Chapter 3 Stepmother

The Wen family is a scholarly heirloom. Although the old house of the Wen family is in the style of European luxury, it perfectly completes the Chinese courtyard style. This style is also a popular scene in the whole capital.

She remembered that when she was taken back to the Wen family in the last life, she was so shocked by the splendid luxury of the Wen family that she could not recover for a long time. At that time, she was full of excitement, joy, anxiety, fear and anxiety about the future, and kept asking herself, Is this really her future home?

But she didn't know, in the eyes of the Wen family, how petty and humiliating her performance was, let alone the first impression of the Wen family on her, she formed a subjective consciousness, and then no matter how hard she tried, can't be changed.

When Wenxinya returned to Wen's house, the clock pointed to 8:30, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, it seemed that it was not too late!

Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya, who were sitting in the living room, were surprised to see her.

Wen Yuya was even more shocked: "You... why did you come back so early?"

She obviously got her drunk, isn't she supposed to be in a private room on Black Sunday, and was taken nude/photographed? Why did she come back all of a sudden?

Wen Xinya smiled lightly: "Sister is so boring, she took me to 'Black Sunday' and left me there alone, fortunately I woke up early, otherwise I wouldn't know what would happen in such a mixed place ."

Wen Yuya's eyes widened, but she didn't expect that she would say something like this: "What nonsense are you talking about, how could I take you to places like Black Sunday, don't slander me!"

Wen Xinya looked at Wen Yuya with a half-smile but not a smile: "What kind of place is Black Sunday? Sister, do you know?"

Wen Yuya was suddenly speechless, glared at Wen Yuya and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how could I possibly know where Black Sunday is."

But after a few words, Yuya was trapped inside, and she stood there quietly, graceful and graceful like a Qionghua Yushu, her young and immature face was like a snow-white Qionghua, the branches stretched softly, and the white blossoming jade The branches are covered with flowers, like snow-covered in the middle of winter.

People can't help but feel that white can be so brilliant and gorgeous.

Is this really that cowardly, cowardly, inferior, and stupid Wen Ya? Ning Shuqian suddenly realized that she seemed to be a different person.

Could it be that this is the self-cultivation temperament inherited from the true scholarly disciples, even if he lived outside and behaved vulgarly since he was a child, he couldn't hide the elegance and nobility in his bones?

After her thoughts turned, the smile on Ning Shuqian's face softened, and she asked softly, "Xinya, have you eaten anything since you came back so late? Do you want me to ask the kitchen to get you something to eat?"

Ning Shuqian is thirty-five years old this year. It seems that the years have not left any traces on her face. Instead, they have carved her more and more soft and gentle. The slightly raised eyebrows have fine lines, like willow leaves. The wicker that comes out has beautiful branches, swaying and swaying, with a hint of enchanting charm.

With such an appearance, it's no wonder that her father cheated on her when her mother was pregnant with her, and her mother married her in less than half a year after her mother died in childbirth, even though she was carrying an oil bottle that was two months younger than her.

She remembered that she was deceived by Ning Shuqian's gentle and beautiful appearance, Wen Ya half lowered her head, and completely covered up the hatred in her eyes, then she raised her head and smiled: "Aunt Ning, I'm a little uncomfortable, it's nothing. appetite."

Ning Shuqian looked at the smile on her face with pure timidity, just like before, it seemed that she thought too much: "What's wrong, do you want to ask a family doctor to come and see?"

Wenxinya shook her head and said, "It's okay, maybe it's because I drank some wine, and some alcohol smells on me. I'll be fine if I take a rest."

Ning Shuqian breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her face also relaxed: "It's fine, just look at the smell of alcohol all over your body, if your grandfather and grandma know that you ran out to drink, they will definitely be unhappy."

If it was before, she would have thought that Ning Shuqian cared about her, so she reminded her. But when she came back from the rebirth, Wenxinya knew that Ning Shuqian was actually afraid that she would tell her grandpa that Wen Yuya took her to Black Sunday, so she saw that she had just returned to Wen's house, and she wanted to please her grandpa and grandma everywhere, and didn't dare to mess with them. Angry, she naturally did not dare to make a premise in front of grandpa and grandma.

Seeing the panic on her face, Ning Shuqian's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, such a petite, how could a lady from an aristocratic family have the demeanor: "I don't know what Black Sunday is, but as soon as I hear it, I know it's not good. Place, in this circle, there is nothing to play or not to play, and there is no place to go or not, but no matter what, it cannot be passed on to your grandparents’ ears.”

"Thank you, Auntie Ning, for reminding me, I know!" If the previous moment meant something else, it would be a light warning now, but Ning Shuqian has this kind of ability, and even a warning can make people feel moved.

What is meant to be played on weekdays should also be played? She has been on the streets since she was a child, and lost the bearing, self-cultivation, self-restraint, and inner self that a lady from an aristocratic family should have. She didn't even know what a lady from an aristocratic family should do or not.

Seeing her being well-behaved, Ning Shuqian took her hand and said softly, "It's good that you know, you just returned to the Wen family, you don't know everything about the Wen family, I don't want you to make your grandpa and grandma unhappy. , They are old, but they have worked hard all their lives for their children and grandchildren, and now they are finally complete, but don't let them make do with all the messy things."

Wenxinya's eyes widened, and there was a look of understanding in her eyes: "Aunt Ning, I know that grandpa and grandma spent a lot of time trying to find me, and I will definitely not make them angry."

The corners of Wenxinya's mouth seemed to be twitching. She said the same thing at the beginning, and it was because of this that many unpleasant things happened to her in Wen's house, and she didn't dare to tell her in front of her grandparents. , she was always burdened by herself, and in the end she was misunderstood by everyone in the Wen family, and no matter how hard she tried to make up for it, she was not loved by the Wen family.

Ning Shuqian showed a satisfied smile: "It's good that you know, you just returned to Wen's house, you can come to me if you have anything."

Wen Xinya showed a grateful smile: "Thank you Aunt Ning!"

Ning Shuqian smiled warmly: "If you're not feeling well, go back to your room early to rest! You have to get up early tomorrow morning to have breakfast with your grandparents. This is the tradition of the Wen family."

Wen Xinya smiled and said good night to Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya, then turned and left the hall.