Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Chapter 129 Deep Pupils
Wen Ye froze on the spot, then gave a dry laugh: "Officer Lu, I just saw someone I knew and came over to say hello. Could you please stop looking at me like that? It's kind of scary."

Lu Jingming coldly withdrew his gaze, his face sharp and indifferent.

Shen Fu, however, gave him a disdainful look: "What are you doing here? You don't look like someone who reads books."

"Look at what you're saying," Wen Ye immediately retorted, dissatisfied. "I earned my university degree through my own abilities, so why can't I read books?"

After saying that, he tossed his hair and struck a pose: "God gave me outstanding looks and great wisdom. People as talented and handsome as me are rare in the world."

Wei Qingsong: "..."

She truly couldn't understand Wen Ye.

She wondered if it was too late for Grandpa Wen to create another account. She felt that Wen Ye's account was completely ruined.

Wen Ye is indeed outstanding in appearance, and his captivating peach blossom eyes add even more to his face.

Putting everything else aside, just look at his flashy pink suit. If someone else wore it, it would probably be quite an eyesore, but on him, it looks surprisingly harmonious.

As for superior wisdom... perhaps she was blind, in any case she didn't see it.

Shen Fu was already used to his behavior. Her expression remained unchanged, and she asked in a slow, indifferent voice, "You? Can you even understand Shen Tong's books?"

"Huh?" Wen Ye looked at her strangely. "I didn't say I was a fan of Shen Tong's books. I'm allergic to books, and I get sleepy as soon as I start reading."

Wei Qingsong: "..."

Being allergic to books is such a unique and unpretentious reason.

"Then what are you doing here? Seeing your big reaction just now, I thought you were also a fan of Shen Tong's books." After saying that, Shen Fu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and added, "It's a good thing you're not, otherwise I would have started to doubt my taste."

"So, Miss Shen, you're a fan of Shen Tong's books?" Wen Ye's lips suddenly curled into a smug smile. "Then you'd better think twice before you speak. Shen Tong and I are good brothers. I'm here today specifically to support him. If you say something I like to hear, maybe I can get Shen Tong to give you an autograph."

Shen Fu glanced at him with suspicion: "Shen Tong is so low-key and talented, how could he be brothers with a playboy like you? You're not making this up to fool us, are you?"

Wei Qingsong also looked at Wen Ye with curiosity. She also wanted to know what connection could exist between a talented novelist and a dissolute playboy, two people who seemed to have nothing in common.

If she remembered correctly, Wen Ye's group of friends were all good-for-nothing rich kids.

Their daily entertainment activities are varied, including car racing, horse racing, golf, billiards, etc., but reading and writing are definitely excluded.

Surely Shen Tong couldn't be one of them?
"Superficial." Wen Ye looked at Shen Fu, clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Your vision is still too narrow."

Shen Fu glared at him irritably and said sarcastically, "I think you're just trying to ride on Shen Tong's coattails. Shen Tong is being interviewed, why are you dressed so smartly?"

Wen Ye proudly declared, "This is my brother's first time appearing in public, so of course I have to come and support him."

As he spoke, he pointed to the fans outside who were eagerly waiting and said proudly, "See these? These are all people I found to support him."

Shen Fu curled her lips and snorted coldly: "How come you have so much free time? Uncle Wen is not in good health right now. Instead of helping him, you come here to do these trivial things. Aren't you afraid that Jihai Group will be ruined in your hands?"

Wen Ye shrugged dismissively: "There are so many high-level executives in the group, and they are much smarter than me. We can't have been supporting them for so many years for nothing. It's time for them to give back to the group."

It seems that Wen Ye hasn't settled down yet and has no intention of going back to take over Jihai Group.

Wei Qingsong lowered her eyelids slightly, suddenly recalling the dispute between Zhao Yanyu and Li Yang.

After Zhao Yanyu was arrested, the Economic Crime Investigation Department also investigated Li Yang and confirmed that he had engaged in commercial crimes.

The once-popular Hausen Company was acquired by another up-and-coming company after the arrests of its two founders.

I watched his tall building rise, and I watched it collapse.

In the business world, there are no permanent winners, but there will always be a struggle of deceit and treachery.

Wei Qingsong kindly reminded him, "Jihai Group is the foundation of your Wen family's century-old business. Your father is in poor health, and Wen Yu and Wen Cheng got into that incident. The only one in the Wen family who can support Jihai Group is you. Are you sure you want to just leave it alone?"

"Why not?" Wen Ye asked nonchalantly, then chuckled, his smile tinged with sarcasm. "In this life, the most important thing is to be happy in the moment. To be honest, I've had enough of all the intrigue and backstabbing in these big families. Jihai Group is a shackle to me. I'm happy to be free once I'm rid of it."

Wei Qingsong was slightly taken aback, not expecting Wen Ye to say such a thing.

She thought that he might also harbor resentment towards Old Master Wen.

When Wei Qingsong first met Wen Ye, she did not have a good impression of him. In her eyes, Wen Ye was like a flirtatious butterfly, lingering among flowers and forgetting himself.

He may appear at first glance to be a romantic and promiscuous man, but in fact, he is a heartless person.

Perhaps everyone in the world lives wearing a mask. If you wear a mask for too long, you forget what you are really like. And where has your true self gone? You have to ask your own heart.

Wei Qingsong looked him over with a calm and scrutinizing gaze.

Wen Ye suddenly smiled, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed: "Miss Wei, I am so touched that you actually took the initiative to care about me."

Wei Qingsong remained expressionless: "..."

She was wrong; she shouldn't have had any kindness towards this mortal being.

Even Lu Jingming, who was usually very sparing with words, could not bear it any longer and gave him a cold look.

Wen Ye instinctively shut his mouth. He then turned to Wei Qingsong and said softly, "It's almost time. Let's go in."

"Okay." Wei Qingsong nodded, and was about to say something to Shen Fu when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Her slender figure moved gracefully across the white zebra crossing in her black high heels. Across the street, a man in a suit waved to her.

The man's figure seemed familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before.

Before she could take a closer look, the traffic light changed, and a large truck drove by, blocking her view.

After the truck drove away, the two people were no longer visible on the other side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jingming asked softly beside her.

"It's nothing, I think I saw someone I know." Wei Qingsong shook her head slightly and looked away.

That woman was Yan Yun; she couldn't be mistaken. But the man opposite her wasn't Yan Zhi.

Who would that be?
Where had she seen that person before? Why did he look so familiar?

Thank you Lu Aixia and Orange Juice for the monthly tickets.

Thank you to YaoYaya who loves meat for the donation.

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