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

Maybe he was tired from shopping, but when Wen Wan said she wanted to buy something else, Xie Changqing kept a cold face and said nothing.

Most of the time he had a cold face and didn't say anything, but Wen Wan knew that he was unhappy, and seemed to be a little anxious and irritable, but his facial expression was seldom, so it was difficult for others to see.

Fortunately, I have bought all the important things, so let’s just let the unimportant things be unimportant!

Wen Wan very considerately suggested going back.

After saying the word "go back", Xie Changqing's dark eyes lit up instantly, as if he was impatient for something.

Wen Wan was just wondering when something unexpected happened.

The accident happened to none other than Xiao Zhu, a postman who was delivering letters on his bicycle.

Just as Xie Changqing said, the postman at the post office was quite impressed by her. When he came towards her, he recognized her at a glance and even called out the pen name she used when she sent a letter last time - Yu Wen.

Strangely, he also greeted Xie Changqing and even called him brother.

"It's great to meet you here. I don't have to travel all the way to Qinghe Village." Xiao Zhu took out an envelope the size of a file bag from his bag and handed it over. "Sister-in-law, it seems that the manuscript was rejected this time."

Rejection?

Wen Wan took it in confusion, thinking that this magazine was really speechless. She hadn't submitted any manuscripts recently, so how could it be rejected?

When I looked at the envelope, I saw that the word "return" was indeed written on it. The sender's name was Yu Wen, and the address was also Qinghe Village.

If the words on it were not obviously not written by her, she would have really thought that she had amnesia and forgot to send such a submission letter.

Just when she was about to say it wasn't hers, she looked up and saw Xiao Zhu had already left on his bicycle. Wen Wan followed Xiao Zhu's gaze and turned to look at Xie Changqing, only to see that he had a cold face and looked scarier than the devil.

Wen Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This rejected manuscript is not mine. If you scare him away, what should I do with it?"

"..." Xie Changqing looked stubborn, as if he had done nothing wrong.

"..." Wen Wan looked at him for a while, and said helplessly: "You wait here for me, I will send it to the post office and come back."

"There is no one named Yu Wen in Qinghe Village," said Xie Changqing.

Wen Wan: ...

It really is.

I’m afraid the magazine has come up with a new tactic after seeing that they received no response from several invitations to contribute.

Just as she was thinking about this, Xie Changqing had already got on his bicycle and was waiting for her to sit on it.

They had lunch in town at noon, and when they got home, Xie Changqing's first words were to ask Xie Changlin and Xie Yuting to go back to their rooms to read and come back for dinner.

Wen Wan wanted to divide the spoils first, and was about to call them back when Xie Changqing closed the gate at lightning speed.

"Xie Changqing, why do I feel like you..." are weird.

Before she could finish her words, Xie Changqing put his big hands around her waist and carried her into the house.

Afraid of falling, Wen Wan instinctively hooked his arms around her neck, his eyes fixed on her tightened jawline, and he felt as if he was enduring something.

They were all adults, and Wen Wan knew very well that although Xie Changqing appeared to be abstinent, he was actually a lecherous adult at heart. She instantly realized that this man was horny again.

It's just that in broad daylight...

It's so shameful.

"Xie Changqing, can you have some shame?" Wen Wanzha struggled and punched him.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not hide, he also smiled with a look of enjoyment, like a pervert. Xie Changqing carried her to the desk, spread her legs and stood close to her.

"You were the one who flirted with me first." Xie Changqing held her slender waist tightly and suddenly tightened it to close the distance between them. His dark eyes were full of fierce aggression.

"When did I..."

Wen Wan put her hands on his shoulders to distance herself from him and avoid his kiss. Xie Changqing was getting anxious and reached out to hold the back of her head to stop her from moving.

The kiss fell eagerly, the tip of the tongue roughly pried open the gap between the teeth, and went straight in to conquer the city.

Wen Wan's scalp numbed from the kiss, and her waist felt weak and she just wanted to lean on him. Through two thin layers of cloth, the touch of the man's well-defined buttocks and the scent of hot male hormones stimulated her in every way.

After a few seconds, Wen Wan was kissed so hard that she couldn't breathe. She tilted her neck dizzily and responded to him.

Xie Changqing moved his palm from the back of his head to behind his ear, loosened his lips a little, and said in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you tell me to show it?"

Wen Wan was trying hard to breathe in fresh air. When she was asked this question, her mind went blank for a moment. After she reacted, her face turned hot.

Xie Changqing played with her earlobe with interest. This place was the most sensitive. He observed the changes in her expression and said, "I endured it all the way."

