Chapter 21 Inexplicably become a mistress

"Get up." Wangchen called Wu Ming, who was still in **, to get up. After all, Wu Ming said yesterday that he would take Wangchen to work today.

However, Wu Ming turned over in ** and had no intention of getting up. Wangchen calmly took the ice and put him into Wu Ming's quilt.

"Ah..." Wu Ming jumped out of bed with a scream, "Chen'er?"

"You don't get up." Wangchen means that you don't get up, so I have to do this. Don't blame me.

"It's too early." Wu Ming really wants to sleep a little longer.

"I want to have breakfast."

"Okay." Wu Ming compromised that the breakfast made by Wangchen was so delicious that he could give up the opportunity to squint for a while.

After everything was ready, Wu Ming and Wangchen finally embarked on the road to the company.

However, as expected, the door of Cheng's Group was surrounded by media reporters, who watched Wu Ming and Wangchen get out of the car and rush over.

"The news in the newspaper is true, isn't it? This is really your new lover, isn't he?

"Does the vice president of Sun and Moon Network know how to react?"

"Is this a gimmick for your company to launch a new product?"

......

Wu Ming protected Wangchen and said nothing. He looked at Cheng's group and frowned gently. The next moment, several people in black suddenly appeared to escort them into the company, and the media reporters were stopped outside the door.

As soon as he entered the door, a very majestic middle-aged man came to Wu Ming. Although the years had carved marks on his face, it did not affect his mature charm at all.

"To the conference room." Middle-aged people can't refuse, as Wu Ming said.

"Good." Wu Ming did not refuse. He said to Wang Chen in his arms, "Wait for me to come back."

Wangchen nodded, and then Wu Ming looked at the man in black beside Wangchen. The man in black said with understanding, "I understand."

Wu Ming followed the middle-aged man to the conference room, leaving the forgetful dust that was still out of state.

"Master Chen, this way, please."

"It's not the young master."

"Yes, Master Chen."

Wangchen didn't talk anymore. After all, everyone can insist on useless work. He followed the man in black to a president's office. Obviously, this is where Wu Ming works.

Wangchen sits quietly on the sofa beside him and waits. Perhaps the last thing he lacks is patience.

In the conference room.

"Explanation." The middle-aged man said to Wu Ming.

"There is nothing to explain." Wu Ming's face doesn't matter.

"The door of the company is surrounded by reporters. Do you think there is nothing to explain?" The middle-aged man was obviously a little angry.

"No." Wu Ming still answered coldly and did not accept the influence of middle-aged people at all.

"What's wrong with you and that boy?"

"He is an adult, not a boy!"

"Answer my question!"

"Play."

"You..." The middle-aged man is so popular that he doesn't even know how to talk. He paused and asked, "What's wrong with you and the vice president of that company!"

"You don't need to take care of this."

"I'm your father, and of course I'll take care of it." Wu Ming's father, Cheng Yue, was a little angry.

"My father? If I remember correctly, you seem to have cut off the father and son from me.

"That's not because you like men! I just want to warn you. What does a company president like about men?

"I'm the president, which is determined by my grandfather. No matter how jealous you are, it's not yours."

"You..." Cheng Yue suddenly sat in a chair and covered his heart, looking very painful. Wu Ming beside him was anxious.

"A Yue, how are you?" Suddenly, a lady who walked into the conference room looked at Cheng Yue and was very anxious. She skillfully took out the medicine in Cheng Yue's pocket and fed it to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue exhaled a lot and finally eased a little.

"You father and son, why are you so unreassuring!" The lady accused two people, and no one talked back to her, which showed that the lady's status must be very high in the family.

"Mom, why are you here?" Wu Ming asked helplessly.

"I don't miss you. Your father misses you but refuses to say anything. I have to accompany him."

"Lanpei!" Cheng Yue was a little embarrassed when he heard the lady's words.

"You, that was a lot of noise at the beginning. Everyone knew that the current president of Cheng's Group likes men, and there is a male lover who has been dating for many years. For so many years, you finally let me and your father accept it. It's not easy for me to let him tell you to go home with us, but you suddenly made trouble again. This happened! Can he not be angry?" Lanpei is a little hard to steel.

"I'm sorry." Wu Ming sincerely apologized.

"Just for me?" Lan Pei asked Wu Ming.

"Dad, I'm sorry." Wu Ming said to Cheng Yue, who was still covering his heart.

"You still know I'm sorry! You...",

"Okay." Lampei opened his mouth appropriately and interrupted the old man Cheng Chen's words. Chen Er, mom only asks you one word, are you sincere?"

"Yes."

"Well, what are you doing? Mom doesn't stop you. It's just that Chen'er, it's enough to be angry with your father for so many years. It's time to go home." There was a request in Lampei's voice, which made Wu Ming unable to make a decision.

"Hmm."

"That's good, that's good." Lampei was a little happy and even shed tears. What could be happier than his son's promise to go home?

"Mom, Dad, be careful on the way." Wu Ming opened his mouth, which made Cheng Yue, a serious middle-aged man, almost cry. After all, he was his son.

As he saw his parents leave, Wu Ming thought for a long time in the conference room. At the beginning, he did not shy away from saying that he loved a man. He was beaten and even kicked out of the house by his father. Although Grandpa did not understand him, he still gave him the position of president when he died because he felt sorry for him. For so many years, my father and myself have intentionally and unintentionally ignored each other, perhaps because both of them are stubborn. Who makes a father and a son? The incomprehension of my parents has always been a thorn in my heart, and now this thorn has finally been pulled out. It's time to be happy, Wu Ming said to himself.

