She made up her mind, and suddenly stepped forward two steps past him, entered the study room, and stood firmly between Song Yan and her uncle.
Wen Yan didn't know what she was going to do, frowned slightly and said, "You go out and wait first, I'll talk to Song Yan alone."
"Why do you want to talk alone? He is my husband, and you are my uncle." Wen Li's tone was firm and unquestionable, "Is there anything you two say that I can't listen to?"
After she finished speaking, she sat down straight with her chest folded, her head raised high, as if she was the only one in the world.
Wen Yan stared at her for a while, but Wen Li looked back boldly without any fear.
"What are you doing?" He suddenly felt it was funny, looked at Song Yan again, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Afraid I will do something to him?"
Wen Li said disdainfully: "Cut. If you two fight, uncle, you may not be Mr. Song's opponent, okay? Our Mr. Song is very good at playing, okay?"
Song Yan was slightly startled, lowered his eyelids calmly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and bit his lip unconsciously.
Wen Yan snorted: "Then who do you want to show this protective face you put on?"
"You said a lot of bad things to Mr. Song before." Wen Li said, "I used to be very nervous, which made our Mr. Song suffer so much. Now that I am covering him, don't say anything, even if you If you want to say something harsh to him, there is no way."
Wen Yan was slightly surprised, and said casually: "You can even protect people?"
Obviously at that time, she was concerned about her puppy love, so she directly stuffed him with a bunch of letters that had never been opened at all, and asked him to help her deal with those annoying boys, so that he saw Song Yan's letter in those letters.
Wen Yan still remembered that when he told his father Wen Xingyi about this matter, his father's tone was so guilty and flustered that he asked a series of questions.
What does the Song family want to do? What does his son want to do? What is the purpose of being close to my granddaughter
At that time, both he and his father firmly believed that they were protecting Wen Li.
And the girl who was protected by her family back then is now standing on the opposite side of her family to protect other men.
"Uncle, I know what you and grandpa are worried about me. You used to not allow me to do this or that, and I didn't blame you. But now I don't eat or use home food. You will make money, and I will I will also make money, I have my own thoughts and judgments."
Wen Li choked up here, took a breath and continued: "My grandma left grandpa very early, which made him sad for so many years; my mother would leave my dad because of an accident, making him a Lonely. But I'm sure, even if the ending is the same, give them a chance to do it all over again, my grandpa and my dad will still choose to get together with my grandma and my mom. I'm afraid of relationships because I'm worried about what will happen in the future , then I feel that life is too boring.”
Her words hit the nail on the head, Wen Yan frowned and remained silent.
"You don't know how good this man is, but I do." Wen Li spoke decisively, "I still say the same thing, I will protect him, if you want to beat a mandarin duck with a stick, hit me first with this stick, see Will I let go."
Wen Yan's eyes were complicated, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Wen Li grabbed Song Yan's hand from behind. He originally thought it was her who was afraid that her uncle would still refute and needed to seek confidence from him, but she took his hand instead and patted it like he did every time to comfort her. The back of his hand, silently said to him "I am here".
"..."
Song Yan couldn't hold back, even though he bit his lip, he still laughed out loud.
Wen Yan also raised his lips, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you finished? Go home."
Just when Wen Li was about to swear the word "old antique", Wen Yan added lightly: "The car is downstairs, and Dad specifically asked me to take the two of you home to celebrate New Year's Day together."
"Ah?" Wen Li didn't turn the corner for a while, "... oh."
Originally, she had prepared a lot of speeches, but Old Antique's mind suddenly turned around, and she was caught off guard.
A group of people took Wen Yan's private car back to Wen's residence, and Wen Li discovered that her uncle not only brought her and Song Yan back today, but also brought Xu Li back to celebrate New Year's Day.
Originally, Wen Yan also contacted Xu Shimao, but at the end of the year, due to the tight air tickets, Xu Shimao was stuck abroad and could only come back during the Lunar New Year.
As soon as Wen Yan got home, she went to her father's room. Just when Wen Li was ready to fight her grandpa again, Wen Yan came out and asked her to go in and talk again.
