Wen Xingming thought Wen Li was his fan.
Wen Li thought he was an idiot.
She sighed silently, stood up, and walked over to Wen Xingming.
Master was right after all; if we don't go back soon, the Wen family is doomed.
Look, the clothes he's wearing are so mushy that not even a single piece of fabric can be pieced together.
Wen Li's gaze was too strange; if Wen Xingming couldn't see anything amiss, he'd be an idiot.
Awkwardly retracting his thumb, Wen Xingming asked curiously, "You're not my fan? Then why are you looking at me like that?"
It made him give a thumbs-up and grin like an idiot.
Wen Xingming wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Wen Li was now standing a meter away from him: "Judging from your appearance, you are my brother. My name is Wen Li."
As he spoke, time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.
Wen Xingming's mind went blank for a while before he could process Wen Li's words. He opened his eyes wide and subconsciously said, "No, are you sick? I have a sister!"
I've seen women vying to be his wife since I was a child, but I've never seen anyone dare to be his sister.
Everyone knows his sister is the family's darling!
Wen Li seemed surprised, but her hands quickly began to perform divination.
Finally, the thumb stopped on the Tun hexagram. Wen Li frowned and said with certainty, "Impossible. I just calculated it. There are no new children in the family, and the family is dominated by males and weak by females. Our father only has one daughter. You can't have any other sisters."
Wen Xingming, on the other hand, was filled with a murderous aura, his head was black, and there was a faint trace of blood in his skin.
Judging from his appearance, apart from his troubled love life, Wen Xingming's life has been quite smooth.
Could it be that someone sabotaged his work, just like Huo Yinghuai?
"Wen Li, right?"
Wen Xingming's voice rang out from above, his face slightly impatient: "Although we share the same surname, my younger sister is named Wen Sirou. She is my only sister, so please don't try to claim kinship."
After speaking, Wen Xingming pointed to a black Rolls-Royce outside the film crew's location.
The driver opened the back door of the Rolls-Royce, and a girl wearing a white mini-skirt got out of the car.
"See that girl? She's my younger sister."
Wen Li glanced over, narrowed her eyes slightly, and pursed her lips without saying a word.
At this moment, the girl that Wen Xingming was pointing at also walked over.
When Wen Sirou saw Wen Li's face, her pupils dilated slightly, but she concealed it very well.
She happened to be filming on the set of a movie next door today, and when she learned that Wen Xingming was also nearby, she came over to check on him.
Wen Sirou smiled at Wen Li in a friendly manner, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
"Second brother, is this your friend?"
"No, he's just someone who randomly claims to be my brother," Wen Xingming answered subconsciously, but after saying that, he felt a little sad and turned to look at Wen Li's expression.
He felt something was off.
He wasn't familiar with Wen Li, and it was Wen Li who made up relatives first, so why would he feel guilty about these words?
Wen Sirou smiled helplessly after hearing this, as if explaining, "I'm really sorry, I'm an only child, I don't have any twin sisters."
"Of course I know."
Ever since Wen Sirou arrived, Wen Li's gaze has been fixed on her: "Although I don't know what's going on, I'm the only daughter in the Wen family, so you're not real."
Wen Sirou's smile froze on her face, her dark eyes staring intently at Wen Li.
Wen Li let the other person look her over.
Wen Sirou's gaze was like a million rays, yet it couldn't shake Wen Li in the slightest.
"Absurd!" Wen Sirou could no longer hold back, her voice suddenly turning several degrees deeper: "This is not how you beg for food."
"I never lie."
During the hottest days of summer, Wen Li's costume was not breathable, and her face was slightly flushed, but her gaze was very firm: "Your face is strange, so I can't calculate your destiny. But do you look like him, or do you look like other members of the Wen family?"
Wen Sirou's face instantly turned ugly.
Even Wen Xingming glanced back and forth between the two of them upon hearing this.
When Wen Xingming saw Wen Li's familiar and friendly face, he suddenly realized who she was.
He had felt that Wen Li was familiar before and couldn't help but feel close to her. Now he realized that Wen Li's face was exactly the same as his family's!
However, although Wen Sirou looks very much like she did when her mother passed away, Wen Xingming remembers what Wen Sirou looked like when she was a child.
With a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and dark, dull skin, he didn't look like a member of the Wen family at all.
A bold guess instantly popped into Wen Xingming's mind. He looked at Wen Li and said, "You wouldn't happen to be the old man's illegitimate daughter, would you?"
Wen Li: "..."
How could her second brother have such a wild and unrestrained mind?
"Second brother, it seems I shouldn't have come here today. I'll be leaving now."
Just then, Wen Sirou finally spoke. Unlike her previous arrogant demeanor, she had long eyelashes and a pair of red eyes that looked extremely pitiful.
Wen Xingming instantly realized what was happening, looking at his sister with heartache, but not knowing what to say, he could only scratch his head helplessly and say, "I'll take you back to the film set next door."
Wen Sirou glanced at Wen Li, who stood alone to the side, her narrow eyes slightly upturned, but the smile quickly faded.
She nodded slightly, her voice soft and sweet: "Thank you, Second Brother."
"Wait!" Wen Li stepped forward. "You're in for a bloody disaster today. It's best to stay on set and not go out."
Looking at the crumpled amulet, Wen Xingming's temper flared up immediately: "Are you ever going to stop?!"
Without taking the amulet, he walked straight to the nanny van.
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