Wu Ming stood up and walked towards his office, getting more and more anxious, because he knew that Wangchen was waiting for him there, and he needed Wangchen.

Rushing into the office, Wu Ming rushed to the dust sitting on the sofa, and the man in black next to him consciously withdrew from the office.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I miss you."

"..." Wangchen was speechless. Wu Ming always said this kind of sweet words naturally, which made Wangchen very unaccustomed to it.

Wu Ming got up from Wangchen, and Wangchen immediately sat up straight.

"Oh, I'm going to work." Wu Ming seemed to react suddenly.

"Oh." Wangchen nodded affirmatively.

Wu Ming shook his head. How could he expect Wangchen to have a different reaction?

"Chen'er, come home with me."

"Aren't you just here?"

"It's not that family, it's my parents' home, my original home."

"Oh, okay."

"Ah, aren't you nervous?"

"Why am I nervous?"

"Because I'm going to see my parents!"

"Are your parents terrible?"

"They are so cute."

"Then why should I be nervous?"

"Er, because..." Wu Ming smiled himself, and Wang Chen's reaction was really unusually cute. Nothing." Wu Ming didn't say anything more.

"When?"

"Ah?" Wang Chen's sudden question made Wu Ming a little confused.

"When will you go back to your old home?"

"When do you want?" Wu Ming reacted and smiled gently.

"It's okay."

"Chen'er, my family will definitely like you."

"Why do you like me?"

"Is it good for many people to like you?"

"It's not good!" Wu Ming was very surprised by Wang Chen's answer.

"Why?"

"I can't respond to their likes!"

"How come?" Wu Ming was stunned.

"I only like you." Wangchen's sudden confession made Wu Ming's heart tremble. Because he only likes me, can't he like others? Chen'er, how can you be so cute? The words in Wu Ming's heart did not let Wangchen know.

"Yes, it's enough for you to like me." Wu Ming hugged Wangchen and smiled happily.

"President..." The secretary pushed the door and interrupted this happy time.

"Secretary Qian, don't you know you have to knock on the door first when you enter the door?" Wu Ming was a little upset.

"I'm very sorry." Secretary Qian apologized sincerely. Of course, Wu Ming did not embarrass her, because this person would not do such a thing without anything important.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Wu Ming said evenly and didn't let Secretary Qian be too embarrassed.

"The reporter downstairs." Secretary Qian knew that his boss was in a bad mood, so he was brief.

"I know," Wu Ming said to Secretary Qian. He said to Wang Chen in his arms, "Chen'er, you go out with Secretary Qian, write down what I'm going to do today, and then remind me, okay?"

"Is it just my job?" Wang Chen asked.

"Yes."

"Good." Wang Chen got up and followed Secretary Qian.

"Secretary Qian." Wu Ming suddenly stopped Secretary Qian, as if he had something to say.

"Yes."

"Do you know what to do?" Wu Ming asked carelessly.

"I know."

"Very good, get out." Wangchen left with Secretary Qian, while Wu Ming said to the air, "Let those newspapers and magazines stop."

"Yes." The man in black who came out of nowhere was ordered to leave.

I don't know how long it took, there was a knock on the door from Wu Ming's office.

"Please come in." Wu Ming didn't look up, just said something. The man entered the door and didn't say anything for a long time, which made Wu Ming very puzzled. So he looked up and found that a small notebook came from Wangchen and sat quietly on the sofa.

"What's the matter?" Wu Ming looked at Wang Chen's appearance and was very puzzled.

"Secretary Qian said he couldn't disturb you."

"You didn't bother me."

"Oh."

Wu Ming still felt that Wangchen was a little different, so he continued to ask.

"What happened?"

"No."

"Have you written down the schedule?"

"Hmm."

"Chen'er, tell me what's going on?"

"No." Wu Ming was helpless. Wangchen didn't even want to reveal to him why he was unhappy. Although Wangchen didn't say anything, he must feel that he is not wrong.

"Really?"

"Hmm." It's absolutely fake. Wu Ming said to himself, but he didn't want to mention it when he saw Wangchen, Wu Ming no longer forced it.

"Well, there is a notebook under the coffee table. You can play first."

"Well, I'll remind you of the schedule later."

"Good." Wu Ming continued to do his own thing, and Wangchen played with QQ on his notebook. The disappearance of a pair of each other's blocks made Wangchen feel better. Wangchen did not tell Wu Ming and did not want to tell him. He was just surrounded by a group of gossip women and was accused of being a mistress. He didn't understand how he could be a mistress! If it hadn't been for the stop of Secretary Qian, it was estimated that the group of women would have scolded some more unpleasant words. He didn't tell Wu Ming that someone deliberately splashed him with hot coffee, just because he hid fast and didn't get hurt. Why is everyone so hostile to him? Wangchen didn't understand. He only knew that everything was because of one person. That person's name was Shen Shen. Who the hell is that man? What is the relationship with Wu Ming? Wangchen didn't know. Maybe he felt that if it was necessary to know Wu Ming, he would tell himself. Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Wu Ming had deliberately not thought of the person named Shen Shen, and naturally he would not tell him.

Behind happiness is the untouchable scar. Whether to forget or deliberately lift it, everything is just a choice.