After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

She must seize this great opportunity for Wen Mo.

Get to know some rich young men. If you succeed, your life will be easier in the future.

If Wen Jin went, what happened some time ago would be enough to make their Wen family the laughing stock of everyone present.

I was laughed at when I went out.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Wen Qiyun glanced at her with some impatience.

"Put away your little thoughts. People are just trying to prevent you from doing this, so they wrote the names of our family of four on the invitation. You only brought Wen Mo and not Wen Jin. Do you want people to know that you are partial to one and not the other?"

Zhao Wan'er's face changed, and she muttered without admitting defeat: "It's because she doesn't do anything."

"That's also the Wen family."

"How could she........." Zhao Wan'er wanted to refute, but when Wen Qiyun looked at her with murderous eyes, she became completely obedient.

"Don't say anything you shouldn't say. If you let me know you have this thought again, go back to your hometown in the countryside."

Wen Qiyun looked at her with deep displeasure.

Zhao Wan'er listened, her eyes reddened, and she stood opposite Wen Qiyun, trembling as she looked at her: "Qiyun, we have been married for twenty years. For Wen Jin, you treat me like this?"

"You also know that we have been married for twenty years? If you know that, then don't test this marriage with your stupidity."

"No matter what, I am your wife," Zhao Wan'er said viciously.

Wen Qiyun glanced at her, a warning in his eyes.

"Jinjin is back?"

"Well, is my dad back?"

The conversation between Wen Jin and his aunt at home could be heard at the door.

In the living room, Wen Qiyun gave Zhao Wan'er a warning look and walked upstairs to prevent Wen Jin from coming in and discovering their quarrel.

"mom!"

"I am back."

Zhao Wan'er suppressed her emotions and glared at Wen Jin: "You're back, so you're back. Are you shouting so loudly because you want me to go out and greet you?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips. He could tell that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to cause bad luck: "I'll go up first."

"Stop," Zhao Wan'er said, throwing the invitation in her hand on the coffee table: "The day after tomorrow, Mr. Zhou's birthday party will be held. Come with us."

"I won't go; you take Wen Mo with you!"

"If your name hadn't been written on the invitation, do you think I would want to take you?"

When Wen Jin heard this, he walked over with some confusion, picked up the invitation on the table and took a look at it.

When I saw my name on it, the corners of my mouth twitched.

Who is so kind as to ask someone to write down the names of the four members of the family?

"Did you use some despicable means on Shen Xunzhou again?"

Wen Jin was shocked: "Mom, what do you mean by that?"

"What kind of family are we? What kind of family is the Zhou family? In other people's eyes, our Wen family is just a well-off family. Why would such a well-off family invite a well-off family like us to celebrate the old man's birthday? The Zhou family has always had a good relationship with the Shen family. Do you want to be in the limelight?"

"Mom, am I this kind of person in your eyes?" Wen Jin's voice trembled, and he looked at Zhao Wan'er with hidden pain.

Since her previous life, no matter what she did, Zhao Wan'er always looked down on her and found all kinds of excuses and reasons to attack her.

This left her with a growth environment filled with nothing but oppression.

The reason why she fell in love with Shen Xunzhou and was obsessed with him was probably because she didn't get any respect from Zhao Wan'er.

For a child like Shen Xunzhou who comes from a powerful family, humility and courtesy are engraved in his bones.

It was very useful to her.

"Is not it?"

"Wen Jin, if you are really capable, let Shen Xunzhou marry you in a formal ceremony and bring you into the Shen family with honor."

Boom!

Something flashed through Wen Jin's mind.

In her previous life, Zhao Wan'er also said this sentence, and it was because of this sentence that she held a grudge in her heart and could not swallow this breath, so she finally used some despicable means to enter the Shen family.

In this life, I have fallen into this cycle again.

"I will have the ability, but this ability is not marrying into the Shen family."

Wen Jin finished speaking and prepared to go upstairs.

"Madam, there is a lady at the door delivering something, saying she is from the Shen family."

Although Zhao Wan'er had a problem with Wen Jin, she didn't dare to offend the Shen family.

"Let them in."

As soon as Aunt Xu came in, she placed the things on the tray in her hand on the coffee table in the living room of the Wen family: "Mrs. Wen, I am here on behalf of our young master to give Miss Wen a dress to wear the day after tomorrow."

"Excuse me, please sit down and have a cup of tea."

"No need, Madam Wen, you're welcome. I have other things to do when I get back, so I'll leave first."

As soon as Aunt Xu left, Wen Jin glanced at the dress on the coffee table.

She knew that all the good things in this house would never belong to her, even if the thing belonged to her.

"Miss..." When the aunt saw her turn and leave, she called out with some heartache.

"Why are you calling her? She's stubborn."

...........

"Mom, I'm back."

"Are you back? Come and try on the clothes," Wen Mo was pulled into the room by Zhao Wan'er as soon as she came back.

When she saw the clothes hanging on the hanger, her eyes lit up: "Mom? Our family has suddenly become rich? Do you know how much this dress costs?"

"how much is it?"

"This is a limited edition dress from M. It costs eight figures!"

Zhao Wan'er was surprised: "So expensive?"

The Shen family’s actions are different.

A dress worth tens of millions is a gift. Zhao Wan'er glanced at Wen Mo. If...

"Where did you get this dress?"

"Sent by the Shen family?"

"Then it has to be given to Wen Jin?" Wen Mo thought of Zhao Wan'er's dissatisfaction with Wen Jin, and asked worriedly: "Mom, you didn't give Wen Jin's things to me, did you?"

"Nonsense, this is yours, she has it too."

Wen Mo was a little skeptical, but looking at Zhao Wan'er's expression, she felt that she didn't seem to be lying, so she agreed.

...........

"The second young lady is so beautiful," the aunt said in her heart when she saw the skirt on Wen Mo.

Thinking about it, the eldest lady is really pitiful.

When Wen Jin came down from upstairs, she saw Wen Mo fiddling with her skirt.

Hearing footsteps, Wen Mo turned around and was startled.

She had always known that Wen Jin was better looking than her, with a soft, delicate and well-proportioned figure, skin as white as snow, and when she was silent, with lowered brows and cold eyes, she looked like a bodhisattva on high.

Compassionate and merciful.

She was wearing a light pink cheongsam.

The base is gentle but also cold.

"Wow, the young lady is also very beautiful."

On the stairs, Wen Jin saw the dress on Wen Mo and curled his lips meaningfully: "It suits you very well!"