Wang Weichu opened his eyelids in a daze, only to find that he had moved to another place.

This bedroom is larger than before, and the interior is elegant, understated and nonchalant.

Wang Weichu shuddered, and immediately realized that this should be Cen Yao's bedroom.

Wang Weichu sat up abruptly and found a new set of clothes lying on the quilt. The white shirt was paired with a grey-blue V-neck sweater, and a new gemstone brooch was placed next to it.

"First try to see if it fits." Cen Yao's voice came from not far away.

The curtains moved.

Immediately, Cen Yao walked in from the terrace.

Only then did Wang Weichu feel a little more at ease.

At least this seemingly overly spacious and unfamiliar room finally had something more familiar to him.

"When did I get here?" Wang Weichu asked while putting on his shirt.

"It's after four in the morning."

Wang Weichu vaguely awakened a little memory.

The bed in Cen Yao's bedroom is very large.

They tossed two or three back and forth on it.

Wang Weichu endured the feeling of shame and asked in a low voice, "What about them?"

They obviously refer to the Cheng family.

"My parents are talking to them downstairs." Cen Yao said lightly.

Wang Weichu slid off the bed and slowly bent over and put on his trousers: "Am I going out like this?"

"Um."

Wang Weichu opened his mouth and closed it again. All right. He believed in Cen Yao. At least... at least Cen Yao is more trustworthy than the Cheng family and the Wang family.

"You go downstairs first." Cen Yao said.

"Okay." Wang Weichu responded and was about to walk towards the door.

"Wait." Cen Yao stopped him.

Wang Weichu turned his head ignorantly.

Cen Yao walked up to him, squatted down, and pulled up his trouser legs: "...Well, it's alright."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently circled his ankle again and said in a low voice, "It's so thin."

Wang Weichu's breathing became much lighter at that moment.

He whispered, "...then I'm leaving."

"Um."

Wang Weichu opened the door and walked out. The maid immediately found him and asked with a smile, "Are you going to the small living room downstairs? Sir, they are all there."

Wang Weichu nodded, and while following the maid down, he couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't the maid find it strange to see him here?

Cheng's family and Cen's parents were sitting on the sofa in the small meeting room, and Cheng's father was talking about a new project in Cheng Shuwen's hands.

The footsteps suddenly approached.

The crowd looked up.

The person who came down had the tall and straight stature of a youth, but his face had a bit of youthful youthfulness.

Dressed up like a little prince.

Cheng Shuwen frowned.

The other members of the Cheng family also looked a little surprised.

Why did Wang Weichu change his clothes?

But before they could speak, Mother Cen laughed first and said, "This is Cen Yao's previous clothes, you look good in it. It's just that the pants are a little longer... But they look good when they are pulled together, like the most fashionable clothes nowadays. trendy style."

Wang Weichu was stunned, and felt that the clothes that were clinging to his body became hot.

It was Cen Yao?

How dare Cen Yao... just dress him like this?

With the eyes of everyone.

Wang Weichu was a little nervous, but in order not to be seen, he could only do his best to hold his chin, maintain his expression, and then step by step, walked over steadily, and found a corner to sit down by himself.

Cheng Shuwen's eyes turned around him.

I always feel that Wang Weichu seems to have changed.

Not only has his appearance changed, but something deeper has also changed... He is no longer as dull as before. It was as if the fish eyes suddenly burst into the brilliance of pearls.

At this time, Mother Cen spoke again: "Why are you sitting so far?" Mother Cen looked around, and finally patted the seat next to her: "Sit here."

The Cheng family looked at each other, and for a while they couldn't understand the Cen family's attitude.

"Sit down." Mother Cen urged.

Wang Weichu got up and walked over to sit down.

Mother Cheng smiled and asked, "Why did Wang Weichu change his clothes?"

"He poured the wine on him yesterday, and Yaoyao took out the old clothes and gave them to him." Cen's mother was innocent and didn't notice the deep meaning of it. She said with a smile and asked the servant to serve the tea. To Wang Weichu.

"So that's the case." Mother Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and thought, it should be because of Shuwen's face. After all, the Cen family used to treat Shuwen as a parent and nephew.

Wang Weichu clenched his fingers quietly.

These wealthy families, he only had contact with the Wang family and the Cheng family. And the Cen family is more powerful, and there are Cheng Shuwen's words first. The Cen family should be more disciplined... but the Cen family turned out to be the most gentle to him.

