After Wen Zeli returned the phone to Assistant Li, Assistant Li, who had not yet figured out how he was suddenly involved in such a storm, hung up the phone in a flash.
Wen Zeli watched his swift and decisive movements and said lightly, "I wish Assistant Li could work just as quickly."
Assistant Li nodded and bowed, "Don't worry, President Wen. I will devote myself to the development of the Wen's Group until my death."
Wen Zeli: "That's not necessary. I'm a very humane boss."
Assistant Li agreed, "Of course, of course."
Secretary Wang stood outside the president's office, motionless like a tree, as if he was asleep.
Secretary Wang thought: It would be better to just sleep over it and forget the embarrassment just now.
The special assistant walked past him with a freshly typed document. Seeing this usually astute colleague standing there in a daze, as if struck by lightning, he reached out and patted his shoulder. "What's wrong? You look distracted?"
Secretary Wang was overcome with grief. Suddenly, she held her special assistant's hand and shed two clear tears: "I may be transferred out of management."
The special assistant was shocked and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you colluding with Chen Bairong?"
Secretary Wang, his innocence suddenly shattered, vowed to defend his reputation to the death. "What nonsense are you talking about?! I'm devoted to the Wen family. Your words have tainted my noble character, beautiful qualities, and lofty dignity."
Special Assistant: “…”
"Then why are you like this?"
Secretary Wang said, as if bereaved, "I was slacking off and Premier Wen caught me."
The special assistant understood, "Well... this is quite serious."
Secretary Wang looked at her with dead eyes: "Laugh if you want to. Don't hold it in and get sick."
The corners of the special assistant's mouth curled up, and he laughed unceremoniously, "Hahahaha, how come your luck is so bad? Secretary Wang, you're in a very dangerous situation now, but President Wen probably isn't the kind of person who would care about that. Besides, you're not at a disadvantage either. That's Muyun Pavilion, and a members-only restaurant isn't something you can go to just because you have money."
Secretary Wang: “…” Thank you, I feel comforted.
But at least I was comforted.
It took only an hour from the time Wen Zeli decided to go home to the time he actually returned home. When he passed by the garden, Wen Hangxing and the others were still playing.
The gentleman was a quiet person and didn't like noisy places. The housekeeper standing beside him was about to explain when he noticed that Wen Zeli just frowned and slowly walked towards the house.
The butler was stunned at first, and then he smiled. It seemed that the lady's influence was subtle. He had even thought about how he should resolve the dispute if the master and the young master had one. Unexpectedly, there was no conflict at all.
Lin Yitang took a nap on the sofa in the living room. The evening sky was a strange purple and yellow hue, gorgeous and colorful like a painted oil painting.
Wen Zeli stood in front of her, looking down at Lin Yitang who was sitting in an awkward position, "You've been lying at home all day today?"
Lin Yitang maintained his posture, "Yes, what for?"
Wen Zeli pursed his lips and said, "This posture of yours can easily lead to spinal misalignment, which is bad for your health."
Lin Yitang said slowly: "Oh."
Wen Zeli was speechless, a rare occurrence. He changed the subject and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to discuss something with me?"
Lin Yitang: "Ah? Is this the reason you came back?"
Wen Zeli: "Or not?"
Okay~
Lin Yitang: "The old house asked us to go back, do you want to go?"
Wen Zeli looked at her with dark eyes, "Do you want to go back?"
Lin Yitang was about to say that she had never seen him before and it was not a question of whether she would go back or not, but when she met the housekeeper's pleading eyes, she hesitated and said, "Think... think about it."
Wen Zeli looked at the housekeeper beside him and said, "Uncle Liu, pack up and go back to the old house tonight."
The butler was stunned at first, then immediately smiled and said, "Okay, sir. I'll go right away."
Lin Yitang was now less confident. "Why don't you consider it again?"
Wen Zeli said calmly, "It's time to take you back to see it. How can you marry a daughter-in-law without letting the ancestors take notice?"
When Wen Zeli and Lin Yitong first got married, they were just looking for a docile and obedient puppet to prevent those people with ulterior motives from keeping an eye on the position of the person next to him. He had no intention of taking her back, nor even introducing her to his relatives and friends.
Frankly speaking, Wen Zeli just wanted to use his money to support a trouble-free and well-behaved woman. He had never expected that he would gradually fall into her trap. Now, Wen Zeli began to regret neglecting her before. He only got a marriage certificate with her and didn't even have a wedding.
Thinking of this, Wen Zeli suddenly suggested: "Let's have a wedding after we return from the old house."
Lin Yitang refused without thinking, "No thanks."
Facing Wen Zeli's gradually deep eyes, Lin Yitang realized that her attitude was too absolute. Although the man in front of her did not show it, she could indeed feel his unhappiness.
Lin Yitang said, "The main thing is, we've been together for so long, I'm used to it. If we have another wedding, it will always feel like a second marriage."
Although this reason was far-fetched, it was still a relatively legitimate reason. Wen Zeli's expression turned from gloomy to bright.
He curled his lips and said, "You should know that I won't let you leave."
Lin Yitang immediately denied it: "Nonsense, when did I plan to leave?"
Wen Zeli: "I hope you are the best."
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