On the second floor, He Jingjing sat in a chair in a daze for a while, feeling angry.
No! This old woman can’t get away with it! He Jingjing became angrier and angrier as she thought about it, a cold light flashing in her eyes.
Downstairs, Wen Yiran had just finished his noodles when Aunt Liu came over to clean up. It was already past nine in the evening, and according to her usual working hours, Aunt Liu would have already left the Wen family.
Wen Yiran came back late today, and Aunt Liu couldn't just leave all the things to do.
"Xiao Liu, thank you for your hard work." Wen Yiran gave Aunt Liu a kind smile. Although Aunt Liu was the housekeeper of the Wen family, it was no longer Aunt Liu's working hours. He came home too late today and took up Aunt Liu's rest time.
"It's not hard, not hard at all." Aunt Liu waved her hand, feeling a little hot on her face.
Aunt Liu has worked in the Wen family for several years and knows Wen Yiran's temper. Wen Yiran is a straightforward person and will not say empty words. He praises you because you are really worthy of his praise.
Aunt Liu was delighted. Wen Yiran's compliment was the ultimate affirmation of her work. Even if Wen Yiran were transferred, the new boss and his family would surely vie to hire her. "Being a housekeeper sought after by an employer" was the highest honor for their support staff.
Aunt Liu was so happy that a smile appeared on her face.
Wen Yiran went to Kyoto for a meeting this time and was called in for a talk by the organization. If nothing unexpected happens, Wen Yiran's position will be moved up after the New Year.
Everyone wants to get promoted and make money. Wen Yiran is also a mortal, so he was naturally happy to hear the good news.
Over the years, Wen Yiran, following his uncle Wen Jingtao's wishes, had made considerable achievements in Qingshan City. Needless to say, Wen Jingtao had undoubtedly contributed greatly to his transfer to Kyoto. Wen Yiran knew Feng Xueying had always wanted to return to Kyoto, and sharing this good news with her would surely delight the old woman. As he pondered this, Wen Yiran couldn't help but smile.
Wen Yiran is usually very serious and rarely smiles, but when he smiles, he looks a lot softer.
Look at these two people, why do they have a feeling of love between a man and a woman?
Somehow, this thought suddenly popped up in Feng Xueying's mind.
No, Lao Wen is not that kind of person. Feng Xueying shook her head, getting rid of this ridiculous idea in her mind.
"Wen Yiran likes Aunt Liu." A woman's voice inexplicably sounded in Feng Xueying's ears, accompanied by a thunderous sound, shaking Feng Xueying's heart.
Feng Xueying was stunned.
At this time, Wen Yiran was no longer sitting at the dining table, but sitting on the sofa.
Wen Yiran usually liked to sit on the sofa and drink a cup of strong tea after dinner. Feng Xueying was supposed to make the tea, but for some reason, she just sat there motionless, in a daze.
Aunt Liu looked at Feng Xueying, and seeing that Feng Xueying didn't say anything, she had no choice but to go into the kitchen and busy herself with making tea for Wen Yiran.
Feng Xueying's mind was in a tizzy. Did she hear a woman's voice just now? Besides her and Aunt Liu, there were no other women in this house. Feng Xueying looked around, trying to find the woman who had spoken.
"Feng Xueying, be careful! Wen Yiran has fallen in love with Aunt Liu, and Wen Yiran is going to be snatched away by Aunt Liu." At this time, the woman's voice sounded in Feng Xueying's ears again, and this time, it was accompanied by a rumbling sound.
Feng Xueying's body shook and her eyes began to look a little confused.
"Wen Yiran likes Aunt Liu..." The same sentence, this time without any pause, accompanied by a rumbling sound, kept ringing in Feng Xueying's ears.
No, no, no, how could Lao Wen fall in love with someone else? The person he has always liked is me! Feng Xueying's eyes became more and more confused.
"Secretary Wen, please have some tea." Aunt Liu made the tea and brought it over, placing it on the coffee table in front of Wen Yiran.
"Thank you, Xiao Liu." After thanking Aunt Liu, Wen Yiran looked at Feng Xueying beside him. Why did he feel that the old woman's attitude tonight was a little strange? Was she unhappy about his words just now that he didn't let her take charge of Ziqing's marriage?
However, Wen Yiran was a man of principle. He had already promised Zhao Qingshan about Wen Ziqing's affairs, so he wouldn't let Feng Xueying interfere. Back then, if Feng Xueying hadn't interfered with Wen Yulong's affairs, the couple might not have lived such a respectful life, and Yulong's wife might not have passed away so early.
Alas, Yulong's wife died early, leaving Ziqing alone and helpless. It's worse than having no father. Thinking of this, Wen Yiran sighed deeply.
Wen Yiran's ideal daughter-in-law has always been Wen Ziqing's mother, Cao Aimei, not Wen Yulong's current wife, Wu Xiuli. Back then, Feng Xueying meddled in Wen Yulong and Cao Aimei's relationship, and the couple's relationship wasn't very good. These events were a hidden pain in Wen Yiran's heart.
In the living room, Wen Yiran was drinking tea and thinking about his own things. On the other side, Feng Xueying's mind was filled with the words "Aunt Liu wants to snatch Wen Yiran away."
"Ah..." Feng Xueying suddenly screamed.
Wen Yiran likes Aunt Liu? How could Wen Yiran like Aunt Liu? Aunt Liu wants to snatch Wen Yiran away? How could Aunt Liu snatch Wen Yiran from me? Bah! Is she worthy?
Feng Xueying opened her blank eyes, and what she saw in her pupils was Aunt Liu adding water to Wen Yiran while giving him a shy smile. In fact, Aunt Liu was not smiling at all. She was just doing her job silently as usual. It was getting late, and Aunt Liu was going to go home after cleaning up the kitchen.
Feng Xueying saw Aunt Liu smiling brightly. Meanwhile, Wen Yiran was staring into Aunt Liu's eyes.
This pair of dogs and bitches, were they hooking up right under her nose? Feng Xueying rushed over in anger and slapped Aunt Liu in the face.
"Xiao Liu, you bitch, are you worthy enough to snatch Lao Wen from me?"
"Director Feng?" Aunt Liu was stunned. She hadn't done anything, so how could she have earned such a slap from Feng Xueying?
"You bitch! I told you not to smile at Lao Wen! I told you not to seduce Lao Wen in front of me." Feng Xueying felt that one slap wasn't enough to vent her anger, so she pounced on Aunt Liu and slapped her again. Two big slaps, one on the left and one on the right, made Aunt Liu's cheeks red and swollen.
"Xueying, are you crazy?" Wen Yiran was horrified and quickly stood up to block Aunt Liu. Although Aunt Liu was a domestic worker, she was assigned by the organization to help the Wen family, not a servant. How could Feng Xueying curse and hit her so openly? If someone with ulterior motives knew about it, they could make a lot of trouble out of it, and it wouldn't be impossible to accuse Feng Xueying of "capitalist ideology."
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