Little Terrified Bun

At this time, the mid-term exam was approaching, the atmosphere in the school was a bit solemn, and there were a lot less people hanging around in the playground.

Wei Jing's grades have always been good, because he was thinking about the software fans, he couldn't help but sneak through his desk. What a good person he is! In the past, most of my thoughts went on business trips, and now I am doing small movements so blatantly during class time, that heart is jumping straight and pounding.

The teacher on the stage was explaining the verse, holding the white chalk in the palm of her hand, dyeing her nails white.

While Wei Jing was guilty, he also experienced a sense of excitement that he had never had before. The little fairy on the phone seemed to have become a refined little wild cat at this time, with its little tail tilted up to seduce him-come play me! Come and play with me!

How can this be tolerated?

"Wei Jing."

The familiar female voice frightened Wei Jing and almost jumped up from the chair, "Old... teacher."

The gentle head teacher smiled and said, "You remember to come to the office when school is over. The two oil paintings that you sent from City S and you participated in the preliminary competition are in the office. Remember to take them back when you go home."

"Oh! I know." Wei Jing responded twice, rubbing his stiff cheeks, and let out a sigh of relief.

After this stubble, Wei Jing did not dare to play with his mobile phone anymore. He supported his chin with one hand and rested his elbow on the cold desk. His curled and dark eyelashes blinked and his delicate face looked like a doll. The doll attracted the attention of most people in the classroom.

Wei Jing's concealment, secretly playing games in private, does not exist.

The teacher on the podium thought that his beating had worked, and secretly relieved, otherwise, in front of so many people, he would call an immature child and confiscate the phone. She was afraid that she would be affected by the child’s psychology. Cause trauma.

When eating at noon, Wei Jing took a meal card and Xia Susu sat down with them. The three of them had gone through some revolutionary sentiments, and by this time they were very familiar.

Xia Susu has always been holding the goddess Fan in front of outsiders, and the movements of eating are also very elegant, and Yuecheng ran her on the side, "I really should let these schoolboys see your true face."

"People are like this, you hate it~~" Xia Susu covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at Yuecheng with a smile. The last three words circled the tip of her tongue. He said it a thousand times, with its own charm, listening to Wei Jing Du was agitated abruptly.

Ma Ma! Sister, you are only sixteen years old! Can you speak well(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Wei Jing was eating, trying hard to be a transparent person. He has grown well since he was a child, attracting the attention of countless people. Right now, many students are secretly watching him. The mixed ones are muddy. No one noticed the excited eyes.

Four or five days ago, the old lady and the old man were still in W city, but in just a few days, the two have arrived in B city.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, if this is really his grandson, that would be great.

At the end of the TV broadcast, Wei Jing and other ranked students will specifically note down the student's age, school, and grade. The old couple got the name and school, found contacts by themselves, and lived in this school.

After several days of groping, they can already know his daily meal time.

The meals in the school cafeteria use uniform plates, and the chopsticks are also shared. After eating, you only need to put the plates and chopsticks in a uniform cleaning place, and there will be cleaners behind to clean them.

The two old couples chose the place behind Wei Jing. They ate rice in silence. They were full of thoughts and they ate very slowly. When the child finished the meal and headed out with the dinner plate, the old couple hurriedly walked beside the child. Behind him, staring at the chopsticks in the child's hand.

Perhaps their eyes were too obvious, the man turned his head, and the beautiful cat's eyes that were exactly the same as their son Chen Kun flashed a bit of doubt.

The old lady was short of breath and tried to show a kind smile to the other party.

Without seeing the strange person, Wei Jing smiled at the two old people behind him, and put the tableware down aside, and said to Xia Susu who was still arguing behind him: "You two hurry up! Don’t you need to study in the morning?"

Where Wei Jing could not see, the old man with all white hair bent over and slowly put down the dinner plate in his hand. When others were not paying attention, he quickly stuffed the chopsticks that the young boy had just put down. Cover the sleeves with your hands to prevent it from falling out.

After getting what they wanted, the two old men looked at each other and hurriedly left the school cafeteria.

