[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 51

Xu Feng was sent by Cen Wei to deliver food. Before leaving, Xu Feng glanced awkwardly in the direction of Cen Qing. Cen Qing just turned his head and waved his hand, indicating that he can do whatever he wants.

Xiao Muran just walked to Cen Qing's side at this time, frowned and said: "You asked Xu Feng to monitor Cen Wei? What did Cen Wei do?"

Xiao Muran is a typical lady from a scholarly family. She is delicate and sensitive. Time is gentle and soft, and does not like to cause trouble.

She spends most of her life on improving her artistic attainments, sometimes teaching students, sometimes giving speeches in other cities, and she is used to filling herself with work to prevent herself from thinking wildly.

But that's all she can do.

She has a reputation and status, but she is weaker than ordinary people. Her resistance and anger can only be expressed through the cold war. She cannot make any substantial changes, and she does not dare to change.

She has been living with guilt, impulsiveness, and repression all her life, and living a life of complacency.

Cen Qing snorted lightly: "If I knew what my son was going to do, I wouldn't have to find someone to stare at him."

Cen Qing was very tired.

Cen Wei's magnanimity made him uneasy. He always felt that what Cen Wei wanted to do was a major event that ordinary people would not dare to touch. Because Cen Wei is here, but he doesn't belong here, he is like a judge looking for a target, calmly looking at everyone here from the perspective of a bystander.

Xiao Muran had no choice but to look at Cen Wei with a sad face, but she couldn't do anything other than a sad face.

This is not the first time she has realized her cowardice.

The overall situation, family, face, these keywords she hates so much still dominate her life, like a cage that follows her around, trapping her in it.

She was just about to accuse Cen Qing of instilling those rebellious and unruly thoughts into Cen Wei, when suddenly someone came over with a wine glass and called Cen Qing's name from behind.

Xiao Muran held Cen Qing's arm like a conditioned reflex, showing a polite smile that was neither distant nor close.

"President Cen, it seems that the last time we met was at a sorority meeting." Li Baishou held a glass of champagne and stood there alone.

His temples were neatly tucked, and his slightly sparse hair was obviously specially combed to cover his exposed scalp. He was wearing an expensive dress, but it didn't seem to fit very well. The two trouser legs looked empty because they were too fat.

Xiao Muran had no impression of Li Baishou at all, but just by looking at it, he found something to talk about.

Xiao Muran asked, "Where's your wife?"

Li Baishou attended today, wearing a wedding ring on his hand, but his ill-fitting dress revealed that no one gave him timely suggestions for rectification.

Li Baishou was slightly embarrassed, and then his tone was somewhat contemptuous: "She, she has never seen anything in the world, so she probably went to eat."

Xiao Muran obviously heard disrespect from his mouth, so he stopped talking immediately.

Cen Qing didn't remember who Li Baishou was, but he quickly took a glass of wine from the table and touched Li Baishou.

Li Baishou waited for Cen Qing to take a sip of wine before he said again, "President Cen, I have an unkind request and I want to tell you."

Li Baishou obviously came to ask for help, but he was talking to Cen Qing. At times, he insisted on calling him "you" instead of the more polite "you", because even if he asked for others, the pride in his bones still did not allow him to feel a little wronged.