She wanted to marry, and he was anxious

Ye Xichen quickly searched for this person in his mind, and it took him a long time to identify him.

He stared at Wen Yirou with a cold face and said in a cold tone: "I am here today. I don't care what tricks you have. Put them away."

"Second brother, third brother." Wen Yining's cheerful voice came.

Wen Yirou saw with her own eyes that the moment Ye Xichen and Su Yunchu saw Wen Yining, their expressions immediately softened, completely different from the expressions they had when facing her just now. Her face began to become distorted, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Wen Yining seemed to be poisoned.

"Oh, Ningning looks beautiful again. She is indeed a big star."

Wen Yining smiled and said, "Second brother, you just like to make fun of me."

Su Yunchu also smiled and said, "After not seeing you for a few months, Ningning has learned to be humble?"

Wen Yining chatted with the two for a while, asked about Ye Zhihan's parents, and talked about some things in the capital.

The three of them were chatting animatedly, completely isolating Wen Yirou from the outside, as if she was a transparent person.

Wen Yirou looked at the three people unwillingly. Suddenly, she picked up the wine brought by the waiter, pretended to step on her skirt, and pounced on Wen Yining.

"Oh, be careful, sister."

Wen Yining was caught off guard and was almost pushed down by her.

Fortunately, Ye Xichen grabbed her arm in time and she was saved, but her clothes were still stained by the wine.

Wen Yining frowned as he looked at the innocent and pure Wen Yirou. Wen Yining knew that she did it on purpose, but it was not clear whether there was any other conspiracy behind it.

Ye Xichen said angrily: "Don't you look at the road when you walk?"

Wen Yirou looked frightened, tears welling up in her eyes: "I'm sorry, Master Ye, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry."

At this time, people from the Wen family also rushed over after hearing the noise.

Father Wen said in a flattering manner: "Young Master Ye, why didn't anyone inform me that Young Master Su was coming? I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I'm sorry for not welcoming you."

Wen Yirou leaned in her mother's arms and said tenderly, "Dad, I accidentally soiled my sister's clothes just now."

Father Wen said nonchalantly, "If it gets dirty, just change it. It's no big deal. Look how scared your sister is."

Wen Yining watched all this coldly. She no longer had any hope for her father.

Ye Xichen couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and frowned and said, "Boss Wen, she's your daughter too, aren't you being biased?"

Wen Yirou cried and said, "Sister, please forgive me. I really didn't mean it. Otherwise, you can pour the wine on me like before. I won't blame you."

At this time, the young men who had just come into contact with Wen Yirou wanted to save the beautiful girl: "Isn't it just that red wine was spilled on you by accident? Miss Wen, just go and change into another one. Why are you being so aggressive?"

Many people who were watching the fun began to point fingers and say, "Isn't this the celebrity who's been very popular recently? It turns out he's this kind of person in private."

Ye Xichen listened to these people pointing and talking, and shouted: "Miss Wen hasn't said a word yet, and you put such a big hat on her head?"

No one dared to talk anymore, but they couldn't help whispering.

Wen Yining said, "Second brother, third brother, I'm going to change my clothes first."

After Wen Yining left, everyone dispersed, but Wen Yirou looked at her mother calmly.

Wen Yining returned to the room and was about to change clothes when the door opened without warning.

Seeing the person coming, she said unhappily, "I clearly locked the door, how did you get in?"

Wen Yirou walked in regardless and sat directly on Wen Yining's bed. She looked at her newly done manicure and said sourly:

"Sister, you are really amazing. Young Master Ye and Young Master Su were really protecting you just now. What's the matter? Who have you fallen for?"

Wen Yining frowned and suppressed the urge to drag her out: "I'm not as dirty as you. Leave my room now."

Wen Yirou sneered: "Sister, why are you pretending to be innocent? If you don't let them taste the sweetness, how can they speak for you?"

She stood up and approached Wen Yining: "But you'd better give up this idea. We have already found a husband for you." Wen Yining slapped her mercilessly: "Get out."

Wen Yirou covered her face and stared at Wen Yining fiercely: "What do you think Dad would do if I told him that you hit me?"

How? Of course, I called back for her.

Wen Yining showed no fear: "Haven't you filed enough complaints?"

Not seeing what she wanted to see, Wen Yirou's eyes began to become fierce: "Wen Yining, let me tell you, everything in the Wen family can only belong to me and my brother. Don't even think about getting anything from here. If you know what's good for you, just listen to your father's arrangements. At least you can suffer less."

Wen Yining stepped forward and grabbed her neck, saying disdainfully, "Wen Yirou, I gave you face, didn't I? Let you provoke me like this, if you say one more word, believe it or not, I will strangle you to death."

Soon, Wen Yirou couldn't breathe. She kept scratching Wen Yining's hands, leaving several bloody marks on Wen Yining's hands.

Just when she was about to suffocate, Wen Yining pushed her to the ground heavily: "Get out."

Wen Yirou shrank into the corner, breathing in the fresh air with deep gulps, and looked at Wen Yining with vigilance. She admitted that she was scared, but when she thought of how miserable she had just been, she was unwilling to give in.

She shouted in a sharp and piercing voice: "Wen Yining, do you still think you are the eldest daughter of the Wen family? Is there a place for you in the current Wen family?"

Wen Yining glanced down with contempt: "Since when has the illegitimate daughter of a mistress dared to be so rampant."

This sentence hurt Wen Yirou so much that she yelled, "I am not an illegitimate daughter, and my mother is not a mistress. Your mother is the one who destroyed other people's families."

Wen Yining frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wen Yirou stood up from the ground: "I said your mother is the mistress who interferes with other people's affairs."

Wen Yining laughed angrily: "It seems that you are really sick and can't even recognize your own identity."

Wen Yirou raised her chin proudly: "You are the fool all along, just as stupid as your dead mother. Don't you think that Dad is too good to my brother?"

Wen Yining stared at Wen Yirou: "What do you mean?"

Wen Yirou felt a little numb when Wen Yining looked at her, but when she saw her current expression, Wen Yirou felt extremely happy.

She said with a stiff face: "You already have the answer in your mind, right? My brother is the biological son of my father and my mother."

Wen Yining bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes were bloodshot. It was not that she had not thought about this over the years, but every time she had the thought, she forced herself to suppress it.

Her sad voice echoed in the room: "Hahaha, I should have guessed it earlier. It turns out that I have been deceiving myself all along."

Wen Yirou watched all this with triumph. When Wen Yining wasn't paying attention, she took out a small medicine bottle and sprinkled the powder inside on Wen Yining's clothes. Finally, she left with a smile.