Wang Weichu didn't answer Cen Yao until the end.

He slumped in the quilt.

The positive emotions that others have given him are pitifully barren.

But even so...

The poor worm is not just a piece of honey that falls from the sky, and can rush on it and eat it.

Poor people who have nothing, will still be afraid...

A "click" sounded.

Cen Yao came out of the bathroom with a body of water vapor.

Wang Weichu tugged at the quilt, a little afraid to look at him.

But Cen Yao walked slowly to the side of the bed and bent over to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor. Looking at Wang Weichu's point of view, he can just catch a glimpse of his smooth and powerful back.

He watched Cen Yao slowly put on his trousers, then his shirt, button by button. Wang Weichu's eyes slid up unconsciously.

Then he abruptly sat up from the quilt, and hurriedly said, "There are traces on it..."

"Huh?" Cen Yao glanced down and pointed to the white marks on his shirt: "You said this?"

Wang Weichu's neck was all red.

He has been relatively white for more than a year, and when he is red, he is particularly eye-catching.

Cen Yao put on a suit jacket and buttoned a button, blocking most of the traces.

"All right."

Wang Weichu's eyes widened.

He remembered what Cheng's mother said about Cen Yao's cleanliness the day before, where is the cleanliness?

Cen Yao walked over and pulled Wang Weichu back to the bed: "Sleep a little longer. I'll bring you something to eat later."

Wang Weichu was stunned: "I want to go back..."

"Go back to that guest room?" Cen Yao's tone was unhurried: "No. ... Cheng Shuwen and Feng Xun, they are all downstairs. There are servants in the corridor."

Wang Weichu gritted his teeth.

A little regret.

Cen Yao said lightly: "If you go back to Cen's house with me directly today, there will be no more trouble."

Cen's family?

For him, it was just another unfamiliar and unattainable place.

Wang Weichu shook his head without thinking.

Cen Yao also knew that it was impossible to abduct people back in one day.

He no longer mentioned the sentence just now, and instead said: "Stay here obediently, no one dares to come in."

Wang Weichu had no choice but to tighten the quilt again and lie down.

Cen Yao got up and walked out, and when the door closed with a "click", Wang Weichu realized how crazy he had done.

He was a little ashamed and a little scared, but there was a strange and inexplicable ease in his heart, as if the grievances and depressions that had been pressing on him had all dissipated.

Cheng Shuwen was waiting for Cen Yao downstairs.

But he didn't know that Cen Yao and I slept together...

Wang Weichu covered his face.

I'm so bad.

Last night, Cen Yao turned his cell phone to silent, so as not to disturb Wang Weichu's rest.

Wang Weichu's cell phone was lying on the sofa, and it turned on and off, but no one picked it up in the end. On the other hand, Wang Weichu covered his face, and the feeling of drowsiness quickly struck him again.

Wang Weichu burrowed deeper into the quilt and closed his eyes, but his breath still seemed to be the breath of Cen Yao.

...

Cen Yao went downstairs.

Feng Xun immediately stood up: "Young Master Cen!"

The rest of the people also got up and greeted him.

Cheng Shuwen then smiled and said, "Did I disturb you in the morning?"

"Yeah." Cen Yao responded coldly, then took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking his assistant to bring him new clothes.

"I forgot..." Cheng Shuwen patted his head and said quickly: "You love cleanliness the most, and you definitely don't like wearing yesterday's clothes the next day. But you've been abroad for too long and you've grown taller. A lot, my mother doesn't know how to prepare clothes for you."

Cen Yao didn't answer.

Cheng Shuwen was a little embarrassed.

Feng Xun quickly regained the atmosphere and said, "Is Cen Shao free today? Let's get together?"

"Yes, Lao Lin opened a high-end club, which is different from the one he played outside. It's very interesting." Someone else spoke next to him.

"No time." Cen Yao said.

"Okay." The others weren't angry either. They looked at the young man in front of them. The masculinity was dignified and indifferent. Instead, they obeyed each other more unconsciously than before.

"Then when you are free..."

Cen Yao then glanced at Cheng Shuwen and said coldly, "I'm almost free."

Cheng Shuwen was suddenly caught by Cen Yao's eyes, and he was a little happy in his heart. Cen Yao must be very busy when he returns to China, and many affairs of the Cen family are entrusted to him. So Cen Yao is making time for him to gather?

Cen Yao stopped a maid: "Go and prepare some food."