Is it because you don't know about my relationship with Cen Yao?

Just as Wang Weichu was thinking about it, footsteps approached.

"Yaoyao is here." Cen's mother got up quickly: "Yaoyao, come and sit. Are you done with work?"

"Your grandfather left things to you again?" Father Cen said with a distressed look on his face.

Wang Weichu was a little stunned.

So how did the Cen family get along?

The Cheng family was not surprised.

Otherwise, how could Cen Yao cultivate such a arrogant and ignorant temperament? It's because the Cen family is used to it!

Cen Yao took a long leg, walked past Father Cen and Mother Cen, and finally took a seat between Mother Cen and Wang Weichu.

Cen Yao responded lightly: "Well."

Cheng Shuwen watched this scene, and for some reason, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Wang Weichu was wearing Cen Yao's clothes and sat with Cen Yao... But soon, Cheng Shuwen dispelled that weird feeling.

Perhaps, as they guessed, Cen Yao had a little affection for him. Let Wang Weichu wear his clothes at the moment, also to tell Wang Weichu sideways, he is just a substitute...

The corners of Cheng Shuwen's mouth curled up, he took the fruit knife on the table diligently, and said, "When Cen Yao was in junior high school, he especially liked to eat peaches, but he was too lazy to peel them."

Mother Cheng also helped: "Yes, at that time, Shuwen always cut him off."

Wang Weichu was a little annoyed.

He seldom feels that way.

The environment he lives in has never been better, probably a survival instinct etched into his bones. Survival instinct taught him to be patient.

No one likes you, so in order to survive, don't care too much.

Cheng Shuwen raised his head and asked Cen Yao, "Do you want to eat? I'll cut it for you now."

Wang Weichu was even more annoyed.

Cen Yao turned his head and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Weichu swallowed: "...Ah?"

Is Cen Yao asking him?

Cen Yao instructed the servant: "Get another fruit knife."

The servant responded and returned shortly after.

Cen Yao's slender fingers, as if they were born to play the piano, grabbed the knife now. The other hand crossed the fruit plate lightly: "Mango? Orange? Apple?"

For a time, everyone was staring at Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu's scalp was numb from being stared at, so he hurriedly chose one: "Oranges."

Cen Yao picked up the orange, and with a slight movement of the knife in his hand, the skin was cut into long strips.

Cheng Shuwen's face froze.

Mother Cheng also felt that something was not right, and she hurriedly said, "Yao Yao's hands are precious, don't cut them."

When Wang Weichu heard the words, his heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly looked at Cen Yao, but saw that Cen Yao's face was flat and his hands kept on... "Okay." Cen Yao handed the peeled orange to Wang Weichu.

Wang Weichu was a little afraid to answer.

Cen's mother smiled and said, "Take it." Then she turned her head and said proudly: "We Yaoyao can peel fruit by himself when he is abroad, and we can peel it well. Yesterday, he also peeled an apple for us. Woolen cloth."

It turned out to be just to show the level of cutting fruit.

Cheng Shuwen breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Mother Cheng also laughed and hurriedly praised Cen Yao.

Wang Weichu took the orange and felt that the situation was really weird.

He looked down at the orange, and regretted choosing such a thing again. The oranges are round and juicy, and if you bite down like this, you will definitely splash Cen Yao all over.

"Bring it." Cen Yao said suddenly.

Wang Weichu instinctively let go.

Cen Yao took the orange back, broke it open one by one, and asked the servant to bring a small plate over to pack it, and then lightly nodded: "Eat it."

Wang Weichu held the small plate and slowly ate it piece by piece.

It's almost like a bunny.

Cen Yao's gaze flicked slightly on his lips before turning his head.

Cheng Shuwen saw that his heart was on fire.

...Wang Weichu really changed.

Is it because of wearing Cen Yao's clothes?

The two families chatted for a while, but Wang Weichu didn't need to say anything, just sat beside him and ate obediently.

At noon, everyone had another meal together, and then the Cheng family left.

When he reached the door, Cheng Shuwen moved his lips: "Clothes..."

Mother Cen waved her hand and said, "What does it matter? It's Yaoyao's old clothes anyway. Just wear it."

Cheng Shuwen had no choice but to swallow his refusal.

