Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

Fu Yan pulled the phone away, and when the roaring sounded, he put the phone to his ear and said, "I'm sleeping. It's okay, I'll hang up now."

"Fu Yan," Shi Wenyin would be furious every time she talked to her only son on the phone. She didn't understand why Fu Yan was still so rebellious when he was almost 30 years old. "Do you know how much trouble you've caused me?"

"You just walked away, leaving me with a mess. Are you still a human being?"

"No matter how big the trouble is, it's all your own fault," Fu Yan said without even opening his eyes. "I've already told you that I will marry no one but Ye Wen in this life."

"What's so good about Ye Wen! She has nothing." Shi Wenyin complained angrily.

Fu Yan opened his eyes and met Ye Wen's gaze. He touched Ye Wen's face and said to the phone, "I think she is good in every way. After all, I am the one marrying her, not you. Your opinion has no use to me."

"If nothing happens, just hang up."

"Fu Yan," Shi Wenyin called out his name again, "You didn't have this attitude when you begged me."

"Of course you have to have the right attitude when asking for help," Fu Yan said nonchalantly, "I have always been able to bend and stretch."

Shi Wenyin pinched her philtrum, fearing that Fu Yan would be so angry that she would faint. She exhaled and finally got down to business, "Aili wants to come over to see you, please receive him."

This time it was Fu Yan's turn to get upset, "Why did she need me to receive her when she came?"

"You stood someone up, shouldn't you explain it yourself? Well, I'm just letting you know. I'll send you Ali's flight number when the time comes. Bye!" This time, Shi Wenyin hung up the phone without waiting for Fu Yan to speak.

Fu Yan threw his phone aside, his eyes dim and he was in a very bad mood. He leaned his head in Ye Wen's arms, "Wenwen, I'm in a bad mood."

Shi Wenyin's voice was sometimes louder and sometimes softer. Ye Wen didn't hear the last two words clearly. She asked curiously, "Is someone coming over?"

"Well," Fu Yan rubbed and rubbed, "that foreign girl is coming over."

When Ye Wen heard this, she pushed Fu Yan's head away and sat up, "What is she doing here?"

"How would I know what she's doing here?" Fu Yan also sat up. "Her feet are on her body, and I can't stop her."

Ye Wen puffed up her face and felt uncomfortable. She snatched Fu Yan back from the foreign girl, but now, the foreign girl wanted to take Fu Yan away again!

She glanced at Fu Yan's overly handsome face, which was still not dark enough. She really wanted to paint his face with ink.

"You are not allowed to meet her alone!" Ye Wen warned.

"No, I'll take you wherever I go from now on."

Ye Wen was pushed back to the bed by Fu Yan. With his wife by his side, he would not let himself and his brother suffer.

……

Ye Wen rested at home for two days, and when she adjusted to the jet lag, she went to work at the company.

It was almost time for lunch break when Song Shilan appeared in Ye Wen's office.

"Auntie Song," Ye Wen looked at Song Shilan who came in with surprise. She stood up and said, "Why are you here?"

Song Shilan smiled and said, "I knew you came to the company today, so I came to see you."

She looked at Ye Wen and said, "You seem to have lost weight. You must have suffered a lot during this period of time."

Song Shilan knew everything about Ye Wen's stay in Country M. She had been worried for a long time. Only when she learned that they had returned safely did she feel relieved.

Ye Wen touched her face and found that she had indeed lost weight. She was tired these past two days and was tortured by Fu Yan. Thinking of this, her cheeks flushed slightly. "I'm fine. Apart from the lack of freedom, I haven't suffered much physically."

"How about I treat you to lunch at noon?" Song Shilan asked.

Ye Wen didn't hesitate. She nodded and said, "Then let Aunt Song pay for it."

Song Shilan is here and it’s lunch time, so how can Ye Wen refuse?

Song Shilan was very happy, "That's great, Auntie will treat you to a big meal."

They came to a shopping mall not far from Ye Wen's company. Song Shilan meant that they could go shopping after dinner.

Ye Wen readily agreed, as she also loved shopping.

The two ordered four dishes, and Song Shilan found that Ye Wen's taste was very similar to hers, and she liked spicy food.

The dishes came, all of them were spicy. Ye Wen enjoyed the meal very much, but her nose and tears were running. Song Shilan was fine.

Seeing Ye Wen like this, she asked with concern: "Wen Wen, you can't eat spicy food? Do you want to order two lighter dishes?"

Ye Wen wiped her tears and shook her head, "No, Aunt Song, I really like spicy food, but when I eat it, my nose and tears flow together and I can't control it."

"Oh, then you'll feel better if you eat it regularly," Song Shilan poured Ye Wen a glass of ice water. "I was the same as you when I was young, but now I've become numb from practicing."

"Really?" Ye Wen took a sip of ice water and felt like she was alive again.

Song Shilan nodded, "When I was unhappy before, I would order a table full of spicy food, and all my worries would go away with my tears. Unfortunately, I have too much, so I never shed tears again."

If I don't shed tears, all those troubles will be stuck in my heart and I won't be able to get them out.

"It's a pity that they don't let me eat spicy food because they see how spicy it is." Shi Yi and Fu Yan couldn't bear to see her like this, so they rarely let her eat spicy food.

"It's good to have someone looking after me." Song Shilan had a smile on her face, but her eyes were sad. No one cared even if she vomited blood.

Ye Wen noticed Song Shilan's depressed mood. She wiped away her tears and snot, "Auntie Song, if you want to eat spicy food in the future, call me and we will eat together."

"Okay!" Song Shilan felt that having a daughter was better, but it was a pity that she had little luck with children in this life. Thinking of this, she felt even more depressed.

After they finished their meal, Ye Wen's eyes were swollen from crying and the tip of her nose was red.

Seeing her like this, Song Shilan joked, "If Yun Hezheng saw this, he would think I bullied you!"

Song Shilan's mouth seemed to be blessed. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yun He hurriedly walking towards her.

Ye Wen stared at Yun Hezheng, who looked anxious, and asked, "Aunt Song, did you ask him to come here?"

Song Shilan also saw Yun Hezheng and snorted, "I don't have that ability."

Yun Hezheng never accompanied her in anything she did. When she gave birth, he used the excuse of being busy with work and only rushed to Yuncheng three days later.

Yun Hezheng walked to Ye Wen in a few steps. He could see that she had just cried. He felt a pain in his heart. He tilted his head and questioned Song Shilan with an angry face, "What did you do to Wenwen?"

Song Shilan gave Ye Wen a look that meant: See, I was right!

Ye Wen wanted to explain, but Yun Hezheng said, "I warned you not to have any bad thoughts towards Wen Wen. The consequences will be unbearable."

Song Shilan's face turned cold, "Yun Hezheng, you blindly blame me without knowing the truth of the matter, isn't that too much?"

"Do you need to understand this?" Yun He pointed at Ye Wen's face. "Wen Wen is crying like this, what else do you have to explain?"

Ye Wen was confused. Why did they suddenly start arguing? She made a pause gesture and asked, "Can I explain?"