The maid asked, "Is it still porridge?"

"Yeah. Prepare some other side dishes."

The maid hurried to the kitchen.

Others quickly said with concern: "Cen Shao's stomach is not feeling well?"

"I just came back, I'm not satisfied with the soil and water."

Cen Yao sat down on the sofa, made a few more calls and went out.

The others listened quietly, vaguely feeling that Cen Yao was different from before. In the past, Cen Yao had no interest in doing business, and it was also mandatory for the Cen family to go abroad to study for an MBA. But at this moment, they listened to Cen Yao giving orders in an orderly manner, mixed with some financial words...

A few rich second-generation condescending sons were still a little at a loss for a while.

When Cen Yao finished the call, his assistant also arrived.

Cen Yao took the clothes, turned around and went upstairs.

Cheng Shuwen didn't think anything was wrong, but he was even happier.

I feel that Cen Yao has not changed, he is still very close to the Cheng family, and takes this place as his own.

Cen Yao opened the door and walked in, and Wang Weichu was awakened immediately.

"Change clothes." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu took a closer look, and two new suits were placed there.

One is black and one is white. The white set is obviously bigger.

He pointed to the black suit: "For me?"

"Well." Cen Yao had already taken off his shirt and started changing into new clothes.

Wang Weichu turned his face away, still not daring to look.

"I'll come up later and get dressed myself." Cen Yao said.

Wang Weichu nodded quickly: "Well."

He was afraid that Cen Yao would even help him get dressed for a while, because Cen Yao helped him in the shower before. After washing, I pressed him against the bathroom wall again.

Thinking of this, Wang Weichu quickly stopped his thoughts and raised his hand to squeeze his earlobe.

It was terribly hot.

Cen Yao went downstairs to get food.

A cup of porridge, a cup of soup, and three side dishes, paired with a rice roll.

Looking at Cen Yao's figure going upstairs, everyone look at me, I look at you, and said embarrassingly: "Cen Yao doesn't seem to have time to talk to us today."

"Brother Cheng, do you have to go to the company later?"

Cheng Shuwen originally planned to use today to catch up with Cen Yao. But Cen Yao obviously hasn't reversed the jet lag...

"Well, let's go. Wait a few days when Cen Yao is free." Cheng Shuwen stood up.

The others nodded and went out together.

Cen Yao held the tray with one hand, pressed the door handle, and entered the door.

Then it turned and locked.

Wang Weichu hurriedly turned around with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

His neckline was wide open, and he was clutching his tie, as if he didn't know how to tie it.

Cen Yao put down the food, strode to his side, and took the tie: "I'm coming."

Wang Weichu said embarrassedly, "I accidentally tore off a button just now."

Cen Yao grabbed something from the table, but Wang Weichu didn't see it clearly.

Waiting for him to say goodbye, Wang Weichu looked down-

It was the emerald brooch that Cen Yao had pinned to his chest the day before. It is now firmly buttoned up on the shirt.

"It's beautiful." Cen Yao said lightly.

Wang Weichu didn't know whether Cen Yao was complimenting gemstones, or was he complimenting... him?

The brooch was pinned under Wang Weichu's neck instead of buttons.

It was as if an ornament had fallen there.

Cen Yao raised his hand and rubbed the gem face, then moved up suddenly and rubbed his Adam's apple.

Wang Weichu's body went numb, so embarrassed that he almost jumped up.

Cen Yao bowed his head and kissed his neck.

Wang Weichu blushed and was about to dodge when Cen Yao let go of him and said, "Tie the tie later, sit down and eat first."

Wang Weichu's heart beat fast.

He clenched his fingers and hurriedly sat down in front of the coffee table.

Cen Yao always has a lot of small movements.

Those little actions always gave him the illusion that the other party seemed to cherish him very much.

I shouldn't have such an illusion. Wang Weichu whispered in his heart, then buried his head and picked up the spoon.

"Drink porridge and eat less of the rest." Cen Yao rolled up his sleeves and put the porridge in front of him.

Wang Weichu held the bowl and looked at the dishes.

At the dinner table yesterday, Cen Yao was extremely picky. Do these foods... really suit his appetite?

When Wang Weichu raised his head, he saw that Cen Yao had already taken the chopsticks, lowered his head and started eating slowly.

Seeing him looking at it, Cen Yao paused and asked, "Want to eat?"

Wang Weichu nodded vaguely.

