"Hide quickly." Wen Ziyun said in a low voice.
"Why are you hiding? Am I so shameful?" He Jingjing was a little unhappy. It was one thing for her to dislike Wen Ziyun, but the way Wen Ziyun disliked her was intolerable to He Jingjing.
"Whatever you want." Wen Ziyun didn't want to persuade him anymore. He knew that He Jingjing was a bit crazy sometimes, and she liked to go against him.
Feng Xueying knocked on the door several times before Wen Ziyun opened it.
Wen Ziyun's door was only open a crack. Although Wen Ziyun's body blocked the view, Feng Xueying still saw a red figure flash past inside.
Red? It seems He Jingjing is wearing a red dress today!
Feng Xueying frowned and asked softly, "Ziyun, is Jingjing in your room?"
"No, I'm alone." Wen Ziyun didn't expect Feng Xueying's eyes to be so sharp, and he looked a little flustered. If Feng Xueying found He Jingjing in his room, would he be suspected after what happened tomorrow morning?
Thinking of this, Wen Ziyun couldn't help but take half a step forward, and his hands subconsciously closed the gap in the door smaller.
"Ziyun~! It's okay for young people to fall in love, but they must not do anything wrong!" Feng Xueying glanced at Wen Ziyun's trembling hands and gave him some meaningful advice.
Honestly, if the person in Wen Ziyun's room today hadn't been He Jingjing, Feng Xueying really wouldn't have bothered to get involved. Wen Ziyun was already eighteen years old, an adult. In Kyoto, there weren't many families like theirs who weren't engaged by eighteen. The Wen Ziyun siblings had always been "ignored," ultimately because many people in their circle looked down on their biological mother, Wu Xiuli.
Feng Xueying had always liked the eldest son, Wen Yulong, and she also liked the sweet-talking brother and sister, Wen Ziyun and Wen Ziqiu. Feng Xueying knew that as long as the Wen Ziyuns could get into a good university, their marriage would not be far away. After all, being Wen Yiran's grandson was not a bad status.
It was already night. Feng Xueying saw He Jingjing in Wen Ziyun's room, acting so sneakily and not wanting to be known. She was afraid that Wen Ziyun was young and ignorant and had done something irreparable, so she spoke up to persuade him.
"Grandma, what do you want to talk to me about?" Wen Ziyun's face turned red and white, feeling a little embarrassed and angry, but he didn't dare to get angry at Wu Xiuli, so he had to change the subject.
"Oh, I was asking if you wanted to eat some noodles. They're still hot!" Feng Xueying then remembered the purpose of her visit to Wen Ziyun and got back to the topic.
"Grandma, I don't want to eat anymore. I'm afraid I'll get indigestion when I go to sleep." Wen Ziyun said this, lowering his head without looking at Feng Xueying. Wen Ziyun was afraid that he couldn't control the anger in his eyes.
Hehe... In just a few minutes, he didn't hear Feng Xueying coming into the kitchen. The thing Feng Xueying told him to eat must have been the bowl of noodles she'd made for Wen Ziqing. Wen Ziqing wouldn't eat it, and his grandma told him to eat it? Humph! Would Wen Ziyun rather pick up the things Wen Ziqing didn't want to eat?
"You kid, didn't you just say you were hungry? Forget it! I don't care, eat it if you want." Feng Xueying felt a little annoyed. Wen Ziyun had just said he wanted to eat, and now she had kindly asked him to eat, but he didn't want to eat. It was really inexplicable.
Feng Xueying’s idea was very simple. She had already prepared the noodles, so whoever was hungry could eat it. She wouldn’t have to serve them!
Wen Ziyun looked at Feng Xueying's back, a ferocious look flashing across his face. They all looked down on him, and when he had the power, he would get back at them all.
He Jingjing felt that she was about to fall asleep when she saw Wen Ziyun walk into the room.
"What's wrong? Why are you giving me that look?" He Jingjing felt unhappy when she saw Wen Ziyun's face was long.
"No, I'm not angry with you." Wen Ziyun reached out and rubbed his slightly stiff face, forcing a smile.
"That's good!" He Jingjing reached out and patted Wen Ziyun's cheek, saying frivolously.
Wen Ziyun was filled with resentment, but her voice was gentle: "Jingjing, my grandma just saw you in my room. How about... we just live together?"
"That damn old woman scolded you... or me?" He Jingjing raised her eyebrows, a trace of murderous intent flashed across her face.
"No, my grandma didn't say anything. She just told me to take it easy." Wen Ziyun chuckled and touched a place he shouldn't have touched.
"Tsk! You're a man anyway, so you're not at a disadvantage." He Jingjing stretched out a finger and drew circles on Wen Ziyun's bare chest. Honestly, if Wen Ziyun wasn't such a loser, He Jingjing wouldn't have to marry Wen Ziqing. After all, Wen Ziyun had been treating her quite well these past few days.
"Jingjing, why don't you marry me? Aren't we a good couple?" Wen Ziyun applied a little force. Honestly, Wen Ziyun really didn't want He Jingjing to leave him. They were already in this relationship, and yet He Jingjing was still rushing to get close to Wen Ziqing, which made Wen Ziyun feel that his charm was far inferior to Wen Ziqing's. Besides, He Jingjing was an "immortal," so she should have some elixirs and magic weapons, just like his aunt Wu Xiuyun. Marrying her seemed like a good idea.
"No!" He Jingjing's voice was so loud that she startled herself. Marrying Wen Ziyun? He Jingjing had no such thoughts. Wen Ziyun was only suitable for playing around. Marrying him? Would it bring her supreme glory and status?
"Then... let's have a farewell party! After all, after tonight, you'll be my sister-in-law." Wen Ziyun's heart was filled with jealousy, but his eyes were full of affection. Hehehe... A woman like He Jingjing is full of ambition, so let Wen Ziqing enjoy it! Speaking of which, it seems that Wen Ziqing picking up her own old shoes is not bad!
A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Wen Ziyun's mouth.
Soon, a series of ambiguous noises echoed from Wen Ziyun's room. After a long moment, Wen Ziyun's voice rang out from the darkness: "Jingjing, did your medicine work? Can it really make Wen Ziqing promiscuous? Don't wait until everyone's here tomorrow morning and you haven't done anything. That would be such a shame, wouldn't it?"
"How is it possible? 'Gods are falling'! I heard... that even gods can be bewitched, not to mention that I added 'Thousand Days of Drunk'. After tonight, you can expect to call me sister-in-law!" He Jingjing said proudly.
He Jingjing's words were a bit vague. Wen Ziyun listened carefully, but still couldn't understand who had given He Jingjing such a "high-end" medicine. It seemed that He Jingjing really had a lot of good things on her! He just had to wait until tomorrow and send someone to Wen Ziqing's room to "catch them in adultery."
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