Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

In order to show the powerful people in Yanjing that he treats Jiang Zhiyi and Jiang Yaoyao equally.

The room arranged by Jiang Quanming for Jiang Zhiyi is next to Jiang Yaoyao's.

They are all on the second floor.

When Jiang Zhiyi appeared on the stairs, Wen Jinglan saw him.

When Wen Jinglan saw that Jiang Zhiyi was still the same as he remembered, his hands were shaking with excitement.

Zhiyi, I'm back.

This time, I will protect you well.

You won't be hurt again.

"Zhiyi!" Wen Jinglan shouted to Jiang Zhiyi who was about to come down the stairs.

The slightly trembling voice seemed to transcend the barriers of time and space.

Penetrating from the world where Jiang Zhiyi had died to this world.

The coldness he had when facing Jiang Quanming disappeared, and he became gentle instead.

"Hello!" Jiang Zhiyi greeted Wen Jinglan distantly: "It seems we don't know each other."

In the original plot, he and Wen Jinglan had no intersection at this time.

Here, he didn't want to have too much involvement with this person.

Whether he was reborn or something...

He couldn't give him a response.

Therefore, the best way for him is to not let him have any hope from the beginning.

Wen Jinglan, who was full of joy, seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water and woke up instantly.

Yes, at this time they didn’t know each other at all.

He was the one who took the risk.

"Jiang Zhiyi, it's your blessing that the young master knows you."

Jiang Quanming scolded Jiang Zhiyi for not giving him face.

He looked at Wen Jinglan with a flattering smile and said:

"Master, I know he just came back from the countryside and is not very sensible.

I will apologize to the young master on his behalf for any offense he has committed against him.

Shall I ask Yaoyao to come down and accompany you?"

As he spoke, Jiang Quanming was also observing Wen Jinglan's expression.

Seeing that Wen Jinglan didn't look angry, he continued:

"Ever since you and Yaoyao had dinner together last time, Yaoyao has been talking about you since she came back.

She said how great her brother Jinglan was.

......"

Jiang Quanming kept making small talk.

Let’s talk about how Jiang Yaoyao admires and loves Wen Jinglan.

Trying to bring Jiang Yaoyao and Wen Jinglan closer.

"Shut up!"

Wen Jinglan, who had been thinking about how to greet Jiang Zhiyi, interrupted Jiang Quanming impatiently.

His face was full of impatience.

He was famous for his sharp tongue in the business world in his previous life, but at this moment he was so lame that he couldn't even think of a legitimate excuse.

He was afraid that the reason he gave would disgust Jiang Zhiyi.

Suddenly I remembered that Jiang Zhiyi seemed to have mentioned before that he was originally a recommended student for Yenching University.

Wen Jinglan seemed to have finally found a topic to talk about:

"I saw your personal information in the admissions column of Yenching University.

I will also be enrolled this year.

I accidentally heard that the young master of the Jiang family is also called Jiang Zhiyi, so I thought of coming to take a look.

I didn’t expect it was really you.”

"Oh!" Jiang Zhiyi only responded lightly to Wen Jinglan's long speech.

Both his expression and body movements seemed extremely distant.

It seemed as if he didn't care at all about what Wen Jinglan said.

The atmosphere became awkward.

Wen Jinglan took the initiative to break the calm:

"My brother's birthday is in three days, can I invite you?

We will all be alumni of Yenching University in the future.

You can get familiar with them in advance so that you can take care of them in school later."

He asked cautiously, fearing being rejected.

He also reminded Jiang Zhiyi not to give up on going to Yenching University.

Then he looked at Jiang Zhiyi expectantly, waiting for his answer.

"Young Master's birthday? Thank you for the invitation, Young Master. Our whole family will be there."

Before Jiang Zhiyi could say anything, Jiang Quanming accepted the invitation on her behalf with a flattering smile.

Their family was invited to the birthday party of the young master of the Wen family.

Humph, now that he has been invited by the Wen family, let’s see who dares to say that his Jiang family is an inferior family.

Jiang Quanming shamelessly changed Wen Jinglan's invitation to Jiang Zhiyi into an invitation to his entire family.

He even ignored Wen Jinglan's words about Yenching University alumni.

Wen Jinglan thought Jiang Quanming was shameless, but he didn't expect Jiang Quanming to be so shameless.

The noble brows frowned unhappily:

"Don't interrupt me when I'm not talking to you. I only invited Jiang Zhiyi."

"Okay, I'll definitely go then."

Jiang Zhiyi was originally going to refuse, but after seeing Jiang Quanming's useless look, she changed her mind.

Said it at the same time as Wen Jinglan.

He is willing to do anything as long as it can anger Jiang Quanming's family.

It would be best to make that family mad.

Hearing Jiang Zhiyi's response, Wen Jinglan's face burst into joy.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyi was not very interested in the conversation, he left an invitation letter, said a few words of concern and left.

After Wen Jinglan left, Jiang Zhiyi turned and walked towards the stairs.

