A low and hoarse voice escaped from his lips, "Go to my lounge."
"No." Wen Tong hurriedly pushed him away.
When I went to his lounge, he was going to show off his lust again. It was still daytime.
"Go to my house that night."
"No." She refused again.
"Then go to the lounge."
"Beichen Xiao, can you think of something else in your mind?" Wen Tong tapped his forehead hard and pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
He smiled evilly, "So you like to be on the table."
He picked her up and was about to put her on the desk. She exclaimed, "Bad guy, let go."
He was just scaring her, knowing that she was thin-skinned and would just tease her. If she got really angry, he would be the one to suffer.
"I won't make trouble with you anymore, I still have to do something." She touched his handsome face and said seriously.
"If you promise to go to my house at night, I will let you go."
"What if not?"
He made a thinking expression, "Lounge? Desk, which one do you prefer?"
"shameless."
"There is no 'shameless' option among the options."
Wen Tong was so angry that she bit his ear.
Bad man, his slippery tongue really got him off his back.
The two had a wild fuss for a while, and then Wen Tong went to do something.
She promised to go to his house, but she couldn't do it these days. She had to stay with Fang Lan.
When Wen Tong returned home, the smell of food was wafting in the house. There were four or five dishes on the table. Just looking at the color made her drool.
Before Ding Ding took off his schoolbag, he immediately exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good."
Hearing the sound, Fang Lan poked her head out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "There is also a soup, the meal will be ready soon."
After saying that, her eyes fell on Ding Ding's face. When she saw it, the iron spoon in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the soup on it splashed everywhere.
Almost subconsciously, her lips moved and a name slowly spilled out, "Axiao."
The voice was too quiet, and neither Wen Tong nor Ding Ding heard it. Their attention was focused on the dining table at this time.
"Uncle Cang Yue, come in." Ding Ding turned around and pulled Cang Yue in, who looked awkward, and quickly found a pair of slippers for him, "Quickly change into them, there is something delicious."
Cang Yue put on her slippers without saying a word, but when she lowered her head, her usually cold facial expression showed a gentle fluctuation.
"Aunt Fang, this is the little Ding Ding you want to see the most." Wen Tong brought Ding Ding to the door of the kitchen like a treasure, and pointed at Fang Lan, who was still stunned, and introduced, "Ding Ding, call grandma quickly."
"Hello, grandma." Ding Ding shouted sweetly, raising her little head, her big black eyes like two shining gems.
Fang Lan looked at this little face, which overlapped with a certain face in her memory, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Grandma, grandma." Ding Ding shook Fang Lan's hand and asked in a low voice, "Grandma, why are you crying?"
Only then did Fang Lan realize that her face was full of tears. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "Be good, let grandma hold me."
Fang Lan picked up Ding Ding. He was already five years old and not very heavy, but it was still difficult for her to hold him up.
"Aunt Fang, please stop hugging him, he is very heavy." Wen Tong said hurriedly.
"Not heavy, not heavy." Fang Lan happily hugged Ding Ding and chased him to ask questions.
The little guy has a good impression of this beautiful grandma because she can cook such fragrant dishes.
"Ding Ding, grandma brought you fruit cake."
"Wow, that's great, grandma, how did you know that I like to eat fruit cake." The little guy immediately hugged Fang Lan's neck excitedly, his little face filled with excitement and anticipation.
He was reluctant to eat the fruit cake Uncle Wenze gave him last time, but ended up eating it all.
"Here, grandma will give it to you." Fang Lan put Ding Ding down and turned around to get a box of fruit cake, "Here, Ding Ding."
"Thank you, grandma." Ding Ding held a large box of fruit cake and smiled so much that his eyes almost narrowed.
Seeing his innocent smile and undisguised joy, Fang Lan seemed to be even happier than him.
She still remembers that at that time, she used the money she saved to buy fruit cake, but she forgot that he didn't like sweets. His expression at that time made her feel that she was a failure as a mother. However, he changed the fruit cake from
She took it from her hand and ate it deliciously.
He obviously doesn't like it, just to make her happy.
"Grandma." Ding Ding pulled off her sleeve, causing her to come back to her senses immediately. She touched the little guy's head lovingly, and every move she made was filled with love from the bottom of her heart.
Ding Ding opened his two little hands, only one of which held fruit cake, "Grandma, look carefully, there is only one piece."
"Well, there's only one piece." Fang Lan didn't understand what the little guy wanted to do, and her appetite was whetted.
Ding Ding put his two little hands together and waved them in front of Fang Lan's eyes twice. When he opened his hands again, the piece of fruit cake disappeared.
Fang Lan said in surprise: "It's gone?"
"Of course not." Ding Ding pointed to the pocket on Fang Lan's apron, "Grandma, please touch it."
Fang Lan reached into her pocket and took out a piece of fruit cake. She couldn't believe it, "How did you change it to this?"
"This is the magician's secret, grandma, I can't tell you."
Ding Ding said seriously, but there was a hint of pride on his face.
"Okay, okay, you are the best." Wen Tong held his hand, "Go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
He raised his head again and said to Fang Lan: "Aunt Fang, don't be deceived by him. He actually hid the fruit cake in your pocket a long time ago, and..." Wen Tong found the piece of fruit cake that he had used in the little guy's sleeve.
The fruit cake has disappeared, "the real piece is here."
"Mom, you are not authentic." The little guy was immediately dissatisfied.
"It's not my fault. A real magician won't let others see his flaws." Wen Tong said innocently.
"Hmph, I will definitely practice more frequently, and I will impress you all when the time comes." Ding Ding puffed up her little chest proudly.
Fang Lan felt that she liked him more and more, not only because of his appearance, but also because of the little guy's lovable personality, without being stubborn or cold, just like a pistachio, full of positive energy.
In terms of personality, he really doesn't look like him.
Tintin washed his hands and the last dish was served.
Wen Tong introduced Cang Yue to Fang Lan. Cang Yue didn't like to talk, so she just nodded and started eating silently.
Fang Lan thought this young man was quite strange, but he didn't seem to be a bad person.
After dinner, Wen Tong was washing the dishes, while Fang Lan and Ding Ding were playing in the living room. There were two empty packages of fruit cakes on the coffee table. Because they were sweeter, Fang Lan didn't dare to let him eat more.
When Wen Tong came out with the fruit, she saw Fang Lan sitting there looking at Ding Ding in a daze. Her eyes were very much like looking at another person through him.
Fang Lan's love for Ding Ding was completely different from her love for a strange child, especially her reaction when she saw him for the first time, which was very strange.
Even when she was in that small town, she couldn't stop watching the videos on her phone. Even Wen Tong felt tired of watching them, but she still watched them with gusto.
Wen Tong thought of the old photo found in the iron box at Fang Lan's house. The child in it looked almost exactly like Ding Ding.
She wondered whether that child might be Fang Lan's son.
Mother Chen once said that Ding Ding and Beichen Xiao seemed to be carved from the same mold when they were young.
The fruit cake was brought back by Wenze, which means that Wenze has been to that town before.
Wenze is also Beichenxiao's personal secretary and knows many things about Beichenxiao.
Connecting these points one by one gave Wen Tong a bold hypothesis.
Could this beautiful woman in front of me have anything to do with Beichen Xiao?