Fang Shaoan was shocked and didn't say anything for a long time. He only sighed, "we're originally from the same root, why are we so anxious to fight each other? "
After that, no one said anything else. The car was quiet, or rather, it was more of a kind of helplessness and sadness.
Otherwise, why would people say that it was the most ruthless, the royal family.
It was exactly the same for such a big family.
In the rare few days, Fang Shaoan didn't drag Zhuge Wentao to fool around anymore. Tonight, he even sent him home obediently.
The zhuge family had always kept a low profile. Although they occupied the best seats in the wealthy district, there were rarely groups of servants waiting inside.
Zhuge Wentao preferred a quieter environment.
Therefore, when he pushed open the door, the living room was as dark as usual.
His parents were away from home all year round. Most of the time, there was only him and... ...
The sound of porcelain falling to the ground came from the kitchen. There was also the sound of a girl screaming, "AH! "
Zhuge Wentao immediately frowned and walked quickly to the kitchen.
He saw the white porcelain on the ground, and the little girl in pajamas standing next to him had a terrified look on her face.
"stand still. " He only said one sentence, then turned around and took the broom to remove the residue.
The girl in the kitchen was wearing a ginger pajamas with some cartoon patterns on it. Her short hair was just shoulder-length, and her small face was very young and immature. She looked like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
She stood in the same place obediently and looked at the man who was still working. She asked in a small voice, "brother, where have you been these days? "
Her voice was very soft, like a kitten's meowing. It scratched at the heart of a person, and to a man, it was especially fatal.
Zhuge Wentao's gaze deepened. "I have something to do. "
As he spoke, he had already put down the broom and turned to look at her. "Why are you still awake? Have you finished your homework? "
When she said this, the girl was discouraged and very pessimistic. "I can't finish it... mathematics is really a disaster for me for the rest of my life! "
However, Zhuge Wentao laughed and reached out to rub her head. He said dotingly, "I'll teach you. "
"Yes! " The girl happily rushed over and hugged Zhuge Wentao's arm. Her young face was full of smiles.
Her name was Rosette. She was Zhuge Wentao's younger sister. She was not related by blood at all.
When she was five years old, she was brought home by Mrs. Zhuge. Then, she placed her hand in the twelve-year-old Zhuge Wentao's hand.
When she came, there was nothing but a Rosette picked from the roadside in her hand.
Zhuge Wentao looked at her seriously then took the Rosette from her hand and placed it on her head. He told her that she would be called Rosette from now on.
A girl who was as pure as a flower.
When she was young, she did not think much of it. After she grew up, Rosette constantly reminded herself to be content.
Rosette was already a very nice name. At least back then, Zhuge Wentao did not randomly give her any Zhuge Wentao. She should be burning incense... ...
The brother and sister went upstairs.
On the way, Rosette Hugged Zhuge Wentao's hand and shook it. Her soft chest unconsciously brushed past his strong arm, again and again.
Rosette did not understand, but Zhuge Wentao was already an adult man. To a girl, the softest part... ...
He had a strange expression on his face. He quietly pulled his arm out of her embrace and asked seriously, "which question do you not know? "
"This is a big question! " As she spoke, Rosette took the exercise book and placed it in front of Zhuge Wentao.
Because of her bending over to approach him, a fragrance unique to girls immediately entered Zhuge Wentao's heart and lungs.