Good morning sweet spoiled wife CEO

So is he okay or not?

Seeing Mu Siting's leaving figure, Tang Wenxin complained silently in her heart.

Holding the thin credit card in his hand, there was a burst of joy in his heart.

Now he can leave the Tang family and live with his younger brother. After all, they are not short of money.

In the future, wait for her to work before paying back the money.

Thinking of this, Tang Wenxin put the credit card in her bag and immediately prepared to go out to pick up her brother.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the young woman from yesterday, also Miss Mu Siyan staring at her angrily.

Tang Wenxin felt a little puzzled, and buckled the button of the purse, slandering what was wrong with this young lady in her heart.

"Is there something wrong?" Out of politeness, Tang Wenxin still asked out loud.

"I've seen it all. It's you who drove my cousin away in anger!"

I?Run away that Musting?Don't you think highly of me too much, Tang Wenxin thought silently in her heart, a little dumbfounded.

If Miss Mu heard what he didn't do, it was indeed Tang Wenxin's fault.

Seeing that Tang Wenxin didn't immediately refute, Song Siyan suddenly gained confidence, her arrogance became more and more arrogant, and her voice became sharper.

"Don't think that I'm as gentle as my cousin! As long as I'm here, I won't let you have good fruit in Mu's house!"

"Miss Song Siyan." Tang Wenxin didn't have a good rest yesterday, and was quarreled again today, her temples hurt like needles, and she had to interrupt her.

"What, what's the matter?" Song Siyan subconsciously took a step back after being called by name.

"I think you must have made a mistake. No matter what happened before, I, Tang Wenxin, are now Mu Siting's wife. According to your seniority, you should call me cousin." Tang Wenxin said coldly to the pampered little girl. I really don't like it.

After speaking, Tang Wenxin and Song Siyan brushed past each other, and said calmly, "Be respectful to me."

Song Siyan, who was standing there, suffered a terrible loss, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Why did this pheasant who didn't know where he came from dare to speak loudly to her.

And the first time I saw my cousin, I made my cousin run away in anger, obviously the one my cousin is going to marry is not her at all!

What is she proud of!
Song Siyan grabbed the hem of her skirt and stared at the direction Tang Wenxin was leaving, without returning to her senses for a long time.

"Miss, it's time to have breakfast."

breakfast?She made up her mind to make Tang Wenxin look good.

"Mother Zhang, do you have any particularly spicy peppers to add to Miss Tang's breakfast?"

"This……"

Seeing Mama Zhang's hesitant look, Song Siyan smiled and comforted her: "She told me just now that she likes spicy food the most, and she doesn't like spicy food. If you're worried, I'll let it go."

When Mama Zhang heard this, she nodded hesitantly, and then led Song Siyan into the kitchen to find the peppers.

Ms. Mu, who had never cooked before, chopped the chili peppers into pieces and made herself so hot that she mixed all the minced chili peppers into Tang Wenxin's rice with red eyes.

"Take it, cough cough and bring it up." The words were incomplete, and she hurriedly instructed Zhang Ma, and Song Siyan immediately went back to the room to wash her hands and face.

When they went downstairs again, only Mrs. Mu Ding Ling was sitting at the dining table, but the protagonist she wanted to revenge was not here.

Sitting next to Ding Ling, Song Siyan was still looking at the empty seat on the table.

Ding Ling saw this abnormality, but she didn't care. She was still thinking about what her son told her in the morning, telling her to be more polite to Tang Wenxin.

But seeing Song Siyan's distraught appearance, she was still somewhat dissatisfied.

"What are you looking at, that wild girl didn't come." Ding Ling picked up the rice grains in the bowl and slapped the chopsticks, scaring Song Siyan back to her senses immediately.

Just now Song Siyan was fighting secretly, feeling annoyed why Tang Wen wasn't here at this time.

She knew that Tang Wenxin was not there, that the seat belonging to Tang Wenxin was empty, and that the rice mixed with chili on the table remained untouched, which made her feel hot for nothing.

