A Disabled Alpha’S Guide To Being Loved Chapter 20
byChapter 20 I want to eat grapes. As expected, Han Jiguang still didn’t come.…
As expected, Han Jiguang still didn’t come.
The crystal lamp in the box reflected a cold light. Wei Zhi sat with Tu Yao for a full half hour. Every time the hands of the gilt watch jumped, the embarrassment in the air became thicker.
He didn’t need to think about it to know that Tu Yao, a spoiled fool, was once again tricked by his calculating uncle.
Wei Zhi tapped his fingertips on the cold edge of the table, and his voice was as cold as the autumn frost outside the window: “I won’t hold you accountable for half an hour today. Tell Mr. Han that if you still have the intention to cooperate, let him come to see me in person. As for the compensation, I won’t give you a penny until I meet him in person. You should tell him this clearly.”
Tu Yao’s face instantly turned black as if he had just been fished out of a pile of coal, and his knuckles were clenched until they turned white.
He couldn’t figure it out. On the phone, he kept a low profile and begged his uncle for a long time, but the other party actually refused to show his face.
The lingering aroma of red wine in the box only smelled pungent at the moment.
Wei Zhi casually glanced at his distorted expression, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his lips: “Vice President Tu, haven’t you ever thought about removing the word ‘vice’ from your title?”
Tu Yao suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Zhi in astonishment, his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn’t say a word.
He used to be a playboy who only knew how to go out and race cars in bars. He couldn’t even read company reports. Besides, his uncle was not yet sixty and was very strong. He never dared to think about “succession”.
Wei Zhi shook his head, the disgust in his eyes was undisguised, as if he was looking at a helpless Adou: “Your uncle has a biological son. Do you think it is more likely that his son will take over the business in the future, or you, the ‘nephew’?”
The color on Tu Yao’s face suddenly faded, and he lowered his hands in silence.
Of course he knew that his uncle’s son Han Zhe was studying business administration in the United States, but that boy was only in his early twenties and had no hair at all. How could he really compete with him?
After thinking about it, Han Zhe had no power in the company, but if his uncle handed over all his confidants to his own son, he, a “bastard nephew”, might not even be able to drink soup.
Seeing that his eyes were finally clear, Wei Zhi was too lazy to talk nonsense. He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow: “Vice President Tu, please forgive me for being unwell. I’ll take my leave now.” After that, he turned the wheelchair.
He Rui was very discerning and immediately stood up to follow him. He closed the door and nodded cautiously to Tu Yao.
Tu Yao stayed alone in the box, watching Wei Zhi’s leaving figure, grabbed the red wine bottle on the table, and took a few sips at the mouth of the bottle.
The spicy liquid burned his throat, but he smoked one cigarette after another as if he couldn’t feel it.
In the smoke, Wei Zhi’s beautiful androgynous face appeared repeatedly, especially those eyes that looked at him with undisguised contempt.
An unprecedented impulse suddenly hit his chest.
Wei Zhi is just a man with disabled legs, but he can still manage the company in an orderly manner. As a grown man with sound limbs, is he going to live his whole life waiting to die, being a puppet at the mercy of others?
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his father married into the Han family, but his mother was a lover and insisted that he follow his father’s surname “Tu”.
Just because of this surname, he has always been like an outsider in the Han family, and he has no qualifications to compete.
His parents live abroad all year round and never see each other all year round. He was raised by his uncle, who seemed to respond to his every request. Now that I think about it, he was just raising him to be a brainless idiot so that his own son could take over smoothly.
Tu Yao stubbed out the cigarette butt, leaving a deep mark in the ashtray.
He put on his coat and walked out of the box. The waiter quickly came forward and said that Mr. Wei had paid the bill, but he habitually took out his wallet, took out a few thousand yuan and handed it over as a tip.
Seeing the flattering smile on the waiter’s face, he suddenly felt an inexplicable nausea in his heart.When his uncle gave him money, was he also enjoying his obedience and flattery?
The autumn night wind brought a biting chill, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground and swirling them under the street lights.
Wei Zhi was waiting alone in the parking lot for He Rui to drive up. He wrapped his suit jacket tightly, but he didn’t expect that Gan Chenchen hadn’t left yet. He was standing under the streetlight not far away, as if he was waiting for him.
Wei Zhi smiled and nodded, but Gan Chenchen was a little anxious. He trotted to Wei Zhi and gasped: “Brother Xiao Zhi, I heard from uncle about your new project. I can invest in you personally without selling the project!”