He also ignored Jiang Quanming, who had a grim expression on his face.

"Stop right there, you unfilial son!"

Jiang Quanming's face turned ashen with anger.

When did this unfilial son hook up with Wen Jinglan?

And why did Wen Jinglan treat him so well?

Jiang Zhiyi did not stop.

Are you kidding? Jiang Quanming told him to stop, so he stopped.

"Jiang Zhiyi, you've grown wings, haven't you?"

Jiang Zhiyi ignored him, so Jiang Quanming took a few quick steps and grabbed Jiang Zhiyi to question her.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

Jiang Zhiyi spoke impatiently.

He didn't take Jiang Quanming's anger into consideration at all.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyi's indifferent look, Jiang Quanming became even angrier.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his tone gentle:

"The reason why Wen Jinglan invited you to attend the young master's birthday party is because you have returned to the Jiang family.

If you were still that ordinary person, Jiang Zhiyi, how could Wen Jinglan possibly invite you to attend? "

"so what?"

Jiang Zhiyi asked coldly.

It seemed as if he didn't understand the implicit meaning of Jiang Quanming's words at all.

"You, you!" Jiang Quanming was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

Does this unpresentable thing from the mountains really not understand or is he just pretending not to understand?

Especially now that Jiang Zhiyi is on the upper step and he is on the lower step.

The difference in their auras was immediately apparent.

"Take your sister to the banquet with you then."

Jiang Quanming said unhappily.

"Yanjing is not like the remote countryside where you live. Family is the most important thing here.

When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.

You take your sister with you.

Yaoyao grew up in Yanjing and is familiar with various aristocratic families.

You just arrived and don’t know anything, so you might offend an important person.

Not to mention protecting you later, even my entire Jiang family will suffer."

"Oh, whether the Jiang family is defeated or alive, what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Zhiyi asked back, then went upstairs as if nothing had happened.

This sentence made Jiang Quanming so angry that his eyes rolled back and he pointed at Jiang Zhiyi's back: "You, you, you..."

With a bang, Jiang Zhiyi slammed the door of his room shut.

In the other room, Jiang Yaoyao, who was taking a nap, was woken up.

Jiang Yaoyao kicked a few times on the bed in annoyance, venting her unhappiness at being woken up.

Then turn over and continue sleeping.

dong dong dong...

"Jiang Zhiyi, open the door for me!"

Jiang Quanming knocked on Jiang Zhiyi's door with a roar.

"Ah..." The continuous noise made Jiang Yaoyao throw the doll on her bed out.

He opened the door unhappily and walked out, and saw Jiang Quanming standing at Jiang Zhiyi's door and knocking.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

The irritation in his words was extremely obvious.

Seeing Jiang Yaoyao, Jiang Quanming, who had been so angry at Jiang Zhiyi that he almost fainted, felt much better.

"Yaoyao, come with me and call Zhiyi out.

Wen Jinglan invites you to attend the birthday party of the young master of the Wen family in three days.

The invitation letter is with Jiang Zhiyi.

Come with me and call him out to give you the invitation."

The impatience on Jiang Yaoyao's face and the bad temper caused by the interruption of her lunch break disappeared in an instant.

Hugging Jiang Quanming excitedly:

"Really? Ahhhhh, Daddy, that's great!"

"Really!" Jiang Quanming was so doting.

The father and daughter knocked on Jiang Zhiyi's door together.

In the room, Jiang Zhiyi was painting with various colors.

Not disturbed at all by the noise outside.

Every stroke is drawn smoothly and perfectly.

And the writing speed is extremely fast.

After finishing the ink painting, start writing.

The handwriting is elegant and graceful, and the strokes flow smoothly.

When the father and daughter outside lost their patience, he opened the door.

"What the hell are you yelling about? Is this what you call family etiquette?"

Jiang Zhiyi looked at Jiang Quanming unhappily.

Jiang Quanming: ...

A rebellious son is here to collect his debt. He should never have been born in the first place.

"Brother, I heard from Dad that you have the invitation letter that Brother Wen gave me, right?

Let me see it quickly."

Jiang Yaoyao didn't care at all about the undercurrents between Jiang Zhiyi and Jiang Quanming.

She only cared about the invitation.

She has liked Wen Jinglan since she was very young.

But their family is not even close to the Wen family.

Even though her parents said she was Wen Jinglan's fiancée, she and Wen Jinglan met very rarely.

The last time she was able to have dinner with Wen Jinglan, she asked a friend to take her there.

Otherwise, she would never be able to reach Wen Jinglan's level.

"Take this and get out of here. Don't bother me anymore."

Jiang Zhiyi handed over the invitation and slammed the door shut again, slamming the father and daughter outside.

Jiang Yaoyao and Jiang Quanming couldn't stop smiling as they held the invitation letter, and didn't care about Jiang Zhiyi's unreasonableness.

“Well, the tastes of big families are different.

