Yan Laosan's car was a tall and domineering off-road vehicle. It was a perfect match for him … At least, that was what Wei Jing thought before he got into the car. At this moment, he looked at the fluffy seat cushions, the cute character cushions, the Teru Teru Bozu hanging on the front mirror, and the perfume that filled the car.
The smell was not unpleasant. It smelled a little like osmanthus flowers in autumn. The moment he entered the car, the fragrance hit his nose. After a while, it gradually dissipated, leaving behind a faint aftertaste.
Wei Jing felt that … this was a little different from the Uncle Yan in his memory.
He turned his head and saw the shock on the young man's face. Wei Jing was instantly comforted. Look — at least he was not the only one who was blind.
Yan Laosan sat in the front while the child and the young man sat in the back.
Seeing that the man was not speaking, Wei Zhe frowned and took the initiative to ask, "You can tell me now. Why are you looking for me?"
Yan Laosan held the steering wheel with both hands. His palms were sweaty, and he felt as if someone was blocking his throat. He could not speak. After all, they had not seen each other for many years, and their relationship was shallow. Moreover, there was also Yan Xiaoya, who was angered to death by Wei He.
Yan Xiaoya was Yan Laosan's elder sister. She was also Wei Zhe's mother.
Back then, Wei He had not taken control of the Wei family yet. He was just an inconspicuous illegitimate child. When Yan Xiaoya first met Wei He, she was captivated by his appearance. She was an insensible daughter of a wealthy family. She ignored her family's objections and wholeheartedly wanted to marry Wei He.
Old Master Yan had three sons, but only one daughter, Yan Xiaoya. He was really afraid that she would fall in his hands and melt in his mouth.
Moreover, Wei He had not shown his ruthlessness at that time. In Old Master Yan's opinion, although he was just an illegitimate child and was not capable, there were still benefits to him. The incompetent Wei He could only rely on the Yan family. No matter what? He had to treat his daughter well!
In the beginning, the two of them did have a good time. Wei He was also gentle and affectionate.
Later, when Wei Yuhui's existence was exposed, Yan Xiaoya was so angry that she gave birth prematurely. However, since Wei He was her child before they got married, Yan Xiaoya did whatever she wanted. When she saw that Wei He had no intention of bringing him back, she endured it.
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After a series of battles, the Yan family was at a disadvantage. They had no choice but to recuperate.
Wei Zhe's' existence became awkward in the Yan family. He was Yan Xiaoya's' only child and Wei He's' son. At that time, Old Master Yan was in a fit of anger. He said he didn't want Wei He. After he calmed down, he was too embarrassed to ask the Wei family to visit his grandson.
Although the two families didn't interact with each other after Yan Xiaoya's' death, they had been secretly paying attention to their nephew, Wei Zhe.
They were secretly happy that Wei Zhe had entered high school at such a young age. However, they suddenly heard that he had been kicked out of the Wei family's' mansion. They discussed this matter internally for more than two months. Now that it was almost the New Year, they finally couldn't help but send Yan Laosan over to check on the situation.
"Are you doing well outside?" Yan Laosan finally asked after holding it in for a long time.
"Pretty good."
"Oh! That's good. " He smiled embarrassedly. However, he was already cursing in his heart. Those bastards made him face a child. Who knew that his appearance was the most unlikable among all children? Some were even scared to tears by him.
"Do you need help with anything recently?" Yan Laosan asked quickly. He was afraid that Wei Zhe would reject him. "As long as you ask, the Yan family will definitely help you. Don't be shy. After all, we are a family and the same blood flows in our veins."
Wei Zhe thought for a moment. While Yan Laosan was feeling uneasy, he slowly said, "I do have something that I need your help with, Uncle."
Yan Laosan came at the right time. Yan Laosan came at the right time.
