Kicked out of a wealthy family? I became a rich and beautiful woman thanks to the system.

The whole family was waiting for Wen Yao.

"Yaoyao, come and sit down."

Wen Jin invited Wen Yao to sit next to her.

Wen Yao turned around and gave Tang Zhen a look.

"Who is this?"

Wen Jin looked Tang Zhen up and down with his eyes.

"This is my assistant."

Silence fell over the private room.

Wen Huaicheng thought to himself, "Does someone who's being kept need an assistant?"

Wen Yao naturally didn't want Tang Zhen to sit to the side, so the waiter had to arrange another seat for Tang Zhen to sit next to Wen Yao.

Wen Yao got straight to the point

"What exactly did you call me here for?"

Before Wen Jin could even speak.

"You're such a grown-up, yet you still make your elders wait so long for a meal. Wen Yao, you really need to change this habit."

The speaker was Wen Jin's mother, whom Wen Yao used to call Grandma.

"Yes, Mom is right. You don't even greet people when you come in. Wen Yao, how come you're getting more and more rude? I can let it go, but you don't even greet Grandma."

The speaker was Wen Yao's aunt, who had disliked Wen Yao since childhood. This group of aloof and sophisticated egoists always looked down on Wen Yao for being adopted from an orphanage.

"Hey, we're all family, let's not talk about this. Yao Yao, you must have had a tough time out there. Ning Ning just got out of the detention center, I'll have her apologize to you."

Wen Yao then noticed Wen Ning sitting next to Guan Fangqin.

Wen Ning's eyes were red and swollen, her black hair hung straight down, and she looked much more sallow. It seemed that life in the detention center was not easy.

Wen Ning picked up her wine glass and walked to Wen Yao's side, avoiding direct eye contact with her.

Guan Fangqin stared straight at Wen Yao. If it weren't for Wen Jin's attention, she would never have let Wen Ning toast Wen Yao.

"Sister, I'm sorry. It was my fault before. I shouldn't have bothered you over such a small conflict."

As she spoke, Wen Ning's tears began to fall steadily.

Wen Yao kept a cold face and didn't want to talk to her.

Wen Ning felt her hands trembling and secretly made a mental note of what had happened.

"Sister, I know you're still angry with me, but Mom and Dad are truly good to you. After all, they're the ones who took you out of the orphanage. Just come home."

Wen Yao frowned. What did this mean? Wen Ning seemed to be apologizing, but in reality, she was using a diversionary tactic, making it all her fault in the end?!

"Don't you know how I left the Wen family back then?"

Wen Yao looked at them coldly.

Those present, young and old, were all from the Wen family, and they all wore disdainful expressions.

"How did your parents raise you? You run away from home over such a trivial matter."

Aunt Wen Ning confronted Wen Yao in front of everyone. She hadn't wanted to come today and didn't know what Wen Jin was doing, that the whole family had to come for such a small matter.

"Ha, I ran away from home? Wasn't I kicked out by you guys?"

Wen Jin's face darkened; he didn't want his relatives to know about this.

"Your mother was too angry at the time, and this was your fault to begin with. Wen Ning is your sister, how could you scald her with boiling water!"

Let's put that aside for now. Tell me, how many days have you been missing from home?! Is this something a young girl should do?!

Wen Yao gave a cold "humph".

"First of all, I don't blame you for kicking me out, but it's impossible for me to go back."

Although the Wen family could solve their basic needs, they were not free, and all of them were shrewd and calculating, always expecting to pay back what they owed.

"Not going back?! You think you can just say you won't go back? We've raised you for over ten years, is this something you can decide for yourself?!"

No one had ever dared to disobey Wen Jin, so he could no longer pretend. If Wen Yao didn't go home, how could he contact the Jiang family?

"As long as you bear the surname Wen, you are a member of the Wen family! Starting today, move back to your original residence. There is no room for negotiation on this matter."

Based on Wen Yao's understanding of them, these people couldn't possibly be so kind; they must have found something profitable to profit from.

"Then we have nothing more to say."

Wen Yao stood up, preparing to leave.

Wen Jin was furious. He saw her grab her shoulder and tried to stop Wen Yao.

"You dare to leave... Ah!"

Without anyone noticing, Tang Zhen stood in front of him, grabbed Wen Jin's wrist and bent it downwards. With two "crack" sounds, it seemed as if it had been dislocated.

Wen Jin was about to resist when Tang Zhen grabbed his neck first and threw him against the wall.

The Wen family was shocked and stood up one after another. Even the aunt, who had initially been the most dismissive, put down her bowl and chopsticks.

"Wen Yao, is this how you treat your father?"

"You heartless wretch! We, your husband and I, didn't want to bring you home. We said you wouldn't be worthy of our love if you weren't our own, and now you've proven us wrong!"

The old woman was out of breath and coughed several times after she finished cursing.

"You're the ones who want to drive me away, and you're the ones who call me heartless. You've said all the nice things you could think of."

As she spoke, Wen Yao took out a check from her bag and wrote down a string of numbers.

“Here is ten million, which can be considered as my support payment for the past eighteen years.”

Wen Yao placed the check on the table.

"You dare to leave?! Don't think I don't know you've hooked up with Jiang Han outside. Do you think a mere ten million can get rid of us? If it weren't for the Wen family, where would you have the chance to come into contact with powerful and influential people like the Jiang family?"

After all that, it turns out it was all for the Jiang family.

Wen Yao chuckled lightly, already knowing they had no good intentions.

Whether I can leave or not depends on my abilities.

After saying that, Wen Yao opened WeChat on her phone, and soon the bodyguards from Wangjiang Pavilion arrived.

"Miss Wen."

Several burly men, each about 1.8 meters tall, stood at the entrance. Everyone knew these were bodyguards from Wangjiang Pavilion, who could only be mobilized by the owner. They were all retired boxers, and for a moment, no one dared to speak.

“There’s trouble here. Tell the manager to make them pay compensation, or they won’t be allowed into Wangjiang Pavilion again.”

"Yes."

Afterwards, Wen Yao led Tang Zhen out of the private room in full view of everyone.

However, the two did not leave the hotel building. Wen Yao led Tang Zhen to the top floor of Wangjiang Pavilion.

Wen Yao sat on the sofa and sent a message to Tian Zhaozhao.

"There is a man, a rich second-generation, 1.8 meters tall, single, who likes young and sweet girls, right in front of Wangjiang Pavilion, license plate number XX603."

After saying that, he turned off his phone.

Wen Jin was thoroughly humiliated and eventually had to sheepishly apologize to the manager. After all, Wangjiang Pavilion was a place frequented by the powerful and influential people of Haicheng, where many high-society figures would dine, and he often entertained guests there.

Entering and exiting Wangjiang Pavilion was a symbol of wealth and status.

The last few people left Wangjiang Pavilion without even having a meal.

Wen Yao stood on the top floor watching them.

Wen Huaicheng drove off in his own car, leaving them behind, and was left alone at the end.

Just as they were about to drive off, Tian Zhaozhao suddenly appeared out of nowhere.