"Hmm!"
"I'm really drunk, my head hurts so much."
After sobering up, Chen Luo felt a throbbing pain in his head, accompanied by waves of heartbeats.
Under the influence of this pain, he really wanted to temporarily remove his head and put it back on when the pain subsided.
Those who frequently get drunk certainly know that this pain feels like someone is separating your body from your soul; that invisible tearing sensation causes your body and soul to suffer extremely terrifying torment.
Rubbing his temples, Chen Luo opened his eyes, wanting to get some water, but when he looked up, he saw Wen Wan standing in front of him, looking at him with a very strange expression, as if she wanted to laugh.
"Wan'er, pour me some water, I'm dying of thirst."
Wen Wan helped Chen Luo up and poured him a cup of tea, bringing it to his lips.
Chen Luo took the water glass and gulped it down, finishing the entire glass in just a few seconds.
It was only then that he came to his senses. Wait a minute, wasn't he drinking with the old man? Where was he?
Chen Luo glanced at himself, lying on a rosewood sofa. Looking around, he realized it wasn't Wan'er's room.
Bookshelves were everywhere, more than a dozen in total, and the air was filled with the scent of ink.
"Wait a minute, Wan'er, where is this? Wasn't I just having a great time drinking with Grandpa?"
Wen Wan couldn't hold back any longer and poked Chen Luo's forehead with her finger with a wry smile.
"This is my father's study."
Do you even know what crazy thing you just did?!
"Huh? What did I do?"
Chen Luo tried hard to recall, but he couldn't remember how the old man's few bottles of Moutai were so strong that they made him black out.
All his memories were of drinking happily with Wen Qingyang, downing five or six cups in a row, and then he remembered nothing more.
"What did I do? Did I flip the table?"
Wen Wan shook her head, and Chen Luo suddenly thought of a very terrifying possibility.
"I...I didn't get drunk and hit the old man, did I?"
No, not at all.
Fortunately, Wenwan's gentle reply made Chen Luo breathe a sigh of relief.
"Phew! That scared me to death!"
But Wen Wan's next words made him nervous again.
"But right now, my grandfather is still getting a medical check-up at the clinic."
"Huh? No, Wan'er, tell me, what exactly did I just do?"
Just as Wen Wan was about to speak, she saw Wen Tao walk in carrying a can of tea.
"It's nothing, I just got my old man drunk and he wanted to bring you here to steal some wine. He almost got drunk and ended up in the hospital."
Chen Luo was stunned when Wen Tao finished saying the word "that's all".
"No, Wan'er, what your uncle said, is it true?"
"Of course it's true!"
Wen Wan, unusually gentle, poked Chen Luo's forehead and spoke in a nagging tone, sounding annoyed.
"I never knew you could drink so much before. You're still so wild after drinking. You were acting like brothers with the old man in front of everyone, arm in arm, about to steal some wine."
"The old man almost fell over because of your pull. Luckily, you instinctively cushioned his fall, or you would have been finished!"
"Wan'er, stop poking me, my head is going to explode."
Chen Luo covered his head and lowered it, unsure whether it was from the pain or from unbearable shame.
"Alright, alright, nothing serious happened after all, Wan'er, please stop scolding him."
Wen Tao beckoned to Chen Luo: "Come here, I'll make you a cup of tea to sober you up."
Seeing that his future father-in-law was giving him a way out, Chen Luo quickly moved closer to the tea table.
Wen Tao quickly brewed the tea and handed it to Chen Luo, who picked up the teacup and gently blew on it.
After taking a sip of tea, a refreshing fragrance immediately filled my mouth, washing away the smell of alcohol and instantly clearing my somewhat groggy head.
"Uncle, is this tea?"
"This was given to me by an old comrade-in-arms from Lingnan. It's good for sobering up. I drink it often too."
Wen Wan, who was standing next to her, also drank a cup of tea. After putting down her teacup, she began to explain.
“This is my father’s treasured wine, something ordinary people can’t get their hands on. Last time a big shot from the central government came, my father only took out an ounce or two for him to taste.”
Goodness, is this a special edition? You probably can't buy this even if you have the money.
"Alright, we're all family, it's just a cup of tea, no need to overthink it."
Wen Tao smiled as he looked at Chen Luo, his admiration deepening.
"Chen Luo, I'm actually very curious, how did you manage to become so familiar with our old man in such a short time?"
“Even though I am the current head of the Wen family and his eldest son, my father has never drunk with me so recklessly even once.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Luo glanced at Wen Wan, paused, and then spoke.
“Uncle, it’s very simple. The old man just wants you to treat him as an ordinary old man, and only wants you to treat him as a father, not as your tool, or as a treasure mountain to be inherited.”
"He just wants to enjoy the simple pleasures of family life like any other elderly person, living a normal life with his children and grandchildren, instead of you always treating him with trepidation."
After hearing this, Wen Tao fell into deep thought. After more than ten seconds of silence, Wen Tao smiled again.
"It's a very simple principle, but even if those of us who are in the thick of it can understand it, we can't put it into practice."
"Only you can achieve this: being without desire makes you strong, being without desire makes you strong."
"You have no demands of the old man, which is why you can maintain such a calm mind and composure."
"Not bad, not bad."
Hearing Wen Tao's praise, Chen Luo scratched his head shyly.
I only had one drink, and I almost caused the old man to end up in the hospital. I still got praised for it. I really feel a little guilty.
"Alright, tomorrow night is our Wen family's banquet. I'll call the fifth brother back too, and Chen Luo, you'll come as well."
"By the way, Wan'er, take Chen Luo to see your mother later."
...
The Wen family's old residence, Wen Shao's small courtyard.
Wen Shao stood at the doorway, looking down at a crack on the ground.
At this moment, his hands trembled slightly, and the unease and jealousy in his heart burned like flames.
"Chen Luo! Chen Luo."
He whispered Chen Luo's name twice, and a chilling murderous intent flashed in Wen Shao's eyes.
"Very good, very good!"
"You now have the right to be destroyed by my full power. You should feel honored."
He took his phone out of his pocket and pressed the call button.
"Tang Xiwei, within three days, go all out and eliminate their vanguard! Destroy their initial preparations!"
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