When Wang Weichu was carried to bed, he stumbled to realize that the compartment behind the wall was a fully furnished bedroom.

For a moment, Wang Weichu even wondered if Cen Yao deliberately asked him to send documents to Cen's family. And not just to cure his father?

However, Wang Weichu quickly dismissed this idea.

How can I think of Cen Yao like this?

Wang Weichu fell softly into the quilt and looked at the partition wall.

Cen Yao went out.

When he came back, he carried a bag in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

Only then did Wang Weichu stick his head out of the bed and stretch his neck. The bag was given to him by Wang Qingzhi, of course he knew what was inside.

But such a thing, for them, is probably something that is not on the table, right?

Wang Weichu said vaguely: "Well...it's just a kind of fruit. It used to grow in my hometown."

"Do you want to eat?" Cen Yao asked.

Wang Weichu unconsciously licked his lower lip, and wanted to eat a little. He hasn't eaten for a long time.

But it's too much trouble to think about. He is now in the quilt and doesn't want to move at all.

"Well..." When Wang Weichu was about to shake his head, he suddenly remembered what Cen Yao said. So he gave a ghostly nod.

Cen Yao took an iPad and handed it to him: "Order dinner first."

Wang Weichu held it in his hand, and the menu page was already on the screen.

Cen Yao carried the bag and walked to a wall. He raised his hand and pressed it down. The wall opened, revealing the small kitchen behind him.

Turns out it wasn't a wall, it was a door.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but wonder: "Do you still have a kitchen in your office?"

"Yeah. Rarely used." Cen Yao said lightly, placed the bag on the cooking table, bent over and took out a bowl from the dishwasher.

The Cen family specially built a kitchen in his office, so that it is convenient to invite chefs to cook for him.

Wang Weichu shifted his position, lay on his side, and looked slantingly in Cen Yao's direction.

He watched Cen Yao roll up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing the lines of his arms, then turn on the faucet to wash the small fruits one by one. After washing it four or five times, I wiped the water from the bowl with a paper towel and brought it out.

"Are you ready?" Cen Yao asked.

Wang Weichu finally regained his senses, got up from the quilt with difficulty, and ordered two random dishes: "Well."

Cen Yao took a blanket and handed it to him, then gave him the bowl: "Eat this first."

Then I took the iPad and ordered a few more dishes before putting it down.

Wang Weichu ate a girl fruit.

A little sweeter than I remembered.

"Is it delicious?" Cen Yao asked suddenly.

"Well."

"I'll try it." Cen Yao said, but did not move.

Wang Weichu was stunned, and tentatively squeezed one and sent it to Cen Yao's lips. Cen Yao lowered his head and put it in his mouth: "...Well, sweet."

Wang Weichu couldn't help but stare at his face a few more times.

The man's expression was light, and he couldn't see how much he liked it, but he didn't mean to dislike it at all.

Wang Weichu said unconsciously: "This is what my father gave me."

"Huh?" Cen Yao put on a listening gesture.

"It must have been his wife's idea. Oh, you probably don't know, his wife is my stepmother. In fact, I have long understood that my father left my mother and returned to the city to marry a rich family. How can he treat the oil bottle left by my predecessor with kindness?" Wang Weichu said, then lowered his head and bit a girl fruit in his mouth.

This one is sour and sweet.

"But how can people easily admit the fact that no one loves them at all?" Wang Weichu muttered.

He didn't indulge in a low mood, and said in a flat tone in a flash: "When I was first brought to the Wang family, I wanted to go back to my hometown because I didn't adapt to the Wang family's life. At that time, it was the Mrs. Wang who gave it to me. My father came up with an idea and asked him to take some pictures of my hometown to explain my thoughts. At that time, I really thought my father loved me..."

"Actually, I don't hate Mrs. Wang either. But her existence makes me feel very uncomfortable. My mother had a banquet with him earlier, but I was like an illegitimate child. I did something unethical at the Wang family, and she didn't either. Will scold me, just look at me with cold eyes... Maybe I'm too sensitive, I'll feel bad, bad."

Cen Yao raised his hand to wipe his cheek, and rubbed his eyes lightly again.

This little fool.

Even when Mrs. Wang treated him coldly and arrogantly.

Wang Weichu looked up at Cen Yao in a daze.

Cen Yao's fingers were slightly cold because they had just touched the water.

Wang Weichu calmed down a lot.

