Chapter 231
In the afternoon, Wen Xin changed into a Chanel-style plaid dress, carried a small leather bag, and walked out of the house with elegance and leisure.
When she emerged from the bamboo forest and walked into the bustling village road, the villagers' eyes all fell on her, their eyes filled with amazement, and a little bit of unspoken inferiority and envy, as if they were looking at a noble lady from the city.
Is this really Wen Xin?
Has she changed so much after marrying Uncle Yan?
They still remember the past. The girl was beautiful, but the timidity between her brows made her seem like a doormat. When others praised her appearance, they often did so with a condescending pity.
Now, she is as radiant as the sun, and with a smile, she seems like a celestial being descended to earth. Beautiful and graceful, every move she makes is like a painting, creating an invisible world between them, making people only dare to look at her from afar, feeling inferior.
The villagers were somewhat at a loss, especially those who gossiped and spread rumors; their eyes darted around, avoiding her gaze.
But at this moment, everyone couldn't help but wonder, with such a beautiful, elegant, and angelic wife, would Yan Zeli still be interested in other women?
Um, by the way, where did that rumor come from?
"Aunt Wen...where are you going?"
Some villagers asked Wen Xin cautiously.
“Ze Li said he would finish his work today, and I figured I didn’t have anything else to do, so I thought I’d wait for him at the village entrance.”
Wen Xin seemed unaware of the rumors and answered with a smile.
Her gentle and good-natured demeanor made many people feel even more ashamed.
She's a perfectly good girl, why should she be dumped because of their gossip?
Given the Yan family's strange fate, how could Uncle Yan, who finally managed to marry a wife, possibly be unfaithful?
Wen Xin seemed oblivious to their emotional fluctuations. After speaking, she nodded to everyone and walked towards the village entrance.
The more you care about rumors, the more hysterically you try to explain them, the more people will believe that's how things are, and think that you're guilty.
It's easy to make them bow their heads; just slap them in the face with facts.
Wen Xin had just reached the entrance of the village when a car was parked there.
In this day and age, people who can afford to drive cars are quite remarkable, and many villagers stood at the entrance of the village watching with curiosity and envy.
Yan Zeli was respectfully invited down by a man in a black suit, accompanied by the village chief and a young woman in a blue dress.
Her gaze remained fixed on Yan Zeli, as she tried to find a topic to talk to him about.
However, Yan Zeli's aura was as cold as ice, his sharp and handsome face was expressionless, and he was so taciturn that he was too lazy to even reply with an "um," and simply turned his body aside, letting the village chief deal with her.
The young woman seemed quite disappointed and aggrieved as she tried to walk over to him, but suddenly she noticed that the coldness in the man's eyes melted away, replaced by a gentle warmth like spring flowers in bloom.
But he didn't even glance at her, and quickly walked towards the village entrance.
The young woman was stunned. She turned her head and looked in the direction he had walked. There stood a beautiful and elegant young woman.
She simply stood there quietly, yet she became the center of attention. The quaint village behind her became her backdrop, as if time and space overlapped, creating a hazy and beautiful scene that took one's heart out.
What made the young woman even more breathless was that the cold and aloof young man, who was indifferent to her, was incredibly gentle with her. He held her soft hand, embraced her, and whispered sweet nothings to her, his expression full of tender affection...
The girl bit her lip. She knew that Yan Zeli had already married a wife back in his hometown, but she was still unwilling to accept it.
In her mind, rural women were sallow-faced, thin, illiterate, rude, mercenary, and greedy. How could they be worthy of Yan Zeli, who was so outstanding, handsome, powerful, and mysterious?
Is she, the daughter of a high-ranking official in the city, really inferior to a country pheasant?
If Yan Zeli understood, he would know that only by being with her could he have the brightest future.
That country girl will only hold him back!
Wen Xin noticed the girl's gaze, lifted her eyelids, met her eyes, and smiled gently, her beauty sweet and pure.
Even though she showed no aggression whatsoever, the girl felt insulted and belittled, as if she were something dirty.
How dare a country bumpkin provoke her?
The girl gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with jealousy and resentment.
"young married woman?"
Yan Zeli felt heartbroken when he saw that his wife didn't even look at him or give him a kiss, and instead went to look at other people.
They hadn't seen each other all day, and he missed his wife terribly every minute of every day. Didn't she miss him too?
I feel so wronged!
Wen Xin turned her gaze and looked at him with a bit of speechlessness, feeling that her actions of coming out to greet him and incidentally showing her status as the hostess were really a bit superfluous.
This man probably doesn't even remember the name of that rich girl from the city.
Meeting her strange gaze, Yan Zeli asked with some concern, "Little darling, what's wrong? Did someone bully you today?"
Could it be that while he was away, that Wen Dafu family, those scoundrels, came to cause her trouble again?
A man was instantly filled with murderous intent. He decided to bury a White Tiger Demon at the entrance of the Wen family that night and kill them all!
Do you really think he's a pushover if you bully his wife once or twice?
Wen Dafu's family: "..." This is really sour!
Wen Xin's red lips twitched slightly, and she slowly spoke: "You!"
Da Yan was instantly speechless: "???"
What did my wife say?
What about him?
etc!
Wen Xin's almond-shaped eyes glistened slightly as she bit her lip, seemingly accusing him with a pained expression: "It's you."
Yan Zeli: "..."
Da Yan was at a loss and extremely anxious. "Wife, don't be sad. It's my fault, it must be my fault!"
After readily admitting his mistake, Yan Zeli asked cautiously, "Has it been because I've neglected you lately and haven't spent enough time with you that made you angry?"
"It was my fault. I won't do it again. Honey, don't be angry. What if you hurt yourself by getting angry? You can hit me or scold me."
Wen Xin's eyelashes fluttered as she leaned softly against him, then suddenly chuckled, "I was just kidding, why are you taking it so seriously?"
Yan Zeli's tense body relaxed slightly, relieved to know that she wasn't really angry.
She has a mild temper, but if you really anger or disappoint her, Yan Zeli has a premonition that his fate will be quite bleak.
He didn't care if she hit or scolded him; he was just afraid she wouldn't want him anymore!
That was something Yan Zeli truly couldn't bear.
"I was wondering why Uncle Yan seemed like a completely different person. It turns out it's you, Xiao Xin."
The village chief said with a smile, teasingly.
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