The next day, Xiao Xiao took the time to go to the bank.
Another million dollars was added to his account.
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Originally, when Father Wen gave it to him yesterday, he hesitated for a moment whether to accept it or not.
It's not because of the relationship between the Wen family and the Chi family.
After all, the Wen family is the Wen family and the Chi family is the Chi family, and he knows the difference very clearly.
He came to the Wen family to "treat" the young master of the Wen family because of Chi Xiuchuan's request, but he would not look at them differently because of this.
If it weren't for Chi Xiuchuan, they would be just strangers.
What made him hesitate was that this time, he could say that a blind cat met a dead mouse and happened to solve the problem of the young master of the Wen family.
After all, he didn't do anything.
The result was good, but he just thought it was luck.
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However, Father Wen and Mother Wen misunderstood when they saw Xiao Xiao's silence.
"Master Xiao, although you were invited by that boy Achuan, we can't just feel at ease and let your hard work go in vain."
Father Wen has a strong body and heroic features. The passage of time has polished him to be more stable and profound.
It can be seen that Wen Shaoyang is quite similar to his father. Because of his age, although he is a little green, he is more sharp and shines like the newborn sun.
The child is more like Mother Wen, and her immature facial features are more delicate and delicate.
"Yes, Master Xiao, you helped Xiaoyuan, we can't thank you enough."
Mother Wen has a soft voice, and her face, which has been favored by God, shows no obvious signs of aging. The subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes add a bit of mature charm.
"Please accept it."
"Even if it's a bit tacky, it's what we really mean."
When the conversation came to this point, Xiao Xiao accepted it without any hesitation.
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Seeing this, Father Wen's eyebrows widened and he said loudly: "Master Xiao, if you need help in the future, please come to the Wen family."
"Even if our capabilities are limited, we will do our best."
Father Wen's attitude was very upright, and he was not domineering or in a so-called giving attitude.
Master Xiao made him a little confused, and he intuitively should be on good terms with Master Xiao.
He trusts his intuition, even if he can't see its value now.
It's just a million dollars and a favor, and he can afford such a price.
Moreover, Master Xiao helped his youngest son. Based on this alone, Master Xiao is a guest of the Wen family.
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"Thanks."
Regarding Father Wen's promise, Xiao Xiao felt a little shaken.
I somewhat admire Father Wen's courage.
Because this time was different from the past, he didn't show anything unusual.
And people are always more likely to be in awe of the unknown.
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Moreover, Wen Shaoyuan's condition is serious. After all, it is a mental problem. How can it not frighten a parent?
However, from a certain perspective, Wen Shaoyuan's situation is actually not so alarming and should be taken seriously.
Not to mention that his condition has improved since the beginning, and the doctors are not helpless about his condition, it just requires long-term treatment.
Perhaps, in the final analysis, Wen Shaoyuan is just a child who loves fantasy.
It's just that he was too obsessed with his own fantasy world.
As he grows older, his childhood fantasies will probably fade away.
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Then, his role becomes even more negligible.
He just woke up the child who was addicted to fantasy early.
That's just what it does.
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The attention Father Wen showed made Xiao Xiao a little puzzled.
He knew that Wen's father was a businessman, and businessmen never did business at a loss.
They thanked him for saving their son, so a check of one million would be enough.
Could it be that he really has a tall face?
So let people treat him well?
Xiao Xiao laughed a little.
But he didn’t think about it any more.
As long as he didn't touch his bottom line, he never bothered to think too much.
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Xiao Xiao couldn't help but rub the check in his hand with his fingers, and looked at the sincere attitude of Father Wen and Mother Wen. He understood that the favor of the Wen family was a priceless reward.
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Mr. Wen is a frequent visitor to various major conferences broadcast on television.
Among the three sons of the Wen family, the eldest is in politics, the second is in the army, and the third, Wen's father, is in business.
The huge Wen family is intricately connected and powerful.
Mr. Wen is also in charge of it, and its development is booming.
These were all told to him by Chi Xiuchuan.
The Wen family is a truly powerful family.
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As we walked out of the bank, snowflakes fell again from the sky.
There were shouts of surprise in the street.
Even northerners who are used to seeing snowy days will feel happy every time they see falling snow.
Snow is such an easy thing to like.
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Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand, and a piece of cotton-like snowflake fell into his palm.
Soon, the heat emanating from Xiao Xiao's palm turned into a thin puddle of water.
Xiao Xiao shook his hand, and Xueshui was thrown out.
He suddenly thought of the snowman he built with Ling Ning.
It should still be there, right?
...
It's been either snowing or cloudy these past few days, with occasional slivers of sunshine, but only a slight warmth.
When the cold wind blows, there is no warmth at all.
Snowmen and other things can always be kept longer.
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"Ouch~"
Taotie was a little impatient with the snowflakes all over the sky.
It blew, and the snowflakes curled up and floated far away.
But a snowflake stuck to its mouth, giving it a cool touch.
Taotie stuck out his tongue and rolled it. The taste was cool and not bad, which made a certain monster's eyes light up.
Taotie changed its position, lying on Xiao Xiao's head, with its mouth wide open, letting snowflakes fall into its mouth.
Shut up and chirp a few times from time to time.
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Xiao Xiao naturally couldn't see what Taotie was doing at this time.
Although it was a little strange that Taotie was suddenly quiet.
He could feel the monster turning over on top of him.
Don't know what the relationship is between the two?
However, just when he wanted to ask Taotie, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the corner of his eye.
Xiao Xiao looked at it intently, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up in joy.
"Pipa ghost."
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When the red light turned green, Xiao Xiao followed the flow of people across the crosswalk, crossed the road, and walked toward Pipa Ghost, who was looking up at the falling snow.
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The Pipa Ghost stood under a street lamp. His thin white shirt was spotless, and the collar was fluttered by the cold wind that happened to blow by.
The corner of the shirt was not tucked into the jeans, and when it was lifted up by chance, the pale skin underneath was almost the same as that of a human being.
The bare feet stepped on the cold stone slabs, revealing a slight purple color.
But it doesn't seem to be frostbite, but the color is what it is.
The black, long and sharp nails make this seemingly harmless monster look a little weird and ferocious.
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The pipa held in the arms of the monster that looks like a boy is restrained in color, but the strings are shining brightly. It is extremely cold, but also extremely bright.