Ye Xinning thought of the last time she saw Wen Yu; she was also wearing sunglasses and sitting by the window, looking so melancholy.
Aunt Wen is over forty years old this year, but all these years she has never looked for a man and has been waiting for her father. This sincere affection often makes Ye Xinning feel ashamed of herself.
Having loved Chen Lin for so many years, she sometimes felt so tired. That helpless anticipation without seeing a future was truly painful.
Sometimes she wondered how Aunt Wen had managed all these years.
Pulling herself out of her complicated thoughts, Ye Xinning strode over. Wen Yu heard the sound and turned around. Seeing her coming, he immediately stood up.
"Young Miss, you've arrived."
Ye Xinning opened her arms and hugged her, saying, "Aunt Wen, you must be tired from your journey."
"It's no trouble at all." Aunt Wen patted her back gently, just as she remembered. "Please sit down, Miss."
Ye Xinning sat down, and Wen Yujian noticed that she looked tired again. He asked with concern, "Miss, haven't you been resting well lately? You don't look well."
"It's nothing, I just had a few drinks last night."
Shen Lin, that unrestrained person, caused trouble again, which is why things turned out this way. Of course, it's not appropriate to say that last sentence to Aunt Wen.
"It's just a little wine, that's good, that's good. But drinking is bad for your health, Miss, you should take good care of yourself."
Ye Xinning knew that Wen Yu cared about her, so she shook her head and said, "It's okay, Aunt Wen, don't worry."
"By the way, I've been observing over there for so long, and there's something I'm not sure if I should tell Miss."
"Please speak."
"I suspect that the child in Jiang An's belly is not Mr. Shen's."
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