Wang Weichu opened his mouth and wanted to say, so don't lie to me.

I've been an asshole once.

Like my mother, I hurriedly threw a banquet and thought that I was married, so I acted as a husband and wife for the Cheng family whose marriage certificate was forged.

If in the future let me realize again, the fact that no one loves me.

How distressing.

At this moment, the door was knocked suddenly.

Wang Weichu had no choice but to swallow the words back into his stomach.

Let's break it a little later.

It would be nice to be happy for a while.

Cen Yao raised his hand and patted his head: "You eat first."

Then he got up and opened the door to the office.

The curtains automatically moved over, blocking Wang Weichu in the cubicle.

Wang Weichu could vaguely hear the voice from the other end... and couldn't understand a word. Wang Weichu lowered his head and continued to eat the girl fruit.

Bottomed out in no time.

He stared at the remaining six, hesitated, and left them to Cen Yao.

Cen Yao stood at the door.

The female secretary whispered, "Mr. Cheng has been waiting for you for half an hour."

"Then let him wait."

"Ah?" The female secretary was stunned: "He came to you to talk about the urban construction project in City C..."

"Did he call to make an appointment?" Cen Yao asked with his eyes lowered.

When the female secretary met Cen Yao's gaze, she felt a little cold and sharp.

She was stunned and said, "No." But everyone knew that Mr. Cen and Mr. Cheng were once friends. Parents know each other. How can the people below dare to neglect it?

"Then let him wait." Cen Yao said coldly.

The female secretary nodded again and again: "Yes." She handed the report to Cen Yao and whispered, "I'm bothering you."

Cen Yao did not criticize her, but said lightly, "Go."

The female secretary breathed a sigh of relief, turned and left.

When she was far away, she couldn't help but mutter: "Did you cheat on me? Why did everyone tell me to receive Mr. Cheng well, saying that he has a good relationship with Mr. Cen... What's wrong? Fortunately, Mr. Cen didn't Compare with me."

The female secretary pushed the door and walked into the living room.

Cheng Shuwen was already a little impatient. If he hadn't just vented the day before, he wouldn't be able to sit still now.

"Is Mr. Cen still busy?" Cheng Shuwen asked.

The female secretary nodded: "Yes, Mr. Cheng, why don't you go back first today?"

Cheng Shuwen got this sentence and knew that Cen Yao would probably not be seen today.

He frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He took over the company's affairs early, and Cen Yao was much later, but at this moment, Cheng Shuwen had a vague feeling that Cen Yao was looking down on him from above... The female secretary's words, Cen's environment seems to be always present It reminded him that Cen Yao was no longer the same as before.

"I'll come back tomorrow." Cheng Shuwen hurriedly said a word.

The female secretary hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, when Mr. Cheng comes tomorrow, just call ahead and make an appointment."

reserve?

Cheng Shuwen took a step and his face sank.

He turned to look at the female secretary: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The female secretary looked at him ignorantly.

never mind.

Cheng Shuwen called himself a gentleman, and of course he would not care too much about her, so he walked out quickly.

But until he returned home, there was still a thorn in his heart.

The female secretary quietly rolled her eyes from behind.

Heart said that this process is really not enough to count.

This Cen Yao turned around and returned to the compartment.

Wang Weichu pointed to the bowl and said, "There are a few left."

Cen Yao: "Huh?"

Wang Weichu finished the second half of the sentence: "For you."

Cen Yao washed his hands again, walked over, ate the remaining girl fruit, then held down Wang Weichu's shoulder, leaned down and kissed his lips, and said lightly, "Thank you for leaving it to me."

On the contrary, Wang Weichu was a little embarrassed by the praise, so he replied in a low voice: "Well..."

"Let's read the book first, dinner will take a while." Cen Yao brought in the math book.

Wang Weichu couldn't help but glanced at his phone.

Not a single missed call.

The time display is 18:43.

It's been so long?

"I have to go back." Wang Weichu lifted the quilt.

However, Cen Yao held it down with one hand, and said lightly, "You call Wang Qingzhi and say that your documents have been delivered."

Wang Weichu didn't think about it, nodded and called Wang Qingzhi.

When Wang Qingzhi heard the reply, he was naturally very happy.

Mrs. Wang raised her head and glanced at the wall clock, her face a bit ugly and said, "Ask Wang Weichu, is he still in Cen's family now?"

