Feng Xueying felt a little annoyed. If she had known that the eldest daughter of the He family was such a thing, she would not have lowered herself to win her over.
An orange cut into eight pieces is tacky, but cut into six pieces looks like a lotus seat? Don't be ridiculous, it's all eaten. Feng Xueying has never felt that way. It's just because of He Jingjing's status that she praised her so much.
"Aunt Feng, your nanny's quality is really poor. She can't even cut an orange into six slices properly. The sizes are uneven. I have no appetite just looking at them. Our Aunt Li is really good. She can even carve a rose out of an apple." He Jingjing chattered and praised her own cook.
Wen Ziqing couldn't help but frown. Six slices of an orange? What the hell? No wonder Aunt Liu looked so pale just now.
If you want to carve an apple into a flower and eat it at home, no one will say anything, but if you go to someone else's house and make such comments, I really don't know what's wrong with your brain? Wen Ziqing was full of contempt.
He Jingjing looked up and saw Wen Ziqing standing at the entrance. He was wearing a military green casual suit, which made him look even more aloof.
So cool! I love it!
He Jingjing jumped up from the sofa and called out in surprise: "Cousin Ziqing, you're back."
Then, He Jingjing rushed towards Wen Ziqing with a gust of fragrance.
Wen Ziqing dodged the approaching soft jade fragrance. The strong perfume made Wen Ziqing's nose itch, and he wanted to sneeze. He Jingjing's perfume was so strong that Wen Ziqing held his breath for a moment.
He Jingjing missed, stumbled, and almost fell. Seeing that Wen Ziqing did not open his arms to welcome her as she had imagined, a trace of grievance flashed across He Jingjing's face.
"Ziqing, your cousin Jingjing has come all the way from Kyoto to see you. You must treat her well." Feng Xueying looked at Wen Ziqing with a loving face.
At that moment, Feng Xueying's mind raced with several thoughts. The dumber He Jingjing was, the better for the Wen family. Wen Ziqing wasn't talkative anyway, acting like a mute all day. Who knew what kind of wife she'd marry in the future? She was now lumping He Jingjing and Wen Ziqing together; in reality, Wen Ziqing had gotten the better deal, having saved him from the clutches of that country girl.
He Jingjing? Wen Ziqing couldn't help but want to hold his forehead.
If Feng Xueying hadn't reminded him, Wen Ziqing really couldn't connect the innocent and lively girl in front of him with the unruly and hot-tempered He Jingjing in his impression.
Today, He Jingjing wore a red pullover sweater and crisply ironed black khaki pants, revealing the delicate beauty of a well-off family. Two years later, He Jingjing's baby fat has faded considerably, and her chin has become more pointed, making her small eyes appear larger. She's also grown taller, acquiring a more youthful demeanor.
"Cousin Ziqing, don't you welcome me?" He Jingjing's eyes flickered and she almost shed tears.
In the past two years, He Jingjing has been thinking about the cold and indifferent Wen Ziqing. She looks forward to growing up quickly and the day when she can see Wen Ziqing again.
Unfortunately, Wen Ziqing hadn't been to the Cao family in Kyoto for the past two years, and every time He Jingjing went back with Cao Yumei, she was disappointed. A few days ago, He Jingjing heard that her uncle, He Boyuan, was on a business trip to Qingshan City. Remembering that Wen Ziqing lived there, she quickly insisted on following him.
"Yeah." Wen Ziqing replied expressionlessly. Are you kidding? He and He Jingjing weren't even close. Whether He Jingjing came to the Wen family or not, did it have anything to do with him?
Wen Ziqing ignored He Jingjing and nodded to Feng Xueying on the sofa as a greeting. After doing all this, Wen Ziqing did not stay where he was. He quickly went up to the second floor and returned to his room.
In his previous life, after Wen Yiran's death, his family had been on a downward spiral. Cao's grandmother wanted Wen Ziqing to marry He Jingjing, pooling the strength of both the Cao and He families to ensure a more stable future for Wen Ziqing.
He Jingjing, however, was dismissive of Wen Ziqing. By then, the Cao family's father had passed away, and the Cao family's status in Kyoto had declined significantly. In He Jingjing's eyes, Wen Ziqing was just a member of a branch of the Wen family in Kyoto. Even if he was a grandson of the Cao family, how could he be worthy of her, the eldest daughter of the He family?
Wen Ziqing had no feelings for He Jingjing in his previous life, and now that he is engaged to Zhou Yuanyuan in this life, it is even less likely that he would have any feelings for He Jingjing.
"Grandma Feng, why do you think Brother Ziqing is like this?" He Jingjing couldn't help but feel angry and anxious when she saw that Wen Ziqing's expression didn't change at all and that he obviously didn't like to have contact with her.
If she hadn't had a fortuitous encounter and knew that Wen Ziqing would achieve extraordinary success in the future, He Jingjing would not have chased after him so shamelessly.
"Child, it's not that Ziqing doesn't welcome you; he's grown up and is shy!" Feng Xueying patted the back of He Jingjing's hand lovingly, but her heart was filled with calculations. He Jingjing came from a good family background. If Ziqing could marry her, their branch of the Kyoto family would definitely become much more important in the future.
Wen Jingtao, the old man of the Wen family in Kyoto, has an extraordinary status in China. Over the years, Feng Xueying has been working hard to please Wen Jingtao and transfer back to Kyoto.
In Feng Xueying's opinion, Wen Yiran is the most outstanding one among the second generation of the Wen family, and is not inferior to Wen Jingtao's biological sons.
Feng Xueying was very dissatisfied. Wen Yiran was so outstanding, but he could only stay in a remote small city like Qingshan City. Meanwhile, the direct descendants of the Wen family stayed in the prosperous Kyoto.
Feng Xueying is a person with aspirations. Half of her life has passed, and her only wish is to help Wen Yiran stand higher. It would be best if Wen Yiran could squeeze out the other members of the Wen family and take over Wen Jingtao's position.
Unfortunately, Wen Yiran and Feng Xueying have different ideas. In Wen Yiran's view, it doesn't matter where he works, or whether the place of work is prosperous or remote. What matters is whether the place where he works can allow him to do practical things for the people and do things that are beneficial to their livelihood.
Because of their different opinions, Wen Yiran and Feng Xueying had argued over the years about whether to transfer back to Kyoto. Wen Yiran felt that Feng Xueying was becoming more and more snobbish as she got older, while Feng Xueying felt that Wen Yiran was becoming more and more stubborn as she got older.
Especially the engagement of Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan, which Wen Yiran thought was a great thing. Zhao Qingshan was a war hero with a clean background and noble character, and the descendants he would raise would definitely be good.
Feng Xueying, however, found this a disgrace. Although her Wen family wasn't a wealthy family, they were still far beyond the reach of a country girl like Zhou Yuanyuan. Whenever Feng Xueying thought of her eldest grandson marrying a country girl, she felt it was an absolutely intolerable humiliation.
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