"Yacht party?" Wen Yue suddenly remembered Li Yan's invitation tonight.

Rich people like them, whenever they have any high-level activities, they will gather together, and if they are having fun, they are actually expanding their networks and making money.

But Jiang Chenlang is different from these people, he is somewhat socially afraid.

"I hate that place, I really don't want to go at all!"

"If you really don't want to go, you can make it clear to your dad, I think he will understand you and won't force you to do anything!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chenlang smiled coldly, "Do you think it's possible?"

You can't paint what you like, you can only do it commercially, let alone do these things.

"Why don't I go and tell Master Jiang."

"He won't listen to you!"

"What about Teacher Gu? He'll always listen to him, won't he?"

"Don't forget the matter between you and Teacher Gu, in this case, you will still weigh it."

It was all Zhou Yuqing's fault, if it weren't for her, Jiang Jiangang wouldn't have suspected them.

Even if no evidence was found, the thorn was always in his heart, and he had to guard against the two of them.

"So what now?"

"I can only participate in it head-on, and satisfy his perverted behavior."

Wen Yue doesn't think that participating in a yacht party is a perverted behavior, of course, from his point of view, it is to force him to do what he does not want to do, which is extremely painful.

"Have you eaten?" Wen Yue changed the conversation.

Jiang Chenlang shook his head and said no.

"Then I'll bring in some food!" Wen Yue got up and poured him a glass of water.

Jiang Chenlang took it and glanced up at her, his eyes full of gratitude, "Thank you!"

Wen Yue smiled at him, turned around and walked out of the room.

When the housekeeper saw her come out, he quickly stepped forward, "How is the second young master?"

"He's fine, I'll go get him some food!" Wen Yue walked towards the kitchen.

The kitchen had already prepared his meals, and Wen Yue took the meals he liked to eat and walked into the room again.

Jiang Chenlang had already sat down at the table from the corner, he glanced at the food in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat when he paused.

"What's wrong? Isn't it unappetizing?" Wen Yue asked suspiciously.

Jiang Chenlang looked up at her, "Will you go with me then?"

Wen Yue was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Chenlang thought she didn't understand, "I mean, you'll accompany me to the yacht party then?"

Wen Yue thought of Li Yan again, "I can accompany you, but I don't know if your father agrees!"

"I'll talk to him!" Seeing that she agreed, Jiang Chenlang's dark face finally showed a hint of clarity.

Wen Yue glanced at him, didn't say anything, and walked out of the room with the tray.

"Young Master, Young Grandma, you're back!" The butler's voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Hui and his wife came back, and they just collided with Wen Yue.

Wen Yue pursed the corners of her lips and smiled at them, "You haven't eaten yet, the kitchen is ready!"

Jiang Huihe handed the coat in his hand to Zhao Jianing, "We've eaten outside!"

"Then I'll pour you a cup of hot tea!" Wen Yue turned and walked towards the kitchen.

She didn't mean to please them, but she was an occupational criminal.

He came out with two cups of hot tea and placed them in front of the two of them one by one.

"In the future, this kind of thing will be handed over to the servant, and you are pregnant now, so you should pay attention!" Jiang Huihe reminded her.

"I see, I'll pay attention to it later!" Wen Yue lowered his eyes slightly.

"Sit down, don't stand all the time!" Zhao Jianing said.

Wen Yue sat on the sofa next to her, her legs together, her hands on her thighs, and her posture was very restrained.

Zhao Jianing drank some tea and took his luggage to the upstairs room.

There is only one left in the huge living room

under the two of them.

After an awkward silence, Jiang Huihe broke his mouth, "My dad just happened to have something to do, and he won't come back until tomorrow night, and he specially told me to take good care of you and Chenlang!"

"Let Master Jiang bother!" Wen Yue smiled.

"He also told me about your father, as long as you can afford the price, not to mention the top three, even the champion can be given to Miss Bai!" Jiang Huihe suddenly mentioned this.

Wen Sheng asked him to call Jiang Jiangang before, and he probably heard some of the content of the call between them.

"Young Master, can I ask Master Jiang how much he asked my dad for?"

"Not much, eight million!"

No wonder Wen Sheng's face was so ugly that day, the original price he couldn't afford.

But fortunately, he has Gu Kaibo, as long as the two discuss it clearly, let alone eight million, even if it is ten million, they will give it.

After all, behind this, there is a way to make money.

"Your dad hasn't replied yet, you can ask him what he thinks." Jiang Huihe deliberately urged her.

Wenyue nodded, "I'll call him tonight!"

Jiang Huihe took a sip of tea, got up and walked towards the stairs.

Suddenly, he stopped, his hand on the handrail of the stairs, he turned his head to look at Wen Yue who was sitting on the sofa, "Have you been in contact with Jiahao lately?"

Wen Yue suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "No!"

Jiang Huihe fell silent, Wen Yue was puzzled, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've got something to do with him, I wonder if you can help me contact him!" Jiang Huihe regained his smile.

"Of course!" Wen Yue was pleased.

Jiang Huihe walked upstairs, Wen Yue glanced at his back, returned to the room to find his mobile phone, and contacted Wen Jiahao.

Wen Jiahao learned that Jiang Huihe had something to look for him, said thank you to Wen Yue, and hung up the phone.

And Wen Yue then called Wen Sheng.

The phone rang, but it was Yang Qiaozhen who answered, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

"Is Daddy here?" Wen Yue didn't say anything.

"He's downstairs, if there's anything you can tell me, I'll tell him later!"

"Young Master Jiang is back, he just asked Dad if he is willing to pay eight million to get Bai Lu into the top three?"

Yang Qiaozhen was silent, probably because she didn't know about it!

"It's nothing, that's all!" Wen Yuecai didn't care what he thought, and hung up the phone directly.

Not long after, Wen Sheng called, "You tell Young Master Jiang that I will have someone send the money to their company tomorrow!"

"Good!" In order to grab resources, they really let it go, and if he mixes in this circle in the future, he may be like them, after all, money makes money.

"By the way, next month, the old house in your hometown will be built, and you, as a member of the Wen family, you also have to donate some money, how much do you plan to donate?" Wen Sheng suddenly asked about this.

Wen Yue felt a little funny, "Dad, you finally admit that I am a member of the Wen family?"

"When did I not admit it?" Wen Sheng asked her rhetorically.

"How do I remember when I was in junior high school and college, you always told me that I am not your daughter, I don't have your blood in me, and the reason why you raised me was just to get a rich bride price when I got married!" Wen Yue unceremoniously picked up his short.