"It's okay to go around, the air is pretty good," Sun Wenqu raised his face and took a breath, then looked back at the boy, "Don't let it go back?"

"Now, let it go back, it will definitely not leave," said Fang Chi, taking out the milk from his pocket and dismantling the bag of biscuits, and feeding the boy two pieces. "We get in the car and it will go back by itself."

"What did Mr. Huang eat at home after you have been away for two days?" Sun Wenqu took a sip of milk. The milk was hot and the box was a little wet. It was probably Fang Chi put the milk box in water and heated it. He was quite emotional. Fang Chi's carefulness in some parts was surprising.

"Cat food, I got an automatic feeder." Fang Chi said.

"Can it be used?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"...I can't use it," Fang Chi sighed, "It usually takes one paw and eats it from it, but it really likes to eat the cat food you get from you."

"Or why the salary I'll give you at the end of the month will be reduced to cat food." Sun Wenqu said with a smile.

"No, the little sissy can't spoil it," Fang Chi said with a tsk, and then turned his head, "You really want to pay a salary?"

"Yeah, really come on." Sun Wenqu nodded.

"No need to send it," Fang Chi was a little embarrassed, "I borrowed so much money and did some work... nothing."

"If you don't pay a salary, you'll be selling your body contract," Sun Wenqu looked at him, "Selling your body contract, selling your body contract, selling your body contract..."

"It's not over, right?" Fang Chi looked at him.

"It's over." Sun Wenqu said.

"No salary." Fang Chi said that, and walked quickly to the front.

The boy watched them get on the bus and ran back along the dirt road.

There were not many people on the morning bus, and they occupied two people's seats. Sun Wenqu pulled his collar, leaned against the window, closed his eyes and began to doze off.

However, people who can't sleep well in bed can basically not sleep when sitting on this messy and messy shuttle bus, so they just close their eyes and make a pose and comfort themselves.

But Fang Chi's like this is different. After sitting down, the kid slid down, and he started to sleep as soon as his head lowered. After ten minutes, his body tilted and leaned against Sun Wenqu.

"Oh," Sun Wenqu didn't move, and opened a crack in his eyes and looked at him, "You are very good at choosing a bed."

Fang Chi was probably really sleepy and slept heavily on him. Sun Wenqu stared at him for a while, reached out and gently hooked his face, but he couldn't help it.

Sun Wenqu yawned, but didn't quarrel at him anymore. He closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.

It was actually quite tiring to sleep. He leaned against Fang Chi on the left and squeezed the car window on the right. Because he insisted on staying for the night, he was bitten by a mouse and did not rest well. He was very embarrassed about this, so he didn't push Fang Chi away and just held on.

It's okay to hold on, but sometimes when the car bumps, Fang Chi's head will shake and his hair will sweep across his face and neck. In comparison, this is more tormenting than supporting Fang Chi.

After finally getting into the city, he didn't know which point he poked Fang Chi. He suddenly woke up with a tremor. Then he sat up straight and stared at the backrest of the seat in front. After a long time, he turned his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Sun Wenqu rubbed his shoulders that were almost stiff: "Do you have a timer in your mind and wake up when you get to the ground?"

"No, I suddenly woke up." Fang Chi grabbed his head and quietly looked at Sun Wenqu's shoulder.

"I didn't drool," Sun Wenqu saw his gaze, "Why would I slap you away?"

The bus arrived at the main station, and the two got off the bus and were about to take a taxi.

"You go get the injection first," Fang Chi took out his cell phone and checked the address. "The epidemic prevention is the nearest side of our school, go there to get the injection."

"I want to go back and put things, change clothes, and eat," Sun Wenqu frowned, "I haven't started work yet."

"Don't not go." Fang Chi looked at him suspiciously.

"Go and go, definitely go," Sun Wenqu said, "I don't want to get crazy rat disease."

"Then you can go back first by taking a taxi," Fang Chi saw a taxi on the side of the road, "You can take that one."

"Fang Chi," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Do I know how to do nothing in your eyes? I can't even shout a car?"

Fang Chi glanced at him: "Yes, yes."

"Get out," Sun Wenqu walked towards the car, "Okay, go to school quickly. Don't forget to come here to cook in the afternoon, and my cabinet is going to be cleaned..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Fang Chi almost trotting away. He was happy for a long time.

