Chapter 28: No trace

of abnormal performance...

Shen Boyan's hand holding the chopsticks tightened and loosened.

Wu Chen said it in an understatement, but what happened back then was obviously not something that could be summed up by "abnormal performance".

"Oh, I've heard about this too." The other wife, whom Shen Boyan wasn't very familiar with but seemed to be named Liu, said in a calm tone, "I remember that your brother got seriously ill before the exam because of the nanny's mistake. , Did you delay the exam?"

Wu Chen paused.

"Isn't your brother here?" Mrs. Liu glanced at Wu Chen and said mockingly, "Xiao Chen, I heard that your nanny was just fired back then?"

"She worked at home for twenty years. "It's been many years." Wu Chen straightened his back and looked calm, "She didn't know that this would happen. It was just an unintentional mistake, and we didn't blame her too much."

"Oh," Mrs. Liu sneered. The college entrance examination is not as important as a nanny."

Wu Chen frowned: "Mrs. Liu, this is our family's own business."

Jiang Jing seemed to notice that the atmosphere was not right, and said to Xini quickly, "It's a Chinese New Year. Yes, why are you talking about this? Can’t you keep your mouth shut even after eating?”

The topic was forced to come to an end.

Wu Chen, like everyone else, didn't say a word to Shen Boyan throughout the entire process. Until the end of the meal, when he and Jiang Jing said goodbye, they were still in a state of zero communication.

The guests left one after another, leaving only the four of them in the room. When the housekeeper closed the door, Jiang Jing's enthusiastic smile suddenly disappeared from her face.

She finally glanced at Shen Boyan for the first time today.

Shen Boyan clearly saw the complaint in her eyes. She turned her head and looked at Cheng Wenjun: "Liu Qinqiu and the boy named Wu were competing for projects recently. The boy named Wu used some dirty tricks. She is holding a grudge."

"...Is that why she said something about Xiao Yan? "Cheng Wenjun was startled for a moment.

Jiang Jing sneered: "I said, why are you marrying such a man! The Wu family's fortune is almost ruined, and they are just hoping to climb a big tree! It would be better for you to lure people to your home, I'm afraid they won't survive!"

Her eyes were piercing Shen Boyan like the tip of a knife, clearly blaming Shen Boyan for everything today.

Cheng Wenjun finally stopped pretending to be dead and immediately said, "Mom, don't say that."

"What should I say? It was you who quietly took the picture and negotiated the marriage yourself. I can handle it. What are you doing, Cheng Wenjun, you are really tough!" Jiang Jing raised her voice and her tone became more and more sharp, "Our group's problems have not been solved yet, so you are busy making trouble for yourself. You are really awesome!

" ..." Cheng Wenjun took a deep breath and stopped talking.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Jing became even more angry. She suddenly turned to Shen Boyan and said coldly: "You'd better correct your attitude."

"You don't know what to say, and you don't know how to do things. If it were me, I would never let you enter my house. !"

Hearing these feudal dregs, Shen Boyan really didn't know where to start.

Since you can't speak, then don't speak.

He remained silent and did not respond, leaving Jiang Jing with nowhere to vent her anger. She stared at Shen Boyan hatefully for a long time, then turned around and strode out of the living room. ...

As soon as Jiang Jing left, the living room became quiet.

Cheng Shunhao sat silently on the sofa after eating. After Jiang Jing left, he looked at Cheng Wenjun and said, "What are your recent plans?"

"It's still the same as before, father." Cheng Wenjun treated Cheng Shunhao very politely.

Shen Boyan was a little confused. At the last family dinner, Cheng Shunhao clearly sided with his uncle Cheng Shunyang and tried to squeeze Cheng Wenjun's position in the group.

Could it be that he was acting on occasion?

Cheng Shunhao showed a faint smile, and then returned to calmness in an instant.

"You've grown up." He said, "It's been a long time since I've talked to you properly."

"Yes." Cheng Wenjun smiled, "It's been a long time."

Shen Boyan sounded very strange, always feeling that Cheng Wenjun and him The father's relationship cannot be as harmonious as this.

However, their conversation was short, lasting only a few words and then ended.

"Your room is still available." Cheng Shunhao said, "You can take Boyan up there to have a rest."

"Okay." Cheng Wenjun nodded in agreement.

He turned to Shen Boyan and said, "Xiaoyan, let's go?"

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded.

They walked up the spiral staircase. The wooden stairs carried the weight of the two people and made a slight creaking sound.

Cheng Wenjun's room is on the second floor. He found the door, pushed it open gently, and said, "Here we are, right here."

Shen Boyan had never been here before, so he walked into the room curiously.

Cheng Wenjun's room was not as big as he imagined. A slightly wider single bed and a large desk. Next to the door is a wardrobe and bookshelf, and next to the window is an empty wooden shelf.

"You used to put the mint you planted here." Shen Boyan stared at the wooden frame and said softly, "Do you remember?"

"...Remember." Cheng Wenjun paused for a few seconds and then responded.

"What happened next?" Shen Boyan asked deliberately, "How long did it live?"

Cheng Wenjun was silent for a moment.

"It's been too long..." he said dryly, "Sorry, Xiaoyan, I forgot."

It's strange that you can remember.

Shen Boyan has become accustomed to the countless events that have verified his conjectures in the past few days.

"Oh." He replied, "It's okay."

Cheng Wenjun's desk was placed by the window. The large wooden table top is well protected and shows no obvious signs of age. Shen Boyan walked forward slowly and touched the smooth tabletop.

"Can you see it?" He turned to ask Cheng Wenjun.

"Of course." Cheng Wenjun seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded.

Shen Boyan didn't care what he thought. After getting permission, he opened the desk drawer.

But the drawer is empty. Empty.

Like the empty wooden shelf, there was no trace of Cheng Wenjun.

"Have you thrown away everything inside?" He was a little surprised.

"Probably." Cheng Wenjun didn't dare to give a clear answer anymore, "Maybe I took them all with me when I moved away."

Shen Boyan was silent.

He pushed the drawer back and pulled open the other two.

But they are all empty.

Shen Boyan curled his lips and his mood hit rock bottom.

He was inevitably disappointed.

Cheng Wenjun looked at it and couldn't help but said, "It's probably all gone, Xiaoyan. Let's sit down and rest for a while."

"It's okay." Shen Boyan shook his head.

He unconvincedly opened the last drawer, and a harsh and dull sound echoed in the room.

But this time he didn't fail.

A thin piece of paper remained inside.

Shen Boyan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He reached out subconsciously and turned the paper over.

But the content on the paper made him suddenly stunned.

This is not an ordinary piece of paper, but a college entrance examination admission ticket.

Even this is not Cheng Wenjun’s admission ticket.

There are a few words printed brightly on it -

[Name: Shen Boyan]