Gan Chenchen looked at Wei Zhi eagerly, the excitement in his chest was about to come out, and the alpha pheromones overflowed uncontrollably, with the unique heat of young people.
He can finally do something for Wei Zhi!
Wei Zhi just smiled faintly and lightly brushed the folds of his sleeves with his fingertips: “Chenchen, you are not a qualified businessman. You did not weigh the pros and cons, and did not evaluate the risks of the project. You just wanted to help me because of your friendship with me. You don’t have to do this. Although this project is important, it is just the tip of the iceberg for the company. We can still operate as usual without it.”
Gan Chenchen didn’t think about risk assessment at all and looked at Wei Zhi blankly.
He Rui drove the car, and the automatic door slowly opened in front of Wei Zhi. He got out of the car and prepared to move Wei Zhi’s wheelchair into the trunk.
Wei Zhi bent down and lifted the thick blanket covering his legs, revealing two legs that were so thin that they had almost no flesh.He reached out and grabbed the special metal handle inside the car, tightened his arm muscles slightly, and relied on the strength of his upper limbs to move himself into the car bit by bit.
He deliberately slowed down his movements just to let Gan Chenchen see clearly.
For the first time, Gan Chenchen knew how people with disabled legs got on the bus. His whole body was stiff and he didn’t know what to say.
Wei Zhi’s pale ankles and tight arms were like needles piercing his heart.
Gan Chenchen’s eyes fell on Wei Zhi’s legs involuntarily. Before the blanket was lifted, Wei Zhi in his mind was still the high-spirited and omnipotent alpha.
But now, when he faced those two powerless legs, an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.
Wei Zhi closed the car door and slowly rolled down the window. His tone was light but unmistakable: “Chenchen, go home and learn how to be a businessman from your uncle.”
The window slowly rose and the car drove smoothly out of the parking lot.
It was past eleven o’clock, and there were no cars on the road in the autumn night. Only the street lights cast dim shadows on the car windows.
Wei Zhi picked up the mobile phone at hand and hovered his fingertips above the screen, hesitating whether to call Cheng Cheng.
Cheng Cheng might have fallen asleep, but Wei Zhi unreasonably wanted him to pick him up downstairs.
While hesitating, a phone call came in first.
Wei Zhi’s eyes flashed, he put on his Bluetooth headset, and his voice returned to his usual calm tone: “Lawyer Ji.”
Ji Ziheng flipped through the freshly released agreements and documents and pushed up his glasses: “Don’t be so angry. I just want to tell you today that all the materials are ready, except for the inspector’s interview records. When are you going to contact me?”
Wei Zhi paused for two seconds and rubbed the handle of the armrest: “I will arrange it as soon as possible. You don’t have to worry about this.”
Ji Ziheng clicked his tongue impatiently: “You just need to know what’s in your mind. The time limit for new information is only three months. After that time, it will have to be resubmitted for review. If you can afford to wait, the child can’t.”
“I know, hang up.”
Wei Zhi hung up the phone expressionlessly, tilted his head and leaned on the neck pillow, staring unfocused at the black chair back in front of him.
Gan Chenchen’s frightened gaze made him feel uncomfortable.
He Rui caught a glimpse of his expression in the rearview mirror and spoke cautiously: “Sir, Xiaocheng just sent me a message asking when we will arrive. He said that his call to you has been busy and has not been answered.”
Wei Zhi blinked, his eyes gradually fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth relaxed slightly: “You concentrate on driving, I will send him a message.”
Cheng Cheng held his cell phone and waited, moving from one end of the sofa to the other, walking from the bedroom to the balcony, his eyes glued to the conversation with Wei Zhi.
Finally, the phone beeped, and Wei Zhi sent him a message, “Xiao Cheng, I will be entering the community in about fifteen minutes.”
Cheng Cheng was a little troubled. What did this mean? Should he go down and pick her up? Or should he just report that he was safe?
Did Secretary He properly convey his intention to Brother Wei?
But this entanglement only lasted for a short while, and he quickly made up his mind.Regardless of whether Wei Zhi wants to see him or not, he wants to see that person as soon as possible!
Cheng Cheng grabbed his coat, pulled on his slippers and rushed downstairs, forgetting to turn off the light.
Gradually entering late autumn, the bleak feeling in the dark night became more and more intense. Cheng Cheng rubbed his hands and walked at the entrance of the building, looking expectantly in the direction of the entrance of the community.
