Lin Yitang took Qian Yuanyuan home, and Wen Zeli happened to go downstairs to get some water, and the two of them ran into each other.
Wen Zeli raised the corners of his eyes, "Tangtang is finally back. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you a little."
Lin Yitang: “…” Thank you for the invitation. You’re so nice. It hasn’t even been more than a day.
"Why aren't you talking, Tangtang? Are you still angry with me?" Wen Zeli's tone was sad, pretending to be weak.
"No, how could that be?" Lin Yitang looked at him like this, her teeth itching with hatred. Ever since she saw through Wen Zeli's true colors, he had become like this in front of her, no longer pretending. If it were just the two of them today, she would have retorted to him, but Lin Yitang looked at Qian Yuanyuan beside her and sighed helplessly. Forget it, it's better not to scare the children. Besides, she also has to save face.
Qian Yuanyuan first looked at Wen Zeli with a very astonished look, with some uncertainty and surprise in her eyes. Then she turned her head to look at Lin Yitong, and admiration instantly emerged in her eyes.
Wen Zeli looked at Lin Yitang who was about to explode but was trying hard to suppress his emotions. He smiled curiously and said, "I knew Tangtang wouldn't be willing to be angry with me."
A large number of black dots similar to tadpoles swam through Lin Yitang's heart. When it comes to being thick-skinned, he really has to admit that he is inferior to you. You are worthy of being a capitalist. You can speak without blushing or beating your heart.
Qian Yuanyuan felt a little envious for a moment, thinking that they had such a good relationship. But then she thought of her own terrible situation and her eyes dimmed.
"This is Qian Yuanyuan. She's having some discomfort, so I brought her back to live with her for a while." Lin Yitang explained to Wen Zeli while putting his arm around Qian Yuanyuan's shoulder.
Qian Yuanyuan mustered up the courage to meet those deep, cold eyes. She felt her heart tighten, almost suffocating. After just one glance, she lowered her head and timidly said, "Hello, Mr. Wen... Mr. Wen, I'm Qian Yuanyuan." But fearing Wen Zeli would think she was deliberately trying to establish a relationship, she quickly explained, "My father is Qian Liang. I've met you before at a banquet."
Wen Zeli just glanced at her lightly and looked away. For Lin Yitong's sake, he said "hmm" to indicate that he understood.
If Lin Yitang had seen him like this before today, he might have thought that he was as cold as a banished immortal and as bright as a beautiful woman. But now he already understood Wen Zeli's personality and felt that he was simply too lazy to care about others.
Seeing Qian Yuanyuan was stunned by his intimidation and still suppressing her nervous expression, Lin Yitang turned his head and held his forehead, unable to bear to watch, he simply couldn't bear to watch.
She couldn't bear to see the little girl being played around by Wen Zeli, the big-tailed wolf, so she called the housekeeper over and said, "Uncle Liu, please clean up a room for Yuanyuan." Then she turned her head and said to Qian Yuanyuan, "Follow Uncle Liu upstairs first and clean up the room while he's at it."
Qian Yuanyuan then remembered that she was slovenly and the only neat piece of clothing on her was the coat Lin Yitang had given her to wrap herself in. Her face instantly turned red and she said sheepishly, "Okay, I'll go up now."
The housekeeper waited by the side until his wife finished talking to the guest before saying to Qian Yuanyuan: "Miss Qian, come with me."
"Okay, thank you for your help." Qian Yuanyuan was nervous and polite in front of the kind-looking housekeeper. She had been from a wealthy family since she was a child and was more sensitive than ordinary people. Naturally, she understood that it was not an ordinary person who could be the housekeeper of the Wen family.
The housekeeper's smile remained unchanged, and his attitude did not change at all because of her politeness. He still said respectfully and politely: "Miss Qian, you are so polite. Please follow me."
"Put her on the east side of the second floor." Wen Zeli suddenly made arrangements.
The butler bowed slightly upon hearing this, and the smile on his lips seemed to deepen: "Yes."
When Qian Yuanyuan and the housekeeper disappeared, Lin Yitang asked him, "Why did you want her to go there?"
The second floor is where Wen Hangxing lives, but the east side is a bit like an independent floor. It is not connected to the other rooms on the second floor, but has its own independent passage leading down to the first floor.
"Madam brought someone back without saying a word. Do I have to place her on the third floor and interfere with our married life?" Although Wen Zeli was smiling, his tone was slightly cold.
Lin Yitang knew she was in the wrong, so she explained, "Yuanyuan isn't safe as a girl, and I can't just leave her on the street alone."
"Yuanyuan?" Wen Zeli pronounced the two words. The repetition of the word should have sounded affectionate, but when he uttered it, there was not a trace of warmth. Wen Zeli sneered, "You call her that in a very intimate way!"
Lin Yitang didn't know why he lost his temper, and was a little angry. "I've already explained it to you, why are you being so sarcastic here?"
Wen Zeli's face darkened even further. "Tangtang and I have been together for such a long time, and she still calls me by my name. We've only known each other for a day, and she's already calling me so intimately. Shouldn't I be angry?"
Lin Yitang's eyes widened, her tone full of disbelief, "What are you comparing yourself to her? She's just a little girl."
Wen Zeli's expression remained gloomy, as if shrouded in a thick and obvious black fog. "Then you should also change your name for me."
Lin Yitang thought to herself, wow, he was waiting for her here!
"Okay, what's your name?" Lin Yitang compromised. In terms of kindness, ten of him were not as good as Wen Zeli.
Wen Zeli looked hesitant, and he slowly uttered two words, seemingly hesitant as well, "Husband?"
"Hehe." Lin Yitong had a blank expression on his face. A handful of flames seemed to appear in his originally clear eyes, as if he wanted to burn the person in front of him to ashes immediately.
Although Wen Zeli really wanted to hear Lin Yitang call him that, he still felt that a steady and long-term relationship was better. If he and his wife had a conflict over a name today, would that be sustainable? No!
"Then...what do you think, Tangtang?" Wen Zeli asked her for her opinion, his black eyes, which were always as deep as ancient wells, revealed anticipation.
Lin Yitang sneered, "Just call him Lao Wen. We are an old couple, why are you still doing these things?" Lao Wen, Lao Wen, he was cursing by rounding it off, and he was also cursing himself.
Wen Zeli quickly averted his gaze, his mind racing, "Let's call me Hanchuan, that's my pen name." He was afraid that Lin Yitang would insist on calling him by the name that sounded like he was in his sixties or seventies in the next second.
"Hanchuan?" Lin Yitang savored the name carefully. She looked up at Wen Zeli and smiled. "A river divides distant mountains, and the autumn light is tranquil. The words Zeli and Hanchuan, one implies gentleness, courtesy, and frugality, while the other implies lofty and vastness. You seem to have neither of these qualities."
Wen Zeli didn't react to her words with emotion. He leaned against the wall behind him, his posture casual. "A name is just an expectation, not a shackle. What does it matter if I have it or not? Besides, why should I cater to other people's expectations and grow up to be something I'm not?"
Lin Yitang: "But isn't this a blessing?" You are being too conspiratorial.
A smile spread across Wen Zeli's face. He tilted his head and asked her, his dark eyes looking at her intently: "Isn't this a kind of expectation?"
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