Chapter 225 What's there to be afraid of when she's just a teenager?
"That's right."
Wen Ting leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped on his knees, a sinister look on his face: "We can't find a miracle doctor, Grandpa won't last much longer."
Two conditions for a will to be valid.
First, after the old man passed away.
Second, Wen Jianjian is eighteen years old.
"Wen Jianjian and that woman don't have any background, so they're relatively easy to deal with."
Wen's father stared at Wen Ting and said coldly, "Clean it up thoroughly, don't leave any traces."
"Um."
Wen Ting nodded slightly and was about to leave when he heard his father say, "Wait."
"..."
Wen Ting stopped and turned to look at his father.
“I heard that woman has a niece…” Mr. Wen said, “Her brother is a very famous and popular actor in the entertainment industry. Although he is an actor, he has some influence. Don’t mess with her.”
The most crucial thing now is to deal with Wen Jianjian and protect the family property.
There's no need to cause any more trouble.
niece?
Upon hearing this, Wen Ting couldn't help but picture the girl's delicate and beautiful face.
They do look fierce and are not easy to approach.
but--
Why should a teenage girl be afraid of her?
"knew."
After listening, Wen Ting strode out of the room, making a phone call as he walked: "Find a reliable person to help me solve something."
——
On the other side of the city.
Pei Jinwu was leading Wen Jianjian to eat dessert at Yue Shan Ju.
"Da da da—"
Ever since her cousin told her that bringing her out was to "get killed," Wen Jianjian's hands have been trembling uncontrollably.
Even though I know I have someone to protect me, I'm still very scared.
She was terrified that an assassin would suddenly jump out from somewhere and slash her neck.
On the other hand, her cousin—
A pile of empty plates sat in front of me, and I was in an incredibly good mood.
"Cousin, is Wen Yuan really coming here?" Wen Jianjian asked softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yuan led several girls in happily.
Pei Jinwu?
Upon seeing the two of them, Wen Yuan's smile froze instantly.
What bad luck!
I see those two bastards everywhere I go.
"Yuanyuan, what's wrong?" Her friend stared at her in confusion.
"fine."
Wen Yuan originally wanted to leave, but it was not easy to book a room at Yue Shan Ju.
In addition, she had already boasted that she would invite several friends to dine on the third floor.
These people come from families with higher social standing than her.
She successfully built relationships with several people by being generous with her money.
He plans to use them to get to know more high-profile socialites.
Naturally, one cannot leave temporarily.
"Go in."
Wen Yuan forced a smile and was seated opposite Pei Jinwu by the waiter.
"Are there any other seats available?" Wen Yuan asked, trying to suppress her guilt.
Pei Jinwu and Wen Jianjian both know the secret that she is the daughter of a mistress. Who knows if they will have dirty thoughts and deliberately expose it to embarrass her?
The secret has been revealed...
Her life was completely over for the rest of her life.
"Yes, that's fine." The waiter smiled and handed her the menu. "Where would you like to go instead?"
Wen Yuan opened the price list for the location.
Although they are on the same floor, the prices are different due to their different locations.
The seat she's currently sitting in costs 19,999 for a single person.
The cheapest.
Other locations will generally cost around 70,000 to 80,000.
Some even require tens of thousands of yuan.
Although the Wen family was wealthy, the father and mother did not have a good relationship.
Mom didn't make much money.
They're still waiting for her to climb the social ladder and finally achieve success.
The 80,000 yuan she spent treating them to dinner was something she had to grit her teeth and pull out.
More—
No, there really isn't.
"It seems like the other positions aren't as good as this one."
Wen Yuan was caught in a dilemma. She was afraid of losing face and couldn't leave, but she didn't have the ability to show off. She could only force a smile and explain, "Never mind, this is fine."
"Next time, I'll take you to the top floor."
"Top floor?"
Hearing this, several girls next to her stared at her enviously. "I've only been here once with my dad, and we sat in the lobby. I never dared to dream of going to the top floor."
What's wrong with that?
Wen Yuan picked up her water glass and said without batting an eye, "Come anytime you want in the future."
As they were talking.
She was caught off guard by Pei Jinwu's meaningful gaze.
The other person was leaning back in their chair, slowly eating sunflower seeds, but their eyes were fixed on her.
"Cough cough cough..."
Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, her fingers trembled in fright, and she almost dropped the water glass.
"Yuanyuan, Wen Jianjian," the girl reminded them, "and Pei Jinwu too."
"..." Wen Yuan dared not utter a sound.
"Pei Jinwu is here, huh?" Another girl sneered twice, lowering her voice to complain, "No wonder Wen Jianjian, the daughter of a mistress, can afford to come to such a high-class place."
"that is."
My friend sipped his juice and sneered condescendingly, "In our socialite circle, which heiress or wife isn't legitimate? Wen Jianjian, that mistress's daughter, wouldn't even bother to carry my shoes."
"..."
Although the girl deliberately lowered her voice, Wen Yuan could hear her clearly.
Especially the constant references to a mistress's daughter...
It was like slapping her face repeatedly.
"The daughter of a mistress..." Just as she was feeling guilty, Pei Jinwu swirled his wine glass and suddenly spoke up: "I do know a story about the daughter of a mistress, do you want to hear it?"
"want!"
Wen Jianjian responded forcefully, cooperating fully, "I want to hear it!"
"good."
Pei Jinwu took a small sip of juice and slowly moved her lips. "Actually, you also know the real mistress's daughter."
"What's the meaning?"
The girls were bewildered and didn't understand what Pei Jinwu meant.
What is a real mistress's daughter?
"..."
Wen Yuan felt her breath hit her throat, her heart almost leaping out of her chest.
Pei Jinwu, she wouldn't actually tell, would she?
It will definitely spread like wildfire among socialites.
All the talk of marrying up and becoming a superstar in the entertainment industry will eventually become nothing but bubbles.
"She is—"
Pei Jinwu finished the last sip of juice, wiped her lips, and then took a sharp turn in her words: "I'll tell you as we walk."
"good."
Seeing Wen Yuan so terrified, Wen Jianjian felt extremely pleased.
She finally experienced what it felt like to be roasted over a fire.
pity.
She is innocent, while Wen Yuan... has only herself to blame.
"..."
Watching Pei Jinwu and Wen Jianjian leave, Wen Yuan's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, slowly settled down. She pretended to be calm and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
"Yuanyuan, why do you look so pale?" her friend asked.
"How could he possibly be happy when he encounters a mistress who has ruined his family's reputation?" someone chimed in. "And Pei Jinwu even said that the mistress is someone else?"
"Who else could it be but Wen Jianjian?"
"..."
Wen Yuan clenched her fists, her delicate nails pressing against the flesh of her palms, the pain quickly calming her down.
no.
She couldn't delay any longer; she had to get rid of Pei Jinwu as soon as possible.
After the party ended.
Wen Yuan returned home and found her mother.
Upon hearing this, Wen's mother immediately became furious.
"Pei Jinwu?" Mother Wen cursed, "Who does she think she is, daring to bully you?"
"mom."
Wen Yuan's face was still pale as she urgently exclaimed, "Quickly find someone to kill her! I can't take it anymore!"
——
good evening.
Wuwu: If we're family, we'll all go to jail together.
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