A few minutes later, a black commercial vehicle slowly drove into the community. Cheng Cheng’s eyes instantly lit up, a smile spread across his face, and he quickly greeted it.
As soon as the car stopped, the automatic door opened. Wei Zhi leaned on the back of the seat, opened his arms towards him, forced a smile on his lips, and said with a hint of unnoticeable fatigue in his voice: “Xiao Cheng, please hug me, I’m so tired.”
Cheng Cheng quickly directed He Rui to move the wheelchair down, then walked around to the car door, put his hands through Wei Zhi’s armpits from the front, and put the person firmly on the wheelchair with a gentle exertion.
Wei Zhi’s face was pressed against the collar of his fluffy sweater, and he couldn’t help but take a deep breath. A faint sweet scent of grapes lingered on the tip of his nose, dispelling most of his fatigue.
He couldn’t help but press his face closer, asking for more.
Seeing this scene, He Rui couldn’t help but smile and said, “Mr. Wei, let Xiao Cheng take care of you. I’ll go back after parking the car.”
“Well, let’s go.” Wei Zhi straightened his clothes and waved his hand.
Cheng Cheng also waved goodbye to He Rui and glanced at the thin suit jacket on the other person’s body. He suddenly remembered how cold the wind was at night.
He quickly shouted: “Secretary He, wait a minute!”
As he spoke, he ran towards He Rui and took off his sweatshirt.
When he ran to He Rui, he was already out of breath and handed over his coat: “Secretary He, it’s very cold at night. If you don’t mind wearing my coat, just wear it.”
He Rui looked at the coat with body temperature in his hand in shock, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Wei Zhi.
Wei Zhi was sitting in a wheelchair, parked under the dim street lights at the entrance of the building. His expression was blurred by the light and shadow, and his emotions could not be clearly seen.
Cheng Cheng pushed the coat into He Rui’s arms again and said suspiciously: “Put it on quickly. Do you really dislike it?”
He Rui quickly shook his head, turned his gaze back to Cheng Cheng, and said with a hint of gratitude: “Of course not, thank you, Xiao Cheng.”
Cheng Cheng smiled, showing his white and straight teeth, and his round eyes curved into crescent moons: “Then I’ll go back, and you should go home early!”
In the elevator, Wei Zhi glanced at Cheng Cheng’s cheeks, which were slightly red from running too fast, and said calmly: “Why did you give him the coat?”
“Secretary He is wearing such thin clothes. He will definitely catch a cold if he goes back like this.” Cheng Cheng answered without thinking, with a very firm tone.
“Oh.” Wei Zhi responded lukewarmly, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, his fingertips sliding on the screen, but he had no intention of reading the content.
The elevator door opened, and Cheng Cheng pushed Wei Zhi into the house. While changing his shoes, he said, “What’s wrong with you? You’ve been feeling gloomy since you just entered the elevator. By the way, I stewed rock sugar pear. It’s very sweet. Do you want to drink some?”
Wei Zhi threw his cell phone on the sofa, took off his coat, and blurted out: “I want to eat grapes.”
Cheng Cheng was stunned and frowned: “Brother Wei, it’s autumn now and there are no grapes.”
Wei Zhi also realized that his request was a bit too much and coughed twice: “Forget it, I’ll drink rock sugar snow pear.”
“Okay, I’ll serve it for you!” Cheng Cheng walked into the kitchen quickly and couldn’t help humming. It was a joy to have someone enjoy the delicious food he made.
Wei Zhi took small sips of the sweet soup with a white porcelain spoon, while Cheng Cheng sat aside with his chin in his hands, looking at him unblinkingly.
The soft wall lamp shines on Wei Zhi’s face, making his delicate eyebrows and eyes particularly gentle. His long eyelashes are slightly upward, and his bright eyes are like a piece of transparent warm jade. Even his movements when drinking soup are somewhat elegant.
Cheng Cheng looked at it for a while, his face turned a little red, and he quickly looked away, but he didn’t want to leave to do other things. He wanted to enjoy a quiet moment with Wei Zhi, trying to find a topic.
“Brother Wei, if you want to eat grapes, just tell me in advance next time and I’ll go to the supermarket to have a look. But now you can only buy grapes grown in greenhouses, and the taste may not be that good…”
As he spoke, he secretly observed Wei Zhi’s reaction, thinking that if Brother Wei really wanted to eat it, he would buy it even if he traveled all over the city.
Banxia novel, a lot of fun