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Wen Xiaohui's face became hot, remembering that he had lusted after this boy just now...

He is actually Luo Yi?!

Cao Haidao: "Come in and sit down."

Wen Xiaohui stiffly followed Cao Hai to the office.

Cao Hai let the two of them sit on the sofa: "This winery is invested by my friends and I. We usually have gatherings and so on. It is also a private interest. I hope you can relax a little here. There are no outsiders here."

Wen Xiaohui nodded.

Luo Yi glanced at Wen Xiaohui. The teenage boy's eyes were somewhat deep and unpredictable.

"Then, let's get to know each other first. I heard from Mr. Luo that you have never met before."

Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Luo Yi extended his hand generously: "Uncle, I am Luo Yi."

Wen Xiaohui awkwardly stretched out his hand and shook his hand: "Wen Xiaohui... don't call me uncle."

The boy's hands were dry and gentle, which made Wen Xiaohui relax a little.

"Why?"

"You know that your mother and I are not related by blood, right?"

"Of course I know, but mom has always regarded you as her biological brother."

Wen Xiaohui's heart ached and he said sadly: "Anyway, don't call me uncle, it sounds awkward to me."

Luo Yi blinked: "Then what do you want me to call you?"

"Call me Brother Xiaohui."

"……All right."

Wen Xiaohui coughed slightly. Although he didn't want to be called uncle, he still wanted to act like an elder in front of Luo Yi. He asked, "How old are you?"

"fifteen."

Wen Xiaohui rubbed his hands and said with difficulty: "My sister...how..." He felt his tongue was tied and it was difficult to speak.

Luo Yi lowered his eyes: "It's better that you don't know."

Wen Xiaohui didn't want to get to the bottom of it. It would be too cruel to ask a child to retell how his mother died. He said, "What about the funeral?"

Cao Haidao: "The funeral has been held and it is very low-key. This is what Mr. Luo wants."

"There is something I don't understand about the letter my sister left me." Wen Xiaohui took out the letter, "What do you mean by not asking her...the reason why she did this."

Cao Hai said seriously: "Mr. Wen, this is what I want to remind you. Please respect Mr. Luo's intention and don't delve into it. This is indeed for the safety of you and Ms. Feng."

"What does this have to do with my safety and my mother's?"

Cao Hai glanced at Luo Yi and considered his words: "Luo Yi's father and the family his father belongs to are not ordinary people. I can only say this much."

Wen Xiaohui searched his memory and didn't have much information about the man Yaya was with. After all, he was too young back then and had no chance to ask about Yaya when he grew up. He only heard that he was powerful. Is there anything involved in this?

What kind of ulterior secret? No matter what it is, since Yaya and Lawyer Cao have given such a warning, he will not risk his and his mother's safety. He nodded: "I understand."

Cao Hai also nodded: "Mr. Wen, I believe the purpose of meeting you today was clearly stated in Mr. Luo's letter. It is about the custody of Luo Yi."

"Um."

"Luo Yi has no objection to Mr. Luo's arrangements. I wonder what Mr. Wen thinks."

Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi: "Do you think I can support you? I'm less than 20, and my monthly salary is 1,500." He pouted in a low voice and muttered, "I was deducted 500 yesterday."

Cao Haidao: "Mr. Wen, don't worry about this. Mr. Luo has already prepared enough living expenses for Luo Yi. Apart from the inheritance left by Mr. Luo to you and Ms. Feng, Luo Yi's living expenses are also at your disposal, so you don't have to worry about money."

question."

"It's not just a matter of money. First, I can't take care of children. I can neither guide you in your study nor cook and wash clothes for you... uh... anyway, I don't know how to raise you. Second, I

I can't let my mother know, I don't know how my mother will react."

Luo Yi rested his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, supported his chin, and looked at Wen Xiaohui with a faint smile: "First, I don't need you to guide me in studying, cooking and washing clothes. I can handle these by myself. Second, my mother left

Give me the house and Ms. Feng won’t know about it.”

"Then what do you want me to do?" Although they had only been together for ten minutes, Wen Xiaohui could see that Luo Yi was mature beyond his years, and his speech and social responses seemed to be more stable than him. He fully believed that Luo Yi could take care of himself.

"Because my mother doesn't trust me alone, and she only trusts you. She hopes to give me a relative. This is her last wish."

Wen Xiaohui's heart trembled and he slowly lowered his head.

Cao Hai said from the side: "Yes, Mr. Wen, Luo Yi is more sensible than many children, but after all, he is only fifteen years old. Mr. Luo can only rest in peace by entrusting him to you."

Wen Xiaohui took a deep breath, and those two words rushed into his eardrum without warning, violently provoking a certain string in his brain. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Quiet, eyes?"

Cao Hai was stunned.

Wen Xiaohui growled: "Shut your eyes?!" He felt a manic-depressive energy rushing through his chest like a bullet, making his internal organs hurt. "How can a person who commits suicide keep his eyes closed! Why should he die if he can't worry about his child?"

Why! Luo Yaya, why the hell do you want to die!" Wen Xiaohui's cry-like roar echoed throughout the winery.

