Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

Duan Minzhu was a little angry, but she couldn't bear to blame her precious son, so she could only nag a little.

"You are usually so eloquent, why are you so dumbfounded now?"

This was the first time that Xie Shiyu was scolded by his mother, and he pouted in grievance.

Who would have thought that Duan Wu would be so straightforward and frank in talking about his own shortcomings.

He wrote a lot of drafts but couldn't use them.

……

[Have you found Xie Shirong, Xiaoba? ]

【008: Found it, in the rose garden. 】

Duan Wu recalled where the Rose Garden was and waved to the bodyguards behind him, indicating that they didn't need to follow him.

The rose garden in this manor used to be a scenic spot open to the public. Ever since Duan Wu spent a huge amount of money to buy the entire manor, Xie Shirong has never come in again.

I originally thought that I would never have the chance to see him in this lifetime.

He lay relaxedly on the European-style bench under the vine rack. The flowers were not blooming brightly enough in this season, but the gardeners of the rose garden would order the best greenhouse roses from all over the world to embellish this beautiful garden.

No one blamed him, and no one said he was not as good as Xie Shiyu. Such peace was the most precious time.

The friction sound of the electric wheelchair passing through the gravel road startled the drowsy Xie Shirong.

He sat up hurriedly and saw a man with chiseled features, like an ancient Greek sculpture. His deep eyes showed the oppression of being in a high position for a long time. His hair was combed back, which made him look mature and cold, full of abstinence.

Xie Shirong glanced at the wheelchair and immediately guessed his identity.

Then I felt a little nervous, not knowing whether I should speak.

"Xie Shirong?"

Hearing the person calling out his name first, Xie Shirong looked up in surprise.

"Fifth Master."

He quickly stepped forward, staring intently at the man he longed for.

Duan Wu, his idol.

A strong man who can make a comeback after breaking his leg and conquer everything.

Thinking that Duan Wu actually knew him, Xie Shirong rarely showed a shy expression.

"Fifth Master, do you know me?"

"I just saw Duan Minzhu and Xie Shiyu."

Hearing Xie Shiyu's name, his smile faded a little.

"Why are you here alone?"

Duan Wu looked Xie Shirong up and down. He was tall and thin and looked listless. Living in such a family environment for a long time, even he himself would probably not be able to maintain a good mental state.

"I don't have any talent to give to Master Wu, so I'm not qualified to go in."

Xie Shirong laughed at himself, then came to his senses and remembered that it was Duan Wu's birthday.

"Happy birthday, Master Wu."

Duan Wu's eyes revealed a gentle smile, "Today is not my birthday."

"Ok?"

Xie Shirong firmly believed that he could not have remembered it wrong, they were here to attend the birthday party.

Duan Wu hooked his finger at him, motioning the young man to come over and push him.

"My real birthday is not today. Businessmen all believe in Feng Shui, so my real birth date is impossible to make public."

Xie Shirong held the wheelchair and suddenly understood after hearing Duan Wu's explanation.

"When is Master Wu's birthday?"

After blurting it out, Xie Shirong thought to himself that it was bad and hurriedly tried to make amends.

"I mean……"

"April 6th."

Duan Wu didn't care about Xie Shirong's offense. He took out a small knife from somewhere and cut a beautiful white rose in full bloom from the rose bushes.

“Do you know why the Tannic white rose blooms in this season?”

"Because it is grown in a greenhouse." This is common sense, Xie Shirong replied.

Duan Wu turned his wheelchair around and looked at Xie Shirong face to face.

"The blooming period of the Tannic rose is very short, less than a week."

"But since its beauty was discovered, people have come up with countless ways to maintain its flowering period, including nutrient solution, temperature, humidity, frequency of water changes, soil, optimization of mother plants... Flower experts have spent more than a decade on research just to make it bloom longer."

Xie Shirong stared at the beautiful rose in Duan Wu's hand, which was tender, soft, yet full of vitality.

He thought of Xie Shiyu.

Seeing that he understood, Duan Wu continued:

"There are many roses whose flower shapes are far inferior to the elegant Tannic rose, which blooms like an elegant aristocrat among flowers, but they have not disappeared just because people don't like them."

"In the category of Guado alone, there are more than 300 varieties."

This time Xie Shirong was certain that Duan Wu was talking about him.

"In fact, most people who don't know roses don't care what kind it is. They only know the beauty and fragrance, and that's all they care about."

The snow-white rose has a sweet and charming fragrance. Seeing Duan Wu handing the flower to him, Xie Shirong was flattered and took it.

He didn't understand why Duan Wu told him this, nor did he understand why the other party seemed to understand his situation very well.

The Xie couple has always had a very good external image, and they always appear to be doting and loving motherly and fatherly.

The first time someone told him he was a rose.

Xie Shirong stared at the flower in his hand in a trance.

Duan Wu was very different from what was said in the legend, and even more different from what he had imagined.

As far as he could remember, his parents had countless quarrels because of Uncle Duan Wu. Xie Zhen always blamed Duan Minzhu for not being close to the Duan family and not being able to help the family much, while Duan Minzhu blamed Xie Zhen for being incompetent and not being worthy of Uncle Wu's eyes.

In short, half of their business topics are about how to suck blood from the Duan family.

Young Xie Shirong did not know how to do business, but he would occasionally question himself: Is it possible to succeed in business by relying on others without working hard?

It wasn't until he grew up that he understood

It really can.

At least by taking Duan Wu's big ship, it is really possible.

Although Duan Minzhu is not the biological daughter of the old man of the Duan family, the power enjoyed by an adopted daughter in this circle is the same as that of a close relative.

He witnessed Duan Wu's rise from the peak to the accident and then his comeback, and all the faces of the Duan family.

It's hard to imagine if that person was him,

He would have probably been defeated and drowned himself.

Deep down, Xie Shirong has always had a special respect for this "uncle" whom he had never met.

"What do you want to do in the future?"

Duan Wu saw that his eyes had regained focus slightly and continued to ask.

"I want to make games!" Xie Shirong became noticeably more energetic when he mentioned this.

"Games? Why games?"

Duan Wu was a little surprised. No matter how he looked at it, Xie Shirong didn't seem like an internet addict.

"When I was the loneliest, it was the games that kept me company. I have been learning programming, rendering, and art all along... I majored in fine arts in college."

Xie Shirong sighed self-deprecatingly:

"Originally, I planned to study abroad in some countries with advanced gaming technology after graduating from university."

But Duan Minzhu and Xie Zhen refused to let him go and insisted that he be their brother's shadow.

Xie Shirong once thought about dying with them, but the game healed him temporarily.

The producer told him through the character:

Death means you will lose your mind

What's more, it's the thought of the upcoming sequel he can't play.

Xie Shi tolerated it, and secretly became his own independent producer, releasing some small games under a pseudonym, making a little money, trying to create primitive accumulation and escape from this cage.

"The game is great, why don't I invest and you make it?"