Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

As the barrage of comments continued to surge, Ye Kong glanced at Wen Can's expression.

He seemed to be standing in front of the bookcase like a solid stone statue, with the profile of his face as if looking at a book buried in the shadows, and only his taut and sharp jawline visible.

Wen Rong behind him was still slowly introducing those things to the host, his tone gentle and calm, without any disturbance.

But Ye Kong knew very well that the more he did this, the easier it would be for people to imagine his longing and pain when he was calm.

Human beings always love to pursue those lingering love stories with tragic endings, because only when it hurts enough can it prove that there is enough love, and love enough to satisfy human beings' natural yearning for love. And because this story belongs to others, it will not hurt ourselves, so we can feel free to discuss it, to dig into it, and to rush to explore the deeper aspects of the wound.

At the same time, people will always feel guilty unconsciously because of this desire to explore. The more guilty they feel, the more they will admire others, and the more likely they will praise them to the sky.

This has nothing to do with morality, it's just human nature. Wounds always make anything attractive, or at least arouse sympathy and attention.

Just like when she looked at Wen Can recently, she always felt that she could see his soul bleeding but silent.

But... there is a difference.

She turned to look at Wen Rong again and heard his calm voice.

"This is the Rubik's Cube she usually likes to play with. She has been fascinated by it for two or three years and has played with all kinds of them. I still search for a Rubik's Cube that she accidentally lost in a corner of the house. She is very playful and has modified these Rubik's Cubes. They are all messy. Although she is a fan of the Undead Demon, she has no talent for painting, but she likes to doodle. She once dragged me to attend art classes for a few days. In the end, I did learn some basics, but she fell asleep every day. It was very funny."

"She worked and studied here, and also took naps and slept here. At that time, our family of three loved to stay in the study. The small desk was A-can's, and the big desk was for the two of us. Sometimes when we saw A-can dozing off, we would secretly take pictures next to him and show them to him later. He would probably get angry, but A-can was also easy to coax when he was young. His mother and I would take him out for a walk or give him a small model he liked, and he would be happy."

"In fact, there are many things she is not good at, such as cooking and handicrafts. Her talents should all be in digital subjects. She has messed up the kitchen more than once or twice at home. Her son and I have to support her a lot, for fear that she will feel disappointed and think she has no talent."

"The worst dish Ah Can and I have ever eaten in our lives was probably made by her, so it is still very memorable and we still remember the taste."

“No one else in the world can make that taste.”

The shadow shook his head, still without much emotion, like a gentle breeze, but it made people's hearts suddenly ache. Many people in front of the screen almost shed tears, and even the barrage of comments decreased.

Ye Kong stared at the figure silently.

Standing in the light coming through the window, it seems as if all the wounds on my body are revealed calmly.

But she only saw that it was a piece of clothing.

And underneath the clothes with fake wounds, there is a hideous, ugly, and complacent soul.

What really bled and hurt in his words...

It’s Wen Can.

Her gaze suddenly returned to Wen Can and met his eyes as he turned his head to look at her.

He smiled at her and put the book back in his hand.

The pure suppressed anger that could be seen just now disappeared, and those emotions seemed to shrink back into his body in just an instant.

Ye Kong watched him turn around and said to him in a bored tone, "Have you finished looking? Where is the next place?"

Wen Rong was interrupted, but he smiled and replied gently: "Let's go to the entertainment room, you can watch some short films or something like that... your mother loves to watch..."

After a pause, he seemed to realize that he had said too much, so he shut up in time.

The army of barrage comments had tears in their eyes.

- After all this time, you're still the one I talk about

-It's okay, just say what you want to say. I feel like I'll go crazy if I don't talk.

-Tell everyone about Chi Wandao and that love, then she can live forever

-The sad ending will be passed down forever

-It hurts so much!

-Why do I feel like Wen Can is a little impatient? Is he okay?

-I just wanted to say that Wen Can is not only impatient, but he didn't say a word when his father mentioned his mother. Could he have forgotten everything?

- Filial piety is powerful

- He even interrupted his dad to talk about his mom. I'm impressed.

-Your love is so passionate, but you seem to be dismissive of your parents' love.

-Are you okay, netizens? Do you think you can suffer more than Wen Can, the son?

- Do you know who Wen Can is? Who knows if Wen Rong is playing Wen Can or if he is too lazy to cooperate with him? Believe that capitalists are better off eating shit.

-Wen Rong talks too much nonsense, the camera keeps filming him, I came to see the immortal demon, thank you

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-Please give the camera to the Undead Monster, and please don't curse our brother-in-law, thank you

-Don't you think Ye Kong's eyes are a little strange? It scared me

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When her eyes fell on Wen Rong, Wen Can just walked away, and when she turned around, a ray of slanting sunlight filtered through the bookcase and happened to slide across her face.

Her eyelashes were illuminated like running water, but the look she cast towards Wen Rong was like a sword reflecting clear light, clamoring for blood.

But it was only for a moment, and she lowered her eyes, turned her head and smiled at the camera.

No matter what they were discussing before, after this moment everyone broke into a frenzy of “Ahhhhh”.

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The third location.

Entertainment room, or audio-visual room.

I have to say that Wen Rong put a lot of effort into this interview.

When the room darkens, what lights up in this home theater are promotional contents of some of Wen's Group's more famous branches.

Although it is capitalist propaganda, it is obvious that the people who made this video know very well what the current market likes. The content of the video is mostly related to the workplace. Young and energetic people meet half-dead old office workers, and they work in a very interesting way while full of conflicts. Or it is an old-fashioned boss who meets a fashionable new subordinate. He is driven around and wants to get angry but cannot keep up with the trend, so he can only obey...

It goes without saying that after the live broadcast is over, this short film will be widely circulated - because the quality is indeed good, and it is good enough to make most audiences feel satisfied while also feeling that it has some connotation and is very down-to-earth.

At the end of the film, Wen Rong appears.

At the charity gala, one photo after another was seen, accompanied by the announcement that “Mr. Wen Rong donated XX million.”

At the same time, Wen Rong's somewhat awkward and resentful voice rang out in the theater: "Why did they edit this in?"

A snort.

No one knew who was laughing in the darkness.

But Wen Rong glanced at him and found that Ye Kong had no intention of hiding it at all.

She curled her lips and turned her head to look at him.

The light from the screen illuminated her cold and sharp eyes.

She took it back in just a moment, smiling as usual, and whispered, "This is a good way to promote it. They must know that you are low-key and would never agree to it, so they didn't tell you about it."

Wen Rong: ...

He tried hard to suppress the anger and humiliation he felt after being ridiculed. He thought he must be too sensitive.