But this time Wen Xingyi didn't ask Song Yan to speak alone, but called Wen Li.
Wen Li felt strange: "Is grandpa only looking for me? Don't talk to my teacher Song?"
It was rare for Wen Yan to play with a cold humor: "With you protecting Song Yan, how dare you look for him."
"...That's right." Wen Li didn't hear the subtext of his uncle, and was quite proud, "With me here, no one dares to trouble him, not even grandpa."
As a result, Wen Li went in and repeated what she said to Wen Yan to Wen Xingyi.
She still didn't understand why they had such a big prejudice against Song Yan.
The granddaughter kept asking, but in the end Wen Xingyi didn't want to hide it anymore, and told about the marriage contract between her and Song Yan many years ago.
Wen Li was silent for a long time, and concluded in a calm tone: "So, grandpa, your prejudice against him is actually because of your own guilt, right?"
Wen Xingyi grinned when he was told the central matter.
"I went to Macau a few months ago and met his parents." Wen Li said, "I'm glad they didn't have any prejudice against me because of my relationship with you, grandpa."
Wen Xingyi parted his lips in panic, not knowing what to say.
"Okay, I love Song Yan even more now because of your operation." Wen Li looked like a child, and said in an arrogant tone, "If you bully Song Yan again, don't blame me for making a choice between family and love gone."
"... What choice are you going to make?"
"Give up your status as the daughter of a wealthy family for love, and take him to elope."
Wen Xingyi's face was full of black lines: "You girl, do you have too many TV dramas and can't make any dramas?"
"You also know that this is not a TV series? Now this kind of plot is filmed and no one watches it." Wen Li said this, and then complained for Song Yan, "When it comes to TV series, I want to complain. Back then you asked uncle When you go to beat the mandarin ducks, at least you should let uncle carry a check for five million, right?"
Wen Xingyi looked puzzled, so he said, "What the hell?"
Wen Li said earnestly: "I said our family is so rich, grandpa, don't be too stingy."
"..."
"Grandpa, you didn't think highly of my father back then, but did my father let you down?" Wen Li suddenly said in a serious tone, "I know that your prejudice against him was not because he had no money and ability at that time, but because he In 2010, my mother accompanied him to go abroad, but there was an accident. My mother passed away, but he was still alive. You blame him for indirectly killing my mother. But if you could choose who lost this life back then, I would Dad will definitely choose himself without hesitation."
The grandfather and grandson chatted in the room for a full hour. As for what they said in the room, the people outside the room didn't know. They only knew that after Wen Li went out, there was a note in his hand, and Wen Xingyi immediately called The nurse at home brought him antihypertensive medicine and went in.
—
Wen Li was called into the room by her grandfather to talk alone, and Song Yan was also called into his room by her brother-in-law Xu Li to talk.
It's okay for my brother-in-law to find his brother-in-law, the main reason is that Song Yan asked him to sing a song before, and he has always kept this matter in mind.
Now he has almost finished writing the original songs for his new album, and recently he finally found time to help his brother-in-law write songs.
"The melody is already written, so I just need to fill in the lyrics." Xu Li said, "I'll send you the demo in two days. As for the lyrics, Brother Ayan, do you want to try it yourself?"
Song Yan has never talked big about the fields he is not good at.
"I never wrote lyrics."
"It's okay, you try to write it first, and I will help you revise it." Xu Li changed the subject and said, "But I think my sister will like it no matter whether it is revised or not, as long as it is written by you."
"Then please help me revise it." Song Yan said with a smile, "I can't stop preparing my gift seriously just because she is easy to coax."
Xu Li inexplicably felt his teeth ache.
Sour by sweet dog food.
"Brother Ayan, when you were in high school, you really treated my sister..." Xu Li hesitated to speak.
Song Yan nodded: "What's wrong?"
Xu Li looked at him with a complicated tone: "It's nothing, it's just that you hide it really well, bro."
When he was a child, he really didn't notice it at all. When he first saw the trending search, he was as shocked as any melon eater.
Ten years ago, my sister and brother-in-law were just young and ignorant high school students, let alone Xu Li, who was still a kid at that time.
