Chapter 35 Our Relationship Isn't That Good
It was only after Wen Song arrived in Suicheng that he learned of the Wen family's situation. The century-old business had long been plagued by parasites that were slowly eroding the financial chain, and some of the uncles and elders even wanted to collude with outsiders to share the spoils.
Everyone here is "selfish," thinking about working hard for their own small families, not the Wen family as a whole.
For example, Wen Chengfeng was the same.
But Wen Chengfeng was not acting for his family, but for himself.
Both of their previous Omegas died after giving birth to their children, as if the other party had treated them like tools.
Therefore, Wen Xu and Wen Chengfeng had a very bad relationship.
Although it's not to the point where we have to argue with each other every day, we tend to ignore each other's existence. Even though we live under the same roof, we don't exchange more than ten words a year.
Wen Song softened his attitude towards Wen Xu slightly because he understood the connection between them.
“Grandpa, don’t worry,” Wen Xu comforted him. “You can leave this to your eldest brother.”
Grandpa Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't count on your uncles and aunts. Now, only your eldest brother, you, and Wen Song can put my mind at ease. I know that there is hope for the company if you take over in the future."
Wen Song remained silent and did not give a reply.
He felt no ripples or waves in his heart at the old man's words.
He has nothing to do with anything in the company.
“Grandpa, don’t worry,” Wen Xu said, “I will join the company after I graduate.”
Upon hearing this, Old Master Wen smiled and said, "That's good!"
Wen Xu glanced at Wen Song, who was sitting opposite him without saying a word, her eyes filled with other emotions. After lowering her gaze, she turned back to chat with the old man about the interesting things that had happened recently.
As for Wen Song—
He sat there attentively, listening without interrupting.
He only speaks when asked a question.
"Buzz—" The cell phone in my pocket vibrated.
Wen Song took it out and saw that it was a video call from Guan Ju.
This is the first time the other party has not sent a message but instead sent him a video call.
My heart skipped a beat.
Subconsciously, she looked up at Wen Xu and the old man who were talking.
Sitting in the middle, Old Master Wen noticed Wen Song's gaze and glanced at the vibrating phone in the other's hand. He noticed it was a video call and asked, "Did Mingzhuo call you? You can answer it if you're in a hurry."
Wen Song clicked "no" and slowly put her phone back in her pocket.
"No rush."
"It's nothing."
Wen Xu's gaze lingered on him for several seconds before shifting away.
At this moment, Grandpa Wen asked, "How have you and Mingzhuo been getting along lately?"
Wen Song hadn't expected the old man to ask this question now.
That's normal.
His "romantic relationship" with Zhao Mingzhuo brought considerable benefits to the Wen family.
Mr. Wen was pleased with this and repeatedly encouraged him and Zhao Mingzhuo to further their relationship.
"It's fine," Wen Song lied without batting an eye.
Grandpa Wen nodded: "That's good. Once your relationship is more stable, you can consider marriage after dating for a few more years."
Wen Song: ""
Hearing the old man's words, he wanted to retort, but before he could speak, Wen Xu said, "Whether Zhao Mingzhuo is a reliable Alpha is still uncertain. Who knows if he can settle down in the end?"
Grandpa Wen disagreed: "Why can't they settle down? They're in a relationship now. If Wen Song puts in a little effort, they can make it to the end."
As Alphas living in a different era, their stubborn beliefs are the opposite of those of young people. They believe that Betas and Omegas are appendages of Alphas, and that the inability to retain Alphas is due to their incompetence.
Wen Song had long understood that the old man, who had been in power in the Wen family for so many years, must be based on the idea of Alpha's absolute power, and that everyone around him, whether Beta or Omega, was just a tool. Wen Chengfeng was a perfect successor to this idea.
He knew that the old man was disappointed when he learned that he was a Beta, but now that the Wen family was in a mess, people who have reached a certain age think about "family reunion", so he recognized him and gave him the identity of the young master of the Wen family.
Wen Song knew the purpose behind it.
People always have two sides, good and bad.
Wen Song didn't expect Old Master Wen's thinking to change or be understood, but that didn't mean he would blindly accommodate or lower his own stance.
The good deeds done by others will be magnified infinitely, provided that the other party has not done anything bad to them.
“Wen Song is a Beta,” Wen Xu said mercilessly. “How could Zhao Mingzhuo, a powerful prince, possibly be interested in him?”
"Don't invest too much emotion in yourself, or you might get dumped and end up crying somewhere."
"What if Zhao Mingzhuo is as cunning as a pineapple and wants to use Wen Song to bleed our Wen family dry? These young masters start using each other once they inherit the family business, so don't expect them to bring us much benefit."
"Grandpa, do you think I'm right?" Wen Xu asked.
Old Master Wen frowned, wanting to say something to Wen Xu after the first few sentences, but when it came to the Wen family, he swallowed his words and simply said, "What you said makes some sense."
Zheng Rong's influence and appeal in Suicheng are much stronger than the Wen family's. If they really wanted to annex or win him over, it would be very easy. Even in a cooperative relationship, companies should be wary of each other to avoid being taken advantage of.
The Wen family is currently in complete chaos. Whether Zhao Mingzhuo's intervention will help stabilize the situation or allow him to reap the benefits is anyone's guess.
Wen Song remained silent throughout.
He remained completely unmoved by Wen Xu's seemingly sarcastic words.
He knew that the other party was warning him not to trust Zhao Mingzhuo too much, while also helping to get out of a predicament with Old Master Wen.
What exactly is the meaning behind Wen Xu's actions today?
What secrets is Zhao Mingzhuo hiding that he doesn't know about?
Wen Song didn't understand.
but---
You absolutely have to be careful.
"Xiao Song, be careful," Grandpa Wen instructed, "Don't let yourself get taken advantage of outside."
"Although our Wen family cannot compare to Zheng Rong's, as a member of the Wen family, you absolutely cannot lose face, understand?"
Wen Song nodded slightly: "Understood, Grandpa."
Seeing this, Old Master Wen nodded in satisfaction, then sighed, "Now the Wen family can only rely on you youngsters to make something of yourselves. Don't let me down."
They exchanged a few more words briefly until the old man had to return to his study to handle official business, at which point the conversation ended.
The two stood in front of the sofa and watched as Old Master Wen went upstairs and entered the study.
After closing the door.
Wen Song looked away and said to Wen Xu, "Thank you."
Wen Xu, hands in her pockets, turned her head to look at him, puzzled. "Why are you suddenly saying 'thank you' to me? What I just said wasn't to help you out of that situation; it was simply because I didn't want you to embarrass the Wen family in public. Besides, I didn't say anything wrong. You're just a Beta, while Zhao Mingzhuo, an Alpha with such a high pheromone level, will definitely marry an Omega in the future. You—"
Wen Song remained expressionless: "I know."
She paused for a moment, then looked up at Wen Xu, whose face was full of arrogance, and said, "But I haven't said thank you yet."
Wen Xu: ""
I don't care what you thank me for.
"Thank God or whatever, just don't thank me."
"We're not that close yet."
After saying that, Wen Xu frowned, her lips twitched slightly, and she glanced at Wen Song out of the corner of her eye before turning to leave.
Before leaving, I accidentally bumped my calf against the coffee table, making a clattering sound. I gasped, steadied the coffee table, and quickly left.
Judging from her demeanor, it seemed like she really didn't want to be in the same space as Wen Song.
In fact—
Wen Song chuckled softly and shook his head helplessly.
Seemingly remembering something she had overlooked, she picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, thought it over again and again, and finally opened Guan Sui's chat box and sent him a message.
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