Chapter 119 A Family

"It's so late, Miss Xie still has guests?" Yang Lie looked at Xie Zhuoning with a meaningful look.

Xie Zhuoning was also wondering in her heart, who would come to see her at this time?

"Who is it?" she asked loudly.

A clear voice came from outside the door, "Sister, it's me."

It turned out to be Wen Yan!

Xie Zhuoning asked again, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"I noticed that my sister had no appetite at dinner and didn't eat much, so I went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of eight-treasure barley soup for her."

Wen Yan's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, which made people feel warm.

This adopted brother is much better than the biological brother who is ungrateful.

Xie Zhuoning was about to let him in, but when he turned around, he saw Yang Lie still sitting next to him, and immediately rubbed his brows with a headache.

If Wen Yan saw this guy showing up in her room late at night, wouldn't she be tempted to go astray?

She had no choice but to refuse, "I'm already asleep, so I won't eat. You should go back and get some rest too."

"But I personally kept watch over the fire and boiled this eight-treasure barley soup for two hours... Forget it, since my sister has already rested, I will boil it for her tomorrow."

Even through the door, one could hear the grievance and disappointment in Wen Yan's tone.

Xie Zhuoning couldn't bear it any longer, "Wait...let me change my clothes."

"Okay!" Wen Yan responded obediently.

Xie Zhuoning looked at Yang Lie, frowned, and muttered softly, "Why haven't you fainted yet?"

He drank such a large cup of tea as soon as he arrived, he should have passed out long ago.

"What..." Yang Lie didn't realize anything yet and looked at her blankly.

As a result, before he could finish his words, he fell on the table in a daze.

Xie Zhuoning relaxed his brows and said, "I just said it's time."

The first time is new, the second time is familiar.

She dragged the person to the bed, pushed him under the bed, clapped her hands, and went to open the door for Wen Yan.

Wen Yan brought Eight Treasure Barley Soup into the house, served a bowl to Xie Zhuoning attentively, and said, "Sister, come and taste my cooking."

His eyes were black and bright, like the bright stars in the sky; when he looked at people intently, it was impossible for them to say no.

Xie Zhuoning took it and took a sip. His expression brightened immediately. "I didn't realize that you are such a good cook!"

Wen Yan lowered his eyelids and smiled sadly, "My father was in poor health before, and he often cooked porridge and boiled medicine. Sometimes my mother was too busy to do it, so she asked me to help. After a while, I became proficient in it."

In fact, the Wen family is considered wealthy. Wen Yan's father was born to Mr. Wen's second wife, so he was a late-born son. Although he was weak, he was brought up with great love and pampering.

But later, Master Wen became paralyzed in bed, and the stepmother had evil intentions. She wanted to instigate Master Wen to give most of the family property to her own son. However, she did not expect that she would end up hurting herself instead of gaining the money.

The first and second wives got the power of housekeepers, and they had no way to retaliate against the second wife for the difficulties she had caused them, so they started to take revenge on Wen Yan's father. Not only did they stop their expenses, they also transferred all the servants away.

His mother, a pampered young lady who had never had to do any housework, could only do everything herself and serve his father.

But even so, his father still went.

When his father died, several uncles turned against him, saying that his father was seriously ill and could not take care of him, and that he was the son of his mother's affair with another man, and kicked them out of the house.

His mother had no choice but to sell the pearl hairpin left by her grandmother in exchange for a place for them to stay...

At this point, Wen Yan's voice choked up a little, "Sister, I miss my mother. Where is she now? Is she doing well?"

Xie Zhuoning also asked why he came to show his courtesy in the middle of the night. It turned out that he missed his mother and was trying every possible way to ask her about her.

Although the purpose is not pure, Eight Treasure Barley Soup is quite delicious.

What's more, the mother and son depend on each other, so it is normal for him to worry about his mother.

After a pause, Xie Zhuoning said, "I can't tell you where your mother is now. But I can assure you that nothing will happen to her."

Yang He regarded Zhou Yaoniang as his own white moonlight, and wanted to hold her in high esteem and respect, so how could he dare to disrespect her in the slightest?

As long as Zhou Yaoniang didn't nod, Yang He would never touch her.

It was like this in the previous life.

So before leaving, she had already informed Zhou Yaoniang that she was only going there to repay a favor, not to sacrifice herself. She would be servile when necessary and would firmly refuse when necessary.

In this case, I'm afraid Yang He will still look up to her.

Murong Yan also arranged people to slowly infiltrate Yang He's side, so that if anything happened to Zhou Yaoniang, she could be rescued as soon as possible.

That was why she dared to promise Wen Yan that after the matter was accomplished, she would make sure his mother returned safely.

Hearing her words, Wen Yan's tense nerves relaxed and his eyes instantly turned red, "I thought my mother didn't want me... I thought my mother didn't want me..."

Xie Zhuoning was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize how much pressure he had been under during this period of time.

His mother has disappeared, but he has been adopted by the Zhenyang Marquis's Mansion. Anyone would be suspicious, right?

But he gritted his teeth and persevered. During these days, he excelled in all subjects and completed all of them in excess.

It was not until late at night, when he missed his mother so much, that he brought a bowl of eight-treasure barley soup to her house and carefully asked her about something.

Xie Zhuoning sighed, walked to his side, hugged him, and raised her hand to rub his head. "Don't keep anything in your heart in the future, just come and ask me directly. I'm your sister, we are a family, if there is anything, we will face it together, understand?"

Perhaps because he needed to release the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, Wen Yan leaned into Xie Zhuoning's arms and cried loudly, "Sister... Sister..."

He didn't stop until his voice became hoarse.

"I... I'm fine." Wen Yan's eyes were wandering, his ears were red, and he didn't dare to look at Xie Zhuoning.

It was really embarrassing for him, a man, to cry in front of a woman.

Seeing that he was shy, Xie Zhuoning couldn't help but smile, and poured him a glass of water, "Drink a glass of water to moisten your throat."

"Hmm." Wen Yan took the cup and drank it in one gulp.

When Xie Zhuoning saw the teacup, his heart skipped a beat.

Wait, what cup did she use to pour water for him?

Could it be the cup that Ye Wuque and Yang Lie drank water from?

I've already poured water into the cup twice, so there should be no problem...right?

“Boom—”

Wen Yan lay on the table.

Xie Zhuoning: "..."

It seems that the knockout drug that Ayu gave her was very effective.

There are three of them lying down in a row!

She sighed helplessly and was about to call Fuling and the others to get everyone out.

Unexpectedly, there was another knock on the door.

"Again?!" Xie Zhuoning raised his eyebrows, almost collapsing.