He Jingjing was dazed and thought it was Wen Ziyun, whom she had arranged to catch her in an affair. After Wen Yulong lifted the quilt, He Jingjing opened her eyes. When she saw that the person standing by the bed was not Wen Ziyun but Wen Yulong, He Jingjing couldn't stop screaming.

When Feng Xueying and Wen Yiran hurriedly ran to the second floor, pulling their shoes on, they saw such an embarrassing scene.

"Boss, what's going on?" Feng Xueying asked quickly when she saw Wen Yiran had a dark face and didn't say anything.

"Mom, I went home to see Ziqing about something, but I didn't expect..." Wen Yulong was also very embarrassed. Wen Yulong and He Boqian had always had a good relationship. In Wen Yulong's heart, He Jingjing was like his niece. Suddenly seeing He Jingjing's naked body, Wen Yulong was shocked.

Furthermore, He Jingjing's screams were like a demonic sound piercing his ears, making Wen Yulong's mind completely confused. He didn't know whether he should leave or stay and wait for his fate. For a moment, he was so anxious that he started pacing around in front of Wen Ziqing's door.

Feng Xueying looked at He Jingjing, huddled in the corner of the bed, clutching her blanket, and felt a headache well up in her head. Wasn't He Jingjing dating Ziyun? She'd stayed in Ziyun's room so late last night, and how had she suddenly been involved with Ziqing? Who did she think she was? Was she supposed to be the only man in the Wen family she could choose from?

"Grandma Feng, Grandma Feng, I don't want to live any longer..." He Jingjing saw Wen Ziqing turning his back and ignoring her, and she couldn't help but feel resentful in her heart. Seeing Feng Xueying walk into the room, He Jingjing burst into tears and snot.

"What's going on?" Feng Xueying suppressed the anger in her heart, walked to the bed and sat down, but did not hug her as He Jingjing expected.

"Grandma Feng, I don't know what happened. I slept well in my room last night. I don't know how, but when I opened my eyes, I became like this." Seeing that Wen Ziqing still ignored her, He Jingjing had no choice but to cry and make up a lie.

"What?" Feng Xueying's face changed. Wasn't He Jingjing implying that Wen Ziqing had raped and defiled her? She was sleeping peacefully in her own room? And the moment she opened her eyes, she was in a different room? Pah! Although her eldest grandson was a little cold towards others, he was definitely not a lecher.

"Grandma Feng, my body hurts so much, all over, ahhh..." He Jingjing simply gave it her all. She pulled the quilt down, revealing a few kiss marks on her snow-white chest. Anyway, the show had already begun. If she didn't sing hard, and if she couldn't catch up with Wen Ziqing this time, she would never have the chance again in her life.

Feng Xueying looked at the ambiguous marks on He Jingjing's body, and her heart sank to the bottom. Old Wen was still saying last night that the future hope of the Wen family lies in Ziqing, but after He Jingjing's incident today, Ziqing is ruined!

Feng Xueying stared at the delicate He Jingjing, but in her heart she wanted to pounce on her and bite her. He Jingjing was staying at the Wen family, but Wen Ziqing "coveted" her beauty and dragged her to his room? If this matter got out, everyone in the Wen family would be in trouble. If Ziqing didn't marry He Jingjing, people in the compound would definitely say that the Wen family was bullying an "orphan" or something. But Wen Ziqing was already engaged! The marriage with the Zhou family was not something the Wen family could decide.

Oh! What is going on?

Wen Yiran's expression also changed. However, compared to Feng Xueying, Wen Yiran found a loophole in He Jingjing's words.

Wen Ziqing's dislike for He Jingjing yesterday wasn't fake. She was always honest and wouldn't say one thing to someone's face and another behind their back. Besides, even if a man was lustful, He Jingjing had to be "lustful" enough for Wen Ziqing to covet her, right? Compared to Zhou Yuanyuan, He Jingjing wasn't ugly at all. Wen Yiran couldn't believe Wen Ziqing was so blind as to fall for He Jingjing's "beauty."

Could it be that Ziqing was plotted against by He Jingjing last night?

It has to be said that the older you are, the wiser you are. After seeing the scene, Wen Yiran had already guessed most of the truth.

After having doubts in his mind, Wen Yiran looked at the person on the bed again and immediately made a new discovery.

The person on the bed was lying on his side with his back to the door. From outside, Wen Yiran couldn't see the person's face at all. Even He Jingjing's screams were so piercing that they couldn't make him turn over.

Oh no! Could it be that Ziqing was knocked unconscious by He Jingjing?

Wen Yiran's voice trembled as he thought of this: "Xueying, can you check on Ziqing to see if he's okay?"

It was inconvenient for Wen Yiran to go in because of He Jingjing's condition, so he had to ask Feng Xueying to do it for him.

Isn't Ziqing sleeping? What else could be going on? Feng Xueying was a little confused.

"Go check on Ziqing and see if he's fainted!" Wen Yiran's words seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, tinged with a hint of coldness. Wen Ziqing was the pride of the Wen family, and Wen Yiran would never allow He Jingjing to pin the crime of "rape" on him. He would not tolerate He Jingjing destroying Wen Ziqing like this.

Wen Yiran's mind raced with thoughts, and a chilling look appeared in his eyes as he looked at He Jingjing. He promised that after this ordeal, he would immediately rid the place of this troublemaker. Wen Yiran remembered hearing Wen Ziqing say that he had rescued He Jingjing from the secret realm. This He Jingjing was truly a piece of shit. Saving someone and then bringing about her own revenge?

He Jingjing sobbed, watching the Wen family's movements from the corner of her eye. Seeing the cold glint in Wen Yiran's eyes, He Jingjing let out a sneer. Even if Wen Yiran was unhappy, so what? After today, if Wen Ziqing didn't marry her, she would spread the news.

Feng Xueying finally understood what Wen Yiran meant and quickly moved closer to Wen Ziqing.

After seeing the face of the person on the bed clearly, Feng Xueying couldn't help but gasp and screamed, "Ziyun?"

He Jingjing's sobbing stopped abruptly after Wen Yiran uttered this name.

Wen Ziyun? How did it become Wen Ziyun? He Jingjing's mind was a little confused.

He Jingjing clearly remembered feeding Wen Ziqing a "wake-up pill," and then... seeing Wen Ziqing about to wake up, she leaned forward, ready to let Wen Ziqing see her first. And then... she lost consciousness?

Thinking of this, He Jingjing's face changed drastically.

"Ziyun, Ziyun, wake up!" Feng Xueying pushed Wen Ziyun's body but failed to wake him up. She couldn't help but get anxious and shouted at Wen Yiran who was standing at the door: "Old Wen, Ziyun he..."

When Wen Yiran and Wen Yulong saw this, they didn't care that He Jingjing, wrapped in a quilt, was in the room, and they squeezed into the room at the same time to check on Wen Ziyun.