Chapter 60: The Dementor
Wen family villa, living room.
Wen Zhendong was full of anger, and slammed the teacup in his hand on the ground: "It's all to blame Wen Sinuan, this little slut! β
With a "bang", the teacup was torn apart and the ground was in shambles.
The servants were already so frightened that they all hid in the room.
Song Chunzhu glared at Wen Zhendong and scolded lightly: "You be quiet, don't scare Yu'er." β
After speaking, she hurriedly sat down on the sofa, hugged Wen Ruyu's shoulders, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, baby, let's go home, no one can hurt you anymore, don't be afraid, don't be afraid......"
Wen Ruyu's eyes were dull, and she curled up in Song Chunzhu's arms with dirty up and down, trembling.
Her hair was unkempt, and her proud face was gray.
"What's the use of you just letting her not be afraid? The most important thing now is that Huo Wenhao's kid is going to join our family, do you understand?" Wen Zhendong knotted.
Song Chunzhu glanced at him and said coldly: "If you are rich, you will be rich, what's the big deal! I really marry Ruyu, I am still reluctant! I see that none of the Huo family are fuel-efficient lamps, and we don't know if we bully Ruyu when the time comes." Still at home, rest assured!"
Wen Zhendong glanced at her: "What do you know? The girl who married out spilled the water, and the boy who married out, that's the same! I valued Huo Wenhao at the beginning because he was the great-eldest grandson of the Huo family, and he is still the only great-grandson! But the old lady is now marrying him off and letting him be rich, and it is clear that she doesn't want to see him and doesn't want it. Do you understand?"
Song Chunzhu looked at him blankly: "I don't understand." β
Wen Zhendong sighed heavily, and patiently explained: "If Ruyu marries in the past, then Ruyu is the little grandmother of the Huo family. In the future, if a man and a woman are added, it will be the hero of the Huo family. In the future, when the Huo family divides the family property, there will inevitably be Wen Hao's, our Ruyu's, and even children. But now that Huo Wenhao is married, then there will be nothing, everything in the Huo family has nothing to do with us!"
Even if it is a few tenths of the Huo family's property, it is many times that of the Wen family!
But now, it's all gone!
When Wen Zhendong thought about it, he felt a cramping pain in his chest.
Song Chunzhu's face was full of disbelief: "Just get married like this, can Mrs. Huo not want her own great-grandson? Even if we marry Ruyu, it is impossible to not want Ruyu at all!"
"That's you!"
Wen Zhendong's lungs were about to explode, but he talked about chickens and ducks for a long time: "What kind of family is the Huo family? What kind of family are we? Is that comparable? Not to mention that there are so many people in the Huo family, there are not many Wenhao, and there are not many less than him." The people in the second room looked at each of them and felt sorry for Wen Hao alone, but they were afraid that they would have long been eager to kick Wen Hao out of the house. Why don't you take the opportunity to fall into the well now?"
Song Chunzhu pondered for a long time before he reacted: "Tiger poison doesn't eat children! The Huo family's hearts are also ruthless! Then our little young grandmother who is like a jade can't do it!"
"Not really!" Wen Zhendong gritted his teeth.
Wen Ruyu came back from the detention center in a daze for a long time, and then came back to her senses and muttered, "How can this be?
She hugged Song Chunzhu and cried: "Mom, I have suffered so many grievances, I just want to be the little grandmother of the Huo family? If I can't do it, what should I do? I don't want to work hard, I'm so tired, so hard!"
Song Chunzhu hurriedly hugged Wen Ruyu in distress and comforted: "Baby, baby don't cry, there is a mother here!"
She turned her head and glared at Wen Zhendong in annoyance: "It's all your fault, you have to find that little slut back to Chongxi, and said that she is a fool, she will let us fiddle, and she will be able to help Ruyu in the future? Not only did she not help anything, but she also bit us back." β
Wen Zhendong stomped his feet angrily: "I didn't expect her to be so bad! Besides, at that time, it wasn't to prevent Ruyu from marrying that cripple of the Huo family, so I pushed her over to marry instead." β
At the mention of Wen Sinuan, Wen Ruyu's eyes welled up with hatred: "Dad, do you believe that she is not a fool now? She is a poisonous snake, and all the snakes in the Huo family's snake pit are not as good as her combined! This slut has ruined all my plans, all of them...... Woowoo woo ......"
