Feng WenLei stares at her angrily. He could see right through her, at first he had a good impression on her, but it shattered the moment he hear her careless and rude tone. His nephew went into depression because of his mother's yelling and hurtful words. She even tries to put her hands on him. Even though her speech was not that much hurtful as that woman is. Looking at Zhao Ren who was scared and shrinking to himself made him angry.
Feng WenLei got up and look at Zhao Ren and was startled. He was sitting before and didn't know that that boy was disabled, it made him feel even more pity. Feng WenLei thought she was just a normal waitress. Then she told him that she is a writer, he was curious about what she wrote. And was going to read it later but seeing as she is such a person I don't think she will write anything great.
" I-I just joking! How could I forget my Lil bros birthday? I was just planning...a-a birthday surprise!"
" Oh? When do you need to be so rude?" sneered Feng WenLei who didn't believe her one bit. Shuddering and hands moving around is natural proof of a person lying.
"That...." Zhao MiaoMiao is feeling flustered.
"Enough, you don't care about him. Why pretend you are?"
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Zhao Ren glanced at the Male lead. In the original memories, the male lead is almost non-existent as he never shows up in front of Zhao Ren.
"Hey, kid. What are you called? My name is Feng WenLei." Feng WenLei said in the softest voice he has.
".... I'm.....my name is Zhao Ren..." how much older are you today call me a kid?
"Okay Zhao Ren. Do you want this big brother to play with you?"
You sound like a kidnapper dude. Do you do this often? "..." Zhao Ren stayed silent and hugged the teddy dear in his arms.
Xiong: Host is right. So don't be tricked! ٩(๑・^・๑)۶
"... How about you play with my nephew and I'll buy you a birthday cake?" Feng WenLei thought that sentence before sounded wrong so he changed it up. Looking at Zhao Ren's clothes he knows that they aren't rich. Even now Zhao Ren's clothes have some brown stains.
A free cake? Sign me up! "Okay." Zhao Ren was dewing in his mind. Although Zhao Ren is not a sweet tooth, desserts are cute-looking. And Hei JianAn is a sweet tooth, ever since the accident, Hei JianAn can't eat too many sweets as the doctor doesn't let him. And from the male lead being from a rich family... The cake must be high graded!
Xiong: H-host...(.TˇдˇT.) I can't believe you!!!
Zhao MiaoMiao stood there. Biting her red lips that have lipstick on them. She was really angry and exasperated at Zhao Ren who has taken her chance. She turns back to work with a sneering face. I'll get back to you one day.
The figure of her turning around made Zhao Ren almost laugh. Because her leg hit a corner of a chair that was moved when the customer left. Zhao Ren teared up a bit. That was a close one. He almost couldn't hold the laugh in...
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Feng WenLei called his older brother and told him to bring his son over to play. And telling Zhao Ren to come with him.
Feng WenLei doesn't like leaving the car to drivers so he drove the car himself.
He looks at Zhao Ren's wheelchair with a troubled face. How do I fit this in the car...?
So Feng WenLei called his servant to come. They came fast as their young master wants help. When they came he pointed at the wheelchair and ask "how do I disassemble this?"
The servants took it as Feng WenLei picked up Zhao Ren with an excuse for me. Feng WenLei places Zhao Ren down.
"T-thank you..."
"Your welcome"
The car started and soon they got to a mansion. Zhao Ren had a shocked face looking at the mansion, exclamation a wow. Feng WenLei chuckles at Zhao Ren and asks him to go in.
"Come in." Feng WenLei set his hand on Zhao Ren's shoulder and smiled.
"Uncle." Feng Han nodded at Feng WenLei and dulled stare at the newcomer.
"Who is he WenLei?" asked Feng Wenda. He is Feng WenLei's older brother.
"Zhao Ren, today is his birthday. Say hi, this is my older brother." Feng WenLei introduces Zhao Ren.
"O-oh...Hi?" Zhao Ren was a bit scared.
"Hi~ I'm called Feng Wenda," he said waving at the young teen.
"Anyway. This brother is going to talk to that big brother. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Em." Zhao Ren nodded his hand. Zhao Ren sat in his wheelchair and turn to look at Feng Han.