Wen Fucheng was a man of few words. Most of the time, he listened instead of speaking. Occasionally, he would take a sip of tea… He would politely decline when others refilled his glass with alcohol.
Some people even laughed and said that President Wen seemed to be living a retirement life at such a young age.
When Wen Fucheng said that he was old and had to take care of his health, someone refuted, "CEO Wen is only 29 years old. How can this be old? You're in your prime. How many girls will like your handsome appearance?"
The man's expression was calm and unreadable, but Wen Yue had said that his second uncle was not to be trifled with.
The others didn't dare say anything.
After Xu Yi answered the call, he entered the house and swept his gaze around before finally landing on a low-key man in black in a corner.
This person was very low-key, but his aura could not be ignored.
Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiang Cheng stood up and put his arm around his friend's shoulder. "Why do you look so pale? Did something happen to Ying Jing?"
"It's okay. She's coming over for dinner later."
Eating was one thing, but there was another thing. Ying Jing had asked him if Wen Fucheng was here. If it were in the past, he would naturally not be familiar with the answer, but today, this person was indeed here.
Jiang Cheng opened his mouth, not knowing if he should tell his friend about the incident just now.
A few minutes ago, Xu Yi was standing outside.
He asked Ying Jing why she suddenly asked about Wen Fucheng.
"That one is not someone to be trifled with."
"I just heard that he's very powerful, so I didn't want to ask if you have a way. I'll just take a look. Second Brother, help me. You also know that I recently participated in a competition. The organizer is Dynasty Entertainment."
"You want to use the back door?"
"Nonsense." Ying Jing's tone instantly rose. "I just want to see what my future boss looks like! I promise not to mess around. I'll be good."
How could Ying Jing tell the truth? When she walked out of the door and was assaulted by the cold wind, her mind immediately sobered up.
After calming down, she felt she had been too impatient.
Wen Fucheng didn't know her yet. If she rushed up to him in such a hurry, would he confuse her with those women who wanted to be Mrs. Wen?
Ying Jing, who was standing by the roadside, suddenly came to the conclusion that it was not impossible to confuse them. She was aiming for the position of Madam.
She was just craving Wen Fucheng's body.
Everyone knew that the four young masters of Shanghai doted on Ying Jing. Xu Yi really couldn't stop Ying Jing from wheedling and reluctantly agreed.
She chuckled and hung up. After giving herself a mental thumbs-up, she was now vaguely looking forward to the moment she saw him.
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The traffic was a few minutes late. Wen Yue arrived a few minutes before the scene and was holding hands with a young girl.
"Let me introduce you. Jiangcheng, Xu Yi, and Ye Qingyu are all my good brothers… This is my second uncle."
Yan Shuang's gaze met Wen Fucheng's for a few seconds. The other party only glanced at her indifferently before looking away. Wen Yue studied at a university in Shanghai and had a girlfriend. It was said that he wanted to bring her back to the Wen family in the capital during the new year, but it was not easy to enter the Wen family.
He was afraid that his family would object to it and decided to give Wen Fucheng a heads-up beforehand to test the waters.
After all, Wen Fucheng had the final say in the Wen family now.
His gaze fell on the closed door for the third time and he calmed himself down. His assistant had come with him. Seeing this situation, he asked softly, "CEO Wen, since you've met, why don't you go back and rest first?"
"Who said anything about meeting someone?"
'Yes? Huh?'
The assistant looked at the girl beside Wen Yue in confusion.
Soft and weak, she quietly leaned against Wen Yue like a pure and harmless white rabbit. Yan Shuang gently tugged at the corner of Wen Yue's shirt.
"Does Second Uncle not like me?"
Wen Yue calmed the girl down. "No, Second Uncle is like that. Actually, he's very good. Don't worry! We won't meet often in the future. As long as he agrees to our relationship, no one in the Wen family will dare to object."
Yan Shuang smiled gently at him, but her gaze unconsciously went to the person sitting at the head of the table.
As everyone chatted, the door was pushed open with a creak. It did not affect the conversation in the room. However, the person who noticed the person first did not look away.
Jiang Cheng and Wen Fucheng chatted about some company matters. Halfway through the conversation, he looked in the direction the man was staring and saw Ying Jing.
The little girl stood limply at the door and peeked in. She seemed to be sizing up the people in the room. Those intelligent eyes were very lively.
Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Baby Jing is here. Come in quickly."
Ying Jing chuckled and pushed the door open completely. The light from the corridor shone into the house, magnifying her beauty.
"Good afternoon, Third Brother."
Xu Yi also saw her and immediately called the little girl over to sit. His tone was filled with concern.
She knew most of the people present, so she didn't stand on ceremony.
One by one, she greeted them sweetly.
When it came to Wen Fucheng, no matter how sweet she was, her mouth was stuck. In her previous life, she didn't have any relationship with Wen Fucheng even until her death. However, being in a similar circle, it was difficult not to know about him.
She had no choice. The other party was too powerful.
Xu Yi went out to answer a call.
Wen Yue was busy accompanying his girlfriend.
Jiang Cheng leaned on Wen Fucheng's words and did not speak.
"Wen Fucheng." His voice was slightly deep, but very clear, making Ying Jing's ears light up.
"Hello, Mr. Wen."
The little girl's eyes curved and she smiled like a cute fox.
It made him smile unconsciously. Under the dim light, no one could see him carefully sizing up the girl in front of him.
That was her!
It was worth it for him to be reborn with such a good temper.
When Xu Yi, who had just hung up the phone and walked into the room, heard this, he slapped his back. "Why are you calling him Mr. Wen? That's Second Uncle."
Since they had to address him respectfully, Ying Jing naturally had to follow.
Ying Jing was unwilling to address him that way, and moreover, she wasn't related to Wen Fucheng by blood.
Most importantly, it would not be easy for her to continue with her plans after calling him Second Uncle. It would be awkward.
"Mr. Wen is so young. Why are you calling him Second Uncle? I think you should call him Brother Wen."
Her words more or less displeased the few young masters present.
"Who is Baby Jing taking advantage of here?"
If they called Wen Fucheng Second Uncle and Ying Jing called him Big Brother Wen, how would they address Ying Jing?
In the end, Xu Yi held Ying Jing's head and made her address Wen Fucheng as Second Uncle.