Help!The big guy is in my heart again

But when she thought that Cen Yuan was still by her side, she would have nothing to be afraid of.

"How could it be possible to follow with sincerity, haha." Cen Fan pinched the woman's face, "Who doesn't know that you young and beautiful girls are so carefree." It was eaten and wiped clean by you."

Turning to look at Cen Shuo who didn't take him seriously at all: "I said you, why do you still have a layer of bruises under your eyes? Although you are young, you have to take good care of your body. If you are squeezed dry by these goblins Well, that’s more than worth the candle.”

"Besides, I didn't see that little beauty of yours coming with you. Why, did you not succeed in finding a few blond-haired and blue-eyed warm beds?"

The man's brows and eyes are cold, and he looks away.

"Get out."

Cen Fan also put away his hippie smile, laid down his legs leisurely, and pushed the woman on him away: "Cen Shuo, did I give you a face as a brother, obviously this studio should belong to me , I didn’t say that I gave you face in front of those servants, but you want to step on my brother?”

"Besides, it's not that I have nothing to do. Isn't this the studio that is about to enter the competition? As the person in charge, I have to take a look."

"Don't bother."

Cen Fan sneered, "Of course you don't worry about it. This is not your family's business. THE ONE competition is very important in the construction industry. My mother used to participate in it. Now the burden falls on me, so I naturally value it." .”

Huo Wei said meekly: "Brother Cen, I heard that Boss Cen is very talented, or let him try it, after all, he is from my own family."

Cen Shuo narrowed his eyes, "Of course."

"However, my younger brother's status is not ordinary now, and he is rightfully the person in charge of the Cen family." Cen Fan walked in front of him, looked at the display in front of him, "Tsk tsk, there is a lot of respect." He didn't listen to what he said. Out of emotion, "After this year, let's try to connect this studio, after all, some things should be returned to their original owners, right?"

Return to the original owner.

The thick blackness in the man's eyes could not be melted away, but there was no disturbance.

After Cen Fan left with Huo Wei in his arms, Wen Ling knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Wen Ling's complexion was not good: "Mr. Cen."

"It's okay." Cen Shuo put down his work, "Your sister just came here today, let's have a meal together at noon."

"Mr. Cen." Wen Ling originally wanted to ask if the studio really had to change hands, but he couldn't say it anymore, "Then THE ONE competition." Mr. Cen will participate in all major competitions. Frankly speaking, In the architectural world of New York, Mr. Cen can be regarded as the most powerful figure of the younger generation.

Everyone has the heart to cherish talents, and Wen Ling admires Qin Xin, a talented person like Mr. Cen.

But now, I'm afraid-

But Mr. Cen's background is the same everywhere.

Up to now, I can't see how sad Mr. Cen is.

It's just that Mr. Cen has always been taciturn, and Wen Ling, a big man at the dinner table, can't say much.

Fortunately, Wen Ling's younger sister, Wen Yuan, is also there. The little girl has a lively personality, and the atmosphere at the dinner table is much more active.

Wen Yuan picked up a Chinese dish with her serving chopsticks and gave it to the man opposite.

"Mr. Cen try this, it is very famous here."

"Ah."

Wen Ling turned the chopsticks in his hand: "Okay you, why don't I have them?"

Wen Yuan has a straight temper: "You don't know how to pinch yourself?"

Wen Ling rolled his eyes.

Today, the three of us ate together, and there was only one girl, Wen Yuan, so it was inevitable to take care of her more. The restaurant was also chosen by the little girl herself.

It was a cold night in late autumn, and the three of them were all from the capital. They ate local dishes in foreign countries, and the atmosphere was very strong.

Hearing a lot of mandarin words and being good at eating, the three of them didn't stop their chopsticks very much.

When the wine was served, Wen Yuan hugged her first.

Wen Ling almost jumped up: "What are you doing?!"

"Hmph, I won't give you a drink, you'll go crazy after drinking!" Wen Yuan blinked her eyes, "Drinking alcohol is bad for your health, Mr. Cen."

Cen Shuo looked up at the brother and sister who were quite close.

"Ah."

Wen Yuan snorted coldly: "Look at it, look at it, Mr. Cen has already said that drinking alcohol is not good for your health."

Wen Ling watched her eating and quickly grabbed the wine.

"Oh, you don't understand this. We artists don't drink more wine when we create." Today I found a time in New York to drink Moutai.

Wen Yuan was not convinced: "Who said that, you think too highly of yourself, Mr. Cen can be regarded as an architect."

Wen Ling let out an "ah", "If it's cold today, drinking some wine is good for your health, Mr. Cen, I respect you."

The two men were drinking, but they left Wen Yuan behind.

Wen Ling followed the expression on Wen Yuan's face: "Look at you, look at your expression. If you think it's pitiful, why don't you go to New York University and go directly to Beijing University for graduate studies?"

"Why? I'm coming to New York. I'm an intern in Mr. Cen's studio, and I'm not your assistant. Why do you care about me?"

At this time, Cen Shuo, who had not taken the initiative to speak, said, "Are you from Beijing University?"

"Well, yes." Wen Yuan has been a top student since she was a child, "I want to get into New York University, but New York University requires an internship in New York, so I got in. But don't worry, Mr. Cen, I got in seriously, so I want to study hard in Mr. Cen's studio."

Wen Ling sneered: "You are worthless, you are flattering."

Cen Shuo: "It's a good thing that you are young and ambitious."

"Did you hear, Mr. Cen has praised me." Wen Yuan was emotional, "Mr. Cen is also from Beijing University, and he is also my senior and idol!"

"All right, let's eat quickly! It's really long-winded!"

Wen Yuan raised her wine glass: "Thank you, Mr. Cen, for your face today. This glass of wine is toast to you. I hope that I can become an architect like Mr. Cen in the future!"

The man raises his glass.

This meal was also enjoyable.

It started to rain lightly outside, and Cen Shuo also drank too much, so the two brothers and sisters of the Wen family could only send him back first.

Wen Ling opened an umbrella for Cen Shuo, "What's the matter today, why did you drink so much?"

Usually Mr. Cen is serious and reserved, and rarely loses his composure.

"Maybe...in a bad mood."

Wen Ling nodded.

Wen Yuan supported Cen Shuo, and Wen Ling went to drive.

"Brother, where is Mr. Cen's house?"

"I know that Mr. Cen usually lives in the bachelor's apartment."

Wen Yuan opened her eyes slightly, "Is Boss Cen still single?"

"How do I know that."

The two siblings helped Cen Shuo back home, and Wen Ling said, "Look carefully, I'll find some medicine and pour some water."

Wen Yuan nodded: "Well, you go."

Wen Yuan looked at the man who fell asleep on the bed, and went into the bathroom to wet the towel.

Mr. Cen may be very uncomfortable.

Wen Yuan wiped Cen Shuo's face with a wet towel, when a video call came suddenly—