At this time, Ning Shuqian also received the news that Wen Xinya had received the admission letter from Beijing University. She was so angry that she had a tantrum and smashed things in the room. Even the happy news of being discharged from the hospital could not save her from her resentful and crazy mood.
She thought of her daughter Ning Yuya.
In the past, when Wen Xinya was brought back to the Wen family, she and Yuya acted condescendingly, almost looking down on her for her vulgarity and mocking her meanness and stupidity.
But now, the situation has changed, and Wen Yanya has become the one who stood at the highest point and ridiculed them mother and daughter.
She would never be able to forget the contemptuous look and tone in Wen Xinya's face when she went to the nursing home to find her and talked about Yu Ya. It was as if she was talking about something dirty and despicable. She felt that even a few more words would dirty her. She was so disgusted.
Why, why
So, she asked someone to investigate Ning Yuya, and only then did she know that her good daughter, the daughter who had always been better than Wen Xinya in her mind, had been deceiving her, hanging out in various nightclubs and clubs, taking drugs, drinking, fighting, making trouble, and even smoking, and constantly going to bed with different men. Her body had already been decayed.
She called Yuya and asked her to come over to see her.
When she saw Yuya, she was furious and beat and scolded her severely. But after that, seeing her huddled on the ground, crying in despair, she softened her heart again.
She begged the man to find a way to help Yuya quit drugs, but he refused, and she became desperate.
This despair made her develop a bone-gnawing destructive hatred towards Wen Xinya and even the Wen family.
"Qianqian, little darling, what are you thinking about?" The sudden voice in her ear startled Ning Shuqian for a moment, and she came back to her senses in an instant.
Ning Shuqian was sweating profusely on her back, wondering if Wen Haowen had noticed something about her recent immersion in hatred. So she looked at Wen Haowen inconspicuously, and when she found that he looked normal, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Ning Shuqian smiled and said, "I was just thinking about the entertainment city."
Wen Haowen perked up when he heard this and asked quickly, "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."
Secretary He told him that when he went to process Ning Shuqian's discharge procedures this morning, he saw Mrs. Zhang talking to Ning Shuqian and giving her something similar to a document.
So after get off work, he didn't even go back to his old house, but went straight to the apartment where Ning Shuqian was accommodated.
Ning Shuqian naturally knew what Wen Haowen was thinking, and deliberately kept him on suspense by saying, "Oh! My shoulders suddenly feel a little sore."
The tender and soft voice was definitely comparable to the voice of a teacher in a certain culture of an island country. It made people's bones go soft when they heard it, let alone a man like Wen Haowen who had no resistance to female beauty.
Wen Haowen quickly smiled and said, "Let me help you press it."
As he spoke, his hands climbed up Ning Shuqian's shoulders and began to massage them diligently.
Although Wen Haowen was a male chauvinist, he was humble and submissive. He just regarded it as a pleasure between husband and wife, so he never took it to heart.
Ning Shuqian was enjoying Wen Haowen's massage while eating fruit, feeling so comfortable. For the sake of the entertainment city project, even if she asked Wen Haowen to kneel down and be her grandson, Wen Haowen would do it without hesitation.
Wen Haowen came close to Ning Shuqian and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Am I serving you comfortably?"
His voice was ambiguous.
Ning Shuqian deliberately said calmly: "It's not bad."
Wen Haowen laughed and said, "Then..."
He deliberately dragged out his tone.
Ning Shuqian also knew when to stop, so she took out the file bag under the coffee table and handed it to Wen Haowen: "I got this from Mrs. Zhang, I don't know if you can use it."
There was a look of pride between Ning Shuqian's brows.
Wen Haowen quickly took the file bag that Ning Shuqian handed over and opened it impatiently. When he saw the stacks of resumes inside, he was shocked.
Ning Shuqian explained to him, "Before Mrs. Zhang's husband passed away, he had recruited some talents for the entertainment city project. Later, the old lady's husband and son had a car accident, and the entertainment city project was forced to terminate. Those people also dispersed. I had an idea. Our entertainment city project has established a subsidiary and is facing a huge talent gap. Good talents are not so easy to recruit. Not only are there requirements for academic qualifications and majors, but more importantly, work ability. According to Mrs. Zhang, these people are all very good talents. So I tried every means to get these people's resumes from Mrs. Zhang, hoping to help you."
"Good Qianqian, you are so considerate. Marrying you is the greatest blessing of my life." Wen Haowen felt as if he had hit a pillow when he was sleepy. The subsidiary had been established for a week, but the recruitment had been going on for a month, but it had not yet been fully recruited. There were simply not many good elite talents, and he was really worried about it.
Now that it is available, of course he is happy.
He was not afraid that these people were not really capable, after all, they would have to go through the final interview assessment.
Ning Shuqian pushed him and said, "You just say nice things to coax me."
But her heart was filled with contempt. Who was it that despised her for mentioning her mental disorder in the first place, and was so anxious to divorce her, even going so far as to break up with her
Wen Haowen immediately threw Ning Shuqian onto the sofa.
About forty minutes later, Ning Shuqian climbed onto Wen Haowen's chest and whispered, "Haowen, I want to tell you something."
Wen Haowen was satisfied and naturally felt comfortable all over. He felt that even if Ning Shuqian wanted the moon in the sky, he would find a way to pick it: "What's the matter?"
Ning Shuqian said softly, "It's about Yuya. Yuya has a great talent for jewelry design, and she also likes jewelry design very much, so I plan to let her study jewelry design in college and want her to be admitted to the Design Department of Qingyuan University. Can you help me arrange it? Although my relationship with Yuya has faded, she is still my darling after all, I..."
Although Wen Haowen didn't like Ning Yuya, he knew that since he and Ning Shuqian got back together, the contact between him and Ning Yuya had faded. He was very satisfied with this, and it was not a difficult task, so he agreed immediately: "Don't worry, leave this matter to me. I will definitely send you the admission letter of the Design Department of Wangyuan University."
Besides, Ning Yuya has a talent for jewelry design, which will benefit Wen's Group.
Ning Yuya was very happy: "Haowen, thank you, you are so good to you."
Wen Haowen smiled ambiguously: "Then how do you plan to thank me?"
Ning Yuya took the initiative to move forward and kissed Wen Haowen, and what happened next was self-evident.