"But it's not surprising that I didn't see it, after all, you and I can only see it when you come to my home after school to give me tutoring." Xu Li looked confused, very puzzled, "But why didn't Brother Bai Sen see it? "
Just when brother-in-law and brother-in-law were silent, Wen Li came and knocked on the door.
"You son of a bitch, Mr. Song, go downstairs. Brother Bai Sen has come to our house."
It really means that Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.
Today, Bo Sen suddenly came over without saying hello, which really surprised the Wen family members.
He drank some wine, his posture was lazy and sloppy, but his attitude was not bad in front of the elders, first he went to the room to say hello to Wen Xingyi, and then he said happy new year to Wen Yan.
Bo Sen wondered, "Huh? Where's Uncle Wen Zheng?"
"I went to New Year's Eve with his girlfriend." Wen Yan couldn't understand Bo Sen's sloppy look, and said in a slightly cold tone, "Have you been drinking?"
"Everyone has a partner, but I'm alone." Bo Sen said in a low tone, and suddenly remembered something, looking at the stern-faced iceberg in front of him, with a look of relief, "Oh, I almost forgot about you, Uncle."
Wen Yan's face immediately became even more stinky, just at this moment Wen Li's juniors came downstairs.
Looking at Bo Sen, who was out of tune, he turned his eyes in disgust, and then looked at Song Yan. Uncle Bingshan suddenly felt that the current nephew and son-in-law were simply not too pleasing to the eye.
"He gave it to you."
Wen Yan waved his hands away and went directly upstairs to his room.
As soon as his uncle left, Xu Li quickly stepped forward to say hello to Bo Sen: "Brother Bo Sen? Why are you here suddenly?"
"I heard that your family plans to celebrate New Year's Eve together today, so come over to join in the fun." Bo Sen turned his head, looked at Song Yan and his wife standing aside, and said suddenly, "Both of you, come here."
Normally, the couple would definitely ignore him, but today, for some reason, Bo Sen asked the two of them to come over, and they really came over obediently.
Person pointed to his head and said, "What is this?"
Wen Li: "Hair?"
"No." Bo Sen said with a serious tone, "Qingqing Grassland."
Song Yan: "..."
"You're a fart." Wen Li couldn't help retorting, "Our relationship is purer than pure milk, don't label me indiscriminately, those who don't understand will think that I have done something to you."
"I know we two are purer than pure milk, but others don't know! Damn girl, it's because your old man has been laughed at by those gangsters these days!" Bo Sen suddenly became excited, "You were still my fiancee in high school , and you! Plastic brother, it’s you! Song Yan! You guys have to tell me today, when did you get together? Even if you got together, you can’t tell me? What a shit childhood sweetheart, what a shit brother , don't you two have long mouths?"
Facing this long series of accusations, Wen Li didn't accept it, and said confidently: "We got together two years ago, didn't we notify you when we got married? What do you mean you don't have a long mouth?"
"Damn girl, you don't have a network cable installed in my house?! If nothing happened when you were in high school, then what happened to your first kiss?! Behind my back, you secretly have a puppy love, and you even send each other mouth-to-mouth first kisses!!"
Song Yan and his wife were speechless, but the current situation of brother-in-law Xu Li was quite embarrassing.
Facing the sister's love triangle, the younger brother really didn't want to intervene and wanted to slip away, but he was afraid that Brother Bosen and Brother Ayan would fight if they disagreed later, and the scumbag sister would not be able to persuade her, so she still resisted embarrassment and stood in the original place. Continue to listen in, and wait for them to fight so that they can be persuaded in time.
Song Yan sighed, and said helplessly: "You lost your memory? I was forgotten by you laughing for several days?"
Bo Sen was stunned for a few seconds, and his chaotic brain began to reorganize his memory.
"Fuck, it turned out that your mouth was bled by Wen Li at that time... so the truth is right in front of me." Bo Sen suddenly realized, and sat down on the sofa with a depressed tone, "The clown is actually me."
"..."
"..."
Xu Li waited for a long time, but the two men didn't fight. He was glad, but also slightly disappointed in his heart.
His sister's charm is still not good enough.