As she spoke, she began to cry bitterly.
Song Chunzhu patted Wen Ruyu's back and reassured: "It's okay, it's okay, my mother will let her come back sooner or later." β
"Yes, don't worry. Dad won't just leave it at that. Wen Zhendong hurriedly echoed: "She wants to rely on the Huo family to eat and drink spicy, and wants to be the third young grandmother of the Huo family for the rest of her life, I won't let her succeed! Hmph, since she is allowed to marry into the Huo family, then she doesn't want to stand up again!"
Wen Ruyu's crying stopped abruptly, and she sniffed and looked at Wen Zhendong: "Dad, have you thought of a way to deal with her?"
Wen Zhendong didn't answer directly, only hooked his lips and smiled sympathetically: "You guys, just look at it!"
......
In the evening.
Outside Huojia Villa.
When Wen Sinuan came back from school, she saw a young and beautiful woman standing outside the gate from a distance.
Chestnut long hair shawl, slender and tall figure, with a kind of gentleness that comes out of the bones.
From time to time, she looked into the door, and from time to time she looked at the time on her watch, as if she was waiting for someone.
This is looking for someone, right?
Wen Si warmed her belly, beckoned the driver to stop, and politely went over to ask, "Sister, who are you looking for?"
Song Fei'er raised her eyes, and her gaze fell shallowly on the girl.
rustic black-rimmed glasses, pimples all over the face, and a school uniform that is so loose that you can't see your figure at all......
All the details are exactly the same as the photos of Ah Ting's newlywed wife exposed on the Internet.
Song Fei'er laughed softly: "You are Ah Ting's new wife, right? My name is Song Fei'er, and I am Ah Ting's friend." β
Wen Sinuan was surprised.
If you can call him "Ah Ting" so naturally, it should be a good friend!
She nodded obediently: "Yes, I am Wen Sinuan, Ah Ting's wife." Hello, Miss Song!"
The word "wife", she bit very lightly, revealing the shame of her youngest daughter's family.
Song Fei'er's eyes seemed to be pricked by something, and her pupils shrank.
Wen Sinuan didn't notice her expression, her bright eyes blinked, and she said curiously: "Then did you call Ah Ting, why are you standing here waiting?"
Song Fei'er shook her head lightly, and her tone was calm: "He hasn't come back yet." I was afraid to disturb him, so I had to stand here and wait. β
"I won't bother, Ah Ting has a good temper!" Wen Sinuan smiled.
Just then, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.
Boom Boom β
Wen Sinuan looked up at the cloudy sky and muttered, "Oops, it's going to rain!"
She turned her head to look at Song Fei'er and said enthusiastically: "Miss Song, why don't you go in with me first and wait? You're Ting's friend, I can't let Ting's friend stand here in the rain!"
She smiled without suspicion, and her eyes were bright and sincere.
If someone else's wife sees a strange woman coming to her husband, I'm afraid the normal reaction is to rush out!
She is really the same as what she said on the Internet, a little silly!
However, at least a sincere and kind girl!
Song Fei'er sneered in her heart, and the smile on her face became more and more gentle: "Okay then!
"No trouble, no trouble!"
Wen Sinuan waved her hand neatly, opened the car door, and asked Song Fei'er to get in the car.
After Song Fei'er sat in, she also followed into the car and said, "Ah Ting rarely brings friends back." If you hadn't come today, I'd have thought he had no friends!"
When she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and snickered.
Gestures, are all girl's coquettishness.
Song Fei'er's eyes were a little sour.
Once, she and Ah Ting were also so naΓ―ve and simple......
"Miss Song, look, this side used to be the main building where my grandmother lived, and next to the main building was the East Garden where my parents lived, and the West Garden where Ah Ting and I lived, in the innermost part of the villa!"
Wen Sinuan's crisp voice interrupted Song Fei'er's thoughts.
