The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Since they were going to shoot it, they had to make it the best. Wen Qiu was busy these days. He invited an old senior who had retired to be the assistant director, and also looked for a few good actors to replace those chosen by Gong Changyang.

He felt more at ease to give Pei Du the task of taking care of Wen Zhiyao. He thought that he just needed to have fun with the child, but later he found that things were heading towards an unknown area and there was no turning back...

For example, Pei Du took Wen Zhiyao with him, not just to play, but also began to teach him many elite courses, ranging from economics to management to law, and Wen Zhiyao was actually interested. Wen Qiu also heard that Pei Du would bring Wen Zhiyao to the company and let him watch and learn, as if he would inherit a billion-dollar fortune in the future.

One day, Wen Qiu came home and found Wen Zhiyao staring at the pad with a serious face. He was wondering what game was so addictive. He walked over to take a closer look and saw a green stock market on the screen... Wen Zhiyao said with a depressed look that Uncle Pei gave him one million to practice, so he played like a tiger, but now he only has 90 left...

Wen Qiu immediately felt his blood pressure soar, so he grabbed the child and spanked him, then paid 100,000 yuan out of his own pocket to return the stock account, and had a serious talk with Pei Du for an hour about parenting issues.

For example, Wen Zhiyao came back one day and told him: "Uncle Pei's house is so beautiful. The sweet-scented osmanthus flowers inside are all in bloom. They smell so good. They smell just like my dad!"

"Oh..." Wen Qiu picked up the child's hand and saw that he was wearing an osmanthus bracelet that the kind Uncle Pei had personally made for him. "It's really beautiful."

When Wen Zhiyao heard this, he immediately took out a wreath of osmanthus flowers from his schoolbag and put it on Wen Qiu's head: "This is what Uncle Pei made for Dad."

Wen Qiu didn't expect that he had this trick up his sleeve, and was caught off guard by the garland. Seeing the child's shining eyes, he didn't feel comfortable taking it off immediately. As a result, he wore the garland that day, and Wen Zhiyao followed him everywhere, his eyes always wandering around him. At night, Wen Qiu finally couldn't help asking, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"

Wen Zhiyao said seriously: "Uncle Pei asked me to watch it."

"What are you looking at?"

"Dad looks especially good with a wreath on his head," Wen Zhiyao said. "Uncle Pei asked me to remember it and tell him about it."

"Are you stupid?" Wen Qiu curled his lips, "Why don't you just take a picture secretly?"

"That's what I said!" Wen Zhiyao nodded vigorously, "But Uncle Pei wouldn't let me do that. He said Dad would be unhappy."

"..." Wen Qiu was silent. He was not unhappy, but instead a sour feeling spread in his heart.

The next day, Wen Zhiyao went to see Pei Du and handed him a Polaroid photo: "Look!"

The photo shows Wen Qiu wearing home clothes, sitting relaxedly on the sofa watching a movie. She must have just finished a shower, as her hair is still a little damp hanging on her fair neck, and the hair on her forehead is casually brushed back, revealing her smooth forehead.

On his head he wore a wreath of golden flowers that he had woven himself.

Pei Du stared at the photo for a long time, as if he could feel the warm breath of OMEGA through a thin piece of paper. Then he said in a perfunctory manner: "Didn't I forbid you to take the photo?"

"My father asked me to take the photo," Wen Zhiyao said. "My father also asked me to tell you: 'Look as much as you want, and don't do boring things in the future.'"

Pei Du smiled and put the photo in his pocket. If Wen Qiu knew that he would do something impure with the photo at night, he would regret giving it to him. However, in this long watch, such comfort is rare, and he will not miss it.

Wen Zhiyao felt that he had accomplished a great mission. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at Pei Du expectantly, "Uncle Pei, why don't you go play with daddy?"

"I've done something wrong to him, so your father doesn't want to see me."

"You did something wrong. Have you apologized to your father sincerely?"

"Yes... but not all mistakes can be easily forgiven."

"That's true. I will never forgive Xiaobei. He says he's my buddy, but he always says bad things about me behind my back." Wen Zhiyao scratched his hair in distress. "But if that's the case, when will you be able to catch up with dad..."

“I’m trying to catch up.”