Look at this pattern with profound cultural background, the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are lifelike.

Gold thread dark pattern base"

As Jiang Quanming spoke, his nose twitched a few times, and he lowered his head to the invitation letter and took a deep breath.

His face was filled with intoxication:

“The invitations all have a heavy scent of ink.

Such elegant qualities are only found in the Wen family."

Jiang Yaoyao stared at the words on the invitation letter, her face full of pride:

"Of course it's not an ordinary item, since it was sent by Brother Jinglan himself."

The father and daughter boasted about the invitation letter, and then called Xu Weimo, who was shopping outside, to come back.

The whole family started to prepare for the banquet three days later.

I don’t have time and I’m too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Zhiyi.

Jiang Zhiyi was quite free. While contacting Xuanyuan Jin on her cell phone to discuss taking back everything that belonged to the Xuanyuan family, she was also having a pleasant chat with a professor from Yenching University through 5836.

The day before the Wen family banquet, Wen Jinglan sent someone to deliver the dress.

He had it made overnight according to Jiang Zhiyi's measurements.

Jiang Zhiyi took the gift box and went into her room under the gazes of Jiang Yaoyao and the other two.

The three angry people's faces turned pale and blue.

Jiang Yaoyao looked at the specially customized gift box and became even more dissatisfied with her evening dress.

There was a big fuss at home.

Xu Weimo and Jiang Quanming coaxed her for a long time. Jiang Quanming gritted his teeth and promised to upgrade the evening dress to a higher grade before he could appease Jiang Yaoyao.

"Brother, you have a problem."

At the Wen family's old house, Wen Xiaoyun said as he watched his eldest brother standing in front of the mirror for half an hour.

It's so abnormal.

No matter how you look at it, this big brother looks like a peacock.

Or the one with the screen turned on.

Besides, if he remembered correctly, this was the kind of banquet that his elder brother hated the most.

Every time I find a quiet corner.

The clothes are also very casual.

Their status and position are there, so no one dares to gossip even if they wear the most ordinary shirt to a banquet.

Today, not only did I take care of my hair meticulously.

She even stood in front of the dressing mirror and fiddled with her clothes for half an hour.

This is the first time ever.

Wen Jinglan couldn't hide the smile on his face as he looked through the mirror at his younger brother who was sitting upside down on the chair, leaning against the backrest.

"This is our official meeting, so of course we have to take it seriously."

When he spoke, his eyes were gentle, and the deep affection in them almost overflowed.

"Are you in love?"

Wen Xiaoyun asked directly.

This worthless look exudes the sour smell of love.

There is no doubt that I have fallen into the turbulent river of love.

Wen Xiaoyun's words made the smile on Wen Jinglan's face break for a moment, and then it returned to normal in an instant.

If you don't look carefully, it's hard to notice the change in his facial expression just now.

"That's it."

He will never be a coward again in this life.

If he had been braver in his previous life, he would have expressed his feelings earlier, instead of being afraid to say it out of fear of scaring him.

Maybe the tragedy wouldn't have happened.

"What do you mean by 'sort of'? You sound like you're not that great.

"Brother, you're not what they call a lickspittle, are you?" Wen Xiaoyun asked.

Looks like he's showing a lot of interest.

The obviously immature boy stared at Wen Jinglan who was still fiddling with his clothes with burning eyes.

The thirst for knowledge has reached its peak.

Especially the red mole at the corner of his eye, which adds a bit of ruffian and unruly wildness to the youthful vigor.

Very exciting.

"Is this all you learned in school?"

Wen Jinglan frowned, deeply worried about his younger brother.

He must catch up with Zhiyi in this life.

Making Zhiyi happy is the primary goal.

The Wen family will have to rely on the younger brother to support it in the future.

How can you not learn well?

"Today is my sixteenth birthday. I'm only three years younger than you, okay? Do you know that this isn't normal?"

Wen Xiaoyun was very indignant.

He has grown up now, why do you still treat him like a kid?

There are a lot of bad things happening in school, and he has seen all kinds of scenes.

He just disdains to play the same game as those people.

The men and women who were chasing him lined up ten kilometers away.

However, he just found those people annoying.

Very annoying.

Otherwise, with his charm, three palaces and six courtyards would be the minimum standard.

"That's not normal. When I was your age, I only had one goal: to get into Yanjing University."

Wen Jinglan said lightly.

"And, if I remember correctly, you only got a D on the final exam.

So these things are distracting you?"

I sighed in my heart and decided to hire a tutor for Wen Xiaoyun when I have time.

If he continues like this, how can he still be so carefree and elegant?

When it comes to grades, Wen Xiaoyun feels like a rabbit whose sore foot has been stepped on.

His eloquent mouth immediately became knotted and he couldn't utter a word.

"A dog that licks a dog gets nothing. This is the advice I give you as your younger brother.

Don’t cry and say you’ve suffered the pain of love and are sad every day.”

After saying that, he ran away.