"Wh … what?" Yan Laosan's mind went blank. Xiao Zhe was calling him Uncle. Uncle! Hahahaha!! He was so happy that he couldn't wait to hug the child and kiss him. Fortunately, the little bit of reason left in his heart held him back, so he didn't go crazy.
Wei Zhe didn't understand the man's excitement. He took out his phone and said, "Let's exchange numbers! I will tell Uncle when I need your help. "
"Okay ~" Yan Laosan was dizzy.
After that, the two of them chatted for a while. When the sky was completely dark, Yan Laosan drove his big baby and brought his little baby Wei Zhe out for a meal. The guests enjoyed the meal to the fullest.
After they parted, Yan Laosan couldn't wait to call Big Brother Yan and happily talked about his "intimate" contact with his nephew.
They were actually eating at the same table.
"Hahahaha! You guys didn't want to come because of your pride. My nephew must be obedient, cute, and responsible … "Yan Laosan, who had a thick fan filter, started to boast.
The expressionless Big Brother Yan was speechless.
The villain in his heart was biting his handkerchief and crying loudly. Nephew, cute nephew …
***
Time always passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, it was New Year's Eve. This time, Wei Zhe didn't bring Wei Jing back to the Wei family's old mansion. After New Year's Eve, it was the most important Spring Festival for the Chinese people. On that day, the Wei family was bustling with people. Wei Zhe followed Wei He and greeted all kinds of guests with a polite smile on his face.
Everyone was saying good wishes to each other with joyous smiles on their faces. The first thing they said when they saw each other was "Happy New Year".
At the same time, the martial arts movie that Wei Zhe invested in was officially released. Due to budget constraints, the director didn't invite any popular stars. Therefore, on the first day, the movie's screening rate wasn't high and the attendance rate was average. However, on the second day, the attendance rate increased by a large margin.
It turned out that many people came out of the cinema to tell their families and friends about this funny, heartwarming, and tear-jerking movie. There were always curious people who came to the cinema to watch the movie.
Just like that … word of mouth spread. The director was also willing to spend money on costumes and special effects. Soon, the movie was a new force to be reckoned with and the box office sales soared.
The investors couldn't stop smiling. As for the actors in the movie, even the supporting characters who only appeared a few times, they instantly became popular. Not to mention the lead actors, they were completely popular.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, school reopened.
City A, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly made a big move when no one was prepared for it — building a highway!
When the news came out, all the businessmen who had bought land near Xiyan Road went crazy. It was as if he had only intended to buy a small watermelon, but the buyer had waved his hand and brought him a golden watermelon. The land was still the same, and the area was still the same, but … its price was no longer the same.
When Wei He received the news, the shareholders' meeting had just ended.
He was stunned. His first reaction wasn't ecstasy, but confusion. Wei Zhe was just a teenager. Where did he get his connections from?
"President." The assistant, who was in his thirties, couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He said respectfully, "You really have a divine foresight. You can even predict this. When do you plan to start construction on this land?"
"Yes! You really have a divine foresight! "Wei He narrowed his eyes and said ambiguously.
The assistant felt that there was something wrong with his words.
Wei He stretched out his hand to loosen his bow tie. He turned his head and glanced at the assistant. He said coldly, "Since the government has already issued a policy, go and ask the people below to quickly come up with the proposal. I want to see the results in a week."
The assistant heard him and replied in a low voice, "Yes."
After the Spring Festival, the most painful thing for the children was undoubtedly going to school. Even with Wei Jing's mature mind, he couldn't get over it in a short time. Not to mention, he still had to go to Xu Jiahui's house to learn how to draw. It was double the 'work'!
"Look at how sleepy you are. Don't let your head fall into the paint later." Wei Jing felt that something in his hand was taken away. His hands were stained with paint. He didn't dare to rub his eyes. He could only blink hard. In the blur, he saw Li Fei standing beside him with a smile.
"School just started. I haven't adjusted my schedule yet." Wei Jing grumbled.