She came back to her senses and smiled lightly, "I know." I'm familiar with this place and used to come a lot. β
"Really?"
Wen Sannuan's eyes widened with curiosity: "Then why did you come here often before, but now you don't come? Did you quarrel with Ah Ting?"
If you don't have a heart, it's like a knife poking into your heart.
Song Fei'er's eyes darkened, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little stiff: "I went abroad." Just came back recently. β
"Wow, haven't you and Ah Ting seen each other for a long time?"
Wen Sinuan sighed, and without waiting for Song Fei'er to answer, she continued: "Then Ah Ting will definitely be very happy to see you later!"
The corners of her lips fluttered, as if she had begun to celebrate their reunion after a long absence.
Song Fei'er smiled bitterly, lowered her eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "It should be unhappy!"
"What?"
Wen Sinuan patronized and was happy, but she didn't hear clearly for a while, and repeated: "What did you just say?"
Song Fei'er raised her head, her delicate face had returned to her usual gentle smile: "It's nothing, I said thank you for bringing me in!"
Wen Sinuan smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're Ah Ting's friend!
While speaking, the car had arrived in Xiyuan.
Wen Sinuan beckoned Song Fei'er to get out of the car, and jumped up and down in front to lead the way.
Song Fei'er looked at Wen Sinuan's back, looked at the gray cement pavement and the boundary between the lawn in front of the gate building of Xiyuan, and hesitated.
In the past, she came and went as she pleased.
But yesterday, she could only stand on the gray side.
Right now......
Wen Sinuan turned around and saw that Song Fei'er was still standing outside the garden, and asked suspiciously, "Miss Song, why don't you come in?"
Song Fei'er raised her head, glanced at somewhere on the second floor, and said softly, "This is coming." β
She straightened her back, and when she crossed the line, she silently thought in her heart: Ah Ting, I'm back! For you, I must come back!
in the living room.
When several servants saw Wen Sinuan coming back, they all stopped what they were doing and said neatly and respectfully: "Hello the third young grandmother!"
Wen Sinuan smiled and squinted, and her voice was louder and louder than theirs: "Hello!"
The servants were amused by her appearance and laughed.
When they first met, everyone thought that Wen Sinuan was too ugly and not worthy of the third young master.
But now, they all feel that only with Wen Sinuan is there, this Xiyuan is a real warm and popular home.
But when they saw Song Fei'er coming in after Wen Sinuan, everyone was stunned, and the smile froze on their faces.
Although I don't know who this young lady is, but yesterday she was standing outside, and the third young master's cloudy appearance was seen by everyone.
Wen Sinuan didn't know why, but when they were curious, she introduced with a big grin: "This is Ah Ting's friend, Miss Song Fei'er." Go ahead of your business, and I'll just call her. β
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to say more, and respectfully withdrew.
Wen Sinuan smiled and beckoned Song Fei'er to sit down on the sofa, and personally made her a cup of tea: "Come, you take a sip of tea first." I'm going to call Ah Ting and ask when he'll be back?"
Song Fei'er politely took the teacup with both hands and said softly, "No." In case you disturb him, it's not good. I'm not in a hurry anyway, just sit and wait. If you're not busy, can you talk to me?"
Wen Sinuan made herself a cup of tea, and said briskly: "Of course you can!"
Song Fei'er held the teacup and said softly: "Can you tell me, how did you and Ah Ting meet?
She always kept a graceful smile on her face, and her eyes looked around secretly.
After so many years, the furnishings and furnishings here are still the same as before.
It can be seen that Ah Ting is definitely a nostalgic person.
Hearing this, Wen Sinuan poured his hand for a moment, and scratched his head in disdain: "This, it's better to wait for Ah Ting to come back and tell you in person." β
didn't get the answer she thought of, and Song Fei'er was a little disappointed.
She continued quietly: "Look at your appearance, you are still in school! You are already the third young grandmother of the Huo family, what do you want, why do you still want to go to school?"
Wen Sinuan held the teacup and sat down on the single sofa next to Song Fei'er, with a hint of self-deprecation in her smile: "What a third young grandmother, I have to leave here sooner or later." β
"Why?" Song Fei'er was taken aback, and looked at Wen Sinuan for a moment.
