After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Wen Jin's curled lip corners made her feel a little weird and uncomfortable.

But I can't find what's wrong.

When Zhao Wan'er came down in a black dress, she saw a light pink figure sitting on the sofa.

Startled for a moment.

Wen Jin....too dazzling.

An ordinary cheongsam looks better on her than the haute couture one on Wen Mo.

What if I wore haute couture?

Wouldn't it be the most dazzling one in the audience?

"Wen Jin, what are you wearing?"

Wen Jin finally understood that Zhao Wan'er just didn't like her, and no matter how she behaved or how obedient she was, it was useless.

"You'd think I wouldn't look good in anything I wear, right? Why don't I just not go?"

"How...do you talk to your mother like that?"

"Is there any mother who belittles her daughter like you every day?"

Wen Mo saw that the situation was not right, so she immediately came over and took Zhao Waner's arm and said coquettishly: "Okay, okay, Mom, we have to go. We can't be late."

As the sun sets, the family gets into the nanny car.

Because Wen Qiyun was there, the atmosphere was relatively calm.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on the setting sun outside the window. He saw it sometimes hiding behind tall buildings and sometimes jumping out. When it reached the hotel entrance, the empty golf course around it could no longer block it.

The afterglow fell, causing the diamonds on Wen Mo's skirt to shine faintly.

Not to mention how dazzling it is.

The family gave the invitation to the attendants, and as they were being led to the banquet hall, Wen Jin told them to go in first while he went to the bathroom.

Zhao Wan'er muttered unhappily: "Lazy people poop a lot."

"Mom, don't make a fool of yourself," Wen Mo whispered.

In the bathroom, Wen Jin turned on her phone and listened to the voice message from Lin Xiao, telling her that the contract had been signed and that the agent was capable of arranging the twelve apartments they bought not far away.

“Are there a lot of empty houses over there?”

"Not really. From what I've seen recently, everyone wants to sell their properties and buy houses in the city. As soon as the news got out from the real estate agency, some people couldn't hold back."

"He first collected the houses around it, which was exactly what we wanted."

"Thanks a lot."

"Are you going back to the dorm tonight? There are still two subjects left tomorrow!"

"It depends. If you reply, I'll send you a message in advance."

The two chatted for a few minutes and then hung up the phone.

"This is so funny! What kind of embarrassment did the Wen family make? Did you see that? The couture piece Wen Mo is wearing looks like a couple's piece with Master Shen's!"

"What are you playing at? Your dress and my tie?"

"Isn't it Wen Jin who's messing with Young Master Shen? If this dress was worn by Wen Jin, everyone would be more concerned."

"What's going on with Wen Mo?"

"What era is this? Could it be that the Wen family wants to play a wife-concubine drama?"

Wen Jin's head buzzed. Did Shen Xunzhou give her a dress so that they could wear couple outfits?

Is this brother so scheming?

Did Wen Mo accidentally take the blame for himself?

"That's right! It's so funny."

Bang—the door of the compartment was opened and closed with great force.

The person standing in front of the sink was startled and turned around and yelled, "Who is it? Can you be gentle? Aren't you going to pay for the broken door?"

"Wen...Jin, why are you here?" When the other person saw Wen Jin coming out of the cubicle, his face changed, as if he was caught saying bad things about someone.

"It can't be me? Or did you not expect it to be me?"

"What era is this? Has human evolution left you two behind? You don't even know how to refrain from bad-mouthing others."

Wen Jin folded his arms across his chest and looked at them lazily.

The other person's face flashed with embarrassment: "Am I wrong? Why don't you go out and listen to what people are saying about your family?"

"I didn't even mention coming to the person involved! You two are different."

Wen Jin approached the people step by step in a pair of nude high heels. The light pink cheongsam outlined her exquisite figure, giving her the style of a female boss from the 1990s.

Seeing Wen Jin like this, the other party didn't dare to provoke him.

How can a woman who is so wild that she can drug the prince of Nanyang be a good person?

.........

In the banquet hall.

Shen Xunzhou looked at the dress on Wen Mo, his face as dark as ink.

If he remembered correctly, this dress was ordered by Shen Mang.

How could it be on Wen Mo?

Shen Mang saw Shen Xunzhou surrounded by the crowd, and squeezed in out of curiosity. When he saw the navy blue skirt, he thought it was Wen Jin.

I was feeling very happy in my heart, thinking that I had helped this stuffy guy.

“Jinjin….”

"why you?"

Shen Mang walked over and took the other person's arm. The latter glanced at her, which scared her.

This dress...didn't she give it to Wen Jin through Shen Xunzhou's mouth?

Shen Xunzhou understood. Shen Mang self-righteously gave his dress to Wen Jin in the hope of bringing her up, but he didn't expect that it ended up being worn by Shen Mang by mistake.

The man raised his lips slightly, a little sarcastic: "Is this dress Miss Wen's?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Mo probably knew what was going on, but admitting at this time that she took Wen Jin's things would only make people suspect that there was something wrong with the Wen family's education.

"Heh............." Shen Xunzhou sneered, stretched out his index and middle fingers to fasten the tie around his neck, and threw it on the ground.

In an instant, sighs were heard all around.

Wen Mo's face suddenly turned pale and blue like pig liver.

Shen Xunzhou was about to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, he saw Wen Jin standing in the crowd in a pink cheongsam from afar.

Their eyes met and flames burst out.

Wen Jin recalled the scene in the car a few nights ago. His back felt numb and he turned around and wanted to run away.

Shen Xunzhou seemed to see her intention and took big steps to chase after her.

...........

Shen Mang picked up the tie that Shen Xunzhou had thrown on the ground, and took Wen Mo's arm to comfort her: "Don't be offended, Miss Wen. He's not targeting you."

"If not me, then who?"

Shen Mang smiled and tapped her nose: "You are so silly, he has only met you a few times, why would he give you a dress? You can guess who it is for!"

"I didn't know this dress was given to Wen Jin by Mr. Shen."

"It's okay. It's all over."

"To make amends, can you do your sister a favor?" Shen Mang patiently coaxed her.

Even if a girl like Wen Mo who is still in school is smart, she can never be her opponent.

"What's the deal?"

"Send Wen Jin's WeChat to me."

Wen Mo: ........ "Why doesn't Miss Shen ask her for it?"

"Aren't I just afraid that Wen Jin won't give it to me?"

"You know she won't give it to you, but you still ask me for it. Isn't this trying to sow discord? How about I take off my skirt and give it back to you?"

Shen Mang:...........Which idiot told her that the two girls from the Wen family were not getting along?