She had been lying in the room until the evening, the redness and swelling on Yan Qiluo's face subsided, and the housekeeper came to knock on her door, so she cleaned up and went downstairs.

As soon as he walked to the living room, Yan Qiluo immediately felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Lin Mei's sobbing cries echoed in the quiet living room, she frowned and looked over, only to see Lin Mei covering her somewhat red and swollen face, and there were two scratches on her hand that had just scabbed.

Fang Ya sat beside her, patting her on the back and glaring at Yan Qiluo.

Wen Zheng and Wen Muyan had already returned, and the two fathers and sons sat there without saying a word, and the air pressure was very low.

Such scenes should be considered commonplace for Yan Qiluo, and in the past, those disgusting relatives in her family did not use such methods of framing and framing.

It's just that this is the Wen family, even if she is very powerful, it is not easy to use it completely.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Qiluo met Wen Zheng's inquiring gaze and slowly spoke: "Dad, is something happening?" ”

Seeing that she seemed to be blind to the injury on her face, Lin Mei secretly gritted her teeth angrily, and the sound of sobbing became louder.

"What is the injury on Lin Mei's face?" Ignoring the heartbroken Lin Mei who was crying, Wen Zheng spoke in a calm voice, wanting to see how she would answer.

Glancing at Lin Mei casually, Yan Qiluo shook his head, saying that he didn't know, and he didn't even want to say a superfluous word.

Wen Muyan raised his head and glanced at her, his eyes were dim.

Their eyes met for a moment, and she couldn't read the complicated emotions in his eyes, but he easily saw the red mark on one of her cheeks that hadn't completely faded, and he understood what was happening.

Secretly glancing at Lin Mei, who was still crying, Wen Muyan's lips hooked up a almost invisible sneer, this little trick between women couldn't hide from his eyes, but he was very curious, if he didn't have his help, how would this Yan Qiluo deal with this matter.

Lin Mei's crying and Fang Ya's comforting voice continued to reach Wen Zheng's ears, he frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, just moved his gaze to Wen Muyan's body.

With a clear cough, Wen Muyan looked at Yan Qiluo indifferently, and her thin lips opened lightly: "The injury on Aunt Lin's face really has nothing to do with you?" ”

It seemed that he never thought that he would question himself, Yan Qiluo frowned, and said without hesitation: "No, I don't know how the injury on her face was made. ”

Hearing her denial, Lin Mei cried even louder, took Wen Zheng's hand and said, "Ah Zheng, forget it, I am already soft-spoken in this family, and my sons and daughters-in-law should not respect me!" Never mind! ”

Wen Zheng didn't speak, but Wen Muyan chuckled, looked at Lin Mei and said, "Aunt Lin, where do I disrespect you?" Although she is my wife, if she really beats you, I will not cover her up. ”

His not-so-loud voice seemed to be a cold knife, mercilessly inserted into Yan Qiluo's heart, her eyes sparkled slightly, clenched her fists and did not speak.

On the contrary, Fang Ya began to gloat, she didn't expect Wen Muyan to be on her side, but now his attitude was like an unexpected gain.

"Yan Qiluo, will my mother still hurt herself to wronged you?" So, Fang Ya put on a look of grievance, "I saw it when I came over in the morning, you said that your mother didn't look like an elder, humiliated her, and beat her, why are you denying it now?" ”

It seemed that in order to cooperate with her, Lin Mei cried even more pitifully and helplessly.

The servants at home couldn't help but look at Yan Qiluo with strange eyes, mostly dissatisfied with her. But her back was still straight, and she refused to bow her head when she said anything.

"Yan Qiluo, did you hear that?" Wen Muyan had a cold face, refusing to let people easily guess what he was thinking, "Come over and apologize to Aunt Lin." ”

"Why apologize for something I didn't do?" Yan Qiluo calmly raised her head and looked directly into Wen Muyan's eyes, she had never had the luxury of asking for protection from anyone, but this feeling of being suspected by someone who should be close to her was not good.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly fell to freezing point because of her words, Lin Mei grabbed Wen Zheng's hand, crying almost out of breath, Fang Ya was trying to comfort her.

"Apologies!" Wen Muyan stared at Yan Qiluo, and his tone suddenly hardened.

A sneer overflowed from her lips, Yan Qiluo took a deep breath, slowly walked to Lin Mei's side, and looked at the injuries on her face: "Aunt Lin, did you say that these injuries were really caused by me?" When I went to your room, there was such a big commotion, and there was more than one servant in the house, would they not hear it? ”

"This ......" Lin Mei was a little flustered under her forced gaze, that's right, the Wen family has so many servants, and not every one of them is on her side.

Capturing her panic, Yan Qiluo sent the side face with the red mark in front of her again, and said coldly: "Look at this mark on my face, is it a bit similar to your handprint?" What did you say this afternoon, you don't need me to repeat it here, do you? ”

"You, you bloody mouth!" Lin Mei was forced to be anxious, stood up suddenly, pointed at Yan Qiluo with a trembling finger, and her face turned pale.

Unhurriedly straightened his waist, Yan Qiluo took out his mobile phone from his pants pocket, and smiled coldly: "I recorded everything you said in the afternoon, do you want me to release it for my father?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Mei couldn't help but gasp, her heart was pounding, what she said was absolutely not for Wen Zheng to know!

But as soon as she turned her head, she saw Wen Zheng frowning, his eyes were obviously a little curious, and Fang Ya was already confused at this time, looking at her in a panic.

No, this woman must not be allowed to put the recording out!

This thought kept echoing in Lin Mei's mind, she glared at Yan Qiluo, suddenly held her forehead and snorted, and then leaned back, simply pretending to faint to confuse the matter.

Fang Ya hurriedly instructed the servants to carry Lin Mei upstairs, Wen Zheng glanced at Yan Qiluo meaningfully, and also got up and went upstairs.

The tense string in his body finally loosened, Yan Qiluo let out a long breath, glared at Wen Muyan, who was still maintaining that posture, and turned his head and ran out of the living room.

It wasn't until she ran to the pool that she felt a little easier to breathe, it seemed that this Wen family was really a place to eat people.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Yan Qiluo knew that it was him who came, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't look back, pretending not to hear anything.