No wonder he was so anxious and irritable in town, it turned out to be because of this...

Wen Wan's face became even hotter.

After the perm, I started to curse myself for being useless.

Didn’t you intend to make a comeback when you bought it?

Why are you still scared now?

Wen Wan hesitated for a long time and said, "It's broad daylight, I'm embarrassed, I'll wear it after dark and show it to you."

Hearing this, Xie Changqing curled up a meaningful smile, looked at her, raised his hand to close the curtains behind her, "It's dark now."

"You..." How shameless!

Seeing that she was not cooperating, Xie Changqing used a deep kiss to calm her down and make her obedient.

"Take your hands away and let me see."

"rogue!"

"So lovely!"

"Be gentle, it hurts!"

"Why is the rope tied so tight?"

"It's torn!"

"Be good! Buy it only after it's torn."

"Buy another shit."

"I buy for you!"

……

Wen Ya looked at the rice cakes scattered on the ground and the broken scale rod, and anger rose in her heart.

Forget about Wen Wan. Ever since she snatched Lu Yiming away, Wen Wan has been at odds with her, but how could Xie Changqing just watch her being bullied by so many people?

In her previous life, she had tried hard to please him, and although he was also very cold in her previous life, he still helped when she needed help.

I didn't expect that he could watch it so coldly.

It must have been that bitch Wen Wan who stopped us.

Wen Wan!

Wen Ya wished she could chew these two words into pieces in her mouth.

The rice cake fell to the ground and was covered in mud, so it was definitely impossible to sell it.

But these days, wasting food is no longer a shameful thing, but a fatal thing.

Wen Ya tied up the broken basket with a rope, picked up the rice cakes one by one, put them in the basket, and carried them home.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that what I picked up was not a load of rice cakes, but a load of bad luck.

She didn't know why Lao Ma's rice cakes were sold so cheaply, but she knew that Lao Ma's behavior was vicious competition and destroying the market, and that he would definitely not be able to do the rice cake business anymore.

In order to avoid vicious competition, she had to do exclusive business. After thinking about it, she decided that it would be most appropriate to buy low-priced cotton yarn from Gong Bin, and then knit it into sweaters and trousers to sell.

It’s just that the cost issue is difficult to solve for the time being.

The more she thought about it, the more unlucky she felt. She didn't expect that when she returned home, she would be greeted by a cold stove and a cold pot, which made her feel even more unlucky.

She was too angry to even bother getting angry, and thought that Lu Yiming had better stay in the house reading or writing, otherwise she would curse him to vent her bad luck.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yiming heard the noise in the house, rushed out like a rocket, happily picked up Wen Ya and spun her around twice.

A few seconds after being put down, Wen Ya still felt dizzy.

"I have some good news for you."

After hearing the good news, Wen Ya didn't care to curse and asked, "What good news?"

"I haven't received any rejection letter for a month." Lu Yiming kissed her on the face happily.

"Really?" There was no need to curse, and Wen Ya's bad luck was swept away.

"Yeah!" Lu Yiming said, "Literary magazines reject manuscripts very quickly, sometimes within a week, and no more than ten days at most.

It only takes so long to approve the manuscript, because after approval it needs typesetting and printing, and this is a journal, which only publishes one issue a month.

So it will take a little longer, one to two months.

I haven’t received any rejection emails for a month, which means they have been accepted. If I receive any more, it will be sample issues and manuscript fees sent by the magazine.”

"Great!"

Although I knew he would become a great writer, it still felt different to experience it with him in person.

In the previous life, the great writer in front of her belonged to Wen Wan, and in this life, he only belongs to her, Wen Ya. How could she not be happy and proud?

"I have even better news for you." Lu Yiming was so excited that he couldn't wait for her to answer. He continued, "I submitted two manuscripts a month ago, and I haven't received any rejections so far. It's very likely that both of my manuscripts have been accepted."

"..." I knew he was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be this powerful. Wen Ya happily held his face and kissed him again and again, "I'm right, right!

You will definitely succeed, you are destined to be a great writer.

You are so awesome!

I was just worrying about how to ask the village chief to borrow money for my business. Now, as long as I tell him the good news, he will lend me as much money as I want!"

"I can get royalties, why are you still doing business?"

Before today, she did business to make money. From today on, she did business only to prove that she was no worse than Wen Wan. She could definitely do what Wen Wan accomplished in her previous life.

Wen Ya thought so in her heart, but she said in a coaxing way: "I do business to make money so that I can be worthy of you!"