Wang Qingzhi asked.

Wang Weichu responded with a "hmm".

Mrs. Wang looked strange for a moment.

She couldn't accept the fact that Cen Yao really liked Wang Weichu...but the fact is the fact.

Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, you can call the Cheng family and say that Wang Weichu is sleeping at the Wang family tonight."

Wang Qingzhi was stunned for a while, but he quickly realized what was going on.

He immediately called Cheng's house.

"Wang Weichu won't return to Cheng's house tonight?" Cheng Shuwen asked.

"Yes, yes,..." Wang Qingzhi paused and said with a smile, "Just that matter, shouldn't we take the time to communicate with Weichu?"

Cheng Shuwen knew that he was referring to making Wang Weichu divorce him.

This is what they planned early in the morning.

When Cen Yao returned to China, the Cen family's attitude was relaxed, and Wang Weichu didn't need to stay in the Cheng family anymore... When the time comes to coax Wang Weichu, this marriage will not exist. Even the records of the Public Security Bureau will not leave any traces.

"Okay, then you can talk slowly." Cheng Shuwen hung up the phone, a little reluctance still floated in his heart.

Nothing else.

Wang Weichu has a good temper.

This makes Cheng Shuwen always feel the pleasure of being condescending.

But compared with the Cen family, what is it?

Cheng Shuwen suppressed that reluctance.

After a while, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother also came back.

Cheng Shuwen told Cheng's mother what happened to the Cen family today.

"Cen Yao has taken over the Cen family after all. In front of the company's staff, he must not show favoritism. If you want to make an appointment, then make an appointment. What does it have to do with us taking a walk through the surface process?" Mother Cheng said nonchalantly.

Cheng Shuwen somehow felt that it was not that simple, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Forget it." Cheng Shuwen stood up when the phone rang.

So he went straight upstairs to answer the phone.

The call was from Jin Yao.

Uncle Cheng didn't even bother to answer this person's call.

In his opinion, Jin Yao is even less stylish than Wang Weichu. To put it bluntly, it is low. But Cheng Shuwen also had to admit that he enjoyed Jin Yao as Wang Weichu's friend, but he was still trying to curry favor with him and chasing him.

Cheng Shuwen paused, then picked it up.

Jin Yao hurriedly said, "Mr. Cheng, did you know? Wang Weichu has put a cuckold on you!"

the other end.

Cen Yao and the two had a slow dinner in the office, Cen Yao worked overtime to handle the work for a while, and Wang Weichu sat next to him and read a book for a while.

Wang Qingzhi had just called back so that he didn't have to go home.

The moon is on the end, and the sky is getting late.

Wang Weichu looked a little tired.

He's been out of school for too long, he can't remember some things clearly, and it's a little hard to see.

Wang Weichu put down the book and couldn't help but ask, "Are we going to sleep here at night?"

"Don't sleep here." Cen Yao closed the notebook: "Go home."

go home?

Wang Weichu knew whose home he was going back to after a while.

Cen Yao directly took him back to Cen's house.

Wang Weichu stood outside the Cen's house, but he was a little afraid to enter.

He was a little lost.

If it was just a temporary lover, does Cen Yao need to bring him home? But if it's not a fresh lover, then... what?

"Why don't you go in?" Cen Yao asked, standing behind him.

"Is this okay?" Wang Weichu asked back. He paused and asked the doubts in his heart: "Will your parents doubt it?"

"I will doubt it. But I will handle it." Cen Yao raised his hand to rest on his waist.

a little itchy.

Wang Weichu's ears turned red, and he hurriedly stepped up the stairs.

The maid in the door noticed the movement and said loudly, "Young master is back."

Cen's father and Cen's mother immediately greeted him: "Yao Yao is back?"

"Huh? Isn't this Wang Weichu? Why did he come?"

"I asked for it." Cen Yao said.

"Oh." Cen's mother welcomed the person in, stared at Wang Weichu and said, "It looks good in Yaoyao's clothes..."

Wang Weichu was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to let go of his limbs.

Mother Cen praised him like this, because she didn't know what he did with Cen Yao.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" Cen's mother asked again with concern.

"Eat." Cen Yao replied.

"Then eat some more fruit?" Mother Cen asked again. She dresses elegantly and elegantly, with a beautiful face, and she doesn't look like a person of this age at all. But caring about people, she doesn't look like a wealthy lady at all.

