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Chapter 58 Where is Dad?
'dad! '

The soft and sweet little milky voice came from behind.

The moment Wen Yu turned around, the sun was blazing overhead, and the bright sunlight coming towards him blurred his eyes.

The blurred light and shadow also made the little figure running towards him not far away seem unreal and unreal...

"baby!"

Huge fear gripped Wen Yu's heart.

He eagerly squatted down and opened his arms, trying to catch his daughter.

However, when the little figure of my daughter bumped into my arms, it failed to bring any real feeling or warmth.

Instead, it was like a phantom that was as fragile as glass.

A clatter.

The phantom was shattered inch by inch, leaving an emptiness in his arms.

Wen Yu was so panicked that he was sweating profusely and trembling all over. He subconsciously looked at his wife next to him...

But where is there anyone around?
His world is as empty as a wasteland.

She, who thought she would always be by his side, has long since disappeared.

...with my daughter.

"Yunling!"

Wen Yu, who was suffering from heartbreaking pain, struggled hard.

Finally... finally woke up from the nightmare!
"Ho-hoo-"

He panted violently, his chest rising and falling, and his cold black eyes scanned the surrounding environment, only to realize that he was on the sofa in the study at home, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

The shirt on his body was almost soaked with sweat, and he felt as if he had been fished out of water. He was very exhausted.

However, Wen Yu quickly adjusted his breathing and state.

Because he remembered that there was something very important today——

"Hey?"

Wen Yu answered the intercom call with a hoarse and low voice.

On the other end of the phone is the housekeeper:
"Sir, the guests are here."

He took a deep breath and ordered:

"Place the guests in the living room. I'll be back in 10 minutes."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yu went upstairs as quickly as possible to change his clothes.

By the time he hurried to the living room, 10 minutes had passed, not a second more, not a second less.

Just as he was about to open the door and enter, a voice came from the other end of the corridor:
"Father."

Wen Yu turned his head.

Then he saw his eldest son Chu Yan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, slowly walking towards him.

The dim light in the corridor was like the shadow of a mountain pressing on Chu Yan's shoulders, vaguely revealing the outline of his rugged, cold and proud bones, and the chill all over his body resembled that of his father.

Wen Yu's eyes dimmed, but there was no clue on his face.

"How did you come?"

Wen Yu, who was in a hurry to meet someone, sounded more like he was impatient than friendly.

Chu Yan was unmoved.

It seems that he has long been accustomed to his father's indifference and alienation.

"Is it strange for a son to come to see his father?"

Chu Yan spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

The relationship between father and son has become tit-for-tat.

Wen Yu frowned and wanted to say something.

But Chu Yan spoke before him:
"I heard that my father has a distinguished guest coming to visit? I don't know which uncle it is. Do I recognize him?"

As he said that, Chu Yan made a move to move past Wen Yu and head into the living room!

Wen Yu's complexion changed slightly.

He moved quickly to block Chu Yan's way.

Although he didn't say a word, Wen Yu's father's rejection attitude was already obvious.

Chu Yan didn't seem surprised by this.He glanced at the door of the living room with a sarcastic look, and chuckled, his eyes filled with coldness.

"I wonder if father still remembers that you have a little son Wenchi?"

"Something happened to Wenchi."

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Wen Yu had already guessed something from his eldest son's attitude.

Chu Yan chuckled.

"It's nothing. After all, Wenchi is my brother, and I will be responsible for him. But my father..."

Chu Yan particularly emphasized the word "responsible".

Then his cold gaze swept around, finally stopping at the door of the living room.
"I hope my father can always be here, rich and prosperous, and happy."

Done.

He left a message of "I wish you a good time", turned around, and walked away.

Wen Yu frowned, always feeling that his eldest son's expression and voice were particularly sinister.

Have fun...what?
Wen Yu couldn't understand this, and there were already heavy cuts between his eyebrows, making him look increasingly cold and forbidding.

But he did not continue to ponder.

After all, it’s not just a day or two that fails to communicate with my children.

Wen Yu asked himself that he was not good at dealing with people. Even with his own children, he didn't know how to get along with them.

If Yunling was still here, she might...

Wen Yu's expression froze and he stopped thinking about it.

He was afraid that the boundless loneliness would swallow up his soul, and nightmares would continue at night.

He gathered his emotions and pushed the door open:

"Master Cen, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Master Cen Guang'an smiled nonchalantly and raised his hand to stroke his beard.

"Where is it? It's the trouble caused by my disciple, thanks to Mr. Wen's help to deal with it."

Wen Yu was silent.

For others, he wouldn't bother to care about what the other person thinks.

But Master Cen was different, Wen Yu wanted something from him.

I heard that the Maid Goddess was a kind-hearted person, who valued kindness and righteousness above all else and disliked using dirty tricks.

Wen Yu was afraid of annoying Master Cen, so he didn't dare to hide it, so he said sincerely:

"There is actually another hidden story about Master Cen's disciple..."

Master Cen raised his hand to stop Wen Yu's next words.

He touched his beard and the old god said:
"I know what happened to that kid better than anyone else. He had a bad intention and stepped into someone else's trap first. Mr. Wen just followed the trend and it cannot be said to be a calculation."

"After all, I used my disciple Sun as bait to force Master Cen to come."

"Hahaha! If I didn't take the initiative to come, no one can force me!"

Master Cen laughed heartily while observing Wen Yu——

Compared to nine years ago, Mr. Wen felt even more lonely and desolate.

If we say that the previous Wen Yu could laugh, be angry, and have human emotions;
So now he is a cold black hole, swallowing not only the temperature, but also the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

…It’s hard to have both worlds right!
"What Mr. Wen wants to ask about is still the same thing, right?"

Wen Yu nodded without thinking:

"This is the only thing I ask for!"

Master Cen showed no mercy and said bluntly and cruelly:
"Then you should remember that nine years ago I deduced the horoscope for your wife and daughter - your wife's horoscope was so confusing that it was impossible to calculate it, but your unborn daughter was definitely destined to die in infancy. ! At that time, you were unwilling to accept it and begged me to count it again, but I re-recommended it three or four times... and got the same result!"

Nine years ago, Wen Yu encountered a change in his life——

Their unborn daughter died in the womb. The wife was unwilling to accept the fact and said she had a way to save her daughter. Then she disappeared without a trace.

He was looking for someone like crazy, and he used all the power he could, but still found nothing.

People around him said that his wife was in bad luck, but he didn't believe it.

He never prayed to gods or worshiped Buddha. After being introduced by a friend, he found Cen Guang'an, the god of hemp clothing.

It's a pity that Cen Guang'an didn't give him hope, but gave him a heavy blow!
　Suisui tilted his head: Where is dad?
　　Wen Yu: Dad is there.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)