Chapter 23 Blames, "Your sister-in-law slept with someone else and didn't take responsibility..."
Holy crap!
"Depend on!"
"What the hell?!"
Wen Hong's words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing a great deal of wailing and howling.
A man who seemed to be on good terms with him patted him on the shoulder, grinning from ear to ear: "I never expected this! You arrogant capitalist, who always acts so high and mighty, actually had such a miserable experience! Hahaha! What do you call that? 'What goes around comes around!'"
Some people even asked, "Who is this girl? Do we know her? I have to kowtow to her, she's a real tough guy!"
Only the refined-looking bespectacled man discreetly adjusted his glasses, admitting his inferiority, and softly asked, "Boss, is this game absolutely unwinnable?"
Despite the teasing from the crowd, Wen Hong remained calm and composed.
Wen Miao was also hearing such explosive news from her brother for the first time. She glanced at Qiao Yunzheng with some concern and quietly leaned closer to ask, "Sister-in-law, do you... know about this?"
Qiao Yunzheng was somewhat stunned, still processing the information she had just heard.
friends with benefits?
Freebie?
Deceiving both body and mind?
She shook her head slightly; he probably wasn't talking about her.
Aside from the fact that she had once been infatuated with Wen Hong's body, there was nothing else that matched up to her.
Thinking that this man, who was excellent in every way, had once been admired by others, Qiao Yunzheng felt a sense of unease, as if something good was being coveted. She lowered her eyebrows and gently pursed her lips.
After everyone had finished mocking Wen Hong, they remembered Qiao Yunzheng sitting to the side and all quietly looked over.
Qiao Yunzheng didn't notice the stares from everyone. She just felt inexplicably stuffy and reached for the drink on the table.
Less than a second after she held it in her hand, Wen Hong had already snatched the "drink" from her hand.
He raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze: "Look closely, this is wine."
Qiao Yunzheng then realized that she had picked up the wrong cup.
"I accidentally took the wrong one..." she said absentmindedly.
Wen Hong tilted his head back and downed the glass of wine he had just intercepted, then tossed the empty glass aside.
Qiao Yunzheng stared at him. His head tilting back lasted only a few seconds, but every frame was clearly etched into Qiao Yunzheng's eyes.
Because of the backward leaning motion, his neck muscles were tense, their lines cold and sharp. With the swallowing motion, his Adam's apple bobbed, then quickly fell into the shadow of his collar.
All of this once belonged to someone she didn't know.
Depend on!
Qiao Yunzheng couldn't help but curse in her mind.
Because of the back-and-forth movements and unpredictable expressions of the two main characters, everyone realized that they might have caused trouble, and the once noisy scene strangely cooled down.
After a few seconds of silence, one of the boys shouted, "Hey! I've never been slept with before in my entire life!"
A burst of laughter managed to defuse the somewhat awkward situation.
Throughout the second half, Qiao Yunzheng was somewhat distracted and naturally did not notice Shen Qingli and Wen Miao, who were having a lively drinking contest on the side.
She rested her chin on her hand, burying herself in the far corner of the private room, watching the shimmering light and shadow on the ceiling.
Even from a distance of several people, Wen Hong's gaze remained fixed on her.
He didn't disturb her, he just watched quietly.
Time seemed to be fragmented within this small space.
One side was noisy and bustling, the other was quiet and peaceful.
By the time Song Nanchen finished his work and came over, most of the partygoers had already left.
Shen Qingli was already passed out on the sofa, completely drunk.
Song Nanchen glared angrily at Wen Hong, his condemnation clearly evident.
Wen Hong shrugged: "As you requested, I've taken special care of you. You're welcome."
Wen Miao remained standing there, stunned, until Song Nanchen carried Shen Qingli away.
She couldn't believe that his crush hadn't even glanced at her once from the moment he entered until he left.
So, when the party was completely over, Qiao Yunzheng had gained a heavy heart and a drunken Wen Miao.