Cen Yao looked at Wang Weichu: "Do you want to eat?"

So Mother Cen also followed.

Wang Weichu almost died of nervousness.

Why didn't Cen Yao avoid it at all?

"Do you eat mango?" Cen Yao asked more.

"...Eat." Wang Weichu finally responded.

Mother Cen smiled: "Well, let your Uncle Cen cut it."

Father Cen responded and really went.

Wang Weichu glanced at it in surprise.

Cheng Shuwen's parents wouldn't touch these things at all.

After a while, Father Cen brought the mango block over, and Wang Weichu sat there and ate it obediently.

Cen's mother instructed the maid: "Clean up a room for Mr. Wang and come out."

Cen Yao interrupted, "No need."

"Ah?" Mother Cen was stunned.

"He slept in my room."

Mother Cen's eyes widened.

Wang Weichu was so frightened that he almost dropped the bowl.

Cen Yao looked at Wang Weichu and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Wang Weichu nodded his head blankly, his brain was a mess, and he was almost speechless.

"You go upstairs and wait for me first, ... remember which room?"

Wang Weichu nodded stiffly.

He felt the gaze from Cen's father and Cen's mother, and his mind was even more confused, and his whole body seemed to be burned through. He didn't need to look at it, he also felt that he should be like a cooked crab at the moment.

"Go." Cen Yao took the bowl from his hand.

Wang Weichu did not dare to stay any longer, and hurried upstairs.

Cen Yao's bedroom was unlocked, and he opened the door handle as soon as he pressed it.

Wang Weichu walked in and sat down, blood rushing all over his body, his heartbeat quickened, and countless bad results flew through his mind... The words he was going to say in the afternoon were interrupted by the secretary. But the result should not change.

Cen Yao's words just now were too obvious, Cen's father and Cen's mother would definitely understand the meaning of it, after understanding it? What will happen?

Will you come up to chase him in a while?

Shouldn't hit anyone. They don't look like that...

Wang Weichu clenched his fingers.

fine.

Only a few days.

It won't be too sad.

...

Downstairs, Cen Yao said lightly, "Sit down and talk."

Where can Father Cen and Mother Cen sit down?

So Cen Yao sat down first, he never mentioned what kind of life Wang Weichu lived in the Cheng family, he just said lightly: "You guys have to change your attitude towards the Cheng family in the future."

Cen's father and mother's brain hadn't turned the corner, and instinctively said: "What?"

Cen Yao then said again: "I went to Cheng's house that day, and I saw Wang Weichu at first sight."

Mother Cen murmured, "Then you fell in love with others?"

"Well. I wasn't gay before, so I just liked him." Cen Yao said, "I'm forcing people to get started now. After Cheng Shuwen finds out, he will definitely be unhappy."

Father Cen and Mother Cen frowned, but soon changed their minds.

They treated Cheng Shuwen as if they were a son and a nephew, but that was the only way Cen Yao took him as a friend.

How can Cheng Shuwen have a son important?

Cen Yao deceived everyone.

Then there is no room for Cheng Shuwen to be unhappy.

No one can hate their son anyway.

Mother Cen said confidently: "What's wrong with him? The Cen family has been helping them all these years. Did your father and I buy less things for their family? You like it, of course he has to let it go."

Father Cen also said, "Yes! You like it anyway, don't you? Then you keep the person. What does Cheng Shuwen dare to say?"

This scene had already been rehearsed in Cen Yao's mind, so he didn't think their attitude was weird.

Originally, Cen Yao and the Cen family had a weak relationship. Cen's father and Cen's mother could not be regarded as upright people. The Cen family was rich and powerful. Relying on this, they especially protected their son. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is "the bear parent".

If Cen Yao likes it, they will like it.

If Cen Yao didn't like it, they changed hands and lost it.

Now they will be dissatisfied when they hear Cheng Shuwen, but they are dissatisfied first.

"Probably in the past few days, Cheng Shuwen will find out."

"Then let him find out, can he still come to Cen's house to make trouble?" Father Cen said unhappily.

"The marriage certificate between him and Wang Weichu is fake."

"What? Fake?" Father Cen was surprised for a moment, but then he said, "Then it's easier. Cheng Shuwen can't rob you of anyone."

Cen Yao responded, "Yes," and then said, "I have to go upstairs first, or Wang Weichu will have to run away in a while."

Mother Cen said quickly, "then you go."