Chapter 23 "Grandpa, my third uncle brought a woman home!"
When Sheng Yu'an first saw the wedding photos that were destroyed by Wen Yu, he felt as if his heart was being pierced by thousands of needles.
The pain was not a dull ache, but a dull tingling that spread throughout the body little by little.
He went downstairs angrily, intending to settle the score with Wen Yu immediately, but when he reached the garage, he felt confused.
Does Wen Yu really not intend to like me anymore?
They first met when they were sixteen.
Wen Yu, whose clothes were washed white, was brought home by Uncle Wen for the first time. That day was Ningning's birthday.
Then they all heard Uncle Wen say calmly, "Ningning, this is your sister, her name is Wen Yu."
Sheng Yuan looked at the girl whose trouser legs were half too short, with her head tied up in a high ponytail. Her facial features were clean and delicate, but she had a timid temperament and did not have the grace of a lady from a noble family at all.
He was the first to speak up for Wen Ning, "Uncle, how could this be Wen Ning's sister?"
Uncle Wen only heard a soft sigh. "Back then, Wen Yu and Wen Ning were mistakenly taken away in the hospital. Wen Yu is our Wen family's biological daughter, but she was abandoned in the hospital and sent to an orphanage. Wen Ning's family is gone. From now on, Ning Ning and Xiao Yu are both our daughters."
Sheng Yuan looked at the girl in front of him warily. He didn't care who was real or fake, but he just felt more distressed that Ningning received this bad news on her birthday.
Later, Sheng Yu'an learned that his grandfather did not plan to get engaged to Ningning.
He resisted fiercely, but his grandfather told him that the marriage between the two families could only be between blood relatives of the Wen family.
Sheng Yu'an hated his fiancée from the bottom of his heart.
But when he saw her covered in mud after being teased by someone, he couldn't help but help her.
This complicated feeling lasted until they finished taking wedding photos. I couldn't say I liked her that much, but I didn't hate her that much either.
But Sheng Yuan really couldn't understand. It was just a wedding dress. Why was she so excited about it? Was she going to give up even liking him?
Sheng Yuan took a deep breath and called Wen Yu again. On the 33rd call, she finally answered.
"Wen Yu, where are you?"
"What's the matter again?" The female voice on the other end of the phone sounded extremely impatient.
Sheng Yuan is a joke.
"Where are you? Let's meet and talk."
Wen Yu was silent for a long time and said, "I don't think we have anything to talk about."
"Wen Yu, even if you want to break off the engagement, you should at least meet with me and talk it out, right? My grandfather has always been good to you, hasn't he?"
Wen Yu reported a location, "You come here. I just hope that after this talk, we don't have to meet again."
Sheng Yuan hung up the phone and drove straight to his destination.
Only after Wen Yu hung up the phone did she realize that there might really be a next time.
But the next time we meet, it might be in court.
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Wen Yu found a parking lot. She took the subway and went directly to the parking lot because she had already sold her car.
Sheng Yu'an was driving his flashy sports car.
He frowned slightly, "Why not choose a cafe or restaurant?"
Wen Yu gave him a cold glance with an expressionless face, "Because I can't eat just looking at you."
She has a sweet appearance, but she has a natural sense of distance in her bones, and her whole person is very divided.
In the past, Wen Yu loved to purse her lips and smile cautiously because her mother told her not to show her teeth when smiling.
But now she didn't want to wear the hypocritical mask and fake smile anymore.
"Wen Yu, do you have to be so aggressive when you speak?"
"Go ahead," Wen Yu frowned impatiently, "What else do you want to say?"
"The wedding photos in the bridal chamber were taken by you."
Although Sheng Yuan said it in the affirmative, he really hoped that her answer would be "no".
But Wen Yu was destined to disappoint him, "Yes."
"We're about to call off the engagement, there's no point in keeping this kind of trash."
Sheng Yuan's three-dimensional features were filled with coldness. "You said our wedding photos are rubbish?"
Wen Yu lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Sheng Yu'an, isn't it?"
"In fact, if you don't want to marry me and get engaged to me, just tell me and I won't pester you."
"The day before our engagement, Sheng Yu'an and I asked you what you thought. Do you still remember your answer that day?"
Sheng Yu'an's expression was complicated, he remembered.
That day, he looked at the girl with tears in her eyes, her fingers pinching the hem of her skirt with such force that they turned white, and a faint blush appeared on her snow-white skin.
She said, "If you don't want to get engaged to me, I'll go talk to Grandpa Sheng and make it clear."
Sheng Yu'an should have followed her instructions and answered well that day.
But for some unknown reason, he couldn't bear to reject Wen Yu, so he said lightly: "No need."
It was because of his words "no need" that Wen Yu thought that he had a little love for her in his heart.
Sheng Yuan was displeased. "Wen Yu, why are you saying this now? I'm not unwilling to get engaged to you. As long as you stop making trouble, our wedding will go on as planned."
Wen Yu laughed self-deprecatingly, "Really?"
"Sheng Yu'an," her voice was very soft, and if you listened carefully you could hear a faint tremor, "I'm not a fool, nor am I part of the play between you and Wen Ning."
She took out a stack of photos from the envelope and threw them heavily at his angular face, "Is this what you said, you want to marry me?"
"All the photos here, big and small, and the photos hidden in your notebook, each one tells of your love for her, so why did you drag me into this love game of yours?"
The photo scratched Sheng Yu'an's cheek, leaving a clear red mark on his face, as if coldly mocking his crude lies.
Sheng Yuan's eyes narrowed as if someone had exposed a secret in his heart. "Wen Yu, you were peeking at my computer!"
Wen Yu chuckled, "Yes. I'm very glad I read it. This way I will be more clear-headed about leaving you!"
"No need to pretend, we're over it. As for the wedding," she pursed her lips and smiled, "go get married with the bride of your dreams."
Wen Yu walked away without looking back and quickly disappeared from Sheng Yuan's sight.
The photos scattered on the ground were like a slap in the face, hitting him hard on the cheek.
For the first time, Sheng Yu'an tasted bitterness, sour and bitter. It was the first time he was abandoned so decisively.
He bent down to pick up the photo, hesitated for a second, and finally got into the car alone.
The car's wheels rolled over the face of the person he had once been obsessed with, and he left the parking lot with an expressionless face.
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"Grandpa, do you know that I heard a big news recently!"
Fu Zhaohui's eldest son, Fu Jiaheng, who is also Mr. Fu's grandson, is mysterious.
"What?" Mr. Fu raised his eyebrows. "Don't play tricks on me. Did you go racing a few days ago? I think you're itching to play tricks again."
As Fu Jiaheng was speaking, his grandfather grabbed his ear and he grimaced in pain.
"Grandpa, I was wrong! You, you, you, let go!" Fu Jiaheng begged for mercy.
"Hmph, if you have to fart, hurry up and fart. I don't have time for you."
Fu Jiaheng rubbed his earlobe and curled his lips. "Grandpa, this is really careless. It's about Third Uncle. If I tell you, can't you reward me?"
Mr. Fu then became interested. "What could be wrong with your Third Uncle?"
He is a taciturn person who refuses to listen to anything. How could he give birth to such a weird child?
Fu Jiaheng smiled mysteriously and whispered in his grandfather's ear, "Grandpa, my third uncle brought a woman home!"
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