa Wen spoke up, "Xiao Xu, there's an auction in a few days, take your brother to check it out."
Despite his reluctance, Wen Xu had no choice but to comply, since it was the old man's order.
"Okay, Grandpa."
Wen Song lowered his eyelids and said, "Okay, Grandpa."
The others, not daring to disobey the old man, remained silent and offered no opinion.
After finishing his meal, Wen Song went straight to his room without lingering in the living room.
His room at the Wen family home was cleaned by servants every day.
All you need to do is take a shower and change into your pajamas before you can lie down and rest.
Last night's strenuous exercise exhausted me, leaving my whole body aching. Today, I also had to maintain a good mood, leaving me completely drained. I even felt like my back didn't belong to me anymore.
To use a phrase from the internet, it's like "a ribbonfish that's been dead for three months."
After taking a shower, Wen Song planned to throw the clothes she had just taken off into the laundry basket.
As soon as I picked it up, a box fell directly to the ground from my pocket.
Upon seeing this, Wen Song bent down, picked it up, and carefully examined what the medicine in the box actually was.
—Birth control pills.
All medications have some degree of toxicity. With rapid societal development, expensive birth control pills with no side effects have gradually appeared on the market. Betas are not as vulnerable as Omegas, so taking medication poses virtually no harm to them.
Besides, it was only once.
"How considerate," Wen Song exclaimed.
Perfect, saves him the trouble of buying it.
He took out one pill, walked to the table, opened a bottle of mineral water, and swallowed it with the water. He wrapped the remaining pills in a tissue and threw them directly into the trash can. He would never need them again, so there was no need to keep them as spares.
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