The next second, Wen Xiaohui suddenly felt a warm hand rubbing his hair, then moving down, fingertips across his ears, and finally holding the back of his neck and squeezing comfortingly.

Wen Xiaohui was stunned. He didn't look back. The hand on his neck was big and warm, and it didn't look like a child's at all.

Luo Yi whispered in his ear: "Don't be sad. Mom has gone to a good place, a place without pain, deception and despair. This was her choice. She is free. I am happy for her."

Wen Xiaohui's body trembled, and he pinched his knees: "You, how could you think so... She is dead, you will never see her again..."

Luo Yi's eyes looked forward through Wen Xiaohui without focus. His pupils were like two bottomless black holes, faintly filled with chill, but his voice was as gentle as the spring breeze: "I can't because of that.

You selfishly want to see her, so you leave her in a place that makes her miserable. Uncle, don't be sad, you should also be happy for her."

Cao Hai looked at Luo Yi's childish face, his body shook unnoticeably, he made a swallowing motion, and his fingers mingled together unconsciously.

Luo Yi noticed Cao Hai's nervousness and smiled at him. The bright red lips and the perfect arc were really beautiful. Cao Hai also gave him a stiff smile in return.

Wen Xiaohui took a few deep breaths. Although he could not understand Luo Yi's thoughts, the gentle voice gradually calmed down his impetuous mood. He whispered: "Why did you call me uncle again?"

Luo Yi chuckled: "I forgot about it for a moment." After saying that, he let him go.

Wen Xiaohui sat back on the sofa and rubbed his hair vigorously: "Lawyer Cao, I don't know what I want to do. Tell me, what do I want to do?"

"I have already taken care of all the documents. All you need to do is read and sign. In fact, you don't have to do anything special. As long as you treat Luo Yi as a family member, I believe you don't need to be taught how to treat family members."

Wen Xiaohui looked at Luo Yi. He saw trust in the young man's eyes. He closed his eyes and nodded with determination: "Give me the documents."

He read the document and couldn't see much. The document clarified his and his mother's inheritance rights, but it could only be fulfilled after Luo Yi turned 18. During this period, Luo Yi would have one month every month.

The living expenses of 10,000 yuan can be at his disposal. If an emergency occurs, the emergency fund will be activated. The emergency fund and the inheritance inherited by Luo Yi are in other contracts and have nothing to do with him, so he can't see it.

However, he was indeed a little curious about how much inheritance Luo Yi would receive after he turned eighteen. After all, he had no idea how Yaya had earned over the years and how much money she had earned.

After reading it, he signed. His hands were shaking a little when he signed. He was too young at that time, and he didn't think clearly about what signing the word meant. He just felt that he didn't want to let Yaya down.

His last wish, and being able to get such a large sum of money and a house must be considered a good thing for him and his mother.

After Cao Hai looked at his signature, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Wen."

"Uh...oh." Wen Xiaohui glanced at Luo Yi, who felt a little awkward and confused.

Luo Yi smiled and said, "Do you want to go home with me and have a look? It's not too far from here."

"Okay."

"It's not close. I'm going home just in time, so I'll take you there on the way." Cao Hai said.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Cao."

Cao Hai put Luo Yi's bicycle in the back seat of the SUV, drove the two of them to Luo Yi's house.

Wen Xiaohui asked: "Luo Yi, which school are you in?"

"xx Middle School."

"Oh, it's not far from where I work."

"Where do you work?"

"xx road."

Luo Yi smiled and said, "Then can I come and play with you after school?"

"Okay."

Lawyer Cao interrupted: "Mr. Wen, what do you do?"

"Stylist, I'm interning at Juxing."

"Juxing is quite famous."

Wen Xiaohui was a little proud: "Well, it's one of the best styling studios in Beijing."

Cao Hai praised: "It's amazing. A clumsy person like me can only do such boring work."

Wen Xiaohui rarely came into contact with elite figures like Cao Hai. He immediately felt that he was worthy of being a lawyer, he was stylish and well-spoken. Although he didn't seem to have eight-pack abs, he couldn't help but feel a little excited and unconscious.

He became more modest: "It's nothing great. My grades are bad and I can't get into college. This is my interest and it suits me better."

Cao Haidao: "Haha, no wonder you are worried that you can't tutor Luo Yi. In fact, you really don't need to worry about this. Luo Yi has a very high IQ. His grades in high school are the first in the city."

Wen Xiaohui said in surprise: "First?"

Cao Hai smiled and said: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that Luo Yi is now in his third year of high school and is about to take the college entrance examination. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he takes the exam or not. He has received full scholarships and exam-free admission invitations from seven first-class international universities.

Well, this does not include the good universities in China.”

Wen Xiaohui stared at Luo Yi with his eyes wide open, yelling in his heart, Damn, you are a top student.

Luo Yi blinked at him and smiled obediently.

After being surprised, Wen Xiaohui felt so unhappy that his heart ached. He couldn't imagine what happened to Yaya to commit suicide on the eve of his only son's college entrance examination? With such a beautiful and outstanding son,
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