Qiao Yunzheng helped her sit in the back row, letting Wen Miao rest her head on her lap to make her more comfortable.
Wen Hong sat in the passenger seat, and surprisingly, he didn't say a word.
Qiao Yunzheng felt a surge of anger and glanced at Wen Hong in the car's rearview mirror: "Are you sure she's your sister?"
Wen Hong raised an eyebrow: ?
Qiao Yunzheng: "Why didn't you stop her from drinking like this?"
Wen Hong clicked her tongue and said innocently, "Didn't you say that Miao Miao is an adult and it's okay for her to drink a little?"
Qiao Yunzheng opened her mouth, but was completely speechless.
She must be crazy to be so foolish as to try to reason with a lawyer, especially such a shameless one.
When they arrived home, Qiao Yunzheng first settled Wen Miao on the sofa, then took off her coat, changed her shoes, and wiped her face, keeping herself extremely busy.
Wen Hong, like a passerby who had nothing to do with it, leaned back in his chair with his hands in his pockets, watching her busy back and forth.
After drinking a few sips of warm water, Wen Miao finally regained some consciousness.
Her face flushed red. When she saw Qiao Yunzheng, she rushed over and hugged her neck tightly. As soon as she opened her mouth, tears streamed down her face: "Waaah, sister-in-law, I've been dumped...waaah..."
Qiao Yunzheng let her hug her, gently patting her back: "It's okay, Miaomiao..."
Wen Miao continued to sob intermittently, "Brother Nan Chen has a girlfriend... Waaah... I can't like him anymore... He... He just..."
Qiao Yunzheng didn't know how to comfort the heartbroken girl, so she could only stay quietly by her side, listening to her continue to ramble on: "I just saw them kissing... they kissed... sob sob sob... sister-in-law, do you understand how it feels when the person you like kisses someone else?"
Wen Miao's intelligence had been completely clouded by alcohol: "Waaaaah, my heart hurts so much... It feels like someone ripped a huge chunk out of it... Sister-in-law, do you know? Waaaaah..."
Qiao Yunzheng was affected by the girl's heartbroken emotions and couldn't help but think about what Wen Hong had said during the game.
Being used as a sex partner by the girl I like.
Friend!
They not only kissed, but also slept together.
Qiao Yunzheng hugged Wen Miao with deep empathy: "I understand..."
"What do you know?!"
Wen Hong, who had been standing there motionless for half a day, finally made a move.
He grabbed Wen Miao's arm and pulled his sister, who was clinging to his wife like an octopus, off Qiao Yunzheng.
Wen Miao was very dissatisfied with this rude person. With snot and tears still on her face, she glared at him angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Wen Hong glanced at her disdainfully, then grabbed Wen Miao's sleeve and rubbed it against her face a couple of times.
Then, she said coolly, "What's the point of crying to her? She doesn't understand you."
As she spoke, Wen Hong glanced coolly at Qiao Yunzheng beside her: "After all, your sister-in-law slept with someone and didn't take responsibility, deceived someone's feelings and then disappeared, and she has this brother and that younger brother following her around, tsk..."
Wen Miao, who was in a daze, obviously couldn't understand what he was saying.
He was clearly saying this to her.
Wen Hong paused for a moment, then a cold smile appeared on her lips: "Wen Miao, tell me, how do you expect her to understand you? Aren't you just making things difficult for her?"
Qiao Yunzheng was as if she had been struck by a bolt of lightning that happened to pass by, leaving her completely scorched and battered.
She heard every word Wen Hong said, so why couldn't she understand it when they were put together?
So, the woman he was referring to as the one who deceived him both physically and emotionally was her?
Author's Note: Thank you so much to "Sunshine" for the nutrient solution! *lifts you up and spins you around* [heart emoji]
For writers with a daily writing obsession, keeping up with word counts and rankings is just too difficult, really too difficult. This kind of approach will likely lead to failure. [crying emoji]
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