Wen Lan Sheng was about to lose his temper, no longer holding back. Supporting the swaying Fan Xia, he said: "I'll help Xia Xia go rest, you pour it yourself."
"You child!" Wen Ming Yue was slightly angry.
"I'll pour it, Mr. Rong, please wait a moment." Xie Cen took the teapot and walked to the kitchen to boil water.
"Mm, no hurry." Rong Xiu glanced lightly at Wen Lan Sheng, who was suppressing his anger, leisurely placing his hand on his knee, his cold eyes smiling: "Lan Sheng, do you need my help?"
Wen Lan Sheng's back stiffened, shaking with anger: "No need, please rest well."
"Our Lan Sheng, ah, has been spoiled by me and his mother since childhood, his temper is proud. Mr. Rong, please don't take offense with this child," Xie Cen said, bringing tea to Rong Xiu.
Rong Xiu picked up the teacup, his thin lips smiling ambiguously: "Lan Sheng has changed quite a bit these past few years."
Back in university, Wen Lan Sheng had been quite attentive to Fan Xia. But now, not long after announcing their engagement, thinking that becoming Mr. Fan was a sure thing, he not only neglected to take care of Fan Xia, but even brought his own parents to live in his fiancée's home. What a joke!
Rong Xiu took a light sip of tea, his gaze carelessly sweeping over the faces of Wen's parents. As expected of a family, just like Wen Lan Sheng, equally greedy and presumptuous.
"It's getting late, I won't disturb you two any longer." Rong Xiu stood up, his tall and straight figure looking down at Wen's parents sitting on the sofa.
"Leaving so soon? Mr. Rong, please sit a while longer," Xie Cen politely tried to keep him.
Rong Xiu glanced in the direction of the bedroom, watching Fan Xia's clothes disappear from view. He had come here for Fan Xia, not to waste time with these two people.
As for staying just now, it was also because he wanted to annoy Wen Lan Sheng a bit. As long as he saw Wen Lan Sheng unhappy, he was happy, he was pleased, he wanted to see Wen Lan Sheng trampled under his feet, the look of having his most cherished person taken away.
In the bedroom, Wen Lan Sheng changed Fan Xia into her pajamas and tucked in the corners of the blanket.
He sat quietly by the bed, watching Fan Xia sleep soundly, completely unaware of what had happened. He felt angry, resentful, and helpless. Leaning on her chest, he murmured pitifully: "You're fine, sleeping through everything, you don't even know how Rong Xiu bullied me just now... Xia Xia, if you weren't drunk, you would have defended me, right?"
The answer he got was Fan Xia's quiet breathing, and the sound of his parents seeing Rong Xiu off and closing the door in the living room.
Wen Lan Sheng hugged her neck, closing his eyes and self-deluding: "You definitely would have."
Xie Cen walked into the bedroom, saw Wen Lan Sheng hugging Fan Xia, and complained: "You really are something, giving your mom such a loss of face in front of others."
At the mention of this, the fire that Wen Lan Sheng had just managed to digest flared up again.
He sat up abruptly, shouting in a loss of composure: "You know Rong Xiu is an outsider too! Dad, if Mom can't see it clearly, can't you? That Rong Xiu clearly came to humiliate me today! He entered our home carrying my wife in front of our whole family! He touched and fondled my wife in front of the three of us! He even ordered me around like a servant! Not only did you not help me, but you were so cowardly in front of him. You're my parents, not his employees, what are you afraid of him for!"
Xie Cen glared at him: "You think I don't know that man surnamed Rong has ambiguous attitudes towards our Fan Xia? His eyes were practically glued to Fan Xia. But what can we do? If you offend him and cause Fan Xia to lose her job, do you think Fan Xia won't hate you?"
"I've been considering this point, that's why I've been holding back all this time..."
"It's right to hold back." Xie Cen grasped Wen Lan Sheng's hand: "Think about it, with Rong Xiu's family background, wealth, and decent looks, if Fan Xia really had feelings for him, Rong Xiu wouldn't need to come personally to provoke you. So why did he come today?"
Wen Lan Sheng looked at Xie Cen and shook his head.
"It's because Fan Xia isn't taking the bait. She has you in her heart, she remembers your kindness to her when she was in trouble. So Rong Xiu can only start with you. He's deliberately provoking you, making you hysterical, making you go crazy, wearing away Fan Xia's love for you, making Fan Xia think you've changed. This way he can take advantage of the situation."
Wen Lan Sheng listened with trepidation.
Indeed, old ginger is spicier. If Xie Cen hadn't explained this layer to him, tomorrow when Fan Xia sobered up, he would definitely have harped on about this to Fan Xia relentlessly. By then, Fan Xia would surely find him annoying, think he was making a big deal out of nothing, and the wall of estrangement would be built up through one small incident after another.
"Dad, what should I do?" Wen Lan Sheng gripped Xie Cen's hand tightly.
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