Wen Sinuan calmly met her gaze and said with a smile: "I don't know, but I heard everyone say so, it should be true!"
Song Fei'er was stunned.
What does that mean?
Will she really divorce Ting?
Do you really have a chance?
Seeing Song Fei'er suddenly distracted, Wen Sinuan leaned over, raised her hand and shook it in front of her eyes: "Miss Song, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's fine. β
Song Fei'er realized that she was out of shape, and hurriedly lowered her head and took a sip of tea.
Tranquil temperament, elegant and dignified sitting posture, fair and delicate skin, long eyelashes, watery eyes, high nose bridge, round nose tip......
Everywhere is the golden ratio, impeccable to perfection.
Wen Sinuan looked at it and couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Song, you are so good-looking! I have never seen a girl who looks as good as you!"
She paused, then added, "And the more I look, the more I think you're a little familiar!"
Song Fei'er raised her eyes and said in surprise: "Have you seen me before?" Or did Ah Ting show you my photos?"
"Photos?"
Wen Sinuan was stunned, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
The outline of a painting flashed before my eyes.
She hadn't seen Song Fei'er, nor had she seen Song Fei'er's photo, but she saw the portrait that Ah Ting silently sketched in the study for several nights, and it was the person in front of her - Song Fei'er!
"Miss Wen, what's wrong with you?" Song Fei'er looked at her with concern, and a wave of hope slowly rose in her heart.
That's why she calls her: Miss Wen!
Wen Sinuan came back to her senses, put down the teacup, and smiled: "No, nothing." Like, I seem to know who you are. β
The hope in Song Fei'er's heart was projected in her eyes and turned into a touch of joy.
She smiled softer and softer, and said, "Then who am I?"
Wen Sinuan moved her lips, and was about to ask a question, when she heard a low and cold male voice sound-
"You're nobody!"
The angry voice swept through the door like a cold wind, and the temperature of the entire room instantly dropped to freezing.
Song Fei'er and Wen Sinuan were stunned at the same time.
In a moment, both men turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the gate.
Heavy rain was coming, and it was dark as if it was about to sink.
Whew!
A flash of light pierced the sky, and the white light shone on the man's figure for a moment.
He sat in a wheelchair, like a sculpture made of jade snow, and the violence and coldness swallowed up the remaining warmth between his brows.
The cold eyes and the sharp eyes of the eagle falcon, like sharp knives, pierce people's eyes.
Obviously, there is a cold feeling all over his body, but there seems to be a fire burning in his pupils, vowing to burn everything that comes into his eyes.
Even from such a distance, Wen Sinuan could feel the terrifying aura on the man's body, and it was extremely dangerous!
She had never seen Huo Liting like this!
Wen Sinuan froze for a moment, and after a while, she suddenly jumped up from the sofa, raised her lips and said, "Ah Ting, you're back!"
A loud and crisp sound, as if it could pierce the darkness.
The undisguised warmth of kindness seems to be fighting against the impending heavy rain.
Song Fei'er was completely captured by Huo Liting's cold eyes.
She felt like an antelope on the steppe with nowhere to run, locked by a cheetah and choking her throat.
Just when she thought she was going to sever her throat, she heard Wen Sinuan's voice.
Song Fei'er came back to her senses and quickly stood up, her gentle voice revealing weakness: "Ah Ting, you're back." β
Huo Liting didn't answer her, nor did he answer Wen Sinuan, he only coldly ordered: "Bai Yu, send off!"
The short and powerful four words are like a hammer hammer hitting everyone's heart.
Wen Sinuan's small hand hanging by his side slowly clenched.
She turned her head and looked at Song Fei'er inexplicably.
Song Fei'er's eyes were always on Huo Liting.
Song Fei'er slowly squeezed out an elegant and decent smile, the corners of her mouth were full of bitterness, and her eyes were full of tears: "Okay." It's not early, so I won't bother and say goodbye!"
The man looked at her, his dark pupils were dark and deep, and his tone was cold: "I really don't want to disturb, don't come back in the future!"