"Alright, one more day won't make a difference. Go and rest for a while! It's not worth it if you tire yourself out, "Li Fei said.
After spending some time together, Wei Jing and Li Fei's relationship had improved by leaps and bounds.
Li Fei was gentle and considerate. Although she wasn't good with words, she was very good to him and Xu Jiahui. Wei Jing couldn't imagine that such a person would actually kill his father.
After beating around the bush, Wei Jing learned that Li Fei's father was a scumbag. Not only did he gamble, but he also abused his family. Immediately, he had a bold guess in his heart. Could it be that one day in the future, Li Fei would be angered by his father? The resentment that he had suppressed for many years would erupt, and he would lose control of his emotions and kill his father?
"Okay." Wei Jing's current state was indeed not suitable for painting. He was so sleepy that his hands were shaking.
After leaving the studio, Wei Jing yawned. He decided to take a nap on the sofa downstairs and wait for his older brother to come and pick him up. At that moment, the door to the apartment was open. Mother Xu was holding a kettle and watering a small wintersweet by the door. Suddenly, there was a burst of crying not far away.
The crying seemed to come from the heart and lungs. It was sharp and mournful. Wei Jing, who was sleepy and sleepy, suddenly shivered. He woke up in fright.
He ran out of the door and asked in confusion, "Where did the crying come from?"
"I don't know either." Mother Xu shook her head. She put down the kettle in her hand and looked outside. Hearing that the crying was still there, she said, "I'll go take a look."
"I'll go too."
Wei Jing followed Mother Xu out of the courtyard. He saw many workers moving furniture one by one. Behind them stood a familiar-looking man and woman. They seemed to be husband and wife. The crying came from the mouth of a little girl between them.
The little girl was wearing a white plush coat with a dress underneath. Her hair was braided into two small braids. She looked like a little princess — if she didn't cry.
At that moment, the little girl seemed to be shameless to her parents. She cried and yelled, "I don't want Aunt Li. I don't want her. Mom, Dad, I don't want her …" She cried so hard that her voice became hoarse. "I want you to change an aunt for me. I hate her. I hate her …"
"Ningle, be good. Aunt Li has taken care of you for so long. Don't throw a tantrum." The woman wore a large pair of sunglasses. Her skin was snow-white and her lips were flaming red. She wore a knitted hat on her head, revealing her straight and black hair.
"Aunt Li has worked so hard to take care of you. Who can tolerate your temper?" In contrast to the woman's gentleness, the man's words were much harsher.
"I don't want her. I don't want her …" The little girl was tired from crying. Her cries turned into sniffles, but she was still stubborn and said something.
"Ningle, do you know how hard it is to find a good nanny these days? Aunt Li is your dad's distant cousin. Although she's a little strict, she won't hurt you. You'll be eight years old after the New Year. You can't throw tantrums like before. "The woman lowered her head and spoke in a low voice.
"Look at you. You don't look like a girl at all. You got into a fight right after school started. Mom and Dad are already very tired from work. Do you know how embarrassed we were when we were called to school? We lost all our face because of you … "
The two adults lectured her one after another.
The little girl's head lowered lower and lower. Her two white and tender hands were intertwined together. Her little body trembled slightly with her almost inaudible sniffles. She was like a beast in pain, seeking her parents' protection but to no avail. Instead, she was forced into deeper despair by them.
After all, it was their family matter. Wei Jing was hesitating whether or not to step forward and say a few words of advice when a voice suddenly came from behind him. "What's going on?"
Wei Jing turned his head and saw Li Fei looking at the scene in front of him with some confusion.
"It's like this …" He hesitated for a moment, then told Li Fei everything he saw.
At this time, Mama Xu didn't know whether to step forward or retreat. After all, at a glance, it was obvious that the parents were educating the naughty brat at home. As an adult, she could understand parents occasionally scolding their children, but … weren't the parents in front of her a little too much?
