Wen Tingsong felt extremely wronged.
No matter how she explained, she seemed to be saying the wrong thing. Her mind raced, and she looked at her eldest son beside her. Just as she was about to speak, Wen Yanchu walked up to Wen Li.
"Little sister, your big brother has already asked the housekeeper to prepare your favorite meals. He has also found several business owners who want to have their fortunes told for you, and the price is five million per reading."
Wen Li immediately narrowed her eyes: "Thank you, big brother!"
After saying that, Wen Li tilted her head and looked at Wen Tingsong.
It was as if it was saying: Dad, what have you prepared for me?
Wen Tingsong: ...
Seeing her father's bewildered expression, Wen Li stopped joking. She suspected that if things continued like this, her father would burst into tears on the spot.
Since she went to Mangbei Mountain, her father has been constantly visiting her, always worried that she wasn't doing well there, and trying to find ways to feed her even though they are separated by thousands of miles.
If Wen Tingsong truly didn't care about himself, he wouldn't have needed to do these things at all.
Wen Tingsong drove home this time, and on the way, Wen Li talked about her experiences at Mangbei Mountain.
When Wen Xingming heard that there was even a dynasty they didn't know about, and that there was a giant ghost in the ancient tomb, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "That's amazing!"
Wen Yanchu was more insightful than her second brother: "Once this news is released, it will probably shock both domestic and international audiences. Hasn't the secret of the sudden demise of the Great Yong Dynasty been found yet?"
Wen Li shook her head: "The tomb has now completely collapsed. There are still some scrolls inside that haven't been moved out. Most of the experts have already left. It is estimated that Dayong, like those ancient kingdoms that suddenly disappeared in history, will need future archaeological experts to discover it."
The Wen family listened attentively to the interesting stories Wen Li told them. Although they didn't understand them, they were very emotionally invested.
Wen Li had been living a life of hardship for three or four months. When she got home, she didn't eat much and went straight to her familiar bed to fall asleep.
Mu Shuxin gave Wen Li a week off, during which Wen Li took Xie Zhan out for a walk and also went to her shop to have her fortune told.
Her store has been established for almost a year now. Although business is not exactly booming, her daily sales are comparable to those of some luxury brands in shopping malls.
As for Xie Zhan's fascination with big cities, now that he is the Ghost King, he is no longer afraid of daytime, to the point that he wishes Wen Li would take him out to play every single day of the year.
Wen Li took him sightseeing for several days in a row, but finally couldn't stop. She decided to give Xie Zhan some time and take him to the underworld after he had had enough fun.
These past few days, Xie Zhan has developed a taste for buying luxury goods. Wen Li watched the numbers on her phone ringtone decrease, and the veins on her forehead throbbed.
The Ghost King could briefly blend into the crowd, so much so that Xie Zhan would spend two hours every day sweeping through the mall.
Having only been in the big city for a few days, Xie Zhan, this ancient man, cut his hair short, styled himself with the same look as his idol, and changed into clothes even more flamboyant than Wen Xingming's.
Wen Li had to go back to school and didn't have time to take Xie Zhan shopping every day, so she simply gave him a black card.
Who knew that this damn emperor Xie Zhan could spend so much money? In just a few days, he had already spent nearly five million!
Xie Zhan, this Ghost King, is only worth ten million!
Wen Li couldn't take it anymore, so she immediately took a day off and took a ride-hailing service home.
I had just changed into my slippers when I saw Xie Zhan watching a palace drama and crying his eyes out.
Next to the sofa were the spoils of his shopping spree.
Wen Li couldn't resist the urge to slap Xie Zhan on the back of the head.
Xie Zhan was still angry, but when he turned around, he saw Wen Li, who was furious, instantly calm down and kneel down on the sofa cushion with a thud, her eyes sincere and confused: "I was wrong!"
Although he didn't know what he had done wrong, his beloved concubine had taught him that whenever a woman was angry, it was always the man's fault.
He's a man, so he's wrong.
Xie Zhan knelt down with effortless grace and immediately began to admit his mistake.
Wen Li was initially very angry, but she almost couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xie Zhan's innocent look.
She put on a stern face and said sarcastically, "You know you're wrong? How could a dignified ancient emperor like you know you're wrong?"
Xie Zhan felt a chill run down his spine, thinking he was doomed.
In the past, when his beloved concubine was angry, she would often talk to him like this. The key point is that he never knew what he did wrong. After trying to coax her for a long time, he would only make her angrier.
Xie Zhan's heart pounded: "Wen Li, I really know I was wrong."
Wen Li looked at him without saying a word, and Xie Zhan felt his heart pounding.
I thought to myself, "Is it a donkey or a horse? Do you want him to live or die? At least give me a straight answer!"
But Xie Zhan dared not say these things.
Seeing that Xie Zhan was about to cry again, Wen Li asked directly, "Then tell me, what did you do wrong?"
Xie Zhan: !!!
Are all women in the world cut from the same mold? How could he possibly know where he went wrong?
However, based on years of experience, Xie Zhan lowered his head and said, "I'm wrong about everything."
Wen Li: "That means they don't know where they went wrong."
Xie Zhan sighed: "Ancestor, just tell me!"
Wen Li stopped teasing him and pointed to the luxury goods on the sofa: "In less than half a month, you've spent nearly five million of my money. Do you know how much five million is? And what are you doing buying all these luxury goods? You bought four of the same style of bag!"
Xie Zhan blinked when he heard Wen Li's angry voice, and then he realized what Wen Li was angry about.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought something had happened that upset Wen Li.
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