Whether it is their grandson or not can be determined by a paternity test.

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Wei's old house.

The servants who came and went were full of joy, holding all kinds of things in their hands, preparing for the evening banquet.

Wei Zhe was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea with no expression on his face.

Six years have passed, but there are almost no traces on Wei He's face. He is still as delicate and gloomy as ever, looking like a harmless and artistic painter.

On the other hand, Wei Yuhui, who is 22 years old, has changed a lot. He still has that square face. He looks simple and honest. Right now he is wearing a decent smoky gray high-end ready-to-wear suit with a simple but inexpensive hand. Fei's silver watch, after the hair has been taken care of by a professional hairdresser, has faded from a young and childish man, looking mature and reliable.

His mother, Zhao Wanwan, was sitting next to Wei He. A woman in her forties, wearing a black long dress with a V-neck, a set of diamond necklaces and earrings shining beautifully. In terms of skin appearance, she is naturally inferior to the outside. The little girl in the coming year is better than her graceful and luxurious temperament.

Next to the woman, there is a young and beautiful woman. The woman is wearing a simple pink dress. The bulging ball on her chest is wrapped in pink lace. It should be bare. Her white thighs are exposed, including her knees. They are all attractive pinks, which are very coveted by men.

This time, Wei He deliberately formed a gathering, first to connect with Wei Zhe, and to introduce his contacts to him, and second to business marriage.

Whether it is Wei Yuhui or Wei Rourou, who was specially selected from the illegitimate daughters this time, the age is set there. It is Wei He's theme to find someone who has a family background to help the Wei family.

Why don't these two understand what Wei He means?

Especially Wei Rourou, her mother has long been unable to favor Wei He, this time she won the opportunity to please Wei He vigorously. Must succeed in one fell swoop, marry yourself out.

"Brother Wei Zhe." Wei Rourou brushed her hair in her ears, her voice was soft and flattering, and said: "You are really amazing. You can be a big company like Jing'an by yourself. It is really admirable."

"Nothing." Wei Zhe glanced at her coldly, speaking coldly.

Wei Yuhui gritted his teeth secretly, knowing that he is definitely not as good as Wei Zhe now. With a simple smile on his face, he did not hesitate to compliment him, as if he was really happy for Wei Zhe, "You don't need to be so humble, if it is nothing? Then we can't even do "nothing" Arrived."

Wei Rourou hurriedly agreed with Wei Yuhui, and the two of you said something and I said something, and they almost held Wei Zhe to the sky.

Wei Zhe sat there with no expression on his face, and a rather humiliating look.

Wei He looked at his son who was enough to shake the entire upper class, and felt very comfortable. The only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was Wei Jing. He thought that Wei Zhe is a child's character after all, even if he raises him, he should soon be bored.

Who knows that after so many years, the feelings between the two have grown deeper.

Fortunately, Wei Jing is a well-informed and witty, and has always stayed at home peacefully, without dangling in front of him, otherwise he was really afraid that he could not help strangling him, especially when he and the woman... time.

"Wei Zhe! Is your company still short of staff?" Wei He took a sip of tea and said in Zhao Wanwan's uncontrollable excited gaze: "Yuhui has just graduated from university and is about to find a job. If you are short of people, , Just take him over."

"Where do I go?" Wei Zhe frowned. His voice was deep and deep, his deep and charming black eyes looked at Wei Yuhui with a smile but a smile, and refused: "My staff is already full, if he comes over, We can only start from the grassroots level."

Zhao Wanwan's face was a little stiff, "Xiaozhe, aren't you busy right now? How come there is no shortage of people?"

"If Yu Hun is willing to come over to be a grassroots staff, I would naturally be happy." Wei Zheyun said lightly, making the gesture of not welcoming the other party very obvious.

Wei He's hand subconsciously rubbed the warm cup wall. He narrowed his eyes and pointed out, "I really don't want it."

Wei Zhe shook his head and glanced at the man with his narrow eyes. The opponent can clearly see the disdain in his eyes, a mature beast, how can he be afraid of a cunning fox?

"In this case, Yuhui, you will report to me next week."