The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

In the corridor of the Zhao family's guest room.

"Deng Juanjuan——!"

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded from the end of the corridor.

Zhao Tianxing, who came with his relatives, had a stern look in his eyes, but he still walked steadily.

When the huge crowd walked to the door of the guest room, Zhao Tianxing was as surprised as everyone else! Zhao Wenbin frowned, and Deng Juanjuan lowered her head slightly with half of her face swollen with finger marks. She was wearing Zhao Wenbin's suit on her shoulders and a relatively revealing suspender skirt inside. There was also a man lying on the ground, groaning in pain and rolling on the ground while holding his lower abdomen.

This man is the distinguished guest that the Zhao family is going to receive today.

Zhao Tianxing's face was cold, and the coldness in his eyes was evident. He looked at the guest on the ground, winked at Pan Yong, and Pan Yong helped the man up from the ground.

"You two, come with me to the study."

The old man's study was like a place of trial. Hearing this, Deng Juanjuan staggered two steps, her eyes full of panic. Zhao Wenbin reached out and supported her body from an angle that no one could see.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao and the person involved had left, the others stood there whispering:

"What do you think is the reason why Wenbin got so angry this time?"

"What else could it be? My wife showed up in a strange man's room in dishevel. The top of my head is almost a green grassland!"

"Oh my god! This Deng Juanjuan is really brave!"

"Don't talk nonsense. We can't just speculate about the Zhao family's affairs here."

……

in the afternoon.

On the day of the incident, the news that Zhao Wenbin and Deng Juanjuan were going to divorce had already reached Zhao Wenting.

"What did you say?!"

Even Zhao Wenting was shocked by the news!

He knew that Deng Juanjuan didn't like his elder brother and that their marriage was just a marriage of convenience, but what he didn't understand was how Deng Juanjuan could fall to such a state? And as far as he knew, Deng Juanjuan was not that kind of person.

"I confirmed with the Zhao family members who were present at the time. In fact, there were only three people involved in the incident at the beginning. Moreover, it happened at the time when the old man rushed to the guest room to meet the guests. The degree of coincidence inevitably makes people wonder whether it was a deliberate setup." Yan Mu explained all the information he had investigated.

"If this is really a trap, then..."

Zhao Wenting sat there with his back straight, his thoughts going back to the last time he saw Deng Juanjuan. After marrying Zhao Wenbin, she no longer looked at him with affection as she did before marriage, but treated him politely like a normal sister-in-law. At that time, he even felt lucky, thinking that she might have figured it out.

But if that was the case, then why was this drama happening now? The timing was right when Mr. Zhao had just launched his backup plan. Was it to prove that they were not in love? To prove that Zhao Wenbin could not get the position of heir? Or was it to show him something?

Would she even go so far as to destroy her own reputation as a high and mighty young lady?

Suddenly, Zhao Wenting felt that Deng Juanjuan had sacrificed a lot for him.

"Yan Mu, find someone to keep watching, and at the same time find someone to pass a message to Deng Juanjuan. I need to see her."

"it is good."

Yan Mu, who stays by Zhao Wenting's side, is like a machine and a qualified personal secretary. He never says anything about Zhao Wenting's decisions.

**

In an Italian restaurant.

In a luxurious private room with a round table that can accommodate fifteen people.

Deng Juanjuan wore sunglasses and a silk scarf around her neck, and sat opposite Zhao Wenting with an outstanding temperament.

"Tell me, whether you are helping me or for some other purpose, I want to know the whole story." Zhao Wenting looked at her calmly. Even though she wrapped herself tightly, he still saw the whip marks on her wrist. This is the Zhao family. When it comes to those who disobey the family rules, Mr. Zhao is never soft-hearted. Even though the news that she and her eldest brother are about to divorce has been spread.

"You are still as smart as before." Deng Juanjuan tightened her fingers holding the coffee cup, but she still pretended to be calm: "If I divorce him, I can return to the Deng family and continue to be my daughter. This will not only fulfill him, but also fulfill myself. There is nothing wrong with it."

"Is that all?" Zhao Wenting stared at her closely.

Deng Juanjuan was glad that she was wearing sunglasses, otherwise the panic and tears in her eyes would have easily exposed something. It is said that you can't hide your love for someone with your eyes.

"Why else do you think it was?" Deng Juanjuan asked him in a relaxed tone.

"That's good, otherwise I would think I owe you a favor." Zhao Wenting lowered his head and drank his coffee expressionlessly, no longer looking at her.

Deng Juanjuan pursed her lips. Suddenly, she wanted him to know the truth and her sacrifice:

"I really want to help you, but... it's just a side job."

What she said did not make her meaning clear at all, but instead made her sound a little arrogant. Deng Juanjuan regretted it in her heart.

"Thank you so much." Zhao Wenting's still calm look made her feel unwilling.

"That's what your brother meant. He actually has no interest in the 'heir position'. He just wants to be with the one he loves. So, this is the best for the three of us."

Hearing this, Zhao Wenting's hands trembled. He didn't expect that his brother was also involved.

Then he smiled without saying anything.

"How are you and her doing lately?" Deng Juanjuan couldn't help asking in the end, "Although I know I haven't done as much for you as she has... I accept it. If you like someone, you don't necessarily have to get him or her." After hearing about Mo Mo's series of actions, Deng Juanjuan actually changed her opinion of this love rival.

"You are not her," Zhao Wenting's voice was still cold, "She is very smart and far more capable than you see on the surface."

He knew that the "she" she was referring to was Mo Mo without her mentioning any name.

Deng Juanjuan suddenly felt her nose sour. This was the first time she saw him praising a girl, but unfortunately that person was not her.

"Finally, can I hug you?" she asked cautiously.

Zhao Wenting looked up at her, as if he didn't know her at all. After a long while, he uttered a sound with his lips touching each other: "Okay."

Deng Juanjuan thought she was going to be rejected embarrassingly, but she didn't expect him to agree.

She hugged the man tightly like a teddy bear.

The light blue lace curtains on the windowsill were blown up by the wind, revealing a large gap, and the sunlight shone quietly through the gap onto the smooth floor.

The woman hugged the man tightly with his arms outstretched like a robot.

She finally did it, this was what she had dreamed of for countless days and nights.

"Master..."

Yan Mu, who had just come in from the door, saw this scene, then tactfully shut his mouth, stood straight at the door, and lowered his head as if he had seen nothing.

Deng Juanjuan and Zhao Wenting turned their heads to look over at the same time.

Everyone was stunned!

Zhao Wenting immediately took a step back and left Deng Juanjuan's arms.

"Well... I won't have lunch. I have an appointment with your brother to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau this afternoon to go through the divorce procedures." After saying that, Deng Juanjuan picked up her handbag and left the box. Her expression was obviously unnatural.

Looking at the table full of food that hadn't been touched yet, Zhao Wenting told Yan Mu to come over and eat with him, "Yan Mu, come and eat with us."

"it is good."

The air is quiet.

The two men ate their meal in silence.

"I hugged Deng Juanjuan just now because I really owed her a favor. This incident was planned by her and my eldest brother." Zhao Wenting thought about it and decided to explain.

"Okay." Yan Mu responded nonchalantly and continued eating.

"You won't tell Mo Mo about this, right?" Zhao Wenting asked Yan Mu cautiously.

"What's there to say? We are all adults." Yan Mu glanced at Zhao Wenting and for the first time felt that his boss was cute and that he cared about Mo Mo. He smiled and said, "This is just a 'hug without warmth'. I understand."