Wen Sirou's hands trembled, and a fierce glint flashed in her lowered eyes.
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On her way home, Wen Li sat by the window, looking at the tall plane trees outside, where the sound of cicadas chirping was especially pleasant.
When she got on the bus, her father and two older brothers each gave her a bank card.
Wen Li didn't come to her senses until the car stopped in front of the European-style villa.
Wen Li had come once before to resolve the issue of the Buddha statue.
But Wen Xingming had to go back to filming at the time, so he came and went in a hurry, and Wen Li never got a good look at the villa.
It's daytime now, so it looks even more spectacular than at night.
Through the car window, Wen Li saw that the wall was covered with ivy and rose branches, and the wall seemed to have no end.
The white paving stones are flanked by lush green lawns, and the surrounding plants are neatly trimmed. There is also a large fountain in the middle, and the sound of the flowing water brings a sense of coolness in the hot summer.
Wen Li was in a great mood.
As long as the Wen family members don't die, she can live in this place indefinitely.
The maid saw the car parked at the door and immediately went out to greet it.
At that moment, the door opened, and a woman wearing a light green cheongsam and with a head of big waves hurried out.
"Honey, where have you been? I just got back from my trip and haven't seen a single person. They're not replying to my messages either." The woman immediately threw herself next to Wen Tingsong, speaking in a sweet, coquettish voice, but her eyes kept glancing into the car.
Xu Yurong felt something was off.
Wen Tingsong often went out to work with his eldest brother, but rarely returned with his second brother.
Moreover, Wen Sirou was sitting in the car.
Wen Sirou also found it strange; her eyes were red, as if she had been crying.
As a qualified stepmother, Xu Yurong knew very well that the men in the family could be worthless, but her only daughter had to be a treasure.
So as soon as Wen Sirou got out of the car, Xu Yurong quickly expressed her concern: "Who made our Sirou angry?"
Xu Yurong deliberately brought up a sore spot, and Wen Sirou's face instantly darkened upon hearing it.
Looking at her daughter's state, Xu Yurong's years of experience told her that she had kicked the horse's rump.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively glanced at her husband, her eyes filled with pleading.
Wen Tingsong glanced at his wife and sighed softly. He was in no mood to explain, and simply said, "Have someone prepare a room yourself, the best room in the house."
Xu Yurong was still wondering why Wen Tingsong suddenly asked her to do these things herself.
Before he could even speak, a small, thin girl suddenly got out of the car.
Their eyes met instantly.
When Xu Yurong saw the similar features of Wen Li and the Wen brothers, her mind went blank for a moment.
Then Xu Yurong mechanically looked back and forth between Wen Li and Wen Tingsong's faces, and in that instant she seemed to understand something.
She thought about it very seriously—
Damn it!
Old Wen has an illegitimate daughter!
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