Wei Sheng Wen Zhan paused, turning around to look at Qiao Chuchu.
Qiao Chuchu saw him turn and her heart soared!
【Ah, my son is looking at me, it’s me, I’m his mother! The one who wants him to be with Manman!】
She quickly looked around: 【Where’s my Manman? Is Manman with you?】
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “...”
What son?
What Manman?
Where did this “Manman” come from?
He was starting to get angry, turning around to enter the floor, muttering, “Give me the information on Qiao Chuchu.”
The secretary handed over the tablet and quietly explained: “Miss Qiao’s name on her ID is Qiao Chu, but not many people know her real name, everyone calls her Qiao Chuchu.”
“She lost her mother and father when she was three and ten, respectively. Her household registration is still under the Qiao family, but everyone knows she is the eighth miss of the Pei family. After her guardians died, she was left to depend on her older brothers. Later, due to her unusual feelings for her brothers, things fell apart, and she moved out. Recently, she has returned.”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “? Unusual feelings?”
The secretary carefully nodded: “In simple terms, she likes her brothers, and not just one, she wants all seven of them. She often threatens to die to force her brothers to give in to her. She has taken sleeping pills three times and suffered from alcohol poisoning twice.”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “...”
He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Qiao Chuchu, who had quietly followed them.
He thought she was an innocent peach, but turns out she was a little pervert.
“Such a pity,” Wei Sheng Wen Zhan sighed, browsing through Qiao Chuchu’s information on the tablet.
The secretary was puzzled: “What’s such a pity?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “She’s too foolish.”
If this were one of their family’s upbringing, they’d create a luxurious cage and lock all seven brothers inside, starving them daily. When they couldn’t take it anymore, he’d personally feed them, and after a year or so, they’d probably fall in love with her.
Furthermore, whether they loved her or not didn’t matter. The important thing was, once their bodies were kept, they’d be “kept” for real.
He lightly slid his finger over the screen, focusing on Qiao Chuchu’s work.
Several comic books appeared on the screen.
One of them had a male lead who... looked extremely familiar.
It resembled his self-portrait.
And in this “self-portrait,” the male lead was holding a beautiful, seductive blonde woman.
...It looked like a very glamorous, Mary Sue-like couple.
His brows tightened as he glanced at Qiao Chuchu across from him.
This was the place for breakfast.
Qiao Chuchu, sneaky like a dog, had found a seat with a clear view of him, pretending to look at the scenery, sipping her soy milk, and casually glancing at him.
She seemed to think she was disguising herself well.
In fact, she was sneaky, like a little hamster trying to escape, looking guilty.
He suddenly understood the meaning of “son.”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s face darkened as he directly sat down at the table across from Qiao Chuchu.
Their tables were very close. As soon as Qiao Chuchu lifted her head, she’d see Wei Sheng Wen Zhan.
Similarly, every little movement of Qiao Chuchu was visible to him.
Qiao Chuchu, using the excuse of drinking soy milk, tried to sneak glances at him, her smile almost reaching her temples!
【Look at this nose, these eyebrows, this face, this body, this aura! It’s exactly like my son!!】
【This abstinent, tough-looking big boss body, secretly a lovesick fool who can’t live without my daughter. Outwardly indifferent, but in reality, red-eyed and giving his life. He looks this good already. It’s unimaginable how beautiful my daughter would look in front of him!】
【Wuwuwu, I really need to thank Aunt Zhao for the cruise ticket, letting the paper man I created come alive in front of me!】
【I really want to go talk to him, but I guess I’ll just leave it.】
Qiao Chuchu bit her lower lip, seriously thinking: 【I’m me, my son is my son, and my daughter is my daughter. We are independent beings. I can’t interfere with their lives, after all, they don’t even know me. I’m just the creator of them.】
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “...”
That makes sense.
He almost thought he was a character from Qiao Chuchu’s comic, not a human born of a mother.
Qiao Chuchu suddenly laughed lewdly.
【Hehe, I’ll just watch from afar, seeing him and my daughter happy together, hehe...】
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “?”
At that moment, a young woman walked up to him: “Excuse me, can I add you on WeChat?”
Qiao Chuchu suddenly tensed up: 【Ah, no, don’t add WeChat in front of me! Otherwise, my son won’t be pure in my heart anymore!!!】
Without hesitation, Wei Sheng Wen Zhan rejected her: “Sorry.”
The young woman, disappointed, nodded and turned to leave.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan glanced at Qiao Chuchu coldly.
Qiao Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief: 【Thank goodness, my son is still my son.】
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “...”
He didn’t even want to add her. He never spoke to unimportant people.
Qiao Chuchu, however, stood up, pale, her fragile heart trembling: 【I guess I should leave. What if this handsome guy has a girlfriend or wife? What if he doesn’t look like my daughter? I might faint on the spot.】
She lowered her head and was about to leave.
But then, a familiar voice called from the other side: “Mr. Wei Sheng?”
Qiao Chuchu looked up in surprise.
Ji Yan Chuan stood next to Wei Sheng Wen Zhan, smiling politely: “What a coincidence, are you here to play too?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan looked at him, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, a slow smile forming: “Hmm, Young Master Ji too?”
Ji Yan Chuan smiled broadly: “I’ve been feeling down lately, just wanted to get out for a bit.”
As he spoke, he casually glanced at Qiao Chuchu, his gaze freezing—
“Crazy woman?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan, now following the logical sequence, turned his gaze toward Qiao Chuchu.
Qiao Chuchu ignored Ji Yan Chuan and stared directly at Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “Are you... from the Wei Sheng family?”
Ji Yan Chuan snorted.
This crazy woman was actively talking to someone from the Wei Sheng family?
Didn’t she know the Wei Sheng family is notoriously cold and haughty, unwilling to talk to people?
She was about to face a rude awakening.
But then, Wei Sheng Wen Zhan stood up and extended his hand to Qiao Chuchu: “Yes, I’m the eldest of the Wei Sheng family, Wei Sheng Wen Zhan.”
Ji Yan Chuan: “?”
Qiao Chuchu: “!”
She was struck by lightning, instantly collapsing backward!
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s quick reflexes caught her in his arms: “Are you alright?”
Qiao Chuchu, with a deathly pale face, leaned against his arm and shook her head: “I’m fine, I just thought of something sad.”
【Pain! It’s so painful!】
【I thought it was fate that brought my son across my whole world, but the person who looks just like my son is that damn, tragically dead Wei Sheng Wen Zhan!】
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Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “???”
Qiao Chuchu, heartbroken, grabbed his hand: “Have you ever had an ECG?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: “?”
Qiao Chuchu, with a pained expression, asked: “Have you had a heart ultrasound? An angiogram? Have you had a brain CT scan?”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan’s face began to turn pale, struggling to suppress the urge to pull his hand away: “No.”
Qiao Chuchu pressed down on his arm: “You should go get checked.”
With a motherly tone, she added: “Don’t let something happen and then not be able to withstand it—stroke, heart disease, all of it at once. Don’t let yourself die from anger.”
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan raised the corner of his mouth, smiling while biting his back teeth: “I’m angry right now, but whether I’ll die from it is another story.”