Bo Sen calmed down for a while, and said "I wish you two happiness" in a very male second manner, but was broken by Wen Li's ruthless "Get out of here", and left sadly facing the bitter cold wind in December.
"It's weird. We've been married for two years. How can he act like he's broken in love?" Wen Li was completely puzzled, "Could it be that he also has a crush on me?"
Song Yan also felt that Bo Sen was abnormal, but after seeing Wen Li's wechat, her boss Zhang Churui sent a message in Moments where she had a drink with some young handsome guys in a nightclub, so she understood.
After a long time, it wasn't because I was "betrayed" by my childhood sweetheart and brother Qiqi that I was so embarrassed. It turned out that I was hurt by my ex-girlfriend, but I didn't have the right to control who my ex-girlfriend drank with. In order to vent my depression, I came here to find their trouble.
Bo Sen's sudden arrival and departure did not cause any waves in the Wen family.
The whole family sat around the table and had a New Year's Eve dinner. Grandpa was too old to stay up all night, so he had to go back to bed not long after dinner, and asked Song Yan before leaving.
"How do you and Lili arrange this year's lunar year? Do you take her back to Aocheng or do you both stay in Yancheng for the new year?"
Song Yan replied: "Listen to her."
Wen Li said: "The first two years were spent in Yancheng, let's go to Macau this year."
Originally, I thought that grandpa would not be happy for her to go to Macau for the New Year, but the old man didn't stop her, so she nodded and said, "Okay, if no relatives come to visit this year, I will go to Macau too."
Both Wen Li and Song Yan were stunned.
In the end, it was the granddaughter who was not afraid of offending the old man, and asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, are you going to Macau City to find a fight?"
Wen Yan, who usually has a face like the boss, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
"Wen Yan, what a joke! I'm your old man!" After scolding his son, Wen Xingyi yelled at his granddaughter, "I'm going to apologize! Apologize!"
Wen Li: "..."
To put it bluntly, I still go to fight.
Wen Xingyi returned to the room angrily, and not long after, Xu Li suddenly had the inspiration to write a song. Once the inspiration came, he couldn't care about other things, and hurried back to the room.
In a blink of an eye, there were only three people left in the living room.
Wen Yan, who didn't know how to look at his niece, remained motionless, sitting in the living room as firm as a rock.
Wen Li couldn't bear it any longer, and asked tactfully, "Uncle, do you feel your forehead is glowing?"
Wen Yan calmly replied: "You won't go back to your room because you think I'm in the way?"
"..." It turns out that this old antique knows everything, and he deliberately sits here as a light bulb to make things difficult for her.
"Just staring at me won't kill me."
Wen Yan leaned back leisurely, today is New Year's Eve, no work entanglement, rare laziness, arguing with his niece in a good mood.
Wen Li closed her eyes, and suddenly said in a filial tone: "Uncle, I decided to go to the temple to seek marriage for you during the Chinese New Year."
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "Instead of asking for such useless things for me, it's better to ask for more wealth for the entire Wen family in the coming year."
Wen Li refused straight away: "I don't, our family is already rich enough, so I will seek marriage for you."
Wen Yan: "..."
Wen Li snorted and smiled: "Please meet a woman in the next year. She doesn't love you but you love her badly. A ruthless capitalist becomes a dog licking for love, and there is nothing left after licking."
Wen Yan was so angry at the vicious words that his temples twitched, he pulled his lips and said, "It's really a waste of your talent to be an actor with your imagination, you might as well switch to a screenwriter."
"Wait, uncle, that temple is very spiritual."
"Feudal superstition."
The uncle and nephew bickered, and Song Yan's ears hurt from hearing it, and he couldn't even watch the TV. Fortunately, Wen Yan didn't want to waste his tongue in such unnecessary quarrels, so he unilaterally ceased fighting and got up and went upstairs.
Song Yan thought for a moment, then got up and followed.
Wen Yan turned to look at him: "Is there something wrong?"
Song Yan was straightforward: "Why hide the agreement for us?"
The old man reacted as usual today, which means that Wen Yan must have not told the old man about the agreement.
