Lin Yitang saw Wen Zeli hang up the phone neatly. He knew that he was not the kind of person who would be inexplicably cold-faced. He did not blame him for answering his call without permission. He just asked curiously: "Who is calling?"
Wen Zeli: "Su Nanyi, come find Qian Yuanyuan."
Lin Yitang withdrew his gaze and could only express his sincere apologies to Su Nanyi over there. He must have been terrified after offending Boss Wen.
Lin Yitang: "It's almost time, are you free tonight?"
Wen Zeli thought about the documents on his desk and thought that most of them could be handed over to his subordinates. "I'll go with you. I'm fine."
"Where's Wen Hangxing?" Lin Yitang texted Wen Hangxing on his phone, "We're going to Yuanyuan's house for dinner tonight. Are you coming?"
Wen Hangxing's phone vibrated. It was a message from Ms. Lin. Wen Hangxing glanced at the homework spread out in front of him and replied, "No time. I still have a lot of homework to do."
Lin Yitang shrugged and said to Wen Zeli, "It's just the two of us, let's go."
The Qian family’s dinner today was comparable to a state banquet. The chefs used all their skills to serve up one fragrant Sichuan dish after another.
Qian Qiang observed the two of them. Mrs. Wen seemed quite satisfied, but Mr. Wen's expression was as calm as water, and it was impossible to tell whether he liked or disliked it.
Qian Qiang's heart was pounding, and he hesitated and asked, "Boss Wen, this food doesn't suit your taste?"
As soon as Lin Yitong saw the dishes in front of him, he knew that they were cooked according to his taste. Most of the dishes on the table were spicy, but Wen Zeli liked light food, so they were a little difficult to swallow.
Qian Qiang had reached his current position and was quite shrewd. One look at Lin Yitang's expression told him that things had been a bit hasty today. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and suggested, "Why don't I ask the kitchen to prepare a few more light dishes?"
Lin Yitang looked at his anxious expression and stopped him from getting up. "It's okay. Please give me a glass of water."
Qian Qiang looked at Wen Zeli, but he didn't dare to act rashly. Qian Yuanyuan had stayed at the Wen family for a night and had seen how Wen Zeli and Lin Yitang got along, so she pushed her father and said, "Dad, just do as Sister Yitang says."
Qian Qiang brought back a bowl of water from the kitchen. Lin watched as Lin Yitang took it and rinsed the dishes in the bowl, then put it into Wen Zeli's bowl. Wen Zeli ate it "obediently". He felt it was very magical. He didn't expect that President Wen would have such a "spoiled wife" personality at home.
Qian Qiang's doubtful eyes met his daughter's, and Qian Yuanyuan gave him a look that said "I told you so". Looking at her usually serious father's shocked look, Qian Yuanyuan felt as if she had seen a lot of things but no one could understand her. There were even more unexpected things in the relationship between President Wen and Sister Yitang. She smacked her lips, regretting that she couldn't share it.
Lin Yitang cooked several dishes for Wen Zeli, and Wen Zeli ate them all. However, she gradually discovered a problem: he would only eat when she cooked for him. If she didn't cook for him, Wen Zeli would not pick up his chopsticks.
Lin Yitang: "..." I've spoiled you so much that I don't really want to continue teasing you.
Then she found that as soon as she ignored Wen Zeli, he would radiate coldness from his whole body. Mr. Qian on the opposite side wanted to talk to him several times, but was frightened by Wen Zeli's cold attitude, and the conversation ended after a few words.
Lin Yitang couldn't bear to see Mr. Qian, an old man, being bullied by Wen Zeli. She dragged Wen Zeli's bowl over and quickly poured him some vegetables. The bowl was so full that it was almost overflowing. She decisively pushed it in front of Wen Zeli and said simply, "Eat."
Wen Zeli showed his first smile, completely losing the resentment he had just shown. "Thank you, Tangtang."
His body temperature had returned to normal, and after wiping his mouth elegantly, he asked, "What did Mr. Qian just say?"
Qian Qiang was amazed at his rapidly changing attitude and replied blankly: "Ah, I mean, President Wen and Mrs. Wen have a really good relationship. Mrs. Wen is really virtuous."
Wen Zeli's peach-shaped eyes were wrinkled and narrow, with the corners of his eyes raised. He seemed very satisfied with his words. "My wife is really good. Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Qian. By the way, regarding the cooperation that Mr. Qian mentioned at the beginning, please send a business plan to my secretary later."
Qian Qiang didn't expect that he could unexpectedly negotiate the cooperation he had always dreamed of today. Although it was not confirmed, at least he had a chance. He was flattered and said, "Thank you... Mr. Wen." He also cast a grateful glance at Lin Yitong.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the window without warning, making the glass rattle. Lin Yitong received a message from the Meteorological Bureau on his mobile phone, indicating that there was an orange warning for tonight and there might be thunder and lightning.
Lin Yitang hadn't paid much attention at first, still wondering what Wen Hangxing was doing. Suddenly, her gaze froze as the figure of Wen Hangxing, the scarred child, flashed before her.
Lin Yitang stood up suddenly, almost falling off the chair. She grabbed Wen Zeli's hand tightly, looking panicked, "Wen Hangxing is home alone. We have to go back quickly."
Even though Wen Zeli didn't quite understand why she was so anxious about Wen Hangxing, he still patted her soothingly. His deep and steady voice gave her a full sense of security. "Okay, we'll go back right away. Don't worry, he's already grown up."
"It has nothing to do with age! I'm just afraid something might happen to him!" Lin Yitong's eyes were filled with panic, and he couldn't help but tremble in his voice.
Lin Yitang was so anxious that he had no time to greet the Qian family members nearby, so he pulled Wen Zeli and ran to the car.
Qian Qiang was holding two umbrellas in his hands. He stretched out one hand to stop the two people, but he missed a step and watched them run into the rain.
Raindrops fell on their heads, wetting their hair. Waves of coolness flowed into their bodies through their collars, making them cold and damp, but this did not stop them from running.
Lin Yitang got in the car and for the first time didn't put safety first. He urged the driver, "Xiao Chen, drive faster."
The black car sped past in the rain, sending up raindrops. Lin Yitang still held Wen Zeli's hand tightly. She nervously looked out the window at the gloomy weather, praying in her heart, "I hope nothing happens to Wen Hangxing."
Wen Zeli rested Lin Yitang's head on his shoulder, his chin against hers, and said in a soft voice that seemed to carry a magical power, "Don't worry, everything will be fine. I've already asked someone to go see Wen Hangxing."
As he spoke, the next second his phone rang rapidly. He didn't know what was said on the other end. Wen Zeli's expression was cold and cruel. "Send more people. We must find him for me."
After hanging up the phone, seeing Lin Yitang's panicked eyes, he sighed but still didn't hide it from her, "Wen Hangxing is missing, Uncle Liu and the others are looking for him."
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