Wen Chang'an looked at his lost father sitting on the sofa, and tightly grasped the hand hanging by his side.
Before meeting Bai Cha, even though his father praised him as unique in heaven and earth, he didn't take it to heart.
He is a dignified young master of the Wen family.
The future seventy-fourth generation of heavenly masters.
The prospective heir to the Wen family.
What kind of teacher you want with such status and dignity cannot be obtained by just clicking your fingers.
Even if the other party is really capable, as long as the money is sufficient, the other party will still nod and bend in front of me like a slave, and obediently call me Master Wen.
What's more, this guy named Bai Cha is still the teacher of that bastard!
Mentioning this, Wen Changan became even more angry.
It's all Bai Cha's fault. If she hadn't been a hindrance, that bastard's yin and yang eyes would have been transferred to him long ago!
He was just curious about the person who hindered his good deeds, so he agreed to his father to meet the woman.
And he believed that as long as Bai Cha saw him, he would regret accepting that bastard as his disciple.
So he walked into the private room very proudly.
However, things did not develop in the direction he expected.
There is no flattery and endless regret.
The woman just glanced at herself lightly, so contemptuously, as if she was looking at rubbish.
This was the first time in his life that Wen Changan had been humiliated like this!
It's okay to be looked down upon by the other party, but why can a bastard ride on his head?
Could it be that his dignified heir to the Wen family was inferior to a bastard?
Wen Changan felt that he had never experienced such humiliation in his life.
But he understood that that woman was very strong.
After being so strong that he said such outrageous words that would destroy the entire Wen family.
My father didn't dare to say a word.
This sharp contrast made him feel huge and incondensable jealousy towards Wen Yan.
How could a child born from mental illness be so lucky?
He has yin and yang eyes!
Abundant spiritual energy.
There is also a teacher who has a stronger backing than the Wen family!
Shouldn't such good luck come to a proud man like him?
Taking a deep breath, Wen Changan walked to his father and asked tentatively:
"Father, is it because I'm not good enough that the teacher doesn't accept me?"
Wen Sheng raised his head and looked at his son with complicated eyes.
He could guess what kind of powerful thoughts he had.
Besides, Wen Yan's talent is indeed much higher than Chang'an's.
He reluctantly raised the corners of his lips:
"No, Chang'an is already great.
It's just... you have no chance with that teacher.
Your mother and I will find you a better and more suitable teacher."
After saying that, he reached out and wanted to rub his son's head to comfort him.
However, Wen Changan dodged his big hand.
He looked at Wen Sheng with his dark eyes and said nothing.
He knows.
There couldn't be a better teacher.
White tea is the best teacher.
It was Wen Yan, that bastard, who stole his teacher.
One day, he will trample that bastard severely under his feet, and he will make Bai Cha regret it.
I regret taking a bastard and a loser as my disciple!
He turned around and left the private room without looking back.
Wen Sheng looked at his son's back and sighed helplessly, but he didn't take it too seriously. It was normal for there to be differences in this kind of thing.
I just hope that he can adjust his mentality as soon as possible. Only in this way can he truly grow up.
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Although this episode planned by Wen Sheng affected Bai Cha's mood to a certain extent, it also solved a potential hidden danger.
The issue of Wen Yan’s custody rights.
After the negotiation just now, I was shocked.
She believed that the other party would never let Yang Shu appear in front of her again.
Wen Yan thinks more than white tea.
He looked at Bai Cha, who was much taller than him, and knew that he was a man and could not hide behind Bai Cha forever and be protected by Bai Cha.
He must grow up as soon as possible. Only when he encounters similar things when he grows up, can he stand in front of Bai Cha, and can he become a real man and make Bai Cha fall in love with him.
He can no longer rely on white tea for everything, and the first step he needs to take now is to become financially independent.
With this idea, he stopped procrastinating and found an excuse not to go to work with Bai Cha the next day.
Bai Cha saw through Wen Yan's thoughts at a glance, but did not stop him.
After all, no matter whether the tiger or the eagle can truly grow up, they must leave the protection of the mother beast.
Wen Yan watched Bai Cha go to work before leaving that warm home with her small schoolbag on her back.
He didn't take a taxi because it was very expensive. Taking the subway and then taking the bus, Wen Yan found the shop hidden in a small alley.
The boss was taking a nap in a rocking chair under the eaves. He let the sun shine on his body, but his face was covered with a folding fan. There was a low coffee table next to the rocking chair, and a purple sand teapot with a fat belly and engraved characters on it.
The old man's radio was placed on the window sill, and he was singing a Peking opera that he couldn't name.
The hustle and bustle outside the alley and here seem to be two different worlds.
He walked up the steps without stopping.
Just as he was about to wake up the boss, the fat and kind-faced boss was the first to take off the folding fan from his face.
He leaned half of his body on the armrest of the rocking chair and said with a smile:
"Children, do you want to help your adults buy talismans?"
He obviously remembers Wen Yan, or in other words, he remembers the generous White Tea.
Wen Yan shook his head calmly, his whole person looked mature and steady that he had not seen in front of Bai Cha.
"I'm here to sell talismans."
The boss raised his eyebrows and slowly stood up from the rocking chair.
As he walked towards the store, he looked back at Wen Yan, surprise flashing in his fox-like eyes.
Obviously the last time I saw him, he was still a child who didn't know how to contain his spiritual power. Unexpectedly, just half a month later, he was already able to contain his spiritual power.
Also, with the teachings of two such powerful beings, let alone condensing spiritual power, it is not surprising that he now says that he can draw talismans.
Wait, what did the other party just say he was here for?
Selling talismans?
Did he really learn how to draw talismans?
No, no, no, no, drawing a talisman is not as simple as concentrating spiritual power.
No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to learn how to draw talismans in half a month.
Could it be that he had no pocket money and stole the lady's talismans to sell them?
Or are you buying the so-called talismans online for 9 yuan and free shipping to fool yourself?
After all, this kind of thing has never happened before.
While the boss was thinking about a solution, he called the person to a private room with a partition next to it.
Have someone serve drinks to the children.
He thought that as long as this seemingly stable child dared to use fake talismans to fool people, he would let the child see the darkness of the adult world.
After determining the solution, he smiled and said:
"What talismans do you want to sell?
We don’t want any messy talismans here.”
Wen Yan pursed her lips.
Aren’t all talismans required?
When the boss saw this action, his eyes became even sharper.
Hum hum, he guessed it right!
He sat up straighter and waited for the other person to take out your talisman, then taught him how to be a good person!
He watched Wen Yan unzip her schoolbag unhurriedly.
Then he took out a thick stack of talismans from inside!
A stack, not a sheet!
And it’s the kind of talisman with powerful spiritual power!