Little Terrified Bun

Little Terrified Bun Chapter 74

Wei Jing looked at the closed door, then at the animal-like outfit.
Ahhh!!! This outfit had been stuffed at the bottom of his closet the moment Big Brother bought it.
How could it be found? Unhappy.

The child’s face was filled with hesitation when opening the closet and looking at the crowd of thick and heavy coats.
Wei Jing had a cold constitution and was always prone to coldness, so all of his winter coats were specially designed.
The duck down inside the coats were stuffed so full that it looked like a ball.

Just imagine wearing this kind of clothing to Wei’s residence…um the scene would be too blinding, he would definitely get mocked.

Big Brother’s sense of fashion was indeed better.
He had blamed him unjustly QAQ.

The Wei Zhe whose sole intention was to see his younger brother act cute: …

With only a few days counting down to New Year, the traffic jam was bad even in 2002.
Wei Zhe and Wei Jing left the house at eight in the morning but were stuck in traffic until ten, when they finally arrived at Wei’s residence.

The rose in the garden had already wilted, and the row of evergreens was covered with a layer of white snowflakes, creating a beautiful scenery.
 The water of the artificial water fountain in front of the entrance had turned into thick ice sheets from the cold.
The current environmental issues were way better than that of the future generations; global warming still hadn’t kicked in, and winter still looked and felt like winter, freezing one’s bones with the cold.

Wei Jing followed behind Wei Zhe.
He knew clearly that Wei He disliked him, so he tried to be as transparent as he could.
After greeting the elders, Wei Jing zipped his mouth tight, not daring to make a sound.

In the lobby, aside from Wei He and Grandma Wei, there was a mother and a son.
The woman had aged; no matter how delicate her makeup was, it was hard to hide the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes.
She wore a red cheongsam, and her pair of white legs were exposed in the cold on such a cold day.
She also wore a sideburn from the eighties and a gold phoenix chopstick hairpin, with a set of pearl accessories on her ears and neck.

Luxurious and magnificent, utterly natural elegance.

But Wei Jing knew… just like his mother, this woman was merely one of Wei He’s mistresses.

Beside the woman sat a teenager who looked fifteen or sixteen-ish.
His eyebrows weren't as delicate or gloomy as Wei He’s, nor as good looking and domineering as Wei Zhe’s.
He had a square-ish face, with a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, making him appear honest and reliable.

But it was also this guy who provoked him to fight with his Big Brother for the position of the CEO later in time.

And he prepared a fake and flawed financial report of his Big Brother’s company for him to attack confidently and to lose tragically.
Upon thinking about the dumb things that he had done last life time, Wei Jing wanted to laugh; since he knew his own intelligence level so well, why couldn’t he just stay as quiet as a chicken?

Thankfully the document that guy gave him was fake.
He probably did it to joke with him, but didn’t think Wei Jing actually had the guts to stand up to fight.

Of course, this guy shouldn’t be underestimated.
He always had intentions towards the Wei’s family.
The fake document was probably posted to the internet by Wei Yuhui, and with the help of the indirect “forceful abdication” affair, Wei’s company stock price plummeted when Wei Jing passed away in the last lifetime.

Wei Jing didn’t hate him.

For real.

That guy only gave him a piece of the document.
He was the one who made the decision to do what he wanted to do.
So, although he was used, it was all due to his stupidity.
If he didn’t have ulterior motives himself, how could the other person successfully take advantage of that?

He just didn’t know what happened to his Big Brother afterwards?

Grandma Wei had advanced in age.
All of her silver hair was combed back behind her ears, with age spots and wrinkles on her face.
It was easy to tell that her life didn’t go too well by the lack of vitality revealed on her face.

Made sense.
Both of her sons passed away, her husband wasn’t here, the Wei family got taken over by the illegitimate child whom she abhorred, and she was left all alone in this world.
How could she live a good life?

“Ke ke!” Grandma Wei covered her mouth and coughed.
She then knocked her cane against the ground and complained, “Since you guys all came home, at least accompany me for a while.
Youngsters of this generation! No courtesy indeed.
I’ve been back for a day now and you guys just showed up.”

The Wei Zhe who was being degraded indirectly took a light sip of the tea and spoke unhurriedly, “Good tea.”

No matter what direction the wind blows from, I won’t move an inch.
What can you do about it?