My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

Seeing Wen Wan's innocent smile, Wen Ya instantly became worried.

Wen Wan is weak, gullible, indecisive and cowardly. Maybe if the Xie family just coaxes her a few words, she will be obedient and not resist. Even if she knows she should resist, she doesn't know how to do it.

Wen Ya couldn't help but remind him, "Wan Wan, if they ask you to sign an unequal treaty, such as asking you to be a nanny to serve a large family, or forcing you to have a child, they will ask you to have a child.

You must not compromise. Listen to me. If these situations occur, you must immediately turn against them. It doesn't matter if you quarrel or fight. In short, the girls of the Wen family cannot be bullied. Do you understand?"

Wen Wan:?

Did this person find his conscience?

He actually had the good intention to remind her.

If Wen Wan didn't know that this person had no conscience at all, she would almost believe that she was a good sister who was worried about her younger sister and gave her advice.

Wen Wan's intuition told her that this guy wouldn't be so kind.

However, there were too few known conditions, so Wen Wan couldn't solve the puzzle. She could only focus on the key point and ask, "What child?"

"I'm just giving an example. Just listen to it." Wen Ya smiled, as if she was waiting to see the fun.

Do not worry!

The Xie family has many surprises waiting for you!

I really look forward to the days when you will have new challenges every day.

If you don't want to say it, forget it. Wen Wan curled her lips and said, "Thank you for your concern, sister."

Lu Yiming's cowshed was on the back mountain, farther away than Xie Changqing's home at the east end of the village, so he left fifteen minutes earlier than the agreed time.

So the first one to arrive was Lu Yiming. The Wen family’s place was not big, and Wen Ya and Wen Wan lived in the same room. At this time, the two of them were sitting side by side on the edge of the bed.

As if something was attracting him, Lu Yiming's eyes unconsciously fell on Wen Wan after he entered the room.

She had tied up her two long braids, with a freshly picked red peony on her temples, which made her bright eyes, white teeth and charming look even more attractive.

Feeling his gaze, Wen Wan did not shyly lower her head to avoid his sight as she did before.

She just glanced at him lightly, then looked straight ahead without looking at him, with contempt and hatred in her eyes, as if looking at him any longer would dirty her eyes.

Lu Yiming frowned in confusion, and after thinking about it, he felt that her behavior was probably due to love turning into hate, and the deeper the love, the more obvious the hate.

Actually, except that Wen Wan doesn't speak in a pleasant way like Wen Ya, she is a good person in other aspects.

It’s a pity that this is not ancient times and polygamy is not allowed, so he can only let Wen Wan down.

Just as he was thinking deeply, someone pulled his clothes. Lu Yiming looked over and saw it was Wen Ya.

"Brother Yiming, what are you looking at?" Wen Ya suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in her heart, and spoke in a coquettish voice.

Realizing that something was wrong with him, Lu Yiming smiled and looked at her, his eyes full of affection, "You're wearing makeup? You look so beautiful. I'm so lucky to have married the most beautiful bride in the world."

Wen Wan didn't know whether Wen Ya was flattered or not, she only knew that she got goosebumps all over the floor after hearing it and almost vomited.

He suppressed his urge to complain and couldn't help but reflect on himself. How could she have felt so deeply in love in her previous life when hearing such careless and disgusting words?

Lu Yiming's advantage lies in his pair of peach blossom eyes that are full of stories. As long as he wants, he can look at the toilet with deep affection.

How could she resist since she had little experience in the world in her previous life? It's not her fault.

Wen Ya thought that her contemptuous expression at the moment was because she was jealous. She was obviously having fun in her heart, but she still said angrily:

"Wanwan is still here! Wanwan is the most beautiful."

Disgusting, right? Then I’ll show you how disgusting it is. Wen Wan said, “Really? My most beautiful brother-in-law didn’t even notice it. It seems like my brother-in-law has a bad taste!”

"..." Wen Ya was so angry that she gritted her teeth and wanted to hit someone, but she couldn't do it in front of so many people.

Wen Wan didn't want to see these two dirty guys in front of her, and was about to urge them to leave quickly, when she heard another round of booing from outside the door.

Xie Changqing has also arrived.

He was wearing a smoky gray suit made for him by Wen Wan, with a red twill tie, which made him look even more upright.

When he raised his arm to hand over the cigarette, the muscle lines of his arm were faintly visible, as if they were about to break free from his clothes and bulge out.

But there was no obvious smile on his face, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression standing in front of him, so much so that the person who took the cigarette did not dare to joke with him.

When his gaze fell on Wen Wan, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and his expression became lively for a rare moment.

Because Wen Ya is the older sister, brother Wen Shengli has to carry Wen Ya out first.

Wen Wan thought about it and felt that getting married was a rare opportunity, so even if they were just living together for their own needs, there should still be a sense of ceremony.

Wen Wan reached out and tugged at the corner of Xie Changqing's clothes, and waited for him to look over before saying, "Can you carry me home?"

"?" It was not known whether Xie Changqing had not heard clearly or was resisting. In any case, his expression changed several times in an instant, and even his ears turned red.

"Is it too late to hold it?"

Men are most afraid of being told no.

Wen Ya was carried out of the house by Wen Shengli. Just as she was about to sit on the back of the bicycle, she heard a commotion in the house.

The people outside turned their heads curiously, and soon they saw Xie Changqing coming out holding Wen Wan.

Xie Changqing was very gentlemanly. Although he was hugging her, his hands were not placed randomly. His hands kept a distance from Wen Wan's body that was about to touch but not reachable.

His steps were steady, but his breathing was a little heavy, but not too hurried.

Wen Wan originally wanted to let him hug her for a while just for the sake of showing her respect, but seeing that he was as calm as an old dog and didn't change his expression, she decided not to do it.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable," Wen Wan praised sincerely.

Xie Changqing glanced down at her with a strange expression, frowned and warned: "Don't talk, and don't put your hands anywhere."

"Oh!" Wen Wan released her hand that was hooked around his neck and placed it on his shoulder instead.

As expected, he has a disease unique to the male protagonists in novels - he doesn't like to be touched by others.

The road was long and they remained silent. All she could hear was the man's strong heartbeat and heavy breathing. Wen Wan felt uncomfortable and her face turned red.

After all, in her previous life, she had never had such close contact with any other man except Lu Yiming, so these voices sounded... quite ambiguous.

Wen Wan swallowed her saliva and made small talk: "Do you know why I let you hold me?"

"Why?" Xie Changqing asked cooperatively.

"Because if we have a fight in the future and you ask me to get out, I can confidently say that you carried me home with you, so you have to carry me out when you go out."

Xie Changqing frowned, as if he disagreed, but in the end he didn't say anything else.

On the other side, Wen Ya clenched her fingers as she recalled the scene of Xie Changqing hugging Wen Wan.

How could someone like Xie Changqing hug Wen Wan?

Doesn't he hate physical contact the most?

In her previous life, even if she tried her best, Xie Changqing would not even bother to look at her, let alone hug her.

Why should Wen Wan be the one to hug him?

Why is she inferior to Wen Wan?

On second thought, she felt that there was no need to feel uncomfortable. In this life, she was the one marrying Lu Yiming, and she was the one being pampered on the wedding night.

When Wen Wan married into the Xie family, she not only did not receive the love of a man on her wedding night, but she also had to digest and accept one thing after another that was more explosive than the last.

Why should she, a winner in life, be jealous? It's not worth it, absolutely not worth it.