At 3:30 in the afternoon, Wen Haowen hurried back to the Wen family.
Ning Shuqian was leaning against the rose stand in the backyard, with the rose petals as white as jade, and strands of blood-red threads, beautiful and elegant, dignified and beautiful, just like Ning Shuqian at this moment, with the red palm mark on her gentle and beautiful face, like a rose that has bloomed to the extreme, with bright colors, as if it has blossomed to its fullest.
Seeing him, her eyes were filled with sorrow, her long eyelashes trembling with extreme sorrow, her waist barely straightened and indescribably frail, making her like a petal on a branch, trembling and about to fall if the wind blew, making people want to reach out and hold it: "Hao... Hao Wen..."
But the tears flowed before I said anything! The silent tears expressed all the grievances!
Wen Haowen was stunned in the spot, looking at her tear-filled eyes, as if they could speak, and the traces of grievances were transmitted to his heart at once. His heart was warmed, and he hurried over to support her: "What's wrong, who hurt your face?"
Ning Shuqian leaned softly on his chest, saying nothing, just crying silently.
The rolling tears fell on the red skirt, leaving deep red marks, as if drops of blood had bloomed enchanting flowers on the red skirt, one by one climbing down in a regular pattern, like scattered flowers.
Wen Haowen's heart softened immediately: "Shu Qian, what happened? I was in a meeting at noon and didn't receive your call. It was my assistant who told me that you seemed to have something urgent, so you hurried back after the meeting."
Ning Shuqian became agitated when she heard his words, and her sobbing voice was full of grievance: "Haowen, the old man took Xinya back to the Wen family today."
Wen Haowen was stunned. What the old man said yesterday that he would pick up Wen Wenya today turned out to be true. The old man was so impatient to bring her back.
Wen Haowen thought about the argument with the old man last night, in the end the old man slapped him, and he became more and more disgusted with Wen Wenya. A burst of anger rushed from his heart to his throat. He grabbed Ning Shuqian's hand and angrily said, "Did she do something to you? Did she hit you on the face?"
Ning Shuqian shook her head sadly and aggrievedly: "She didn't hit me!"
Wen Haowen's brows were knitted tightly, his heart softened by Ning Shuqian's delicate appearance. And because she kept him on suspense, he became more and more anxious and wanted to know the truth: "If it wasn't her, then who hit you? You are the wife of the Wen family, who dares to hit you?"
When Wen Haowen said this, Ning Shuqian's eyes were filled with tears again. The clothes on her chest and the top of her skirt were red, deep and light, like blood. She looked so weak and pitiful: "I beat myself."
Wen Haowen was stunned: "What's going on? Why are you hitting yourself?"
Wen Haowen's suspicion has already reached Wen Xinya. After enough foreplay, Ning Shuqian choked up and said, "Yuya and I went to the hospital to treat our injuries this morning. When we returned to the Wen family, Dad and Wen Xinya were sitting in the living room talking. When Dad saw Yuya and me, he angrily slapped Yuya in the face and ordered Yu Lao to go to the police station to remove Yuya's household registration, kick her out of the Wen family, and send her abroad."
By the time she got to the end, Ning Shuqian was already crying uncontrollably.
Wen Haowen first thought of his brutal behavior towards Ning Shuqian yesterday, and felt a little guilty. Then he heard that the old man had beaten Yuya and kicked her out of the Wen family and wanted to send her abroad. He was so angry that his face turned blue: "What? Dad actually wants to kick Yuya out of the Wen family and send her abroad?"
Wen Haowen's eyes widened in disbelief. The sudden rise in his voice brought his anger to a climax, almost erupting!
Ning Shuqian's tearful eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness, and her voice became more sad: "Yes, I kept calling you today just for this matter!"
The redness and swelling from the slap the old man gave him on the face last night had gone down, and there was still some slight numbness in the morning, but at this moment Wen Haowen felt a burning pain on his face. It was he who decided to adopt Yuya as the Wen family's adopted daughter, and it was he who entered Yuya's name into the Wen family's household register. Although he did not regard Yuya as his own daughter, the fifteen-year relationship was still something he could not give up.
Hearing that the old man was actually going to kick Yuya out of the Wen family, he felt a surge of anger rising up: "Wen Yuya must have said something in front of the old man, so Dad did this."
Ning Shuqian cried heartbrokenly, tears seemed to flow endlessly, "Yuya and I knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, Yuya even kowtowed to Xinya and admitted her fault, begging her to plead with Daddy not to kick her out of the Wen family. In order to get Daddy and Xinya's forgiveness, Yuya knelt on the ground and slapped herself in the ears. Her tender little face was swollen like a bun, it was horrible to look at, it was really heartbreaking to see! No matter what Yuya said, this was the child I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy, they are cutting flesh out of my heart!"
Wen Haowen's eyes flashed with raging fire. Thinking of the fact that his father slapped him last night because of Wen Xinya, he felt as angry as if he was frying in oil: "Wen Xinya is such an evil creature. She makes our family restless as soon as she comes home."
Ning Shuqian cried hoarsely, her eyes were as red as walnuts: "I know I have a bad family background. I have been married to the Wen family for fifteen years but have not given birth to any children for the Wen family. Instead, I have a burden. But how can Dad be so cruel and heartless? Yuya has been in the Wen family for fifteen years after all. For Xinya, he wants to drive Yuya out of the Wen family and even send her abroad. Yuya is only fifteen years old, not yet an adult. She has to leave her hometown alone. What should she do!"
Wen Haowen had already lost all his rationality. He was controlled by his temper and anger, and became a slave to his temper and anger. "I will go to my father now to ask him what is going on. I will never let him kick Yuya out of the Wen family."
After saying this, he turned angrily and walked towards the living room, with raging flames on his body, as if he wanted to burn everything to ashes.
Ning Shuqian stood on the rose stand with a face full of resentment. The beautiful rose flowers set off the viciousness on her face, making it particularly vivid.
Old thing, if you dare to drive Yuya out of the Wen family, I will make your son alienate you and let you taste the feeling of father and son turning against each other.
Wen Xinya! Even if you have the old man's support, what does it matter? I want to make you and your daughter confront each other. I don't know if you, the eldest daughter of the Wen family who is ruthless to your adoptive parents and irreconcilable with your biological father, can still maintain your noble and elegant image in the eyes of outsiders.