Once a person was different from before, something must have happened to change him. What could change Wen Ke, a man with a low EQ who did not know what love was? Young Master Leng would not think of anything else other than love.
At the thought that Wen Ke really liked Jiujiu as much as he imagined, the corners of Young Master Leng's mouth could not help but curl up. Even the anger he felt because of He Yuan's mistake today dissipated.
Young Master Leng stepped forward and sat opposite Wen Ke. "What are you thinking about?"
Young Master Leng's sudden voice interrupted Wen Ke's thoughts. Wen Ke raised his head and his gentle eyes flashed. His eyelids drooped slightly to hide the thoughts in his eyes. He said in a low and emotionless voice, "Nothing. Why are you here?"
"Are you thinking about that woman yesterday?" Young Master Leng said in a low voice without a trace of displeasure in his tone.
If it were in the past, Young Master Leng would definitely fly into a rage. But today, he suddenly did not have any other reaction. Instead, he asked Wen Ke if he was thinking about Jiujiu in a low voice as if he was repeating something. Wen Ke was stunned and raised his eyes to look at Young Master Leng.
Young Master Leng had never been a generous person. After recognizing Wen Ke as his brother-in-law, he firmly locked Wen Ke in place. Not to mention that Wen Ke was thinking about other women in front of him, even when Wen Ke talked to other women, Young Master Leng would take care of him. Why did he talk about Jiujiu in such a tone today?
Wen Ke frowned and a bad thought suddenly appeared in his mind. He quickly denied it. "No, I'm thinking about something."
"Thinking about something?" Not getting the result he wanted, Young Master Leng frowned instantly. A cold light flashed in his eyes and the way he looked at Wen Ke became unfriendly.
Before he knew that Jiujiu was his sister, Young Master Leng's view of Jiujiu was that she was a b * tch who wanted to steal his sister's man. Now that he knew that Jiujiu was his sister, he thought of Jiujiu and Wen Ke being together yesterday. Young Master Leng instantly felt that it was God's will.
Twenty years ago, his sister was engaged to Wen Ke. Twenty years later, even though his sister had gone missing, the two of them were still together. If this was not the will of heaven, then what was?
However, Wen Ke would rather think about problems than Jiujiu.
Young Master Leng was like a parent who was eager to show off his child. If he was not afraid that Jiujiu would not want to return to the Leng family, he wanted to tell the world that Jiujiu was his sister and how good Jiujiu was. Even if he did not know how good Jiujiu was, he still felt that Jiujiu was the best girl in the world.
Wen Ke would rather think about problems than a beautiful woman like Jiujiu.
Young Master Leng, who just thought that it was God's will for Wen Ke to be with Jiujiu, instantly darkened his face. He looked at Wen Ke with gloomy eyes and strong anger. If he did not want to let Jiujiu return to the Leng family through Wen Ke, Young Master Leng would like to slap Wen Ke and shout, "Are you blind? Jiujiu is such a good girl, but you don't want to think about Jiujiu."
However, because he wanted to let Jiujiu return to the Leng family through Wen Ke, Young Master Leng could only suppress the anger in his chest. Because he had been holding it in, Young Master Leng's face was a little ugly. In Wen Ke's eyes, this appearance became a sign that Young Master Leng was particularly dissatisfied with his close relationship with Jiujiu and wanted to deal with Jiujiu. After all, Wen Ke still remembered clearly that Young Master Leng had dealt with a colleague whom he had only spoken to once.
At the thought of this, Wen Ke's mood instantly became heavy and his face became even uglier.
The two men, sitting opposite each other, were thinking about the same woman, but their thoughts were completely different. However, what they both thought was that their faces were particularly ugly and they both had something to hide from each other.
Early the next morning, Wen Ke drove to school.
Because he was thinking about how to help Jiujiu escape the disaster yesterday, Wen Ke went to bed a little late. There were bruises under his eyes and some green stubble on his chin. He looked a few years older than before, but there was also a hint of haggard and melancholy artistic flavor, which made him even more charming.
As soon as he walked into the classroom, the noisy classroom instantly fell silent. Many young girls who liked Wen Ke's appearance had already taken out their phones and started to take photos.
Wen Ke lowered his eyes and turned a blind eye to these. He just stared blankly at Jiujiu, who was sitting in the second row of the classroom.
Didn't she say that she would stay on set for two months? Why did she come back now? At the thought of Young Master Leng's ugly expression when he talked about Jiujiu yesterday, Wen Ke's face turned pale. He didn't care that he was in class now and immediately walked up to Jiujiu. "Why are you here?"
Jiujiu rested for a night to calm down yesterday. Thinking that Wang Quan gave her a few days off, she came over to cultivate her relationship with Wen Ke. However, she didn't expect that Wen Ke would suddenly say such a thing when she just arrived. Jiujiu was stunned. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked at Wen Ke. "I have a problem …"
Hearing Jiujiu say that she had a problem, Wen Ke's head hurt even more. He knew that Jiujiu came to him because of a problem, but Young Master Leng didn't know that. When Young Master Leng went crazy, he was no different from a mad dog. Whether you had a reason or not, he would attack indiscriminately. At the thought that Jiujiu would be dealt with by Young Master Leng, a trace of reluctance flashed in Wen Ke's heart.
Before he had time to think about what this trace of reluctance was, Wen Ke said to Jiujiu, "You go back first. I'll come and find you after class."
Jiujiu blinked and looked at Wen Ke in confusion. She asked in confusion, "Do I still have to cook for you? What do you want to eat? "
"You go back first. I have to go to class."
Wen Ke anxiously asked Jiujiu to leave quickly. Because of his eagerness, there was a hint of exasperation in his tone. Jiujiu looked at Wen Ke in confusion and blinked. Just then, the class bell rang.
At this time, the sound of leather shoes colliding with the ground approached from afar. The moment the bell stopped ringing, someone appeared at the classroom door. Seeing Young Master Leng standing at the classroom door, Wen Ke felt his heart in his throat.
Young Master Leng raised his eyelids and glanced at Wen Ke casually. He turned his head to the principal behind him and said, "Sorry to trouble you, principal. Thank you."
Not expecting Young Master Leng to thank him, the principal rubbed his hands in surprise and quickly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome. It's what I should do."
Young Master Leng nodded slightly to show that he understood. The principal immediately left tactfully.
Young Master Leng's appearance immediately attracted many people's attention.
Young Master Leng's appearance was the most popular style of handsome men nowadays. Moreover, because of his noble background, he had an aristocratic temperament that those handsome men did not have. When he walked into the classroom with elegant steps, there was a burst of boos in the classroom. Those young girls who were originally looking at Wen Ke could not help but look at Young Master Leng.
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