When they got in the car, Cheng's mother immediately smiled and said, "It seems that your aunt Cen still loves you, remembering the friendship you had when you lived in Cen's house for a few months."

Father Cheng also nodded and said, "Cen Yao has returned to the country, and Elder Cen should not target us again."

Cheng Shuwen didn't answer, his eyes fell on Wang Weichu.

"Cen Yao peels an orange for you?"

Mother Cheng said lightly, "Just use him to practice."

Cheng Shuwen felt that there was something wrong with the middle logic.

Wang Weichu did not speak.

He was always like this when the Cheng family was ridiculed and embarrassed. The Cheng family didn't find it strange.

Father Cheng said vaguely and vaguely: "Next, you should communicate more with Cen Shao, and wait for the Cen family's attitude to be clear. Go and negotiate with the Wang family."

Wang Weichu's eyes flashed and he bit his lower lip lightly.

The orange was still in his stomach, and there seemed to be a sweet and sour taste in his mouth.

He remained silent.

This is probably what Cen Yao said, "Soon he will be swept out of the house".

Wang Weichu strangely didn't care that much about it.

If he was kicked out of Cheng's house, he would... go to study with the money in the card. He wants to go on to college.

Wang Weichu turned his head and glanced at Cheng Shuwen's face.

The man's profile is still handsome and handsome, and he is still the young and promising rich second generation sought after by many people...

But the man's appearance in his eyes gradually became blurred.

After returning to Cheng's house, the others quickly went to work.

Wang Weichu stayed alone until evening.

In the evening, Cheng Shuwen returned home.

Then he found the guest room: "Why are you still in the guest room?"

Wang Weichu responded in a low voice: "Oh, what you said."

"That was when Cen Yao was here, so I don't need it today." Cheng Shuwen said calmly, unaware of how much of a scum he had to take for granted.

But Wang Weichu didn't want to take it for granted.

He pursed his lower lip, raised his head and said, "Cen Yao will know."

Cheng Shuwen frowned, his voice cold: "Are you going to tell Cen Yao?"

Wang Weichu didn't speak, just silently confronted him.

How could Cheng Shuwen lose such a face?

He didn't expect Wang Weichu to have the courage to reject him?

Wang Weichu forgot how he was so careful to please him in the past?

Cheng Shuwen said coldly: "That's what you said, then you can stay in the guest room. I'm very happy that you can recognize your identity."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the bedroom.

Wang Weichu's eyes flashed.

What is handsome and gentlemanly, has always been just the appearance packaged by Cheng Shuwen.

Cheng Shuwen has never been rude to him. When other people criticize him, Cheng Shuwen always lightly said "it's okay" and took it with him.

Cheng Shuwen didn't even give him the most basic respect.

Probably because the kindness he had received was so poor and pitiful that he regarded it as sweetness.

Wang Weichu turned around and unconsciously wrapped his sweater tightly.

Not long after Cheng Shuwen returned to the bedroom, he received a call from Jin Yao.

"Hey."

"Mr. Cheng." A soft voice came from the other end of the phone, and the other party paused for a while before continuing: "It seems to have become a little strange recently, I'm worried if he has something to do, call him. Give it to him, and he always hangs up. When I was shopping for clothes that day, he mentioned something to me... Cen Yao is back."

"..."

"Did I say something wrong?"

Cheng Shuwen fiddled with the things on the table and whispered, "Jin Yao, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Jin Yao froze for a moment.

Cheng Shuwen has seen too many little stars and models, and eight out of nine use such tricks to seduce him.

Jin Yao's appearance flashed back in his mind, he was good-looking and could be used as an appetizer. But when he thought that he and Wang Weichu were friends, Cheng Shuwen's interest greatly diminished. However, Jin Yao's gesture of clinging to the top has eased Cheng Shuwen's unhappiness.

Did Wang Weichu know that his friend hooked him up like this?

Cheng Shuwen said: "What you want, just work hard."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then he turned around and took the car keys and went out. Everyone in Beijing knew that he was gay. A college student who had just come to the company for an interview the day before yesterday made a cryptic gesture to him.

Then this one.

Cheng Shuwen thought to himself.

Jin Yao was a little flustered on the other end of the phone. He couldn't figure out what Cheng Shuwen was thinking, so he simply sent a WeChat message to Wang Weichu and asked him to meet in a coffee shop.

