The girl was wearing a pink tutu, and her pigtails bounced as she ran. She was sweet and cute, and her eyes were fixed on Qin Hemian with deep affection.
On the contrary, Qin Heming nodded slightly and did not show any dislike. Oh, could this be Qin Heming's sweetheart?
"Brother Qin...why don't you reply to my messages?"
"busy!"
With a simple response, the sweet girl let out a disappointed "oh," but then her face lit up with a smile in an instant. However, when she saw Wen Shengsheng getting out of the car, her eyes glazed over for a moment. How did Brother Qin know such a beautiful woman in a cheongsam?
The sweet girl's eyes instantly flashed with fire: "Who are you? Why did you get out of Brother Qin's car?"
Wen Shengsheng, with a half-smile, linked arms with Qin Heming, enjoying her cracked and annoyed expression.
Qin Heming, the person involved, had a flicker in his eyes.
He had always been aloof from women, but today he actually let someone link his arm with him, and the sweet girl was instantly blown away.
"You...bad woman, you're not allowed to touch Brother Qin, Brother Qin is mine."
When she reached out to grab Wen Shengsheng, Qin Heming coldly said, "Cheng Yu, that's enough."
"Waaaaah... Brother Qin, you're mean to me! I'm never talking to you again!" She stomped her foot, lifted her skirt, and ran off. Cheng Yu, who hadn't gone far, turned back. Her eyes were watery and slightly red, making her look rather pitiful.
Cheng Yu pouted and looked at Qin Heming, saying, "Brother Qin, I'm here to tell you something. Auntie and Cheng Yuan are inside. They know you've been getting too close to a woman lately..." Cheng Yu glanced at the stunning Wen Shengsheng and continued, "Anyway, Brother Qin, you'd better watch out. Cheng Yuan has always wanted to sleep with you."
Qin Heming's vision went black.
Wen Shengsheng: "..." What a straightforward girl.
"Mr. Qin, shall I go in?" Wen Shengsheng stared at Qin Heming with a half-smile. The man in front of her had his arm around her slender waist, his eyes full of amusement: "You are my fiancée now."
"..." Okay, Wen Shengsheng held her head high and couldn't lose face. After Qin Heming noticed her little gesture, a smile flashed in his eyes.
When the two appeared in the living room together, Wen Shengsheng immediately received two unfriendly glances.
"He Mian, who is she?"
The speaker was Madam Qin, who was adorned with jewels from head to toe and dressed like a noblewoman from a prominent family. She was well-maintained, but the way she looked at Madam Qin was very disdainful!
"My fiancée." When Qin Heming acknowledged her identity, the expressions of the two people present changed drastically on the spot.
Wen Shengsheng curled her lips into a smile.
"Hello, Mrs. Qin, I am Wen Shengsheng."
Her behavior was impeccable, and no one could find fault with her.
The light green cheongsam she wore accentuated her high, curvaceous figure and slender waist. Her delicate hands were naturally folded and hung down at her abdomen. The slits on both sides of the cheongsam were just right, and her jade legs were shyly revealed as she walked, exuding a mysterious beauty that made people want to take a closer look!
This face—
She is an absolutely stunning beauty!
Cheng Yuan's expression was not good. A hint of jealousy welled up in her eyes. Women are most sensitive to malice from other women. Wen Shengsheng had noticed her long ago. She looked somewhat similar to Cheng Yu.
"You are the Wen family's newly found daughter. I heard that you have lived in the countryside since you were a child. Now that you have returned, you should learn the rules of aristocratic families. Although my Qin family and the Wen family have a marriage agreement, it is not necessary for us to have you. The marriage agreement can also be dissolved."
"Mom, Sheng Sheng is the fiancée I've chosen."
Qin Heming's brows furrowed with displeasure.
“He Mian… Auntie is doing this for your own good. When choosing a wife, you should choose a virtuous one carefully.”
Qin Heming's eyes darkened upon hearing her words.
Tsk!
This is pointing out to her face that she's not a virtuous wife.
Wen Shengsheng giggled repeatedly: "Miss, what are your standards for a virtuous wife?"
"Taking care of her husband and bearing children makes her a virtuous wife; being filial to her parents and managing the household makes her a virtuous wife; most importantly, as a wife, she should prioritize her family and not focus on dressing up or showing off. This is the standard of a virtuous wife."
Cheng Yuan cast a cold glance at her, her words judging her appearance and clothing, and Madam Qin nodded in agreement.
Wen Shengsheng casually stroked the peach wood hairpin in her hair, her gaze lingering on Cheng Yuan's face. She scoffed, "Miss Cheng's understanding is shallow. Being a virtuous wife is not something imposed by others. A family is not supported by a woman alone. As the other half, one should share the family responsibilities equally. That is true virtue. One can be a virtuous wife and a good husband!"
These words—
Qin Heming felt a slight stirring in her heart. Her words were clear-headed and her insights insightful. Who said she had no thoughts of her own?
Undeniably, Qin Hemian admired her at that moment.
Madam Qin looked displeased, and Cheng Yuan stared coldly at Wen Shengsheng. The next moment, Wen Shengsheng giggled and took Qin Hemian's arm, saying softly, "Of course, none of that matters. After all, my Mianmian loves my face the most. My face is more important than anything else, right, Mianmian?"
Mianmian?
Qin Heming glanced at the smiling Wen Shengsheng with complicated emotions.
What happened?
No response?
She couldn't lose face in front of outsiders, so Wen Shengsheng kept smiling and secretly pinched the soft flesh on his arm with her small hand.
"Mianmian... are you shy?" Wen Shengsheng was almost bursting with laughter.
Her hands were very soft, and her voice was very sweet.
Qin Heming gave a nonchalant "hmm," while Madam Qin and Cheng Yuan were struck dumb.
"You rely on your looks to please others; you'll grow old eventually. You're shallow," Cheng Yuan accused Wen Shengsheng.
Unexpectedly, Wen Shengsheng leaned on Qin Heming's shoulder like a soft-boned kitten, glancing at Cheng Yuan: "You want to, but you don't."
Cheng Yuan, whose appearance had been mocked, trembled violently, clearly quite angry.
"He Mian, she's humiliating Cheng Yuan. Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Madam Qin questioned.
"Someone come here."
When Qin Feng entered, Madam Qin looked smug, and even Cheng Yuan, who was standing to the side, felt much better at this moment.
"Throw it out." Qin Heming waved his hand indifferently.
The next moment, Qin Feng grabbed Cheng Yuan by the collar and threw her out. Next was Madam Qin, who nearly fainted from anger.
Her fingers trembled: "You unfilial son."
Finally, he left Mohui Villa in a huff.
After they left, Wen Shengsheng lifted her shoulder, but Qin Heming pressed her shoulder down in time.
“Mr. Qin?” Wen Shengsheng’s eyes were moist and sparkling, and her cherry lips moved slightly, like ripples spreading in the water, constantly stirring his heartstrings!
Qin Heming pinched her chin with his long, slender fingers.
"You're very bold. What did you call me just now?"
"Mianmian?"
A sudden pain shot through my jaw.
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