Lu Siying looked at Lu Jingshen and snorted coldly, "Siqi is pursuing Wen Zhixing, you already knew that, right?"

Lu Jingshen coughed lightly and said, "I only found out about it not long ago."

Lu Siying said in a deep voice, "Wen Zhixing rejected Siqi abroad, which means he doesn't like Siqi. He pursued her for so long but still didn't fall in love with her. Even if he likes her now, it doesn't necessarily mean he really likes her. This belated love is not what our Siqi wants."

Why should her daughter, Lu Siying, deserve the belated love of such an old man! She couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

She looked at her brother and said, "What's the use of knowing? I know you well. What about you?" Then she looked at Jiang Wanning with tenderness and said in a gentle voice, "Wanning, don't worry. If he really wants to do something to let you down, tell your second sister and she will break his legs and throw him out of the Lu family." She glanced at her brother and said coldly, "Call Wen Zhixing and send Siqi back to me. We'll go back to City S." After that, she stood up and went upstairs with a cold face.

Lu Jingshen was scolded and his face looked a little unnatural. What happened to him?

When talking about Wen Zhixing, why did you bring yourself into this?

He looked at Jiang Wanning again, hugged her and assured her, "Don't worry, that day won't come."

Jiang Wanning gave him a cold look and said softly, "Don't worry, if that day comes and my son is mine, I'll just divorce him."

Lu Jingshen's face instantly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "That day will never come."

How could he, Lu Jingshen, divorce the wife he had personally snatched back?

Jiang Wanning looked at him and chuckled, "It's okay for you to know."

Lu Jingshen had a cold face and gritted his teeth and said, "I know, of course I know." Then he hooked his arms around Jiang Wanning's neck and kissed her fiercely.

Finally, he let her go and dialed with a sullen face. After a moment, the call was connected and a furious voice shouted, "Where's Wei Siqi?"

Wen Zhixing also had a sullen expression, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes. His usually gentle voice was now a little low: "I'll send her back right away." He glanced at Wei Siqi, who had a cold face beside him, and then hung up the phone.

Looking at the little girl next to him, his eyes were filled with loss and bitterness, and his voice was a little hoarse as he whispered, "I'll take you home."

Wei Siqi didn't look at him and reached out to fasten her seat belt.

There was a hint of helplessness in Wen Zhixing's eyes. He looked ahead, started the car and drove out.

The car stopped at the door. Wei Siqi unbuckled her seat belt, got out and slammed the door. Standing by the door, she looked at the man she once liked and said in a deep voice, "I've explained it clearly enough this time. I hope you won't waste your time." After that, she entered the old house.

Wen Zhixing leaned back in his chair, lowered his eyes and chuckled, with a sad look in his eyes, then drove away.