I almost touched the moon

Just then, the doorbell rang. The housekeeper went to open the door, but was a little surprised when he saw the person coming. He quickly walked to Wen Yiheng and said, "Dr. Lucille, there's a Chinese man looking for you. He says he's a client of yours, with the surname of Cheng."

(Dr. Lucille, a Chinese man came to see you. He said he was your client. His last name was Cheng)

After hearing this, Wen Yiheng was surprised and speechless, but he still asked the housekeeper to invite Cheng Bowen into the house.

It was clearly the weekend, but Cheng Bowen was still wearing a suit, and even brought two subordinates who were also dressed in suits. As soon as he entered the door, he said to Wen Yiheng, "Hello, Lawyer Wen, I'm sorry to bother you. I sent you an email and called you, but you didn't reply. The matter is quite urgent, so I had to take the liberty to come to your house to bother you."

Wen Yiheng was obviously upset by their behavior, but he still smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, I don't check my email or my work phone on weekends. What's the matter? Sit down and talk."

Wen Song also immediately greeted Cheng Bowen and said, "Hello, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Bowen said, "Miss Wen, you are too polite. Given your relationship with our Ah Che, you can just call me uncle. Ah Che has returned to China these two days, right?"

"Yes." Wen Song nodded awkwardly, and then said to Wen Yiheng, "Mom, I'm going back to my room first."

When she left, she heard Cheng Bowen say to Wen Yiheng, "Given the relationship between Miss Wen and Ah Che, our two families should have met and had dinner together a long time ago. Unfortunately, Lawyer Wen is busy and has never had the chance. Today, I brought some gifts to show Ah Che that he is fulfilling his duties as a son-in-law."

Wen Song was speechless when he heard Wen Yiheng say, "Isn't it business that Mr. Cheng is looking for me today? Mr. Cheng and Isyelia are in love, that's their own business, let's just talk about business."

As the elevator door closed, the noise in the living room also stopped. Wen Song became even more dissatisfied with Cheng Bowen. He usually didn't care much about Cheng Che, but at this time, he was using Cheng Che to get close to him. Fortunately, Wen Yiheng was very clear about the distinction between public and private, and didn't fall for it at all.

Cheng Bowen didn't leave until dinner time. When Wen Song went downstairs to eat dinner, he saw Wen Yiheng's face full of dissatisfaction and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"Their company's FDI was reviewed by the German government for some reasons, so the investment needed to be suspended. He felt very anxious so he came to me." Wen Yiheng knew that Wen Song didn't understand the law, so he just gave a brief explanation.

Then he complained unhappily, “I don’t know what he is so anxious about. What’s the use of him telling me today? Is the government open today? If he tells me today, I will have to deal with it on Monday.

He was really self-righteous and didn’t accept the solution I told him. Then I told him that the contract stipulated that since he didn’t listen to our suggestions, the final FDI and M&A could not proceed smoothly, and he would bear all the losses and consequences himself, and he still needed to pay the subsequent balance. Then he left and said he would come to the office to talk to me on Monday. ”

Wen Song was also speechless after hearing this, and said to Wen Yiheng: "Cheng Che is really different from his father. Don't take your anger out on him because of this."

"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person? I know your boyfriend is a very good person." Wen Yiheng also echoed, "How could Cheng Bowen give birth to such a perfect and handsome son? He really doesn't look like him at all."

"Ache looks like his mother. His mother is very beautiful and has a good personality." Wen Song thought of Cheng Che and smiled inadvertently.

Wen Yiheng also heard Ye Qing'an talking about Cheng Che's biological mother. He sighed and said with a little regret: "I know that his mother really taught him well, but it's a pity, alas."

Wen Song felt a little heavy after hearing this, so he changed the subject and said, "But how does Mr. Cheng know where you live?"

"I don't know either." Wen Yiheng said speechlessly, "When I asked him, he just hesitated and didn't explain clearly. He also knows that I hate to mix life and work. Let's do this for now. After this case is over, I will no longer have any cooperation with their company. Don't tell Cheng Che."

"Of course I won't tell him." Wen Song said immediately, "He doesn't bother to care about his father's company."

Wen Song thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Is it possible that Cheng Che told his father? I'll ask him."

"Stop ilia!" Wen Yiheng stopped her immediately, with a hint of anger in his tone, "Why do you doubt him? Do you have any evidence? Can you doubt him without evidence? Cheng Che is your boyfriend, don't you even have this little understanding and trust in him? Even I believe in his character, and I never thought that he would tell Cheng Bowen our home address without your consent and ours."

"It's just an assumption, I'm not making any judgment, just gonna ask him and get the answer."

Wen Song didn't understand why Wen Yiheng was suddenly angry about this matter. She didn't doubt Cheng Che, but just felt that there was such a possibility and wanted to ask Cheng Che for the answer.

Wen Yiheng continued to look at her unhappily and said, "But you don't have any evidence. How can you name Roche as a suspect just with an assumption."

(But you don't have any evidence, how can you identify Roche as a suspect based on a hypothesis?)

"I'm not naming him as suspect!" Wen Song explained speechlessly, "I've repeated many times, it's just an assumption, i wanna get an answer from him. In my research, I also often need to infer a conclusion based on assumption. I don't think it's wrongfulness."

(I didn't name him as a suspect! I've repeated this many times, this is just a hypothesis and I want to get an answer from him. In my research, I often need to infer conclusions based on hypotheses. I don't think this is wrong)

Wen Yiheng calmed down and said to Wen Song, "Ok Ilia, I'm not going to discuss your assumption or your research with you. I just want to tell you that you can't doubt others based on your own thoughts, especially this person, who is still your boyfriend and a person who loves you wholeheartedly. Your behavior is really hurtful, you know?"

"Okay..." Wen Song sighed and said, "I didn't mean to hurt him."

"But once you ask, you will definitely hurt him. You have been in love for so long, and even I know Cheng Che's character very well, don't you? Since you know him well, you should trust him and not define him based on your own ideas, even if it's just an assumption."

After hearing what Wen Yiheng said, Wen Song nodded helplessly and said, "It's not that I don't trust him, I just think there is such a possibility. Fine, I understand, I won't ask him."

Seeing Wen Song's half-understanding expression, Wen Yiheng felt even more speechless, and said with some regret: "You should really be content. Go to the temple to burn incense. Burn more incense. It's really not easy for Cheng Che to be with you. If you were my girlfriend, I couldn't live with you for a week."

"What a coincidence." Wen Song also said, "If you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't be able to live with you for a day."

After dinner, Wen Yiheng went out to date her boyfriend. Before leaving, she reminded Wen Song: "Ilia, I have no intention of interfering in your love life, but I want to give you some advice. Think about the problem from Cheng Che's perspective. Don't be so self-centered. Don't hurt someone who truly loves you because of your unconsciousness and slowness."

"I know. Go on your date. When did you become so nagging? You're really getting old."

Wen Song dealt with it impatiently, but couldn't help thinking in her heart, didn't she consider Cheng Che? But she really tried very hard to think for Cheng Che, why couldn't she do it well...