The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

More than a month passed peacefully, and everything Wen Qiu worried about did not happen. However, Xiao Zhiliao's illness did not improve at all.

With a tormented heart, he had to consider other possibilities, such as An Yunqi was not Xiao Zhiliao's biological father. But that didn't make sense at all. Why did he get An Yunqi's shirt? How could An Yunqi acknowledge his own offspring without any certainty?
In any case, he had to ask An Yunqi for another bottle of pheromones, and - in order to dispel the uneasy speculation - request a paternity test.

He secretly met with An Yunqi again and explained the situation to him. An Yunqi was a little nervous, so he took a strand of the baby's hair from Wen Qiu and promised that the results would be available in a week.

The week-long wait was undoubtedly very painful, but fortunately Wen Qiu had other things to do. The ratings of "Season of Love" hit new highs, and the production team prepared a grand celebration banquet and invited many industry leaders to attend. Jin Ling asked him to go there to build up his network and gain more experience.

Wen Qiu could have brought Pei Du with him, but this guy would become the focus of everyone's attention whenever he showed up, inevitably stealing the limelight from the main creative staff, and he himself didn't like to act in a flamboyant manner. So he chose Lu Bing as his female companion and brought her to the banquet. This new director slid into the film and television industry and immediately began a social bombardment like a fish in water.

As for Wen Qiu, he followed Jin Ling and made friends with others, then he hid away to eat and drink, enjoying his leisure time.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of high heels "tapping", and each step seemed to be accompanied by thunder and rain. He looked up from the cake in confusion, and saw a noble lady of incomparable beauty rushing to him.

It is inevitable that people will have signs of aging when they reach middle age, but this lady still has her charm. Her eyes are particularly moving and make people feel extremely familiar - no, only the appearance is similar, but the spirit is completely different. Pei Du's eyes are deep and quiet, but this lady's eyes are full of deep obsession and resentment.

"Are you Wen Qiu?" Cui Jinxiu asked with her chin raised, "I heard that you've been dating my son recently."

Wen Qiu put down the cake and stood up straight, but he didn't say anything. He wondered if the other party would suddenly take out a check and slap it on his face, saying, "I'll give you 500 million to leave my son."

The scene in his mind was so funny that Wen Qiu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a smile. However, he didn't expect the other party to be so sensitive. He immediately asked, "What are you so proud of? Do you think you can control my son with those dishonorable means?"

"I didn't, Auntie." Wen Qiu acted innocently, "Your son's status is beyond my control. We are in a free love relationship and we are in love with each other."

"Don't think I don't know." Seeing him like that, Cui Jinxiu immediately realized that this was a thousand-year-old vixen who was difficult to deal with. She lowered her voice and threatened, "Do you really think Pei Du can accept that child?!"

Thinking back to the beginning, it was Pei Du who insisted on aborting the child! If you want to gain access to the inner world with the child, you are totally wrong!
It would have been fine if she just scolded him, but she even said something sarcastic to Xiao Zhi, which immediately irritated Wen Qiu. He approached calmly and responded in a low voice: "Don't worry about this, Auntie. At least Pei Du is very skilled at changing diapers now."

"You——" Cui Jinxiu's fingers trembled with anger. This male prostitute was so bold that he dared to say such a thing! She immediately felt that she was about to have a seizure. She immediately held the table to steady herself and muttered in a low voice: "Don't even think about setting foot in the Pei family as long as I am alive, even with the child, I am still alive! I have already chosen someone for A'du, and each one is better than a duck selling his ass. Well, you dare to run away and even dare to come back..."

While muttering softly, she pulled Wen Qiu's arm and said, "Come on, follow me. I will end this with you today!"

Wen Qiu had vaguely heard that Pei Du's mother had a mental illness, but the first time he saw her, he couldn't help but feel terrified. When she had an attack, she looked normal, but her resentful eyes and disordered speech were like she was possessed by a ghost.

"Don't come over here." Wen Qiu shook off her hand and took a step back. Who would have thought that with just one shake of his hand, Cui Jinxiu would fall down softly, landing on the small table full of exquisite snacks, making a loud noise.

Everyone around immediately looked over. Cui Jinxiu's two bodyguards who were three steps away did not expect this to happen and immediately surrounded her. One hurriedly fed her medicine, while the other stood in front of Wen Qiu and shouted angrily, "What did you do?!"

"What did I do?" Wen Qiu asked with a sneer, "It was this lady who came to bother me first."

"No matter what you did, please come with us first and we will find out the truth." The Pei family's bodyguards will definitely protect their master, and it is obvious that Wen Qiu has not yet been classified as this "master".

Listen, "Come with us first", do you think you are a law enforcement officer? Wen Qiu stood still, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to dial Pei Du's number, "I won't go anywhere with you..."

However, the bodyguard quickly snatched the phone from his hand, looked around at the growing crowd, and whispered, "Mr. Wen, you don't want to make the scene too ugly, do you?"

They knew who they were, yet they still used such a cold attitude. Wen Qiu suddenly felt the deep gap between him and Pei Du. Outside the gentle little world created by that man, he was still an outsider who could not be recognized and blessed.

However, he knew very well that he absolutely could not follow this group of people. Even if he stood here and continued to embarrass himself, the crowd could provide him with protection. If he foolishly followed them to a deserted place, who knew what that crazy woman would do to him.

