Chapter 149 The Little Wolf Dog That Scumbags (19)

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 149 The Little Wolf Dog That Scumbags (19)"

weight="105770"

series = ["I Really Am a Slag Shou!"]

mode = "manual"

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When Wen Ke's hand was only two centimeters away from Chi Zhao, Chi Zhao reacted. He frowned and ducked back slightly. His eyes darkened. Then, he lifted his eyelids and looked. Arrived Wen Yu standing not far away.

Wen Yu's expression was too abnormal at this time, Wen Hu was stunned, and then withdrew the outstretched hand, the Chi Zhao opposite him followed his gaze and turned his head.

Seeing Wen Yu standing behind him, Chi Zhao pursed his lips with a guilty conscience, but he soon reacted. What is guilty of his conscience, he and Wen Hu did nothing, and Wen Yu would not care what they did.

Chi Zhao stood up. He walked a few steps towards Wen Yu. At a distance of one meter from Wen Yu, Chi Zhao stopped, and then said coldly, "Come with me."

God knows how hard it took Wen Yu to restrain the constantly raging mood. Wen Xijun's emotionless tone was like a barrel of gasoline, directly poured on his fiery heart. The scorching temperature instantly swept through his body, and the burning sensation made him feel painful, but he had been trained by Wen Xijun to become a puppet who would not cry. Therefore, even if the internal pain is no longer good, his appearance will not show half.

After Wen Xijun finished speaking, he walked straight ahead, and Wen Yu silently turned his eyes and glanced at the warm pot left behind.

Wen Hu was also looking at him, his eyes full of scrutiny and perplexity. After looking at each other for a short time, Wen Hu suddenly sat up slightly.

Because he understood.

At this moment, Wen Yu retracted his gaze, he turned around, strode to catch up with Wen Xijun's figure, and left here one after another.

There was no one else around, Wen Ke didn't need to maintain his image, his face finally showed some real emotions.

At this time, Wen Ke's face is definitely not good-looking, his eyes are constantly turning, and his eyes are moving too fast, which means that his heart is numb.

how is this possible?

In the entire Wen family, isn't Wen Yu the person who hates Wen Xijun the most? He usually hides it well, but when anyone reveals his true feelings, he has seen it with his own eyes. At that time, Wen Yu could not wait to kill Wen Xijun. How did he become like this again?

How could he...

After contacting Wen Xijun's abnormal behavior in the previous few months, Wen Hu's gaze stopped suddenly.

Wen Yu and Chi Zhao came to the study. After the heavy solid wood door was closed, a word from here would not be transmitted outside.

Chi Zhao sat on the dark green sofa next to the bookcase. He wanted to pour himself a glass of water, but found that there was only tea here. Abandoning the idea of ​​moisturizing his throat, Chi Zhao raised his head. Wen Yu was still standing at the door. He neither walked forward nor found a place to sit down. He just stuck at the door silently, looking like a door god.

"Did your grandfather tell you?"

Wen Yu suddenly had a bad feeling. He took his thoughts out of the picture just now, and then asked in a deep voice, "What?"

That's nothing to say.

Chi Zhao said lightly: "Your grandfather came to me today. He showed me his sincerity, and then we all agreed that you should recognize your ancestors and return to your original family."

This is too ruthless, as if Chi Zhao had sold Wen Yu to Song Xuezhong for a small favor. Wen Yu understood the meaning of Chi Zhao's words, and his face changed several times.

His voice sounded incredulous, "You let me go to Song's house?"

Chi Zhao corrected his misnomer, "It's not going, it's going back."

Wen Yu was originally from the Song family, and the years in Wen's family were wrong. Shouldn't he be very happy when he returned to his hometown? Why Chi Zhao met Wen Yu's current gaze, feeling that he had done something heinous.

Wen Yu stared at Chi Zhao's eyes, his gaze gradually sank, his right eye intact at this time was like death's sickle, his pupils were as dark as ink sharp as ice, his clasped hands slowly loosened and hung on his side. .

Wen Yu's eyes flashed, "You know."

Just like Song Xuezhong’s subordinates, Wen Yu also wondered why he was pushed away by Wen Xijun. No matter how he looked at it, Wen Xijun shouldn’t give up on him, unless... he discovered something that he couldn’t tolerate, and then he needed it urgently. Push yourself away.

Before, he guessed that Wen Xijun also liked him. Today, he guessed that Wen Xijun did not like him. Regardless of the conclusion, it was a guess, far less powerful than the facts that Wen Xijun admitted personally.

Under his gaze, Wen Xijun was silent for a while, then he nodded, "Well, I already know."

At the moment when he heard Wen Xijun's confession, Wen Yu almost couldn't hold back. He wanted to rush to Wen Xijun and question him.

Why do you want to drive him away.

Why was he sentenced to death without saying a word?

Why is the guy in Wenhu obviously the same as him, but he can stay by Wen Xijun's side with integrity and boldly reveal his shameful thoughts, while he himself has only been expelled? !

What is the difference between him and the warm pot? !