Song Fei'er's figure was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to be unable to withstand the blow, and shook slightly.
She clenched the kun bag in her hand, stabilized her figure, and tears fell in the blink of an eye: "Sorry!
A choked voice, with weakness and helplessness.
When the words fell, she pulled away and walked out.
Huo Liting drove the wheelchair straight away, away from the foyer.
Song Fei'er's pupils shrank, and her heart was like a knife.
He really hated her, and he couldn't even avoid her passing by him!
As soon as my heart was sore, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore and fell down......
Whew!
There was another thunderclap, and the rain poured down.
Bai Yu looked at the sky irritably, and secretly slandered in his heart.
God, you wait for her to go out before you go down, can't you?
He rolled his eyes and hurriedly said, "Miss Song, wait a minute, I'll go get the umbrella." β
Song Fei'er didn't seem to hear it, sniffing and walking out without squinting.
The slender heels landed on the smooth marble floor, and the effect of being stepped on by the drumsticks.
"Click", deafening.
Wen Sinuan frowned slightly, and hurried to catch up.
Song Fei'er had already stepped out of the door with one foot, and was pulled back by Wen Sinuan.
Wen Sinuan took her arm and said hurriedly: "Miss Song, it's raining too much now, and it's thunder and lightning, so I can't go." Even if you're not afraid of being caught in the rain, what if you're struck by lightning?"
Song Fei'er was staggered, almost twisted her foot, and was stunned when she heard this, as if she had been struck by lightning.
She looked at Wen Sinuan in disbelief, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.
Wen Sinuan reacted and hurriedly slapped herself in the mouth: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm not cursing you, I'm afraid you'll get hurt." β
With tears in the corners of her eyes, Song Fei'er still pulled out a faint smile: "Thank you, I'm fine." Staying here will only be annoying, so let's go!"
The words were said to Wen Sinuan, but her eyes were on Huo Liting.
The man was facing away from the door, motionless.
Song Fei'er gritted her teeth, turned around and rushed into the rain.
Obviously two people who are thinking about each other, why did they become like this?
Wen Sinuan didn't understand, so she only tightened Song Fei'er's arm: "Don't worry, it's not too late to stop the rain and go." β
After she finished saying Song Fei'er, she turned her head to look at Huo Liting again, and said eagerly: "Ah Ting, say something quickly! It's raining so hard, Miss Song will go out like this, she will get gonorrhea." Didn't you say that you had been waiting for Miss Song? You always painted her portrait in the study, and now that she has finally returned, you should let her stay!"
Huo Liting's hand on the armrest tightened.
Song Fei'er was taken aback.
After so many years, Ah Ting still retains the habit of painting her portraits!
And in front of his new wife......
Song Fei'er's watery eyes quickly flashed with joy, and her heart beat faster.
Seeing that Huo Liting was unmoved, Wen Sinuan was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "You obviously said that you liked her, and you painted so many portraits of her, why didn't you keep her......"
"Shut up!"
Huo Liting turned around, his black eyes stared at Wen Sinuan, and in his deep pupils, anger surged.
"Go back to your room!"
Wen Sinuan crashed into those eyes, the whole person froze, and her voice stopped abruptly.
If Huo Liting was dangerous before, then at this moment, it is definitely a soul dementor!
The overwhelming chill covered it, Wen Sinuan suddenly let go of Song Fei'er's hand, held her breath, she didn't even dare to take the elevator, and trotted upstairs all the way.
Song Fei'er turned around, slowly walked to the man's side, and half-squatted down elegantly: "Ah Ting, is what she said true?"
Without waiting for the man to answer, she said to herself: "Ah Ting, I really feel very happy and happy, and being able to hear these words from your wife's mouth makes me feel happier than you say to me in person." After all these years, I have never forgotten you. And you haven't forgotten me. It's really, really good!"
Just now, she clearly called Wen Sinuan "Miss Wen".
In the blink of an eye, he skillfully called her "your wife".
Huo Liting glanced at Song Fei'er coldly, and there was no anger towards Wen Sinuan in his tone, only indifference and alienation: "She's just a child, she doesn't understand feelings at all, you don't have to take it seriously." β