"Three, year?"

When the pronunciation of the almost shattered word was thrown out, the boy's eyes were fierce.

He was so angry that he laughed, "Just one thing, did you let me stay in the Wen family for three years?"

The butler shook his head.

The smile on his face was even called kind: "It's not that you can just stay casually for three years, but that's because you hope that you can live in the Wen family for three years as obedient as possible."

“…”

When he heard this, the boy seemed to have only blown up a wolf with a hairy body, staring at the old housekeeper with cold and dangerous eyes.

"This is your promise to me. You won't want to break your promise again, right?"

"...Why don't you just let me die in the Wen family?"

The butler sighed.

He knew that if he had been in such a hostile state, the bomb would have to be exploded sooner or later.

So he slowed down his tone and looked at Wen Jing seriously: "Because I grew up safely and healthy for you, I am trying to pay back the guilt I owe to Miss Katherine and you - not for anyone in the Wen family."

The boy didn't say a word, but from his eyes, he obviously had doubts about his words.

"You are too young, Wen Jing." The housekeeper advised earnestly, "I have asked someone to investigate your situation over the years - you are smart enough, capable enough, talented, but you are still too young - since you promised Miss Katherine that she would live hard, then don't let her down."

“…”

"These three years are very important to you. Even if you follow the path you want to go, you still need a healthy body, truly complete professional training, and the improvement of comprehensive qualities in all aspects - if you want to truly live in this society, rely on yourself, then you must let yourself grow before that."

The vigilance in the boy's eyes gradually faded, and he replaced it with serious thinking.

He has never been a reckless child who can't think and only do things, otherwise he would have died many times many years ago.

So after thinking carefully for a moment, the boy raised his head.

His tone and eyes were calmed down.

"Can the Wen family give me these?"

"The Wen family can give you much more than this," said the housekeeper, "so stay here for at least three years; when you wait three years later, when your wings are hard and you still want to leave, no one can stop you."

“…”

A strange light lit up in the boy's pupils, with an inexplicable chill.

He curled his lips slightly, "You're right."

"I promised your second thing-I will stay in the Wen family for three years."

The butler felt relieved.

He was really afraid that if such a life continued, the boy would sooner or later reveal his body to the wilderness.

"But..." The young man hung his pitifully few personal belongings in his reach, and turned around, "I don't listen to anyone except myself."

housekeeper:"……"

In this way, the housekeeper finally comforted Wen Jing and let him stay in the Wen family.

After two days of rest, Wen Song arranged for a medical team dedicated to the Wen family to perform a full-body examination on Wen Jing.

After the inspection, Wen Song arranged for Wen Jing the most professional senior nutritionist and Western cuisine chef, a team of special tutors hired overseas, as well as personal bodyguards, drivers, and entourages who can be called freely...

Wen Jing's status and treatment in the Wen family rose to the same level as Wen Song within a few days.

This made the two brothers Wen Shaofeng and Wen Shaoling extremely dissatisfied.

But they are already in their thirties, so naturally they can't compete with a teenage brother for their father's favor with a teenage brother.

——Although the boy obviously had no intention of pleasing Wen Song, and he did not regard them as brothers.

Most of the time, including Wen Song, everyone in Wen Jing's eyes existed like air.

As long as they are not close to two meters around him.

——

Two meters is Wen Jing's private distance. Once someone steps into this circle, Wen Jing can always notice it at the first time no matter what he is doing, and warn the other party with the most vigilant and dangerous eyes until the other party retreats awkwardly.

As for those who are shameless and pretend not to see...

Just refer to the first tutor who was thrown out of the study because he was not aware of the current situation.

In this way, in less than two weeks, Wen Jing had completely adapted to the compact pace of life.

After reporting the progress of his tutor team to Wen Song, Wen Song was also surprised and surprised by the intelligence of his youngest son.

So after taking some time, Wen Song called his youngest son in front of him.

Wen Jing, who was like a dry sponge that had been hard to absorb water for more than ten years, was studying and supplementing the various knowledge he lacked without distractions, was rarely "obedient" in the past two months, and even rarely showed resistance to Wen Song.

——Most of the time, he ignored it directly.

But this time, Wen Song's request made him feel disgusted.

“Etiquette class?”

The boy looked coldly at the woman standing beside Wen Song with a decent smile.

After staring for two seconds, he turned around, with no expression on his delicate little face: "I don't need it."

"It depends on your current attitude towards speaking, you need it."

Wen Song obviously hadn't adapted to the fact that he had a son who would contradict him at any time and anywhere, so he was a little angry.

If the second and third families had changed to people from the second and third families, they would probably have been so scared that they would never dare to say anything when they saw the old man.

However, the scenery is not heard.

He even stared at Mr. Wen with his blue pupils in a deserted manner for a few seconds, and then he opened his thin lips and repeated it word by word.

"I said, I don't need it."

“…”

The servant next to him was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe.

In the Wen family, Mr. Wen speaks like God, and no one dares to refute, let alone contradict it.

Just because I heard that old man’s temper, he was so angry that he would look like a fire with a tick in the lead when he was criticized by such a little guy?

However, after almost suffocating the air in the study, none of them heard the sound of Mr. Wen getting angry.

The servants at home couldn't help but look in the direction of Mr. Wen in strange way.

But when I saw Mr. Wen staring at Wen Jing for a while, he then looked back.

He lowered his gaze to the desk at his hand, where something wrapped in a brocade handkerchief was placed in the corner.

The servant next to him was even more angry and dared not let it go.

——That was something that the old man didn’t let anyone touch. The aunt who cleaned the house accidentally hit the ground, and the old man made a big fire. Everyone in the house was afraid of being too heavy to walk within a week.

Later, someone privately rumored that it was something that a beautiful blonde and blue-eyed woman threw back to the Wen family.

Those eyes should probably be not far from their young master.

The servants thought with courage.

It took a long time before Mr. Wen slowly breathed out.

He looked at the boy standing there motionless.

"I will arrange basic etiquette classes for you. As compensation, you can choose two special courses you are interested in."

Wen Jing's eyes flashed and he fell silent when he almost opened his mouth to refuse.

Then he asked, "Speciality class?"

"Yes," said Mr. Wen, "you can choose your own choice of equestrianism, archery, golf... or whatever you are next to you."

"……good."

The boy nodded.

"I'll choose MMA first."

“…………”

Mr. Wen stared at the boy in surprise for a few seconds.

He responded a moment later.

"Since you like it, you can."

*

The children of the second and third families all attend private elite boarding schools and will only return to Wenjia once a month.

And this time they went home again, they found that an outsider was stabbed in the "hierarchy" at home.

That outsider was naturally Wen Jing - a few years younger than them, but he had become their nominal uncle.
To be continued...