Chapter 10 Chapter 10
After returning to the bedroom and changing clothes, Wen Ying was in a dilemma.
She stood by the bed, looking at the two pillows snuggling together, not knowing what to do.
Wen Ying bit her nails and fell into thought. Should she return the pillow to Chen Li? Or wait for Chen Li to lie on this bed again tonight?
Just as he was struggling with his conscience, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Wen Ying was startled and went to open the door for him.
"What?" She tried to look more natural.
Shen Li leaned against the door frame and looked at her: "Does your stomach still hurt?"
Wen Ying shook her head subconsciously: "It doesn't hurt much anymore."
"Oh," Shen Li said, his expression unreadable. "Then I'll take the pillow back."
Wen Ying suddenly felt a little regretful, wondering if it would be too deliberate if she changed her words and said that she still had abdominal pain.
Just as she was thinking about it, she found that Shen Li walked to the bed but stood there motionless.
Wen Ying felt strange and her face flushed when she looked at the bed - the underwear she had just taken off was thrown casually on the bed.
The black lace bra lying on the bed was particularly eye-catching on the beige sheets, making it difficult to pretend not to see it.
"Haha," Wen Ying laughed dryly, walked over in three or two steps, picked up Chen Li's pillow and blocked it in front of him, "Go to bed early."
Chen Li was pushed out of the bedroom door by Wen Ying, holding a pillow. He looked back at her with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Wen Ying stood at the door and said, "What for?"
Shen Li looked at her strangely, with a wicked smile on his lips: "Wen Ying, I never knew you were so talented."
"Bang!" The wooden door was slammed shut, and Shen Li could almost feel a gust of wind whistling past his eyes.
"Chen Li!" Wen Ying gritted her teeth through the door, "You'd better forget what you just saw."
Chen Li deliberately teased her: "Why should you forget? Wen Lu, don't forget, we are still husband and wife. What's wrong with a husband praising his wife's body?"
There was silence inside the door.
Chen Li knocked on the door: "Wen Ying, be more confident. You are beautiful and worthy of my praise."
Wen Ying opened the door and said, "Do you want to stay here tonight? You're going back to sleep after having so much fun. Aren't you being too hard on yourself?"
Shen Li couldn't tell whether she was telling the truth or a lie.
He was a little bit uncontrollable and confused. He took half a step forward and swallowed. "Are you serious?"
"Bang!" The door was closed again, and if Shen Li had not stepped back in time, it would have almost hit his nose.
"Of course I lied to you!" Wen Ying laughed. "Prosecutor Shen, you have to remember that sexual harassment can be a crime even between husband and wife."
Chen Li raised his hands in surrender: "I lost to Wen Lu, and I am convinced. Good night, Wen Lu."
"Shen Li!"
Hearing Wen Ying's exasperated voice, this time it was Chen Li who laughed out loud.
Wen Ying stood behind the door with her arms folded, and suddenly felt that it would be nice if this kind of marriage life continued.
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On the anniversary of Wen Lin's death, almost everyone in the Wen family gathered.
He was the first college student in the Wen family and was quite prestigious in the family when he was alive.
Wen Ying was wearing a black woolen coat and a black high-necked sweater underneath. She stood in front of Wen Lin's tombstone, not knowing what she was thinking. She just lowered her head and looked out of place with the Wen family members who were chatting next to her.
The early winter wind was already a bit chilly, swirling towards them. A corner of Wen Ying's coat was blown up, and she felt light and fluttery, her back bleak, as if she was about to be blown over.
Chen Li had requested leave, but something urgent had to happen at the hospital, requiring his signature on an important document. He had gone to the hospital that morning, and when he arrived at the cemetery, this was what he saw.
"What are you thinking about?" Shen Li stepped forward and touched her shoulder.
Wen Ying lowered her head, not wanting Shen Li to see her red eyes.
"I wonder, if he hadn't gone to the orphanage when he was five, or if he had chosen another child in the orphanage, where would I be now? What would my life be like?"
"There are no ifs in life," Shen Li's voice was low and deep, rubbing against Wen Ying's eardrums. "You can get your parents' love and live a stable and peaceful life because you are a good person. Even if your father hadn't met you, there would be another father who would give you a happy life. Because of Wen Ying, you deserve to be loved."
Wen Ying turned her head to look at him.
Shen Li said seriously: "Don't feel guilty about everything you have. Dad loves you because you deserve his love."
Shen Li looked at the Wen family members on the side. Almost no one in the Wen family regarded Wen Ying as a relative. Even Wen Cong could only follow Wen Lei obediently and wink at Wen Ying and Shen Li.
Shen Li's words were meaningful. He was predicting her mood in advance and giving her a shot of cardiotonic preventive medicine.
Wen Ying hummed, "I understand what you mean."
The official business over there had been completed. Wen Lei acted like the boss of the Wen family and waved his arm to greet everyone: "We've booked two rooms at the Lihui for lunch. It's cold, let's go have some food and drinks together."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Ying again, and finally his eyes fell on Shen Li's face.
Shen Li has a dignified and cold appearance, and because of his profession, he looks stern, with a kind of coldness that keeps people at a distance.
Wen Lei reluctantly said, "You guys come too."
He started to walk away, and only then did Wen Cong dare to come out from the side, muttering quietly, "It was my sister who originally booked the room, and he's acting like he has the final say."
Shen Li only cared about Wen Ying's mood: "Do you want to go?"
Wen Ying said, "Why not? If I weren't here, he would really think he was the backbone of the Wen family."
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At the family dinner, Wen Ying sat at the main table.
Wen Lei's face was not looking good, but because Chen Li was there, he didn't say anything. He just pulled the other cousins to clink glasses and talk nonsense under the influence of alcohol.