After these words appeared in his heart, Wen Yu's angry brain suddenly calmed down.

No, he forgot, there is still a difference between him and the warm pot.

Wen Hu has no mutilated eyes, Wen Hu has not rebelled against Wen Xijun's orders, and, compared to the hard and cold one, Wen Hu, who is always smiling, is obviously more able to please others.

In the previous few months, he had not seen his mind clearly. He was restrained by the stubborn impression of the past, stubbornly stopped, and was unwilling to face his heart. Now he finally figured it out and understood what he should do, but he didn't have the qualifications to fight for himself.

Because of his personality, he is not as sleek as others, and other people's words of ingratuity are in order, and he can't even say a word in his mouth. He knows that there is a problem with this, so he wants to change and learn.

Wen Yu looked like a big dog about to be abandoned by his master. He stood alone in the same place. After a few seconds of delay, he mustered up his courage and took two steps forward.

"Father, can you...give me another chance."

Wen Yu has never pleaded with anyone. He has never murmured in his life. The most enviable thing about him is the arrogance that no one can bend him. But now, he personally smashed his pride and pride. Spine, made a humble request to the person in front of him, hoping that he could change his mind and let himself stay by his side.

At least...give him a chance to do the same.

Chi Zhao looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

Just now when Wen Yu said that he knew, Chi Zhao nodded after a little thought, because he thought Wen Yu was talking about his relationship with the Song family. If you think about it carefully, you can find that Chi Zhao must have known it a long time ago, otherwise he would not make the decision to let Wen Yu leave so soon.

But what does it mean to give him another chance now? What opportunity is there?

Chi Zhao wondered for a long time, and suddenly, he wanted to understand.

Does Wen Yu feel that he thinks he is a traitor, that's why he is kicked out of Wen's house, and then he can be attacked outside?

...

Chi Zhao took it for granted that after meeting Wen Yu and his grandfather, he was already thinking about going back to the Song family. There was no movement in the past two days, and he was probably thinking about how to let him release. Now he suddenly found out that his Wen Xijun saw his every move and he panicked.

Mr. Wen never treats the traitor softly, even if it is a loss-making business, he must make the traitor pay the price he should repay. Wen Yu knew this and wanted him to give himself another chance to make him loyal.

system:"……"

Finally, the husband sang with the husband.

Chi Zhao's ability to replenish his brain has already caught up with the protagonists of the previous worlds!

...

Chi Zhao thinks he understands Wen Yu's brain circuit, he speaks clearly, wanting to relax Wen Yu's nerves: "Although you will no longer be named Wen in the future, you are still Wen Lie's brother, and they will not forget. You, hope, you don’t forget them either."

Wen Yu will develop the Song family to a new height in the future. He and Wen Lie are both big men. Chi Zhao doesn’t want Wen Lie to do anything to Wen Yu. Naturally, he doesn’t want Wen Yu to do anything to Wen Lie. It's all meat. Although Chi Zhao didn't want to see Wen Yu's face anymore because he had admitted the wrong person, he was his son anyway.

As soon as this sentence appeared, Chi Zhao shook with a bitter cold.

No way, he didn't regard Wen Yu as a son from the beginning, and now he suddenly wants to change his mindset, he is still a little uncomfortable.

...

Wen Yu's face became pale.

After all, still want him to go.

Just because he likes him? As for the thermos, he likes him too, is he leaving too?

Wen Yu did not respond to Chi Zhao's words for a long time, and finally responded, but strangely asked the whereabouts of the warm pot.

Chi Zhao was stunned.

He originally wanted to send the warm pot away, but the warm pot just said, he didn't want to leave.

Thinking of Wen Hu’s behavior and words, Chi Zhao fell into a moment of silence. He is not a person who likes pseudo orthopedics. If Wen Hu likes him, he can’t control him, but he can stay away from Wen Hu and let him die early. That share of heart.

Chi Zhao has thought about it. When he comes back from the trip with Wen Xi, he will pack his things and go to Meng Country for retirement. As for the warm pot, whether he is willing to go or stay is his own business. Anyway, he will no longer be in Wen's house. Up.

"He is already an adult, come and go freely, I will not interfere with him."

Wen Yu's expression moved slightly when he heard Chi Zhao's answer.

His throat became dry, Wen Yu asked again: "Then why are you interfering with me?"

Chi Zhao really feels that something is wrong with Wen Yu now, and the questions he asked are so strange. He frowned, but he answered him in a good temper, "Because you should go back."

Song Xuezhong was so old. The man who stepped half of his foot into the coffin finally found his son's orphan. Being a conscientious person can't destroy his desire to meet his grandson again.

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, and his left eye filled with gray doctors fell down with him. In the incomplete field of vision, Wen Yu seemed to understand something.

"I understand."

Wen Yu said these words in a dumb voice. After a while, he raised his eyes again, looked straight at Chi Zhao, and said to him word by word: "Goodbye, father, I will be back as soon as possible."

At that time, he wanted to prevent everyone from pushing him away from Wen Xijun, even Wen Xijun himself.