"Aunt who knows, I care about what she is doing, and it's too late for me to get angry."

"Why are you angry?" Ding Ling asked suspiciously.

Song Siyan said convincingly: "This wild girl doesn't respect my cousin at all, and she even drove my cousin Mu away in anger in the morning!"

"Why is she mad at your cousin?"

Thinking of what she heard in the morning, Song Siyan's face flushed, and she faltered.

"Say it straight."

"She said my cousin...wouldn't do it."

"What?" Ding Ling didn't hear the next two words clearly.

"That's the one that won't work!"

The person they were talking about had already arrived outside the Tang family mansion.

The moment Tang Wenxin got the credit card, what Tang Wenxin thought was that after so many years of enduring, she and her brother could finally leave that quagmire.

As long as she has savings and savings, she and her brother can live well outside.

Standing outside the gate, Tang Wenxin was filled with emotion. No matter what she had experienced in the past twenty years, now that Mu Siting gave her a chance to change, she could start over with her younger brother.

She would also like to thank mother Tang Wenli and her daughter for giving this opportunity.

The door of the Tang family's mansion opened, and it was not Tang Wenran who came out, but Tang Wenli, who was flamboyant, looking at her, I'm afraid she was going to fool around with some young master again.

Tang Wenxin raised her chin slightly and stepped aside. She is in a good mood today and doesn't want to conflict with Tang Wenli.

But Tang Wenli didn't seem to think so, she walked towards Tang Wenxin, and said in a drawn out voice, "Tang—————"

"What's the matter?" Tang Wenxin frowned, her nostrils were filled with the strong scent of the other party's perfume.

I saw Tang Wenli took off her sunglasses, shook her big waves, and gestured with a contrived look: "It's okay, my sister is here to care for you, marrying a sick man, how does it feel? "

Glancing at this woman, Tang Wenxin ignored her and stared at the door to see why her brother still didn't come out.

The phone in his hand rang suddenly, and when he saw the correspondent, it was Tang Wenran.

Seeing this, Tang Wenli, who was neglected, immediately reached out to try to snatch the phone.

"!"

"What are you doing!" Tang Wenxin was shocked, and she quickly grabbed Tang Wenli's wrist with such force that she left several fingerprints on her arm.

"Let go!" The sunglasses fell to the ground, and Tang Wenli's attempt was naturally shattered. Instead of teaching Tang Wenli a lesson, she even paid herself for it.

"I let go?" Tang Wenxin sneered, and shook off the other's arm, "Tang Wenli, what are you pretending to be a rich man in front of me? When your mother led you into the Tang family, you were still a girl from the countryside."

"Your unlucky mother died. It was your brother Ke who killed her." Tang Wenli rubbed her wrists, and kept poking at Tang Wenxin's sore spots with a relentless mouth.

"Besides, my mother and father really love each other. As for the third party, your mother is the one who intervenes in their feelings."

"I advise you to be careful with your words and deeds Tang Wenli! If you want to ruin your plan with you, if you want to marry Mu Siting, you can anger me."

Tang Wenxin took a few deep breaths, pinched her fingernails into her palms, and there were a few blood marks. The death of her mother and the fragmentation of her family have always been the pain in her heart.

Now that Tang Wenli said it out of black and white, she hated it so much that she would bleed.

But yesterday she was still a young lady raised in a deep house, with no foundation to stand on, and could only rely on a flimsy title of the Mu family to suppress others, it was really sad.

"Sister, don't be angry."

A small hand tugged at Tang Wenxin's fingers, and looked down, it was her younger brother Wenran.

The boy was carrying a small schoolbag, dragging his luggage and standing next to his sister, looking obedient and clever. He didn't know how much he had listened to the conversation just now.

Tang Wenxin squatted down and rubbed his little face: "Sister will lead you to live in another place?"

Tang Wenran nodded, hugged her sister's neck, and kissed her cheek: "Wenran will always be with my sister."