"Are you chasing?" Wen Zhiyao tilted his head in confusion. Did he miss some details?

Pei Du smiled without saying anything, thinking to himself, "Child, you still have a lot to learn."

That day, Pei Du took the children out to sea on a yacht, where they went surfing and diving. In the evening, he personally cooked a seafood dinner for them, which really fascinated the children.

At night, the child had a lot of fun and was exhausted. When they parted, he kept holding his hand and said, "Uncle Pei, I wish you were my dad..."

“Well, we all have to keep working hard.”

"What do you want me to do?!" Wen Zhiyao became excited when he heard it.

"You don't have to do anything," Pei Du stroked his soft black hair, "Just tell your dad how happy you are today."

After sending Wen Zhiyao home, Pei Du's phone vibrated. It was a surprising number. Pei Du raised his eyebrows and answered the call impatiently, "Guan Qingcai?"

"It's me, Mr. Pei. I haven't contacted you for a long time. Sorry to bother you..." The other end of the line had a pretentiously sweet voice, which seemed a little anxious. "But I can't think of anyone else - please help my son!"

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After working for a while, Wen Qiu thought it was about time. Sure enough, Wen Jierui called as expected, saying that he was lying in the hospital with no one to accompany him, waiting to die day by day. Wen Qiu rolled his eyes and said, "Don't cry, come over when you have time."

After hanging up the phone, he turned down the less important meeting in the afternoon and took time to go to the hospital. When he opened the door of the senior ward, a faint fragrance came out first. Wen Qiu paused and looked carefully, and saw a tall and beautiful black-haired woman sitting by the bed, holding Wen Jierui's hand and saying something.

Hearing the door open, the man looked over and saw his well-maintained face, which was very charming. People who didn't know him would definitely think he was no more than 30 years old. His eyes were red as if he had cried, but the corners of his mouth quickly curled up into a smile, "Xiao Qiu."

Wen Qiu stood there without moving. When he saw his biological mother Guan Qingcai, whom he hadn't seen for eight years, he felt as if he was in another world.

If he had seen his mother a few years earlier when he was alone and destitute, he might have questioned and cursed her in an emotional state, or he might have hidden in his arms and cried uncontrollably.

But it has been 8 years, and the attachment and resentment have become very faint, so he just paused, walked in expressionlessly, and placed the fruit on the small table piled with condolences.

Guan Qingcai looked at him attentively, and when she found that he looked cold, her eyes darkened, and she felt a little embarrassed and lost. He stood up and approached thoughtfully, "Xiaoqiu, it's mommy. It's been so many years since we last saw each other. Our Xiaoqiu has grown up so much and is so beautiful. Come, let mommy take a good look..."

Wen Qiu stood straight in front of him, slightly taller than him, and his eyes looking down at him seemed a little unkind. No matter how softly Guan Qingcai tried to get close to him, he just kept silent, with a half-smile on his face.

"That's right. After so many years, Xiaoqiu and mom are no longer close..." Guan Qingcai took a step back awkwardly, "It's my fault. I heard that your father was seriously ill, so I thought of coming to see you. Your father told me about your life in the past few years, and I felt really distressed..."

"Don't say 'your dad' or 'your dad' anymore," Wen Qiu interrupted him impatiently, "Did I come at the wrong time? Wen Jierui hasn't talked to you about this yet?"

"No, we didn't talk about this," Guan Qingcai glanced at Wen Jierui in panic, and when she saw the pain on his face, she understood, "Oh, so you already knew everything..."

"Yeah, I know everything. I just wanted to ask you, Guan Qingcai," Wen Qiu's voice was like a sharp knife, cutting into his body one by one, "It's OK that Wen Jierui is not my biological father, but you should be considered my biological mother, right?"

"Of course..."

"I heard that your coffee shop chain is doing well and you own several properties. Guess how I survived during your most glorious years?" Wen Qiu smiled slightly, but uttered cruel words, "Guess if I'm worth more than you were back then?"

"Cough cough!" Wen Jierui leaned against the bed and coughed violently, "Xiao Qiu, this is all in the past, don't mention it again!"

Wen Qiu glanced at him. He was still defending Guan Qingcai until now. No wonder Wen Jierui was clamoring to return to China. It turned out that the old things he was reluctant to part with included his ex-wife who had betrayed him.

