Si Nian, full name is Zhu Si Nian.
Zhu Si Nian is Shen Zhuo's wife and Shen Quan's mother.
As soon as Wen Ying said Zhu Si Nian's name, Chen Zhuo and Chen Quan's expressions turned cold and sinister at the same time, especially Chen Zhuo. His sharp eyebrows were filled with anger. At the same time, he felt a little dazed. It had been many years since he heard anyone mention Zhu Si Nian's name.
To Shen Zhuo and Shen Quanyan, Zhu's thoughts were like a taboo, a thorn in Shen Zhuo's heart that could never be removed!
Noticing that the two people's expressions were not right, Wen Ying slowly realized that she shouldn't have mentioned Zhu Si Nian. She frowned and said, "Chen Zhuo, I'm sorry."
“I couldn’t help myself when I saw this child.”
Mr. Shen is so similar to Zhu Si Nian.
Zhu Si Nian used to be her best friend, but because of that incident, they broke up and never had any contact again. To this day, Wen Ying didn't know whether Zhu Si Nian was alive or dead, or...lived the life she wanted with that man.
Mr. Shen exhaled a foul breath and shook his head: "I don't blame you, it's me who can't let go."
Wen Ying was silent for a moment, and didn't say anything else. She secretly raised her eyes to look at Yuan Jiang, and felt that she could never look enough. As she looked, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist again.
Yuan Jiang licked his lips unconsciously, hesitated, and slowly smiled at Wen Ying.
Wen Ying's tears instantly burst out.
Cheng Xiu saw all this and clenched the cup in his hand. He was anxious and eager to take Wen Ying away from the Shen family, but Shen Zhuo had already arranged everything. More than a dozen business tycoons surrounded Cheng Xiu and pretended to talk to him enthusiastically.
This was a feeling Cheng Xiu had never had before. Being praised by so many people, his uneasy heart was faintly suppressed by vanity and pride. A smile appeared on his face, and he began to chat with everyone with pretended calmness.
Chen Zhuo glanced at Chen Quan, walked to Cheng Xiu with a glass of wine, and pretended to pour the red wine on Wen Ying unintentionally.
Wen Ying stared blankly at the large patch of dark red wine on her chest that was quickly spreading, then looked at the expressionless Chen Zhuo, and suddenly something seemed to dawn on her. Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she struggled to leave Cheng Xiu.
Cheng Xiu turned his head: "What's wrong? Aying."
"I want to change into a dress." Wen Ying frowned and spoke in a calm tone.
Chen Zhuo took the initiative to speak: "Cheng Xiu, I'm sorry, my hand slipped."
Cheng Xiu noticed the empty wine glass in Chen Zhuo's hand and his eyes moved, but he was still hesitant about whether to follow Wen Yingzhu to change into a dress. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Zhuo winked at a real estate tycoon. The real estate tycoon understood what he meant, grabbed Cheng Xiu and pulled him into the crowd.
Cheng Xiu couldn't break free from the crowd, and was afraid of offending these wealthy people, so he could only shout loudly: "Aying, come back immediately after you change into your dress!"
Wen Ying gritted her teeth and didn't respond, desperately looking for Yuan Jiang. The next second, a white, soft hand grabbed her wrist, and a clear, soft voice sounded behind her:
"Come with me."
Wen Ying looked stunned, but her actions were faster than her brain. She subconsciously followed Yuan Jiang out of the banquet hall and came to Shen Quan's study.
Standing in front of Yuan Jiang, Chen Quan and Cheng Zhao, Wen Ying was at a loss like a child. She lowered her head and kept stirring with her fingers, feeling nervous and uneasy.
She asked weakly: "If you take me away like this, will Cheng Xiu..."
"This is the Shen family. Cheng Xiu has no room to speak." Cheng Zhao comforted Wen Ying first. He was always patient with Wen Ying and he was worried about her.
Wen Ying looked at Yuan Jiang for help.
Yuan Jiang's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of ambiguous emotion. She looked up at the timid Wen Ying and said in a gentle and soft voice, "Well, don't worry. No one can force you here."
"No, no..." Wen Ying cried and shook her head: "What about you, what will you do?"
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