Feng Xueying greeted her, and Wu Xiuli sat down at the table, her anger simmering. Wen Yulong rubbed his swollen cheek and walked to the table with his head lowered. Wen Yulong knew his father might have even more powerful tricks waiting for him. If he didn't eat now, he wouldn't be able to eat later.
When Wen Yiran invited him to dinner, Wen Yulun was the first to follow. Regardless of whether Wen Yulong was unlucky or not, Wen Yulun had no intention of watching the fun. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he and Wen Yulong were brothers, brothers who shared the same fate.
The meal at the Wen family ended in silence.
After dinner, Wu Xiuli winked at Feng Xueying, meaning that Feng Xueying should take the lead.
Feng Xueying looked at Wen Yiran's dark face and didn't want to speak.
"Dad, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid others will say that I, as a stepmother, am prejudiced against Ziqing." Seeing that Feng Xueying didn't show up, Wu Xiuli had to jump out herself.
"If you're afraid of what others will say, be nicer to the child." As soon as Wen Yiran opened his mouth, Wu Xiuli was choked and almost couldn't breathe.
Before, Wen Yulong and his family lived far away and only returned home once a year. Wen Yiran didn't have any opinion about Wu Xiuli. After all, she was his son's daughter-in-law. As long as his son liked her, they as parents would not say much.
Since Wen Yulong was transferred to the Northwest Military Region, Wu Xiuli returned to Kyoto with her two children. In order to save money, Wu Xiuli returned to the old house with her children and lived with Wen Yiran and his family.
As time went by, Wen Yiran realized that Wu Xiuli, the eldest daughter-in-law, wasn't as gentle and virtuous as she appeared. Wu Xiuli loved to instigate Feng Xueying, saying bad things about the second daughter-in-law, Wang Qiuyan, and the third daughter-in-law, Zhu Xiaoru. This was especially true after the "fairy lady" Wu Xiuyun became a sensation in Kyoto. Fortunately, Wu Xiuli didn't have a tail, otherwise she would have been wagging her tail narcissistically several times a day.
It was because Wu Xiuyun's elixir saved Feng Xueying that Wen Yiran was so patient with Wu Xiuli. Otherwise, given Wu Xiuli's behavior in the Wen family, Wen Yiran would have kicked his eldest son and his family out long ago. Anyway, the other two sons of the Wen family had already established their own families, so Wen Yiran thought it was normal to have another son, Wen Yulong.
Wen Yiran couldn't help but compare his former daughter-in-law Cao Yumei with Wu Xiuli, and the more he compared them, the more he felt that his son Wen Yulong had no taste. Such a superficial woman, yet Wen Yulong treated her like the apple of his eye, doting on her to the point of indifference.
After learning Wu Xiuli's true identity, Wen Yiran recalled the personality and appearance of his eldest grandson, Wen Ziqing, when he first came to live with them at the age of four. It was clear to him that Wen Ziqing's previous autism might have been caused by Wu Xiuli and Wen Yulong, this incompatible stepmother and biological father.
Because of this, Wen Yiran basically didn't talk to Wu Xiuli at home. Even when Wu Xiuli sometimes came to him to talk about something, Wen Yiran didn't want to pay attention.
"Dad, I'm just afraid that Ziqing will make a mistake! Jingjing and Ziqing have been staying in their room for almost two days and haven't gone out. I'm worried that these little kids don't know how to take care of themselves. They're restless day and night, and it will be troublesome if they suffer from kidney deficiency." Wu Xiuli muttered, her voice so loud that even Mother Wang in the kitchen could hear it clearly.
Wen Yulong and Wen Yulun looked at each other in bewilderment. This news was shocking. The cold-hearted Wen Ziqing actually liked He Jingjing? So much so that he slept with her before they were even married? And they'd been sleeping together for two days? He hadn't left his room for two days and two nights?
Damn it! For two days and two nights, Ziqing has been so unrestrained that he can grind an iron rod into a needle! Wen Yulun thought.
Oh my god, this kid really has the demeanor of his father. When I was younger, I didn't seem to be as good as him. One day and one night is already the limit, Wen Yulong thought.
Oh my! There's so much going on in the Wen family's household every day. Should I just quit after this month? Wang Ma wondered.
As a senior housekeeper, Aunt Wang is well aware of the principles of life. There are too many troubles in the host family, and it is no joke if you are accidentally implicated.
"What? What are you two doing at home? Can't you pay attention to the children?" Wen Yiran was almost going crazy. He was worried sick about Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan's engagement, and this guy is hooking up with He Jingjing?
This sleep will surely kill Zhou Yuanyuan, my wife. Oh my God! Wen Yiran thought.
No, Ziqing isn't that kind of person. Could it be that Wu Xiuli, his stepmother, is plotting against him?
For a moment, Wen Yiran's mind raced through several possibilities. Drugging? Getting her drunk? Forced marriage?
Wen Yiran had a conspiracy theory. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that his eldest grandson was ruined by his stepmother.
The living room of the Wen family was in an uproar, but Wen Ziqing was completely unaware of it as he was still immersed in his cultivation.
Two days ago, after Wen Ziqing used his spiritual sense to knock He Jingjing unconscious, he ignored He Jingjing who had fainted on the floor, closed his eyes and continued to absorb the spirit of Taoist Baopu.
Seeing that Wen Ziqing had returned to normal, Kong Ming secretly congratulated himself. Fortunately, his master was sensitive to the name "Zhou Yuanyuan," otherwise, they would both be finished today. You know, a cultivator trapped in an inner demon is not so easy to wake up.
Wen Ziqing, who had awakened from his inner demons, knew that his state of mind was unstable. Before he had eliminated the negative energy brought to him by Taoist Baopu, he could not stop refining Taoist Baopu's soul. Otherwise, if there was still a trace of consciousness in Taoist Baopu's soul, he would still be in danger.
In this way, Wen Ziqing completely forgot about He Jingjing who fainted in his room, and he didn't know that Wu Xiuli had actually put the big hat of "promiscuity" on him in front of the whole family.
After Wen Ziqing had expelled all the negative energy from his body, there was a knock on his door.
"Ziqing, are you in there?" Wen Yiran's voice was that of someone else. After a moment's shock at Wu Xiuli's words, Wen Yiran came to his senses and hurried upstairs. He didn't believe his eldest grandson was a "lustful" person. If he could truly discover that Wu Xiuli was behind this, Wen Yiran swore that even if Wen Yulong knelt down and begged him, he would make her pay the price.
When Wen Ziqing opened his eyes, he saw He Jingjing lying unconscious on the ground.
Damn it! I’ve been practicing to the point where I’ve forgotten about this annoying woman. Wen Ziqing thought.
Wen Ziqing looked at his naked upper body, quickly grabbed the clothes on the bed and put them on, then called out, "Grandpa, please wait a moment."
Wen Ziqing had wanted to take a shower first, but Wen Yiran's knock on the door was quite urgent, so it seemed that he would have to wait a while. Thinking of He Jingjing's hand that wanted to touch his chest when Kong Ming woke him up, Wen Ziqing couldn't help but feel nauseous.
After Wen Ziqing put on his clothes, he waved his hand and threw He Jingjing out of the window. The window of Wen Ziqing's room was right outside the Wen family's back garden. Except for Uncle Wu who took care of the flowers and plants every morning, it was rarely visited at other times.
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