After three rounds of drinks and most of the food, a distant uncle, flushed from drinking, asked Wen Lei with a smile, "My brother-in-law's child works at the Qingjiang Subdistrict Office. I heard the demolition plan for Qingjiang Road has been finalized. Back then, when we couldn't get enough to eat, we sold our houses to raise food. Your family is lucky. Your house has been worth several times its value until today."
Wen Lei laughed proudly at first, his breath drunken. "As they say, things change over time. When you sold your house to improve your life, we were really envious for a while."
Another uncle chimed in, "Huh? I remember your ancestral home was sold in the 1990s to allow you to start your business. Now, only Brother Wen Lin's row should be left on Qingjiang Road."
Everyone at the table looked at Wen Ying. Her uncle smiled strangely, "You're so lucky. A row of demolished houses fell from the sky."
Wen Lei slammed his wine glass down on the table, making a sharp sound that was neither loud nor soft.
Everyone at the table fell silent in an instant, and most of the people sobered up. They looked at each other and waited for the show to begin.
Wen Lei stared at Wen Ying intently, "The Wen family's ancestral home has been passed down to the descendants of the Wen family. You don't have the surname Wen, and you still want to take advantage of it?"
Wen Ying pretended not to hear and lowered his head to drink tea.
Wen Lei punched the cotton, his blood boiling under the influence of alcohol: "Who do you think you are? I don't know where you came from. You've occupied my nest and provided you with food, drink and education for so many years. Now you want to occupy our ancestral home?"
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Wen Ying smashed the teacup in his hand into the middle of the dining table. Tea and soup from the dish splattered everywhere, and porcelain shards shattered everywhere.
Several uncles practically jumped up from their seats and stepped back, complaining to Wen Ying: "How could you turn hostile after just a few words, kid? Your uncle is not wrong."
Wen Ying sat there, a smile still on her lips. "I feel it's too late for him to say so much. I should have asked the security to kick him out of the Lihui from the beginning."
Wen Lei stood up, pointed at Wen Ying's nose and cursed: "Who do you think you are? You want to kick me out?"
Wen Ying folded her arms and looked at him as if he were watching a joke. "Who am I? Today is my father's death anniversary, and I booked the room. Why don't you think you are real? How dare you come to someone else's house and give them orders?"
Shen Li chuckled softly.
Choosing to argue with a lawyer is definitely not the best option.
The noise here alarmed the neighbors, and the women came running over and blocked the doorway with a lot of chatter. However, looking at Wen Ying's fierce eyes, no one dared to come in to dissuade them.
Wen Lei was humiliated in public and was furious: "I'm telling you, if you dare to take the demolition compensation from our Wen family, I will make you pay!"
The amount of demolition compensation was huge, an amount that Wen Lei had never dreamed of receiving in his life, so he would rather fall out with her than not stop Wen Ying.
Chen Li stood up, took Wen Ying's coat, pulled her up from the chair, and lowered his head to put the coat on her.
"Are you full? I have a meeting in the hospital this afternoon, so let's go first."
Wen Ying let him do whatever he wanted, with his hand held by hers.
After such a farce, Shen Li finally spoke up: "Even if Wen Ying is not Dad's biological daughter, legally, they are father and daughter. The ancestral house on Qingjiang Road belongs to Dad. As his sole heir, Wen Ying has the right to inherit 100% of this row of ancestral houses."
He had already walked to Wen Lei holding Wen Ying's hand.
Shen Li was tall and strong, and he stood in front of Wen Lei with a look of disdain, making Wen Lei look like a clown.
"You're just a sideline relative. I've shown you extra leniency by letting you sit here for dinner today. It's not your place to interfere in the demolition matter," Shen Li said in a chilling voice. "If you dare lay a hand on her, I'll personally send you to jail. I advise you not to fall into my hands. Xiaoying has been tolerant of me out of kinship, but I have no regard for you."
Wen Lei was so frightened that he couldn't say a word and could only gasp for breath in anger.
Chen Li took Wen Ying's hand and walked out of the room. No one dared to stop them and made way for them.
Shen Li held his hand tightly, not letting go for a moment.
Wen Ying walked to the elevator and a waiter pressed the button for them.
Wen Ying nodded and said to the waiter, "The bill for rooms 306 and 308 will be paid by Mr. Wen Lei inside."
The waiter replied "OK", and just then the elevator came up and Shen Li and Wen Ying walked in.
The moment the elevator door closed, Wen Ying burst into laughter, and then collapsed beside Shen Li with exhaustion.
Shen Li reached out and hugged her, looking at her with a smile.
Wen Ying patted his chest and said, "Prosecutor Shen is truly courageous. No wonder he is so invincible in court."
She laughed so hard that tears came out: "You didn't see what Wen Lei looked like just now. I almost couldn't help laughing on the spot."
Chen Li took her in his arms as they walked out of the elevator and toward the parking lot: "Is it that funny?"
"Of course," Wen Ying wiped the tears from her eyes. "I'm incredibly grateful to be the main litigator in the marriage and inheritance case. If I really met you in court, I probably wouldn't be able to hold back my laughter."
Shen Li also laughed, his chest resonating and vibrating. "Wen Lu is no less capable than me. I won't dare to easily anger you in the future. You looked like you were going to tear Wen Lei apart."
After the two of them got in the car, Shen Li stopped smiling and said, "You have to be more careful in the future. Wen Lei is a stubborn person. I'm afraid he might go to extremes."
Wen Ying, however, felt that he wouldn't, and that Wen Lei was just being stubborn. But seeing that Shen Li was genuinely worried, she answered him seriously to reassure him, "Don't worry, I will."
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