[If you don't come, I will always wait for you. I am really worried about you. 】

Wang Weichu only saw the WeChat content the next morning.

He rubbed his hair, a little surprised that he slept soundly last night.

Wang Weichu really didn't want to stay at Cheng's house.

The Cheng family villa was huge, but it made him feel cramped.

He lowered his head and gave a [um], then got up to wash. He looked in the mirror, but in the end he didn't change his clothes.

This is the first time he has dressed up like this, like a pampered young boy in a wealthy family. It will give him the illusion that someone loves him.

Then I will greedily feel a little more of this illusion.

Wang Weichu whispered to himself in his heart.

Wang Weichu found Jin Yao outside the cafe where he frequented.

Jin Yao was stunned when he saw Wang Weichu, and Wang Weichu was also stunned when he saw him.

Wang Weichu's face was ruddy, and he was dressed in extravagance. However, because Jin Yao had not slept well all night, his eyes were swollen and dark, and his skin condition was much worse.

Jin Yao bit his gums: "...Why did you change your clothes again? President Cheng bought it for you?"

This time Wang Weichu paused and said, "No."

Jin Yao didn't believe it.

Not Cheng Shuwen, who else could it be?

Jin Yao couldn't help but carefully looked at his clothes again: "...you are wearing high-end clothes! You have changed a gem brooch!"

Wang Weichu didn't care about these, he just replied lightly: "Huh? Can you see these at a glance?"

"Of course! There is a logo for Gao Ding! ... This gem, how can this gem still look like the 'mermaid tears' at an auction six years ago, and it was sold for more than 10 million, I remember! Mr. Cheng Where did you get it?"

"It wasn't made by Cheng Shuwen." Wang Weichu said, and couldn't help but glance down at the gem brooch.

Isn't Cen Yao afraid that he will run away with the brooch and sell it for money?

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go, let's talk while shopping. I saw a bag yesterday, it's very nice..." Jin Yao pulled him out.

They walked into the resplendent Shin Kong shopping mall in front of them.

This is one of the first shopping malls established in Beijing. Countless luxury counters have taken root here, covering an area of ​​more than 160,000 square meters. Many new products of luxury brands can be seen here as soon as possible.

Jin Yao asked: "Have you taken back the supplementary card that Mr. Cheng gave you?"

Wang Weichu shook his head.

"Then you'll buy another set of clothes later?"

"No."

"..." Jin Yao couldn't help but say, "Oh, Mr. Cheng's heart has returned. If you don't spend money at this time, will you still have a chance to spend it later?"

Wang Weichu frowned and said, "I don't want flowers."

He did not care about Cheng Shuwen's money.

At this time, they have entered the mall.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the ear.

Jin Yao probed and said, "Is there any star coming to do the event?"

When passersby heard it, they said casually, "It doesn't count. It's the owner of Xinguang Shopping Center who came to visit. There are brands who happen to bring celebrities here, so let's go together."

"Xinguang's owner?" Jin Yao's eyes lit up, and he forgot to ask Cheng Shuwen whether Gao was happy last night, so he took Wang Weichu to go there first.

"That's Feng Yuanling! She's scolded me before, she's too big..." Jin Yao said, "That's Lin Yingdi! Tsk, the kind that I can't even curry favor with..."

Wang Weichu looked up.

But he didn't see Feng Yuanling and Lin Yingdi. I saw a group of people turned a corner and walked towards them, surrounded by security guards and a huge fan group.

But the man's tall and straight figure is particularly eye-catching, a little taller than that of the actor Lin.

...It's Cen Yao.

Today he is wearing a dark blue suit and has a noble temperament. The others turned their heads frequently and tried to talk to him, but he never spoke.

Jin Yao suddenly exclaimed: "Who is that?"

Obviously he also saw Cen Yao.

To be precise, no one can see Cen Yao.

Many people even picked up their mobile phones and snapped at him. Wang Weichu could still hear the voice of the little girl beside him muttering: "Is that a star?"

"I do not know......"

Jin Yao swallowed: "Wouldn't that be Shin Kong's owner?"

They usually spend money here, watch new products, and envy others who have the money to scan the goods, but no one has really paid attention to who the big boss behind Shin Kong is.

Wang Weichu replied casually, "Maybe."