"Holy crap!!"
Suddenly, a faint female voice sounded behind her, startling Wen Yan so much that her heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out a curse.
She turned around and saw that it was Qiao Kexin, whom she hadn't seen for months.
Upon seeing her, Wen Yan immediately frowned.
"What are you doing here?" She showed no mercy to Qiao Kexin. "If you came here specifically to greet me, then you are not welcome here. Please leave."
"Yan Yan!" However, Qiao Kexin did not leave, but instead took a few steps closer to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan rolled her eyes at Qiao Kexin.
"Did you get Alzheimer's disease prematurely? If I remember correctly, we broke up a long time ago. Please don't call me by my name like that, it's disgusting."
Wen Yan really didn't want to look at Qiao Kexin anymore.
Since she was so shameless as to refuse to leave, she had no choice but to leave on her own.
Just as Wen Yan put her shoes back on, Qiao Kexin suddenly walked up to her and knelt down.
She grabbed Wen Yan's arms, her face full of sorrow, and she was almost crying.
"Yan Yan, I know I was wrong before and gave you a lot of bad advice, but now I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, okay?"
"Are you possessed?!" Wen Yan tried to shake Qiao Kexin off, but she didn't expect her to be so strong. Wen Yan struggled several times but couldn't break free.
She laughed in anger: "Do you think I'm a fool, Mr. Qiao! And you're pretending to know you're wrong? I think you're just kidding me."
"Just by looking at your mental state, I can tell you're unhappy with your life. You just happened to see me today and wanted to grab me as a lifeline, didn't you?"
"Let me tell you, absolutely not. You'd better give up on that idea now. And I'm warning you, let me go right now, or I'll really get rough with you."
"I won't let go!" Wen Yan guessed correctly; Qiao Kexin was indeed desperate.
Because her stepfather wanted to 'sell' her.
Her stepfather felt that she was of marriageable age, and he frequently took her out to various banquets, with the aim of showing her to all kinds of men.
However, in order to "sell" her for a good price, her stepfather preferred older men who were old enough to be her father, the kind who would become stepmothers in other families after marriage.
Qiao Kexin didn't want to marry an older man, and since she happened to see Wen Yan today, she immediately followed him.
She cried and begged Wen Yan, "Yan Yan, please help me for the sake of our past friendship. You're the only one who can help me now, really."
“My stepfather wants to marry me off to an old man, but I’m still so young, only in my twenties. My life shouldn’t be like this.”
"..." Wen Yan was speechless. "So what? What does this have to do with me? Are you on a credit blacklist or something? You can just take your ID card, buy a plane or train ticket, and leave this place!"
In fact, Wen Yan's suggestion was a good idea, but it was not Qiao Kexin's first choice.
Because once she escaped the Qiao family, she would be completely out of the circle of the wealthy. Although the Qiao family was not a powerful and wealthy family, Qiao Kexin was unwilling to live a life of poverty.
Of course, she could never reveal these thoughts to Wen Yan.
She was only focused on achieving her own goals.
"Yan Yan, things aren't as simple as you think. I don't dare to ask for anything from your eldest and second brothers, but I saw your fourth brother on a variety show. You and your fourth brother were the closest when you were in school."
"Please, could you talk to your fourth brother and ask him to pretend to be in a relationship with me? Just pretend, I won't really cling to him. Just let my stepfather know that I'm with the fourth young master of the Shen family, then he won't and won't dare to force me to marry someone else."
"Fuck!" Within just a few minutes, Wen Yan couldn't help but swear twice.
"Is your brain filled with the Pacific Ocean? You're insane!"
Wen Yan exerted force again, and this time she finally shook off Qiao Kexin's hand.
But Qiao Kexin clearly saw her as a lifeline, clinging tightly to her other arm and refusing to let go.
Wen Yan laughed angrily: "You, surnamed Qiao, asked for this!"
After saying that, she took off her high heels and slammed the eight-centimeter stiletto heels hard against Qiao Kexin's hand.
Qiao Kexin winced in pain and reflexively withdrew her hand.
She collapsed to the ground, looking up at Wen Yan with tears in her eyes: "Are you really that heartless? As a woman, don't you have any compassion at all?"
"You're sick!" If Wen Yan only disliked Qiao Kexin before, now she was disgusted. "I've become the villain, while your scheming and manipulation seem refreshing and unconventional, huh? Get lost!"
Seeing that Wen Yan was determined not to help her, Qiao Kexin suddenly smiled.
Then, she slowly stood up in front of Wen Yan.
She looked at Wen Yan, stopped pretending to be pitiful, and returned to her original appearance.
Jealousy contorted her expression, and she stared at Wen Yan with a cold smile.
"Wen Yan! Do you think you're superior to me? Or do you really think I can't do anything to you? Don't forget what kind of person you used to be!"
"You weren't planning to help me, were you? Then tell me, if your older brother Shen Jingxiu knew that you had planned to drug him, sleep with him, or even take nude photos of him to blackmail him, how would he treat you?"
"How will the Shen family treat you? Will you still have a brotherly and sisterly bond with these brothers in the Shen family? Knowing that you are such a despicable person, will your adoptive parents still keep you by their side, huh?"
"Your fate will likely be worse than mine. Tsk tsk tsk, I suppose you wouldn't want to end up like that."
"So Wen Yan! Do you know what you should do now? As long as you listen to me obediently, I can help you keep this secret, understand?"
"Ha!" Wen Yan found it amusing and even raised her hands to applaud Qiao Kexin.
"You don't think you can scare me like this, do you? Who do you think you are? Do you think my brother and the Shen family will believe you or me?"
"Hahaha, Wen Yan! You underestimate me too much. I have the chat history. I've taken screenshots of everything. Even if you don't want to admit what we talked about before, the chat history will prove it to you, understand?"
“…………” At the entrance to the terrace, Shen Jingxiu, who had come to deliver a shawl to Wen Yan on Su Yang’s orders, suddenly had a few seconds of mental blankness after hearing this conversation.
His brow furrowed, and he stood frozen in place, unable to move.
He only snapped out of his daze when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He turned around, lowered his head to answer the phone, and strode away from the place.
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