Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"The young master is back?"

Hearing the roar of a sports car, Aunt Wu casually dropped the vase she was checking in her hand and trotted all the way to the foyer, where she met the driver who had just walked out of the concierge.

Ever since Shen Huainan left home today, Aunt Wu has not dared to take a step further. She has been busy all afternoon and has been working only within the confines of the front hall, for fear of missing Shen Huainan's return home——

She had always had a hunch in her heart that Shen Huainan would definitely go home tonight.

The driver looked confused, "I'm not sure, it should be."

Except for Shen Huainan, no one who usually drove a sports car appeared at the gate of Shen's family at this time.

With a "click", the heavy double doors opened, and the red sports car stopped steadily at the door. Shen Huainan got out of the car without turning off the engine, and along with him, a blue old woman who looked a bit heavy came out from the passenger seat. Leather travel bag.

Aunt Wu, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stepped forward to take the travel bag, "Are you going home these days?"

Shen Huainan said "hmm" and threw the key in his hand into the driver's hand, "I haven't driven it recently, so just park it in the garage behind."

Shen Huainan's father, Shen Zuoren, likes to collect antique cars. There are rows of antique cars in the garage. Walking into the Shen family's garage is like entering a car show by mistake.

The originally designed garage couldn't accommodate it, so they built an additional annex building in the backyard. Part of the overhead floor of the annex building and the underground were filled with Shen Zuoren's cars. As for the other cars, they were evenly distributed among the Shen family's apartments. There are various private residences in Luojiang. Shen Zuoren himself can't remember how many cars he has collected.

In the early years, some entertainment tabloids criticized his hobby. The whole city was looking forward to the reaction of the two elders of the Shen family, speculating whether the old couple would teach their spendthrift son a lesson, or whether I am considering handing over the inheritance to my diligent daughter.

While the whole city was speculating on the bets, the two elders of the Shen family made no move.

After all, the Shen family earns a lot of money every day, so how much can this small car be worth? It is less than their daily income, so how can they take this small amount of money seriously.

Neither PC nor gambling, buying a car is no longer considered a waste among the rich second generation.The day the tabloid was delivered to the Shen family, the second elder of the Shen family even breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his son liked such legal and decent things.

But the strange thing about this is that although Shen Zuoren is an avid antique car enthusiast, he always keeps a low profile and only collects cars and rarely drives them on the road.Occasionally when he gets more motivated, he will transport the car to a deserted place in the outer suburbs, drive it for a while and then come back. How could this matter become known to the whole city?
But as time went by, such things were overshadowed by the outrageous things of other rich second generations. Soon no one remembered that the eldest son of their Shen family was a hobby of antique cars, and no one remembered that he spent money like water. This The matter was settled.

……

Shen Huainan took a sip of the red wine in his hand. He put one hand in his pocket and stood at the window of the room and looked into the distance.

He didn't have the habit of drinking red wine before going to bed, but even he couldn't tell exactly when Kang Shuling started to suffer from insomnia all day and night, so Aunt Wu went to the wine cellar to open a bottle of Shen Zuoren. The red wine from the collection came out and was said to help with sleep.

Every time Shen Huainan comes home, Aunt Wu will pour him a glass of wine, and it has now become his own habit.