Chapter 2, Wen Rang

As soon as Wen Shaoqing opened his mouth, Wen Rang realized that something was amiss. Back then, he had left without a word, which had caused the old master Wen to fall seriously ill out of anger. He was the most intolerant of such words.

Wen Shaoqing's mother and Xiao Ziyuan's mother are biological sisters, having grown up together since childhood and being roommates in university, maintaining a good relationship throughout.

Watching the delivery man enter the elevator, Zhong Zhen continued to knock on the door, "Cousin, open the door! I am the delivery person! Aren't you hungry?"

Is my aunt's health deteriorating again

"Hahaha, where is Grandpa?"

After knocking three times, Wen Shaoqing stopped and quietly waited for a moment before seeing the door open from the inside. He smiled and called out, "Grandma"

Wen Shaoqing smiled faintly and casually replied with a question: "So, are you still planning to return to the mountain?"

Wen Shaoqing raised an eyebrow, "Is Xiao Ziyuan also here?"

Indeed, the next moment, Old Master Wen frowned and said, "Copy it twice! You are not allowed to leave until you finish copying!"

After half a day of silence, Zhong Zhen sat at the door eating takeout. After finishing, she stood up, wiped her mouth, and began to reflect: "Cousin, I was wrong"

Wen Shaoqing, unable to take the subway, hitched a ride back after dinner with Xiao Ziyuan. Due to the slippery roads on the snowy day, Xiao Ziyuan drove slowly, and they engaged in casual conversation.

Wen Rang looked at the smile at the corner of Xiao Ziyuan's mouth, and upon hearing the words "uncle," he immediately widened his eyes and trembled in shock.

Wen Shaoqing looked on with glee, once again feeling fortunate for the wisdom of having studied Western medicine in his youth

Girls are all reserved, how can I ask such a question as 'Are you well?' I should just directly bring my boss in front of you and push him into your arms! Hmm! That's settled then! Cousin, I am full now, so I will leave first. I have left half for you, hanging on the door, so if you are not angry, come out and take it.

The next meeting with that man was on the weekend, coinciding with a fresh snowfall. Cong Rong had just returned from lunch and had taken a stroll in the snow within the community. As soon as she entered the building, she saw that man, dressed in a suit, standing at the elevator waiting for it. He had a cashmere coat draped over his arm, and beside him stood a black suitcase, indicating that he had just returned from a long trip

After several doses of medicine were finally prepared in Wen Rang's blood and tears, Xiao Ziyuan, upon receiving it from Wen Rang, did not forget to stab him with words, "I may have to trouble my little uncle frequently in the near future"

The weather is getting colder, and the past few days have been overcast, much like Congrong's mood. After all, working overtime until late at night every day would dampen anyone's spirits.

As soon as Wen Shaoqing entered the room, he began to laugh

As Wen Shaoqing stepped inside, he immediately saw a white figure rushing towards him. He smiled and spent a long time soothing it, and then both he and the dog joined the crowd to watch.

I can no longer look, I can no longer look! Cong Rong's reason kept reminding herself, yet her eyes were reluctant to look away

"Hmph," Wen Shaoqing retracted his smile and muttered softly, "As if I owe him so much, how pretentious!"

At that moment, Congrong was very certain that this boy, who had grown up with him since childhood and was as upright and upward as a young poplar, had grown crooked during the years he had been away from the country

Old Master Wen, renowned for his saying "the older, the stronger," is formidable when it comes to scolding others. "You haven't made any progress over the years! You've forgotten everything I taught you! You can't even prepare medicine anymore! Now that you have some fame, you don't even need to do this work yourself!"

Your aunt is ill, your cousin has come to fetch medicine, and your grandfather is inside watching your uncle prepare the medicine

Grandma Wen laughed upon hearing this, "What, do you still think we don't know you call it 'make way'? Every time your grandfather calls you 'little uncle', it runs over excitedly. After so many times, who wouldn't understand? You, why are you still as mischievous as when you were a child?"

Wen Shaoqing's uncle, Wen Rang, is the old master's late-born child, only slightly older than Wen Shaoqing. Although they are uncle and nephew, they grew up together under the old master's watchful eye, often playing and fighting. Wen Shaoqing has never called him "uncle". A few years ago, Wen Rang, who was young yet had gained some fame in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, was inexplicably stimulated and went to a temple on a mountain to live a life of idleness. Perhaps after being idle for too long, he was disliked by the temple, so he hung a sign on the mountain to start receiving patients, not caring much about the business, and spent his days leisurely. He was personally trained by the old master of the Wen family, possessing excellent medical skills. Over time, his reputation spread, and more and more people came to seek his treatment, including many who traveled from other places. They used their earnings to pay for their meals at the temple, and any surplus was considered as offerings.

He smiled and left after watching for a while

When Wen Shaoqing returned to the country that year, Lin Chen immediately set off for the other side of the ocean, and from then on, he avoided him, gradually severing their connection. Seeing that he had no reaction, Xiao Ziyuan pressed on, "He asked about the recent situations of many people, but he didn't mention you at all in relation to the library."

This has been the case for several years. Recently, Wen Shaoqing used a devious trick to lure him down the mountain, and since then, he has been unable to extricate himself.