He said it was over, but he couldn't get over it, and he would never get over it.

"I just didn't know you were having a hard time..." Guan Qingcai said hesitantly. He was telling the truth. He had the ability to pretend that things that worried him didn't exist and live a carefree life every day. Besides, he had met Pei Du a few years ago and was relieved at that time. How could his son not have a good life when he could be with such a big boss?
"Yeah, you don't know." Wen Qiu sneered coldly, "Because I am just a dishonorable illegitimate child, and the evidence of your crime of climbing into your father-in-law's bed, so it's best to die quietly outside, isn't it?"

"How can you say that!" Guan Qingcai was anxious, "I was also forced at the beginning!"

What surprised him was not only what Wen Qiu said, but also his cold and disdainful look, as if he simply wanted to hurt him. Where did the well-behaved and sunny child in his memory go?
"Oh," Wen Qiu smiled. He had been in the family for a few years and had heard about what happened back then. "So you were forced to climb into Mark's bed? He forced you to give birth to me? He forced you to accept those jewels and money?"

"I, I..." Guan Qingcai clenched her fists while shaking. "If you were in my situation, you would understand. Some things may seem like I did them myself, but I had no choice..."

He looked at Wen Qiu sadly, "Didn't you give yourself to President Pei back then? Look, no one forced you, right? But it seems like the whole world is forcing you..."

Wen Qiu's heart sank, as if someone had dug out a wound from the deepest part of his soul and cut it hard. Guan Qingcai didn't even realize how cruel and heartbreaking his words were. Wen Qiu took a few breaths to adjust his emotions, clenching his teeth and holding back from saying anything more hurtful.

But his sharp and dark eyes still frightened Guan Qingcai, reminding him of the pressure he felt when facing Pei Du. Perhaps his child had been with that man for too long, and was unconsciously imbued with his power.

He looked at Wen Jierui at a loss, but Wen Jierui's face was also filled with panic, afraid that Wen Qiu would escalate the situation infinitely. He was old and tired, and didn't want to see another quarrel. "Okay, both of you stop talking. I don't feel well. Maybe the wound has split again. Xiaoqiu, please help me call the doctor."

Wen Qiu stood up without commenting, walked to the door, and then spoke lightly: "Wen Jierui, don't call me over for no reason in the future. I have been taking care of you for Leona's sake, don't be shameless."

The door of the ward closed heavily, and Guan Qingcai and Wen Jierui looked at each other. After a while, Guan Qingcai said awkwardly: "This child has changed so much in these years." He has become so unpredictable that it makes people feel uneasy.

"He suffered a lot," Wen Jierui wiped his face, "I would rather he wasn't so great, just like when he was a child, he was really happy every day, how great it would be. It's us who didn't raise him well and let him bear too much alone."

Guan Qingcai frowned in worry. They had just parted on bad terms, and he actually had something important to tell Wen Qiu. He shouldn't have come back to Yan City so rashly. He didn't know how long a man in the dark had been staring at him.

He wanted to protect himself too much back then, so he failed to protect Wen Qiu from Xie Guangming. This time, he couldn't bear to see him in danger again.

He gritted his teeth and chased after her immediately. He found Wen Qiu in the doctor's office and said breathlessly, "Wait a minute, Xiao Qiu, don't go. I have something important to tell you. It's about Xie Guangming..."

Wen Qiu looked up from the medical record and said, "Oh, okay, tell me about it."

"It's a long story. Let's have a meal together and talk about it slowly at the table." Guan Qingcai looked at him earnestly.

"..." Wen Qiu looked at him, his mind turning: the fire problem was solved for the time being, but he dared not take Xie Guangming lightly. During that unpleasant dinner table meeting, Xie Guangming looked at him with a creepy look.

Guan Qingcai was once Xie Guangming's wife, so she must have known something about him. So it seemed acceptable for her to have a meal with him despite holding her nose.

When he agreed, Guan Qingcai became happy and said she would treat him to a meal at the best restaurant and order his favorite dishes, as if his taste would not change over the years.

Wen Qiu went there for information, but regretted it the first second he entered the box - he never expected Pei Du to appear here, and Guan Qingcai actually invited both of them at the same time!
(End of this chapter)