Mother Wang brought her some tea and snacks. Wen Xinya stayed in her room the whole morning reading the design books her mother left for her. Since she had a foundation in design, she gained a lot from them!
Seeing that the time had already reached twelve o'clock, Wen Xinya packed up her things, put the book back into the password box, and went to the living room.
Old Master Wen had just come down from the study, and there was a suffocating storm in his sharp eyes, but after seeing Wen Xinya, the anger on his face eased a little: "I ordered someone to redecorate your room. The style is based on the design your mother likes. Do you like it?"
Wen Xinya vaguely knew what was going on, so she smiled and said, "I like it very much, thank you Grandpa!"
The smile on Mr. Wen's face deepened, and the anger on his face faded: "As long as you like it, I'm glad. I knew you weren't having a good time out there, so I brought you back in a hurry and didn't have time to decorate your room. I'm sorry you've been wronged."
After her last life, Wen Xinya knew that this was just polite talk. After all, because her grandfather recognized her identity, he paid more attention to her and naturally arranged more thoughtfully. Wen Xinya was touched and said, "The previous room was also very good."
At this time, Ning Shuqian and Wen Yuya hurried into the living room from outside. Both of them looked very disheveled. Ning Shuqian's hair was still stained with egg white, Wen Yuya's makeup was smudged, and her clothes were wet.
Wen Xinya's lips curled up in a smile, thinking about this morning's newspaper. There are always some extreme citizens who can't stand Ning Shuqian's behavior of being a mistress and lying to the media and deceiving the public. They also despise Wen Yuya for having promiscuous relationships at such a young age.
Ning Shuqian didn't expect the old man to be in the living room at this time, and she didn't expect the old man to take Wen Xinya, the little bitch, back to the Wen family so quickly. When she saw Wen Xinya at this time, her eyes suddenly widened: "Xin... Xinya, you're back!"
Suddenly, she thought of letting them see her and Yuya in such an embarrassing state, and her face became a little embarrassed, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Wen Yuya also looked at Wen Wenya in disbelief, as if she shouldn't be in the Wen family at all. Thinking of how miserable she was, she could not help but screamed out in disbelief, "Wen Wenya, you bitch, why are you in the Wen family!"
"Snap!" A loud and crisp sound, with heavy force, suddenly rang out in the living room.
Wen Yuya was stunned by the blow. She felt a gust of wind blowing fiercely on her face. The force was so heavy that the airflow around her ears stagnated for a while. Then she felt her face numb, stiff and stiff as if it was not her own face. There was a bloody sensation at the corner of her mouth.
She subconsciously reached out to touch it, and when she looked carefully, she saw blood on her fingers. Her pupils suddenly contracted and she screamed, "Blood..."
Old Master Wen's face was gloomy, and the murderous cruelty that had accumulated over the years suddenly burst out: "Who are you? How dare you scold the eldest daughter of the Wen family? Who gave you the right and the courage?"
As he spoke, his sharp eyes suddenly shot towards Ning Shuqian: "Did you educate her like this?"
Ning Shuqian was so scared that her face turned pale and her body trembled. The injury from Wen Haowen's beating yesterday had stopped hurting, but now she felt a dull pain. She shook her head and explained in a panic, "Dad, I didn't. Yuya is still young and speaks without thinking. I will definitely teach her a lesson." Then she slapped Wen Yuya's other face hard and said with a cold and serious face, "Why don't you admit your mistake to your sister? If your sister doesn't forgive you, I will never let you go easily."
Wen Yuya was stunned by the slap from Grandpa Wen. The initial numbness on her face suddenly turned into a burning sensation, and her ears were buzzing. Before she could react, her mother slapped her hard in the face again. Her mind cleared up, and she realized what she had said in front of her grandfather.
Wen Yuya's face suddenly became panicked, and she subconsciously rushed to Wen Wenya and said pitifully: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scold you, you have to believe me..."
Wen Wenya took a step back to avoid her hand that was about to grab her, and looked at her with awe, with arrogance, anger, and contempt, like a sudden torrential rain that drenched Wen Yuya so much that she was suddenly speechless.
Wen Yuya scolded her in front of Grandpa, and she would definitely not let it go. Grandpa wanted to stand up for her, and if she acted too soft, it would disappoint Grandpa. She had just returned to the Wen family, and if she just let the matter go, the servants in the house would think she was easy to bully and change their minds with the wind. Who knows what kind of trouble they would cause in the future, so she had to use this incident to establish her authority.
Wen Yuya inexplicably felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her pair of eyes, as cold as ice, kept circling in her mind. It seemed as if her eyes were the only ones left in the world. She felt a little scared and said timidly, "Sister, won't you forgive me?"
Wen Xinya said sternly, "Why should I forgive you? Who says that I have to forgive you just because you scolded me? You are fifteen years old this year, not five. You can't just scold anyone you want. You can't just say sorry and say it was unintentional and let it go."
The tears in Wen Yuya's eyes fell even more fiercely: "Sister..."
Wen Xinya looked at her with contempt and mockery: "You keep calling me a bitch. You are no different from a shrew. Yesterday, you got into a fight and cursed at someone at my banquet. I didn't care, but today, newspapers and magazines reported it. Outsiders might think that our Wen family has poor upbringing. You are bringing shame upon us and damaging our family's reputation, but you don't repent and are still the same as before."
Wen Yuya's face gradually became gloomier, with resentment and resentment flashing in her eyes, as if to say, who are you and what right do you have to teach me a lesson
Wen Xinya understood the emotion in her eyes, and the coldness on her lips became even stronger: "As the adopted daughter of my Wen family, you must always remember your identity and be careful with your words and actions."
In one sentence, the identities of the two people were torn apart: one was above ground, one was underground; one was in the clouds, one was in the mud!
Wen Yuya's eyes turned red with anger, and she wished she could tear her mouth apart.
Ning Shuqian already understood that Wen Xinya had just returned to the Wen family and wanted to use Yuya to establish her authority. Her heart suddenly felt as painful as if a blunt knife was cutting her flesh, and she wished she could cut Wen Xinya into pieces. She suppressed her anger, walked over awkwardly, and looked at Wen Xinya apologetically: "Xinya, Yuya has been spoiled by me since she was a child, and her temper is a bit willful and capricious. As a sister, you should forgive her this time, just as a favor to Aunt Ning, Aunt Ning is your stepmother after all."