Just as the elevator doors opened, Wen Shaoqing caught a glimpse of a person behind him being swept away by the wind. He smiled and entered the elevator

Having seen many people, she naturally understands that a person's wealth is not indicated by their suit jacket, but rather by their shirt. The collar size of the shirt worn by the man before her is just right, and the cuffs of the sleeves reveal half an inch, perfect

It is still the same. Recently, the temperature has dropped, and there have been some fluctuations

Watch the timing

The elderly lady with a head full of silver hair greeted him as he entered, "You’re back? I guessed it was you. Others knock on the door and, lacking your patience, wouldn’t wait. You know, Grandma is getting old and walks slowly."

Wen Shaoqing has been tricked by this scheming cousin since childhood, and over time he has developed an immunity to it. He turned around and smiled, asking: "I am neither his mother nor his beloved, so isn't it quite normal that he didn't mention me?"

Wen Rang glared angrily at Wen Shaoqing, who smiled back at him with narrowed eyes

Wen Shaoqing looked at the eager Xiao Ziyuan, frowned, and turned to Madam Xiao to complain: "Sister Mei, I remember he wasn't like this before... Do people in love always become so gossipy?"

Old Master Wen not only showed no respect to this rising star in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, but he also completely overwhelmed him throughout the entire process, and in the end, assigned him homework, saying, "Go and copy the 'Compendium of Materia Medica' once!"

Cong Rong heard this and was just about to get up to open the door for him when she heard a cacophony of nonsensical arguments from outside

Having been a lawyer for a long time, Cong Rong has seen too many people in formal attire, either overly rigid or resembling insurance salespeople, with very few individuals able to express their own style through their clothing

Sui Yi is Wen Shaoqing's junior from university, and both of them are majoring in clinical medicine, which is why she has always referred to Wen Shaoqing as her dear senior brother

A few seconds later, she resolutely turned around and went outside, deciding to continue walking in the snow to calm down.

A few steps away, Wen Shaoqing's cousin, Xiao Ziyuan, and his wife, Sui Yi, watched the play with smiles throughout the performance

Wen Shaoqing felt that it was truly not a good thing for two scheming individuals to come together, as it is not the act of a hero to face many with few. Therefore, he remained silent during the following time

Wen Shaoqing responded with a distracted "mm"

Wen Shaoqing closed the door, warmly putting his arm around the old lady's shoulder, supporting her as they walked inside, "Hmm, I arrived at noon, I came to have a meal, and by the way, to pick up... to pick up my dog."

I have time to go see her

Sui Yi smiled gently, as was her usual demeanor. "Dear Senior Brother, this is not gossip; it’s just that at that time, everyone was saying that you and Lin Chen were a couple. I never expected... I have known Lin Chen for so many years, and I have never seen him avoid anyone like this, so I am somewhat curious."

When she lifted her head, he was adjusting his tie, his long and clean fingers slightly bent, revealing distinct knuckles. That hand swayed back and forth, stirring Cong Rong's emotions, making her feel an overwhelming sense of sensuality.

Although Wen Rang is young, his name carries some weight in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. Yet here he is, squatting in front of the furnace, holding a fan to control the heat, with streaks of black soot marks on his face, and coupled with a look of trepidation from being scolded by the old master, Wen Shaoqing's mood is truly at its peak

Cong Rong's gaze was drawn downward, the tailored trousers enveloping her long legs, with the cuffs just brushing the tops of her shoes

Wen Rang immediately unleashed his full fury, "Dare you still laugh? If it weren't for you deceiving me back, would I have to endure scolding every day?"

This statement struck Xiao Ziyuan's intention perfectly, and he responded with a smile, "How do you know you are not his 'beloved'? The reason he often drifts outside and refuses to return is because of you, and you cannot deny this, can you?"

Wen Shaoqing's appearance of being guiltless indeed piqued Xiao Ziyuan's curiosity, "To be honest, where has that girl from back then, who chose to be a doctor instead of a lawyer, gone?"

The roads were covered with accumulated snow, the temperature was low, and soon ice formed. Wen Shaoqing did not drive and took several subway rides to reach the southern part of the city

Wen Shaoqing returned home, took a shower, changed clothes, and then went out. As he passed by the community garden, he saw the new neighbor, dressed in casual attire, angrily stomping on the snow beside a group of children playing joyfully in the snow. This was in stark contrast to the image he usually presented in professional attire, looking poised and capable during their encounters on workdays.

In front of outsiders, Qingfeng Langyue's Wen let out a cry without regard for her image, saying: "Dad! How old am I now, why are you still punishing me to copy medical texts?" Wen Shaoqing couldn't help but chuckle.

She cast a few discreet glances, noting the handcrafted custom pieces, understated luxury, and evident taste. It is said that gray is a top choice in a man's wardrobe, embodying a blend of nonchalance and brightness

After exiting the subway and walking for a while, he arrived in front of a siheyuan. Even before entering, he could smell the fragrance of medicinal herbs inside, which became increasingly pronounced in the chilly air. He stood at the door for a moment, savoring the scent, before knocking.

Wen Rang heard a noise and looked up, but before he could see anything, he was shouted at and instinctively lowered his head.

Xiao Ziyuan suddenly remembered something, "Lin Chen contacted me a few days ago."