Ye Huanyan stared at Ling Li for a long time. After a while, she patted the back of her hand.
"Get up. You're suppressing my information. Do you know how much this information is worth?"
Ling Li let go of her arm and fell back into the sofa chair. She snorted.
"Come on, Ye Huanyan. You don't dare to bet. Why are you changing the topic?"
"Who doesn't dare to bet?"
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows. "Let's bet."
She didn't believe that Ling Han would bring her to meet Wen Qingwan's family.
Ling Han knew very well that she was so busy that her feet didn't even touch the ground. In addition to her relationship with Jiang Meilan previously, her identity couldn't be explained clearly. It wasn't like her grandparents were still alive. Bringing her to meet those people now was purely looking for trouble for himself, wasn't it?
Just as she finished speaking, she saw a chat window pop up on her phone. When she opened it, she found that it was a message from Ling Li.
"What are you doing?" Ye Huanyan frowned.
Ling Li waved her phone.
"I'm waiting to receive the money. I'll send you the account number first. When you lose, transfer the money to me first. I don't need you to admit defeat. I can still live with my face."
"If you have the time, why don't you think about how you're going to hand in your graduation project? You only have one month left."
When Ye Huanyan mentioned the graduation project, Ling Li immediately said angrily, like a frosted eggplant.
"It's all because of that goddamn Alex. As long as it's a batch that he reviews, 50% of the people can't graduate. They all have to re-study for a year."
Ye Huanyan raised her eyebrows with a teasing expression.
"Then why are you still so unyielding? You don't want my mother to help you? Alex is under my mother's tutelage. He will give you this bit of face. "
"A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. If I can't pass, I'll re-study for a year. What's the big deal?"
"That's right. Then you better pray that the person next year won't be a disciple under my mother's tutelage. I heard that other than Alex, your academy also has three great protectors. Two of them were taught by my mother."
Ling Li's face paled.
That was why she was so anxious. There were a total of five teachers in the school who reviewed jewelry, and three of them were extremely strict. Those who were lucky enough to meet two of them could barely pass. She did not think that her luck would be better next year.
The next day, at the Wen family villa.
Early in the morning, the entire villa was bustling with activity.
"Siyuan won't be staying here for long. Why are you so busy? Can't you just leave it to the servants?"
Umbo was wearing pajamas. His hungover face was haggard. He stood at the door of the room and stared at the woman in the corridor with a displeased expression.
"The vacuum cleaner is so noisy, can you let me sleep for a while?"
The young woman was dressed neatly, which was rare. Her long hair that usually draped over her shoulders was tied up. She looked like a good wife and mother.
"Siyuan doesn't like me in the first place. If I don't clean up the house, he'll scold me again. Why don't you think about me? I don't have much status in this family. Who knows what Siyuan thinks of me?"
As she spoke, the woman showed an aggrieved expression.
It was difficult to be a stepmother, especially when she was younger than Wen Siyuan by more than ten years. She did not have the confidence to do so.
"Okay, okay. Leave these things to the servants. You don't have to busy yourself."
Umbo sighed and reached out to pull the woman over.
"Take a break. You didn't sleep well last night, right?"
"How can I sleep well when you're so drunk?"
"Okay, lie with me for a while. I still have a headache."
"Then I'll give you a massage."
When Wen Siyuan came back, the old man and his little stepmother were still lying in the bedroom and had not gotten up.
When the servant mentioned this, there was a hint of awkwardness on her face.
Wen Siyuan didn't have much of a reaction at first, but when he saw the hand of a new bag on the sofa, his face immediately darkened.
"My father is generous to women. He gave several bags that cost more than a hundred thousand yuan. He doesn't even care if his own son is dead or alive outside."
The servant stood at the side and whispered, "Get someone to go upstairs and call Master and Madam …"
"What kind of madam is she? What time is it? She's still lying down. What does she look like?"
Wen Siyuan's face darkened.
"I'll go personally."
With that, he ignored the servant's obstruction and went upstairs. Bang, bang, bang, bang. He banged on the door.
"Who is it …"
A woman's delicate voice came from inside. When the door was opened, the woman's flushed face instantly turned pale.
The woman was wearing a wine-red dress with suspenders, revealing a patch of spring in front of her chest. A patch of white was exposed in front of Wen Siyuan, making his eyes tighten.
Wen Siyuan quickly came back to his senses. He glanced at her and snorted coldly.
"Auntie, aren't you cold wearing so little?"
The woman suddenly covered her chest, pulled down the clothes on the clothes rack, and put them on in a hurry.
A dry cough came from inside the room.
"Who let you in? What is this?"
The old man sat on the bed. He was wearing pajamas, and his face was full of fatigue.
"Last night, I told you in advance that I was coming back, right? Dad, if you think this is outrageous, then do you mean that I don't have to come back to this house in the future? My mother's spirit in heaven is probably unwilling to be reincarnated. "
"You …"
At the mention of his late wife, Umbo frowned and was speechless. After so many years, he still felt guilty towards his first wife.
Wen Siyuan was sure of this. He glanced at him.
"Pack up. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Wen Bo responded. After Wen Siyuan left, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry.
"Zhou Lan, bring me my clothes."
Hearing Umbo's voice, Zhou Lan was slightly stunned. As if she had just come back to her senses, she hurriedly responded and went to the cloakroom to find clothes.
Her mind was full of the look in Wen Siyuan's eyes when he left just now.
She came from a remote mountain village to work. At the age of 13, she came to Lanjiang City with her cousin in her hometown. Money was not easy to earn. In the first two years, she worked a lot of jobs in various places, but it was not enough to supplement her family. Later, she was introduced to the foot washing city, and then she met Umbo.
When she was with Umbo, she was only 16 years old. At that time, Umbo's first wife was still alive and turned a blind eye to her existence. After all, in addition to her, there were other canaries who did not know that had ulterior motives. She was considered to be well-behaved.
Later, Umbo's wife died. One by one, the canaries wanted to be promoted. They tried all means but did not get any benefits. She was the only one who took the money and lived her life peacefully. She never made excessive demands. On the contrary, she was unintentional and was deeply liked by Umbo.
For so many years, Umbo had changed batches of women. She was not young, but she was not disliked by him. During this period of time, she watched him dismiss a group of women outside, leaving only her.
Speaking of following Wen Bo wholeheartedly, she had indeed done so. But to say that she had done nothing wrong to him, she felt a little guilty. The only thing she had done wrong to Wen Bo was probably that night two years ago, when the father and son had gotten drunk at her place.
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