Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

"Qi Yan seems to be in a good mood today."

Lin Su said as he looked at Xie Qiyan's brisk back as he went upstairs.

"Who cares? He's always acting the same way."

Lin Su chuckled and said nothing. Anyone who knew Xie Qichuan knew how much he cared about his younger brother.

It's really funny to say that these two brothers would fight whenever they met. When they went out, they would beat anyone who dared to say anything bad about the other with a stick.

As soon as she returned to the apartment, Wen Ling received a message from Chen Zhiru asking her to go back to the Wen family.

Wen Ling rubbed her tired eyes, stood up, changed her clothes and went back.

There were no servants walking around in the Wen family at this time.

living room.

Wen Wanwan and Chen Zhiru were sitting there.

Wen Ming was not at home. Wen Ling was not surprised. Wen Ming was very busy and rarely spent any time at home.

"Mother."

Wen Ling shouted and sat down on the sofa nearby.

Chen Zhiru responded and got straight to the point.

"I'm having dinner with the young master of the Xie family tonight."

Wen Ling glanced at Wen Wanwan who was sitting next to Chen Zhiru and responded.

"Yes."

The living room returned to silence, and after a while Chen Zhiru's voice was heard again.

"I'm not saying you can't have contact with him."

Her voice was serious but without much emotion. Wen Ling couldn't tell whether she was angry or not, but she could hear Chen Zhiru's prejudice against Xie Qiyan.

She felt that Xie Qiyan was obviously a good person, and for some reason she didn't want others to misunderstand him.

"Mom, although Xie Qiyan seems a bit out of tune, he's actually quite good, unlike what people say."

The mother and daughter confronted each other silently. Chen Zhiru was serious most of the time, and sometimes her oppressive and sharp eyes were not something that everyone could withstand.

But Wen Ling's eyes were persistent.

After a while, Chen Zhiru withdrew her gaze.

"Okay, you have your own social circle, so you should control it yourself. It's too late, so just rest at home tonight and don't go back."

Wen Ling nodded.

"Mom, go to bed early too."

After saying that, Wen Ling returned to her room.

Wen Wanwan, who had been sitting there without saying a word, didn't expect that the matter would just pass like that. Wasn't it obvious that her mother also disapproved of Wen Ling's contact with the young master of the Xie family?

How come Wen Ling let this matter go with just a few words?

"Wanwan, go back and rest quickly too."

With Wen Wanwan, Chen Zhiru's eyes softened a little. After all, she still owed this daughter.

Wen Wanwan bit her lip, nodded and went back to her room.

Their rooms were very close, and when she passed by Wen Ling's door, she hesitated for a moment before knocking.

Wen Ling opened the door and leaned against the door frame. She was really sleepy now.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tell mom about it. I just heard that Xie Qiyan wasn't a good person, and I was worried that you would suffer."

"Xie Qiyan is fine."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Wen Ling's suddenly fierce tone scared both of them.

Wen Wanwan didn't expect Wen Ling to react so strongly. Wen Ling had basically spoken to her without any emotion during this period. This was the first time, and it was to protect someone.

Wen Ling was also shocked by herself. Why did she react so strongly?

Isn’t it enough for Xie Qiyan to know whether he is good or not? Is there any need to emphasize it to Wen Wanwan?

Wen Ling attributed the reason to her being too sleepy and her mind might not be clear at the moment.

Coughed.

"Wen Wanwan, you don't need to pay too much attention to my affairs. Whether I am good or not has nothing to do with you. I think the best way for you and I to get along is to keep our distance."

After saying that, Wen Ling closed the door directly.

Wen Wanwan gritted her teeth as she stared at the closed door. She no longer wanted to be inferior to Wen Ling.

For the next few days, Wen Ling was busy running back and forth between school and home. The classes were really overwhelming, with four classes every day, and it was packed.

The school concentrated all the courses for the entire semester into the first few weeks, and there were no classes in the last few weeks.

Xie Qiyan was a little angry because he couldn't get Wen Ling to dinner.

Every time he wanted to ask Wen Ling out for dinner, the girl would show him her class schedule.

Then he said to make an appointment on the weekend.

The girl sent a rejection message without hesitation and said that he was clingy.

He seemed to be able to see Wen Ling's disgusted expression through the screen.

This is the first time someone says he is clingy. How is he clingy?

He was so angry that he threw his phone on the sofa. After a while, Song Shi'an sent a message, asking him to go out for a drink and saying that Han Xingzhi would go as well.

I was about to reply but when I saw the following message, I raised my eyebrows and became interested.

Bar, luxury box.

Song Shi'an, Xiang Chi, and Xie Qiyan, all three of them sat in unison, legs crossed, on the extended sofa.

The only difference was that Song Shi'an and Xiang Chi's eyes were on Han Xingzhi who was drinking alone.

Xie Qiyan, on the other hand, looked down at his phone.

He was teasing the kitten on the other side, and now the kitten was furious.

"Xie Qiyan, could you please stop doing things that don't match your image?"

How come such a cool and handsome guy actually has the worry of an old woman inside?

The cat with sharp claws grabbed the chat history and threw it at his face without any hesitation.

Xie Qi Yan clicked on it and saw the message he sent on the right.

The content is as follows:

Had breakfast?

It’s getting cold, remember to put on more clothes when traveling?

What did you have for lunch?

Go home early after school in the evening. It is not safe for the little girl to go home too late alone.

……

Wen Ling's responses were all "hmm", "okay", "fine". Very perfunctory.

There was a lot of news about the angry cat complaining.

"Do you know that every time I talk to you, I have this weird feeling like the person I'm talking to is a caring elder?"

"Please don't let your reputation fall apart. Maintain your cool and uninhibited persona, okay?"

"She acts like an old lady every day."

Xie Qi Yan laughed out of anger. He cared about her but it was wrong. Not only was she not touched, but she also found him annoying and called him a nanny.

If Wen Ling were here, he would definitely pinch her face hard and ask her who the nanny was.

The sudden laughter caused Song Shi'an and Xiang Chi to turn their heads and look over.

"What are you looking at?"

Xie Qi Yan looked up at the two of them.

"No, bro. Don't you think you're sitting in the wrong seat?"

Xiang Chi looked at his brother who seemed to be in a good mood.

Every time the four of them came out, it was him and Han Xingzhi who would sit on the green leather sofa over there and drink from the bottle.

They sat here and watched.

Why? Today, Han Xingzhi is the only one left on the green leather sofa.

Well, looks quite lonely.

Xie Qi Yan snorted and glanced at the dying man over there.

He cursed, "You are useless."

Song Shian: "..."

Xiang Chi: “…”

Do you want to listen to what you are saying? You and he are the same.

Xiang Chi was speechless and walked forward to snatch the wine bottle from Han Xingzhi.

"Don't drink anymore. Don't you know what's happening with your stomach?"

He struggled for a long time, but he was still the unlucky one.

"Tell me, what has that stupid woman done again?"

Han Xingzhi's cold face showed dissatisfaction.

"Don't scold her."

Xiang Chicai didn't listen to him.

That woman was just stupid. He had scolded her wrongly. She was jumping up and down for a crappy man, wanting to die. Han Xingzhi had never been bad to her. It was the Ye family who wanted to marry their daughter to Han Xingzhi, not Han Xingzhi forcing her to marry him.

After marrying her, Han Xingzhi treated her so well that he almost worshipped her.