It was as if they were unconsciously releasing the grievances and pressure they suffered at work on their own daughter.
"Qingqing, don't say anymore. Ningle is still young …" A middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties walked over from around the corner. She saw the scene in the distance and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly ran over and began to put in a good word for the little girl. "It'll be fine when she's a little older and more sensible."
"Auntie, you're still speaking up for her. You don't even know that just now she was crying and saying that she doesn't want you." The woman waved her hand in annoyance. "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. I just hope that she'll be more sensible in the future. She won't always get into fights and throw tantrums over small things. What's there to cry about …"
"The child is still young." The nanny smiled kindly. She squatted down and took out a handkerchief from her pocket. "Come, wipe your tears. Don't cry anymore."
At a glance, it was a harmonious scene.
But Wei Jing couldn't help but feel that … something was wrong. What exactly was it?
He saw that the little girl's body trembled even more. She timidly reached out her hand and pinched the corner of the handkerchief. She carefully held it in her palm. The sobbing that was about to stop became louder. As if she was afraid that her parents would be angry, she covered her mouth with both hands. Her black hair covered half of her face.
But for some reason? Wei Jing just felt that … the child was crying. And she was crying even more sadly.
She … seemed to be afraid of that nanny?
Unconsciously, Wei Jing took a step forward and ran over. If that nanny was really good to the little girl, why would she be afraid of her?
"Erm … are you okay?" He stood in front of the little girl. After he asked that question, he secretly cursed himself for being retarded. This girl was crying like this, and he still asked if she was okay?
"You are …" The little girl looked up. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was full of tears.
Wei Jing's mind exploded, and he was stunned.
Ningle. This was Nie Ningle.
If Wei Jing was asked to name his best friend in his previous life, it had to be Nie Ningle. In his memory, this girl was even more manly than a man. She was 1.78 meters tall, had long legs, a six-pack, and a well-defined vest. Coupled with her short black hair, sharp, trimmed eyebrows, and sharp words, she always said all kinds of sharp words. She didn't love BMWs, but loved motorcycles. When she fought, she could easily take on three people.
And this little girl in front of him was actually Nie Ningle.
Nie Ningle, who was worshipped by countless people as the 'Prince Charming'.
"Erm … can I say a few words?" Li Fei, who was following closely behind Wei Jing, saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so she took the initiative to speak. "You keep blaming the little girl, but did you ask her why she wanted to change the nanny?"
The woman looked at the young man from head to toe. Looking at the 'tattered' clothes on the other party, she made a disdainful sound. "What reason could there be? She's just throwing a princess tantrum. "
Seeing the woman's attitude, Li Fei pursed his lips, and a bit of embarrassment appeared in his eyes. He turned to the little girl and encouraged her. "Say what you want to say. If you don't say it, how will others know what you're thinking?"
"I … I …" Nie Ningle opened her mouth for a long time, but nothing came out.
Wei Jing, who came back to his senses, hurriedly encouraged her. "Come on! Ningle, tell us everything that the other party has done to you. Don't be afraid, I'll protect you. I won't let her hurt you. "
The nanny saw that the situation was not good, and a hint of panic appeared on her face. "This is Qingqing's family matter, why are you two children getting involved? Go, go, go home. "
"Why are you panicking?" Wei Jing narrowed his eyes. "Are you feeling guilty?"
"You're funny, little brat. What do I have to feel guilty about? It's you who are meddling in other people's business all day long. Don't you have homework?" The woman shouted fiercely.
Her behavior was too obvious, and everyone noticed that something was wrong.
The woman and man looked at each other through their sunglasses. They looked at the flustered nanny, then looked at their daughter who was crying miserably. They had a bad feeling in their hearts …
Under everyone's encouraging gazes, Nie Ningle held the little brother's hand tightly, as if this hand could give her unlimited courage. She sobbed and said softly, "She … hit me … Brother Ah Yong even took off my clothes and bit me …"
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