"She said that if you want to beat a mandarin duck with a stick, hit her first." Wen Yan said, "I look at the girl who has grown up, how can I be willing?"
When Song Yan returned to the living room, Wen Li was a little surprised: "You go to the bathroom so fast?"
"Just washed my hands."
"Oh." Wen Li didn't doubt it, and waved at him, "Come and sit."
When he sat down, she immediately stuck to him.
Song Yan didn't have much interest in watching TV at this time, so he grabbed Wen Li's hand and asked softly while playing with her palm: "I chatted with your grandfather in the room for so long today, what did we talk about?"
Wen Li leaned on his shoulder, and said disapprovingly, "It's nothing to talk about, I educated my grandfather. Didn't I say that I will protect you in Wen's family, and I will never let you feel wronged!"
Song Yan just smiled and thanked her.
Wen Li felt that she couldn't afford this thank you, so she murmured, "Grandpa told me about our previous marriage contract. In order to make your parents accept me, you also said a lot of good things for me, right?"
"No."
"Don't comfort me, it's human nature." Wen Li thought very openly.
"No, it didn't take much effort," he said. "You're a delight."
Wen Li didn't believe it, and asked sharply, "Then why did my grandfather show you my photo when I was young, and you said you didn't want me to be your wife?"
When he was a child, he had a temper of a young master, and he was quite arrogant. He would have looked down on any little girl, not Wen Li.
But the truth must never be told, so he said: "I was blind when I was a child."
Wen Li was very satisfied with this answer, and huffed arrogantly: "Self-awareness is very clear."
Inspired by Song Yan's self-confidence, Wen Li began to be narcissistic again: "Today I beat my uncle for you a few times, is he handsome?"
"Handsome." Song Yan whispered in her ear, "I'm so handsome that I'm out of my mind."
Wen Li instantly had goose bumps all over her body, and laughed foolishly.
She kept rubbing against him, and the TV turned into a light bulb.
Song Yan hinted at her: "Go back to your room? Huh?"
Wen Li: "But it's not twelve o'clock yet, I still have to count down."
Song Yan: "Count on the bed."
"..."
Facts have proved that a few farts, who has time to control the New Year's Eve after going to bed, after twelve o'clock, it was Song Yan who reminded her that the new year is here.
"We have done it this year since last year." Wen Li gave Song Yan a thumbs up, "You are too strong."
Facing Wen Li's compliments, Song Yan had always been receptive and unable to resist, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he hummed.
"That's right." Wen Li suddenly remembered something, got up and wrapped herself in the quilt to find clothes, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to him, "It's for you."
Song Yan took it over and saw that it was a check for five million.
"What's this?"
"My grandpa owes you." Wen Li blinked and smiled, "Take it to buy spicy sticks."
Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he put the check on the bedside table casually, held her in his arms, patted her on the head and said, "Sister, happy new year."
"Happy New Year senior." Wen Li said with a smile, "Love me more in the new year."
"good."
Song Yan knew he was lying.
Because he clearly knew that his love for her had reached its peak, and it was impossible for him to love her more than now.
—
After the short New Year's Day holiday, Wen Li and Song Yan continued to devote their energies to the crew.
Before the holiday, Qiu Ping assigned Wen Li a crying scene homework. At first, Qiu Ping didn't have any hope, but she didn't expect that after the New Year's Day holiday, she actually understood it.
On the monitor, Wen Li was crying with snot and tears, and some staff members with higher empathy ability were also crying.
When Qiu Ping yelled Ka, she hadn't recovered yet, and it was Song Yan who hugged his wife and kept comforting him, and the sobbing gradually stopped.
Qiu Ping felt that he had really underestimated Wen Li's potential again, so he specially called her over after the scene and asked her how she realized it.
"Just as Director Qiu said, I just imagined that I was the one who died at that moment, and that was the last time with our Teacher Song."
Qiu Ping suddenly had a lump in his throat and his eyes trembled.
"When I thought about it, after I died, he might find someone to remarry within a few years." Wen Li sighed, "It's uncomfortable, men are unreliable, I'd better live a few more years and watch him. "
"..."
Qiu Ping's words "You really love him" just stuck in his throat.