Looking at the two people's heads almost touching each other, a hint of displeasure flashed across Wen Zeli's eyes.
He casually threw the documents on the table and said in a voice that didn't make it clear whether he was happy or angry, "Tangtang, come here."
Lin Yitang quickly winked at Wen Hangxing, "Save me."
Wen Hangxing: "..." How can I save you? My status in front of him is much lower than yours.
Seeing that she still had the heart to make eye contact with Wen Hangxing, Wen Zeli's voice became colder and he stopped calling Lin Yitang's name and said, "Come here."
Lin Yitang no longer expected anything from Wen Hangxing. He slowly moved to Wen Zeli's side and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zeli: "Aren't you planning on learning some theoretical knowledge about classical dance and then taking the professional dancer's certificate exam? How are your preparations going?"
Lin Yitang looked ashamed and said awkwardly, "It hasn't started yet."
Wen Zeli looked at her with an expression that said, "I knew it was like this," and said, "Since that's the case, I'll have Secretary Wang send you the relevant information now, and you should start taking action now."
Lin Yitang was stunned and tried to awaken Wen Zeli's conscience, "It's the weekend now!" The villain in his heart roared, "Do you know what the weekend is?!"
Wen Zeli's voice left no room for doubt. "It wouldn't hurt to prepare earlier. I can also supervise you better at home."
Lin Yitang was angry but still smiled and said, "Haha, is that so?" I endured it. For the sake of the nine million, I would do whatever the boss said.
Wen Zeli looked at Wen Hangxing, who was trying to minimize his presence, and asked, "I remember you guys should have an exam soon?"
Wen Hangxing replied sullenly, "Yeah."
Unexpectedly, this time Wen Zeli did not use his usual indifferent and routine tone. Instead, for the first time, he proposed a way to save his grades.
Wen Zeli didn't even need to guess his grades. He said directly: "Since your grades are not ideal, you need to practice more. I will ask Secretary Wang to find some tutors for you so that you don't have to stay at home doing nothing."
Wen Hangxing raised his head with an unfathomable expression, but his clear voice seemed to carry reluctance. "I don't need those people to teach me."
Wen Zeli's voice was calm, like a tyrant holding great power, "I'm not discussing this with you."
The atmosphere in the car froze instantly, as if time had stopped. Xiao Chen, who was sitting in front, was very nervous. It happened again. This scene would happen every year during the Ghost Festival.
There was a "crunching" sound coming from the car. Wen Zeli and Wen Hangxing looked over and found that Lin Yitong was carefully tearing open a bag of potato chips and eating it.
Seeing that both of them were staring at him, Lin Yitang hesitated for a moment, but still stuffed the potato chips he had just taken out into his mouth with a "crunch" sound.
Wen Zeli: “…”
Wen Hangxing: “???!!!” He is a warrior, but he actually dares to eat snacks in his father’s car, and they are potato chips?
Wen Zeli didn't know how many times he sighed today, and called out: "Tangtang."
Lin Yitang said vaguely: "What's wrong?"
Wen Zeli said: "Wen Hangxing and I are talking."
Lin Yitang said righteously: "I know, but I'm hungry."
Wen Zeli glanced at the person next to her, wondering where she had dragged out the potato chips from. Wen Hangxing asked first, "Where did you get the potato chips?"
Lin Yitang: "This is in the big bag I was carrying when I came out." Lin Yitang usually pays attention to body management and generally does not touch bulking foods or other foods with high sugar content. However, after dinner today, she felt inexplicably greedy and took out a few bags from the storage room.
Wen Hangxing pointed at the bag beside her in disbelief: "What are those?"
"No, just a few." Lin Yitang felt more and more guilty as he spoke.
"Okay." Wen Zeli interrupted their conversation. In his hand was Lin Yitang's snack bag. Wen Zeli carefully flipped through it, frowning at the no less than ten kinds of snacks inside. His tone was full of disapproval, "Tangtang, you can't eat so many snacks. Can I get you two or three kinds?"
Wen Hangxing was shocked. He tried to save his father's shaky bottom line with a sharp voice like a screaming chicken, "Dad, don't you hate it most when people eat in the car?"
Wen Zeli looked at him and asked, "Really?"
After receiving Wen Hangxing's affirmative nod, Wen Zeli said calmly, "Maybe."
Wen Hangxing: "..." What do you mean by "maybe"? It's obviously! It is!
Wen Zeli pulled his hair angrily, and saw that Wen Zeli was still looking at Lin Yitong with a questioning look, obviously waiting for her answer.
Lin Yitang remembered that all the miserable days from today were caused by this person, so he refused rebelliously: "No!"
Wen Zeli's black pupils glowed with an unknown luster. He looked at her and said, "Are you sure?"
Lin Songsong expressed his fear, so he changed his tone and said, "No...it has to be okay."
Wen Zeli withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, stretched out his white jade hand as if it was carefully carved by the Creator, picked out three small buns and handed them to Lin Yitong.
Lin Yitang looked at the tiny loaves of bread in front of her, tears of grief and indignation streaming down her face, and tried to salvage the situation: "Give me a different one." You evil capitalist, you want me to study but you also withhold my snacks. You have no heart!
Wen Zeli kept moving, slowly shaking his head, his clear voice full of rejection, "No, the others are not very healthy."
"Are crispy cookies not okay?" Lin Yitang held on to the last bit of hope.
Wen Zeli approached her and could clearly see his reflection in Lin Yitang's bright eyes. He softened his heart and said softly, "Then I can't eat crispy food when I'm talking to Wen Hangxing."
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