When the car was about to reach the entrance of the community, Sun Wenqu’s cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that Sun Jiayue was actually displayed on the screen.

It's less than nine o'clock now, and Sun Jiayue probably hasn't gotten up at this time for ten years.

"What's the matter?" Sun Wenqu answered the phone.

"Hey, are you not at home?" Sun Jiayue asked.

"...Yes," Sun Wenqu was stunned, "How do you know."

"I'm not at home yet," Sun Jiayue laughed, laughing very happily, "Hey, I'll tell you, you're going to make Sun Yao so angry. You can't even block anyone if you want to block this point."

"Sister is going to find me?" Sun Wenqu was surprised.

"It's probably still here," Sun Jiayue was still happy. "If you want to see her, you can make your own decisions. Don't tell her that I told you that she's going to find you."

"Yes." Sun Wenqu responded and hung up the phone.

I was in a good mood, but because of this call, I suddenly lost all my life.

Sun Wenqu looked at the people who were going to work and school outside the car window, frowned and tried hard to suppress his unhappiness.

Sun Yao is his father's right-hand assistant and confidant. Whether it is between his father and his mother, or between his father and him, Sun Yao will always stand on his father's side.

This elder sister, who is eight years older than him, is like a copy of her father to Sun Wenqu. Although she looks gentle, she is equally tough, rational, and the same... makes him not want to get close.

There is no very necessary reason, Sun Yao would not come to him. If he comes to him and is in such a way that he cannot avoid it in advance, then his father must be looking for him.

When Sun Wenqu thought of this, he felt upset. If he hadn't brought a big bag and a bag of mountain goods, he would have wanted the taxi to get off somewhere casually.

However, if Sun Yao doesn't find this pose, he will probably not leave.

The taxi stopped outside the yard door, and Sun Wenqu saw Sun Yao's car and Sun Yao's driver sitting in the car.

He carried his bag and bag and walked through the yard and into the house.

Sure enough, Sun Yao was sitting on the sofa and was slowly drinking tea. When he heard him enter the room, he turned around and smiled: "Are you back?"

"Well, I'm going to climb the mountain with Bowen and the others." Sun Wenqu put the bag and bag by the wall.

"Then clean up quickly." Sun Yao said.

"No," Sun Wenqu stood in front of her, "What's the matter?"

"Free it first," Sun Yao frowned and pushed him gently, "This is so dusty and dirt-like, I'll talk later."

"I'll go out later." Sun Wenqu said.

"Just come back and go out again? You've had too much fun..." Sun Yao sighed.

"If you go back to do Tao, you don't have to talk about it," Sun Wenqu took off his coat and walked into the bedroom, took out a set of clothes and said while changing it, "I have said everything I should say, and I have quarrels that I should argue, and I have also quarrels that I should dig into the soil..."

"Ask Qu, you know that your problem is not whether to make pottery or not, but your attitude towards your father." Sun Yao walked to the window of the living room with a teacup.

"My attitude towards him is because of his attitude towards me," Sun Wenqu changed his clothes and walked out, "Forget it, I don't want to say these chess-like words. I have been saying it for many years, and I can no longer find new words."

"I really can't figure out why you are so willful," Sun Yao looked out the window. "You are the one you loved the most since childhood. Everyone is wholeheartedly about you. What about you? Everything is centered on yourself. I don't want it. I feel uncomfortable. I can't stand it. What I want. I want..."

"Sister," Sun Wenqu interrupted her, "tell the point."

"Okay," Sun Yao turned around and looked at him, "You have a month to seriously consider these things, your future, your relationship with your father, and your relationship with this family."

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything.

"If you still insist on being like this now, if you don't plan to bow your head to surrender to your father, you have to be so stubborn," Sun Yao hugged his arms and gently tapped on the ground, "Then, this house and your future financial situation will not depend on your parents."

Sun Wenqu looked at her but still didn't say anything.

"Have I made it clear? If you want to go home and have a good talk with your father, or..." Sun Yao's eyes looked very much like his father, tough and aggressive. "I don't care how much money you have on hand now, but that's all, the house will be resold in a month."
Chapter completed!