Wen Jiazhi was slightly dazed.

How can eldest brother care about the party for no reason?

If you think about it carefully, it will immediately become clear.

I think I want to know if he invited Claudia.

"My parents are all preparing. I, I haven‘t called Claudia yet." With that, he quickly added, "I‘ll call tomorrow."

Rowan gathered his eyes, and the red apples in his hand hindered his eyes. He threw the apples back to the fruit plate. He got up and went back to his room.

*

In the deep night, Claudia tossed and turned and could not sleep.

The next morning, there was no accident and a pair of dark circles under the eyes.

At breakfast, Pamela smiled at her. Claudia didn‘t bother to pay attention to her. After the meal, Albert went far away.

Wen Jiazhi hesitated all morning between making a phone call or going directly to visit, and finally chose the latter.

Claudia had just finished the morning meeting and was hungry again. She asked her little secretary to buy a pack of biscuits. She took off her shoes and sat in the chair to eat happily.

Alger knocked at the door and came in. He saw his boss eating a table of biscuit crumbs, not to mention how dirty it was.

With a disdainful glance, he respectfully told him, "Mu Zong, there are guests visiting."

"Who is it?"

"Mr. Wen."

There was a brief blank in the brain, and when everything was in place, she knew it was a prank by her little secretary.

Claudia slapped the table angrily, leaned over and growled, "You can‘t understand a word!"

Alger helped his glasses and calmly retorted, "What I said is very clear, but you didn‘t understand."

"Yo? Look at your small mouth beep beep beep beep, quite can say ah, believe it or not I deduct your bonus!"

When it comes to bonuses, her little secretary is indeed honest, hanging her eyes slightly, looking at her nose and heart.

Claudia snorted and twisted a biscuit with his fingers tilted. "Tell him to come in."

To tell the truth, Wen Jiazhi imagined what might happen inside before entering the office.

Claudia, a strong woman, sat behind the table as cold as ice, perhaps wearing a pair of eyes and shrewd light behind the lenses.

Later, it was discovered that he might have watched too many movies.

"What to drink? Coffee or water?" A clear female voice sounded, pulling Wen Jiazhi‘s mind back.

When she finished asking, she added, "Forget it, you‘d better drink water. Ogawa, pour a glass of water in for Mr. Wen."

Alger nodded, went out and came back soon. He sent Wen Jiazhi a glass of water and went out again.

Claudia picked up the last biscuit and saw Wen Xiaozi‘s eyes staring straight at his fingertips.

She frowned awkwardly. "Do you want to eat?"

Wen Jiazhi suddenly blushed and moved his eyes cramped.

This small appearance is a little like Rowan when he was shy.

Claudia‘s own happiness, hit Wen Jiazhi thin angry eyes just restrained some.

Pulling out the paper towel and wiping her claws, she propped up her chin and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Wen Jiazhi sat up straight and put his hands on his knees. He saw that he was a well－educated young man and your son.

I just don‘t know if Rowan is such a young and mature face at his age.

How interesting would it be to see Rowan like that?

Claudia thought about it and was out of his mind. Wen Xiaogong said it again. Without her response, he saw her giggle and was somewhat unhappy.

"Ahem!" Two hard coughs meant to attract her attention.

Claudia paid attention, but asked anxiously, "what‘s the matter? What‘s the cough? Are you feeling sick again?"

Wen Jiazhi was stunned by the sudden care. The boy said awkwardly that nothing was wrong and asked, "Did you hear what I said? Will you come or not?"

"Well, I‘m glad you‘re out of the hospital." Said disgusting to Shota, Claudia laughed at Pamela： "As for the party, I won‘t go. After all, no one in your family wants to see me, right?"

"Who said that, my eldest brother thought!" Wen Jiazhi retorted in an urgent voice, then quickly stopped, sipped his lips and bowed his head.

Claudia still smiled and blinked： "Really, thank you for your invitation. You don‘t have to take the blood transfusion I gave you to heart. It‘s a trivial matter."

"How is it a trivial matter to save lives?"