In order not to be discovered, there was another person hidden in the room, and naturally there was only one pair of tableware.

Cen Yao held his chopsticks and tapped the rice roll in front of him: "This?"

Wang Weichu nodded.

But after nodding, it felt too troublesome.

He couldn't bite down on the rice roll, and there was still a little juice on it, maybe it would get all over the place...

When Wang Weichu was thinking about it, Cen Yao had already clamped it, and the other hand was attached below and brought to his mouth.

As if treating him like a child.

Wang Weichu took a bite.

Cen Yao ate the rest with his backhand, and he said lightly, "You can't eat more."

Wang Weichu had never shared food with others like this.

He opened his mouth to say that I wasn't that vulnerable. But think about it and close it again. Why isn't he so vulnerable? Because no one will take care of him.

The meal was eaten slowly by the two of them, and took almost an hour.

Then Cen Yao put a tie on him.

The tie hangs down just enough to block the gem.

Wang Weichu looked in the mirror and breathed a sigh of relief. The brooch on Cen Yao's body came to him, how can I say this?

After eating, Cen Yao used his mobile phone to simply handle the affairs.

Wang Weichu curled up on the sofa and picked up his mobile phone. When he looked at it, he realized that there were five missed calls on it. Four were from Jin Yao and one was from his father Wang Qingzhi.

Wang Weichu first called back Jin Yao's number.

"Hey!" The other end answered quickly: "Are you alright? I'm so anxious. Did something happen to you?"

Wang Weichu lowered his voice and said, "I'm fine. It's just that my phone was accidentally muted."

"..." Jin Yao paused for a few seconds before speaking again: "It's okay? Mr. Cheng's heart Bai Yueguang has come to visit Cheng's house. Are you okay? What did he say when he saw you?"

What did you say?

Say you like me.

Wang Weichu moved, turned his back to Cen Yao, and lowered his voice: "...Nothing."

Of course Jin Yao didn't believe it, and asked again, "Didn't Cheng always blame you?"

Cen Yao put down his phone and stared at Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu seemed to have sensed something, and he hurriedly said a few words to the other end, then hung up the phone.

Jin Yao held the phone and paused.

... This was the first time Wang Weichu hung up on him.

Wang Weichu hung up the phone on his forefoot, and the phone rang again on his back. He looked down, but it was his father who called.

Wang Weichu hesitated for a moment, but still accepted.

"Have you seen Cen Yao?" The other end hurriedly opened his mouth.

"what."

"Well, Dad tell you. No matter what you see or hear, you have to pretend you didn't see or hear it. Understand?"

Wang Weichu clenched his phone tightly: "...what?"

"Oh... well, Dad will make it clearer to you. Who is Cen Yao? The only son of the Cen family. Do you know a little about the Cen family? The Cheng family and our family together are no match for others. Cheng Shuwen Well, I have liked Cen Yao for a long time. If you saw it, you are a big man, you can't be jealous of pantothenic acid, right? Don't offend Cen Yao for nothing, even the Cheng family..."

Wang Weichu's eyes were lost for a moment.

Oh.

It turned out that what Cen Yao said was true.

Everyone knew what was going on, but they still got him to the Cheng family as a shield.

Cen Yao watched Wang Weichu's head drop a little bit.

Like a small animal instinctively arching its back to protect itself.

Cen Yao got up.

The other end of the phone was still talking: "Did you hear that? Back then, my father put a lot of effort into letting you go to Cheng's house and have a good life. Be smart, don't cause trouble for the family. Say in front of Shao Cen. A few nice words... Doesn't your father have to keep his face down when doing business?"

Wang Weichu's throat choked.

Cen Yao sat down next to him and hooked his waist.

Wang Weichu was startled, sad and uncomfortable, but was suppressed in an instant.

Cen Yao kissed the side of his neck.

Wang Weichu was so nervous that his toes were curled up, and his hands unconsciously grasped Cen Yao's suit pants.

Wang Qingzhi on the other end was still chattering, how to please Cen Yao, what kind of quirks this eldest young master has, everything Cheng Shuwen said, just follow it and so on...

so close.

Can Cen Yao hear the voice on the phone?

Wang Weichu's heart twitched, and he always felt that his father's face suddenly became extraordinarily ugly.

He turned to look at Cen Yao.

Cen Yao looked at him steadily.

Wang Weichu's nervousness and fear dissipated in an instant.

