Wen Hangxing returned home with a cold face, just in time to see Lin Yitang walking in front of him, sweating profusely.
Wen Hangxing quickly walked over and took the bag from her hand. "Ms. Lin, did you go out to scavenge? How did you get yourself into such a mess?"
Lin Yitang patted his head and said, "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. I went out to practice dancing. I'm going to be on the show soon, so I have to practice harder."
Hiss, there is also this matter.
Wen Hangxing's already not-so-good mood became even more irritable, and he said with a hint of anger, "Can't you just not go?"
Lin Yitang raised her hand and waved it away like a fly, "Don't come here, don't hinder my path to becoming a female star."
Wen Hangxing walked forward with his head down in frustration, not wanting to say another word to this woman.
Lin Yitang moved closer to him curiously, "No way? Are you really that reluctant to leave me?"
Wen Hangxing said sullenly, "Ms. Lin, please stay away from me. You're being a bit noisy now."
Wen Hangxing really looked a little unhappy, but at least his originally unruly hair now fell neatly on both sides, adding a bit of gentleness to his temperament.
Hmm, it seems like you really don’t want to go out to work by yourself.
Lin Yitang stroked the fur of a puppy to comfort him, "I'll only be gone for a week. I'll be home after the show is recorded. Besides, if I'm not at home, Junqi and Xiaosui don't like desserts, so the snacks in the refrigerator and the sweets made by Wang's wife can be enjoyed by you all. Your treatment at home will be upgraded by several levels. Aren't you satisfied?"
Wen Hangxing was short of breath. Did she really think he cared about those desserts?
Facing her clear and penetrating eyes, Wen Hangxing barely suppressed his emotions and said indifferently, "Go if you want to."
Lin Yitang looked at him and smiled secretly.
123 once warned her that Wen Hangxing was a somewhat paranoid bipolar patient, which meant that when the external environment influenced his mood to become manic or depressed, his thinking would become more rigid and he would be in a self-centered vortex for a long time.
Just now, Lin Yitang clearly felt that he was in a low mood, and even had a vague premonition that he would not compromise easily, but at the last moment, Wen Hangxing pulled the reins that had escaped in time and returned to normal.
Lin Yitang was very pleased about this, as it showed that her efforts these days were not in vain and Wen Hangxing's condition was gradually improving.
"Okay, come back and bring me some gifts. I heard the seafood there is pretty good, I'll pick out some nice ones for you myself then."
Wen Hangxing clutched the package tightly, then cheered up and replied, "Shouldn't we pick out some delicious ones?"
Lin Yitang felt the breeze blowing against his body, stretched himself and said, "I prefer nice-looking ones."
Wen Hangxing: "...Okay."
When they reached the end of the corridor, Lin Yitang waved at him, "You go to the main hall first. I need to go upstairs to change my clothes."
Just when she had taken a few steps, a hesitant voice suddenly came from behind her, "Just bring it to me?"
Lin Yitang tilted his head and said with a smile: "Of course not, but I can bring you the most special gift."
Meeting Wen Hangxing's dark eyes, Lin Yitang placed his hand on his forehead and said, "I promise."
Wen Hangxing retracted his gaze and slowly responded, "Okay."
Since she promised to bring him the most special gift, he is still the most important and special one in her heart.
Wen Hangxing recalled the bright eyes of Ms. Lin when she mentioned dancing just now, and sighed: Forget it, since she likes it, I will protect her from behind and let her do this.
Wen Hangxing walked slowly into the main hall and saw Ji Bo smiling and talking to the old man, holding a brown paper bag that looked very familiar to him.
Wen Hangxing walked over and just in time heard Ji Bo say with a smile, "This is the handmade snack that Madam brought back yesterday. I didn't expect we still have one. Madam really thinks of us all the time. I think it tastes pretty good. Don't you always dislike these sweet things, old man? How about I take it back to my little grandson?"
Old Master Wen said indifferently, "They are all sweets. Eating too much is bad for your health. Naturally, I don't like them very much."
The housekeeper's smile deepened when he heard this. Just as he was about to take the brown paper bag away, he was pulled back by someone and couldn't move.
housekeeper:"???"
He kept smiling and tugged at the bag tentatively, but there was always an opposing force stopping him.
The housekeeper took a quick look and saw that the old man pretended not to care, but was actually holding the other end of the bag tightly with his hand.
He called out tentatively, "Old man?"
Old Master Wen coughed lightly and said, "Your grandson is already grown up. If children eat too much of these, they will easily get cavities. Let's put them here for now."
The housekeeper wanted to say that their family strictly controlled the children's sweet intake, and that these handmade snacks were all sugar substitutes, so they weren't harmful. But seeing the old man's expression of pretending to be indifferent but clearly reluctant to let go, the housekeeper resignedly let go and said, "You're right. I'll leave it here for now."
After saying that, she gave another worried reminder, cleverly giving Old Man Wen a way out, "Old Man, why don't you try some? The sweets Madam brought back don't have a high sugar content. You can try them as long as you control the amount."
Before he could finish, Mr. Wen quickly replied, "I understand."
After saying this, both of them felt a little embarrassed.
The housekeeper looked at the old man and sighed inwardly. He had already paved the steps, but he couldn't stand your impatience.
Mr. Wen waved his hand and said, "Go down, there's nothing for you to do here."
The butler caught a glimpse of Wen Hangxing and said, "Okay, the young master is back just in time. You two can chat first. I won't disturb you two."
The housekeeper left in a rage. Wen Hangxing recalled the scene just now and gave his grandfather, who he always remembered as serious and stubborn, a complicated look. Then he asked inappropriately, "Are the sweets in the bag delicious?"
Mr. Wen: “…”
This person really has no tact at all, and he keeps bringing up things that are not related to the topic.
The grandfather and grandson sat facing each other on the armchair, and the atmosphere between them was a little quiet. They were obviously blood relatives, but the way they got along was like that of a general and a soldier with clear hierarchy.
Mr. Wen spoke first: "I haven't seen you for a while. How is your condition?"
Wen Hangxing's good mood was overshadowed. "I'm taking medicine now. I don't feel as bad as before."
Elder Wen was relieved, but his expression remained emotionless. "Then just hold on. I was worried that your condition would worsen as the medicine wore off, but I didn't expect there would be such a pleasant surprise. We've already contacted the military this year. If you can't control yourself, they'll send you over. Now it seems we can put this matter on hold."
Wen Hangxing sneered, and the submissive expression he had when facing Lin Yitang was replaced by a casual one. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm really sorry that I couldn't fulfill your wish."
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