The bodyguard was well-trained and didn't waste time talking to him. He was about to take action. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed his wrist. Then a hoarse and angry voice rang out: "What do you want to do to my son?!"

Wen Qiu never expected to see Wen Jierui here!

Just one look at that decadent old face triggered the most unbearable memories deep in his heart. His back was soaked with cold sweat, followed by the familiar chest tightness, shortness of breath, and numbness in his hands and feet - he had been stressed out by this biological father to the point of having a physiological reaction.

However, at this moment, the father he hated stood in front of him as a guardian, standing tremblingly with a cane. His spine bent due to illness made his figure look a little shriveled. It was not the back of the father in his memory who was tall enough to carry the whole world.

But he was standing in front of him after all.

"Boss Wen!" Wen Jierui also brought people with him, and immediately helped them up, forming a confrontation with Cui Jinxiu's people. "Your son?" Cui Jinxiu had already stood up with cake crumbs all over her body, and looked at the two people's similar green eyes suspiciously. She knew Wen Jierui. This rich man inherited a fortune of billions, and he really had aristocratic blood... He said Wen Qiu was his son? ! How could it be possible, but with the same surname and similar appearance...

The people around also started to whisper: "Isn't that Mr. Wen? I heard that he is the person behind He Yu, a big boss who spends a lot of money..."

"I know that guy over there. Isn't he Pei Du's lover? He's actually the son of the Wen family?"

"Ha, it's hard not to recognize this face...I heard that he was very poor and was initially kept as a pet by Master Pei?"

"Now we're going to have a good show, hehe..."

"Yes, he is my, Wen Jierui's, son. You can't bully him casually." Wen Jierui faced all kinds of looks calmly, but when he looked at Wen Qiu, there was a hint of pleading in his eyes, for fear that he would be rejected on the spot.

Wen Qiu turned his head away and didn't look at him.

This gave Wen Jierui great courage. He took Wen Qiu's arm and said to Cui Jinxiu, "Ms. Cui, can we have a good negotiation now?"

As expected of someone who has been in the business world for many years, even though he was ill, Wen Jierui still looked dignified. Cui Jinxiu originally thought that it would be easy to bully a powerless canary. As long as she could take Wen Qiu away, she could do whatever she wanted. However, once this canary flew onto a branch and became a golden phoenix, she could no longer manipulate it at will.

Her thoughts turned, and her illness disappeared. She waved her hand angrily and said to her men, "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, a deliberate attempt to find fault was resolved like this.

Wen Qiu pulled his arm out of Wen Jierui's hand at the same time. Wen Jierui stood there awkwardly with his hands tied behind his back. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wen Qiu didn't give him any good look, and didn't even say thank you, "What are you doing here?"

"I just... wanted to come and see you..." Wen Jierui sighed. It would have been fine if he hadn't seen you, but now he was even more distressed. He didn't expect Wen Qiu to be bullied like this outside. This was not what Pei Du promised him at the beginning!

"Now that you've finished reading, let's go." Wen Qiu said coldly, but turned around and left.

The onlookers also realized why the atmosphere between the father and son was so strange. It seemed that the father was always trying to please his son and trying his best to curry favor with him.

"Wait, don't go... There is one more thing I didn't have time to tell you before," Wen Jierui was almost humble, chasing him all the way to the empty corridor outside, "When your grandfather died, he left you a legacy."

Wen Qiu paused. The name "Grandpa" evoked strange memories and emotions in him. When he was a child, the old man really spoiled him. After not seeing him for many years, he never thought that this friendship would last until the old man's death.

"Including real estate, cash, stocks... Adding up everything, it's about 1000 million pounds, all yours." Wen Jierui grabbed his sleeve, his expression could be described as pleading, "After I die, everything I have will be yours. Qiuqiu, come back to your father."

Wen Qiu did not immediately agree to Wen Jierui's request because he did not trust him at all. A father who could bear to abandon his children for many years had a credibility of 0 in his eyes. He regretted it now and started to redeem himself, but it was nothing more than a glimpse of the shadow of death in old age and illness, and instinctively began to pursue the remaining flesh and blood affection.

However, Wen Qiu was indeed moved.

Pei Du would bring him to all formal occasions, and would use all his actions and words to emphasize his status. However, in the eyes of many people, he was still a canary clinging to the gold owner, a male concubine who was trying his best to marry into a wealthy family. The reason he could rise to the top was nothing more than his ability to successfully cling to the thigh.

Because their identities were there, he would always be branded as poor and lowly. Even if Pei Du insisted on marrying him, his family would not recognize him. Look at Cui Jinxiu's performance today. She clearly regarded him as an enemy who stole her son.

But what if he was the young master of the Wen family? What if he was worth tens of millions and had a noble bloodline? Then those snobs would soon forget his past and would only envy his infinite glory. He could legitimately stand shoulder to shoulder with Pei Du instead of spending his money and relying on his prestige.

He always felt that love was illusory. He was sure that Pei Du loved him, but no one could tell how long this love would last. Relatively speaking, money was an unshakable material foundation, and the long string of zeros in his bank card would become his confidence.

He thought clearly and thoroughly. That night, he sat alone on the balcony in the dead of night, quietly lit a cigarette, and then called Wen Jierui.

When Wen Jierui's overjoyed voice rang out from the other end of the phone, Wen Qiu said "hush" impatiently, "I'm not here to reminisce with you."

"Wen Jierui, let's talk about the inheritance."

(End of this chapter)