The other end of the phone and this one seemed to split him in half.

Listening to his father's voice again, Wang Weichu was not so embarrassed. After all, the eldest young master, who was hard to please by his father's mouth, was sitting behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Beep..." The phone was suddenly disconnected.

Only then did Wang Weichu realize that he accidentally hung up.

He frowned, wondering if he should call back.

Cen Yao raised his hand and took the phone away and threw it aside.

Cen Yao kissed him again.

Wang Weichu's ears turned red, and his body trembled slightly unconsciously.

Cen Yao pressed his ear: "Forget it, I won't mess with you."

Wang Weichu's face burned badly, but he couldn't help but say, "I accidentally hung up my dad's phone."

"Um?"

"He will call and scold me again." Wang Weichu didn't notice, his tone was a bit like venting his grievances. He's been holding back for too long, and no one has ever really been his target.

Cen Yao said lightly, "Then I won't let him scold you."

Wang Weichu tilted his head.

Looking a little dumb.

Cen Yao thought to himself.

Cen Yao said, "I asked him to please you, to compliment you, please."

Wang Weichu widened his eyes.

Cen Yao said that he would stop messing with him, so he stopped bullying Wang Weichu.

He stayed with Wang Weichu for a while longer, then got up to open the door and said, "Cheng Shuwen is not here, just go out generously. I'll go back to Cen's house first."

Wang Weichu walked out cautiously.

It was so quiet in the hallway that no one paid any attention to him.

While Wang Weichu breathed a sigh of relief, there was also a sense of discomfort.

Cen Yao packed up his things, but did not leave immediately. He leaned against the door frame and said lightly, "Let's wear this set tomorrow, it looks good."

"......Oh."

Wang Weichu suddenly reacted when he watched Cen Yao go downstairs.

tomorrow?

See you tomorrow?

Wang Weichu's mind was already confused.

He turned around and went back to the guest room. After a while, he suddenly remembered that the clothes he took off yesterday were still in Cen Yao's room.

He hurried in quietly.

The house was roughly cleaned up, but his clothes were not there.

Wang Weichu had an incredible guess in his mind.

--Cen Yao took it?

Wang Weichu pressed his head.

impossible. Cen Yao...not that kind of person...well.

But where will that go?

...

The Cheng family thought that Cen Yao was still suffering from jet lag and did not dare to disturb him, so they all went out.

So much so that Cheng's house is empty at the moment.

After a while, Jin Yao came to the door.

When the maid came to report, she glanced at Wang Weichu contemptuously, obviously despising him and Wang Weichu's "friend".

When Wang Weichu walked out of the villa, he saw Jin Yao who was waiting outside.

Jin Yao grabbed his wrist: "Are you all right?"

Wang Weichu shook his head: "I said it's fine."

Jin Yao didn't believe it, and looked him up and down carefully.

After looking at it, Jin Yao's complexion changed, and he asked, "Why didn't you wear the clothes I picked for you?"

Wang Weichu had nothing to say about letting Cen Yao pick it up, so he said vaguely: "Well,...let me wear this."

Jin Yao gritted his teeth: "What you're wearing... This is the model on the Armani autumn and winter high-end ready-to-wear show! It's hard to buy... Mr. Cheng bought it for you?"

Jin Yao has been rolling around in Vanity Fair all the year round, his eyes are so sharp, he saw Wang Weichu's tie bulging slightly at a glance, and he opened it: "...a gem brooch? Is this also given to you by President Cheng?"

Wang Weichu felt a little uncomfortable and avoided Jin Yao's hand. He was already tired, and he didn't want to say more at this moment.

He didn't nod or shake his head, just said, "I'm fine, you can go back, I'm going to rest."

Jin Yao watched Wang Weichu return to the villa.

He murmured: "No, it shouldn't be like this..."

After Cheng Shuwen came back that night, he did not go to the guest room to see him.

However, Wang Weichu breathed a sigh of relief.

Until the next day, the Cheng family received a message asking the Cheng family to go to the Cen family's banquet.

Only then did Wang Weichu know that the "tomorrow" in Cen Yao's mouth turned out to be the case.

Cheng Shuwen carefully selected the clothes, and even Cheng's mother carefully selected the matching jewelry. When they were done, when they turned around, they saw Wang Weichu coming downstairs.

Cheng's mother frowned and was about to say something, but she looked closely, but found that Wang Weichu couldn't pick anything wrong today.