Warm marriage, my domineering president

402, Yuyan Story 13 The voice over there was cold, "Where are you now?"

"Oh, I'm heading back to the city."

"When will you be back? Do something for me."

Rong Yu Qi hangs his head leaning against the wall, "This time, it can be adjusted at any time, um... I guess there is still a show tonight, why don't I go back tomorrow?"

There was silence over there, and the phone was cut off directly.

Rong Yuqi squinted at the hung up phone, shook his head, "Tsk tsk, I still have that dead temper."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of his eye and raised a smile, "Miss Song? What's the matter?"

Song Yifei scratched her head, blushed, and said reluctantly: "Mr. Rong, I, I have something to leave first."

"Okay, I really appreciate Miss Song's company today."

Song Yifei responded and ran away, and soon saw Jiang Chuxin who was anxious, "Sister Chuxin, what's wrong?"

At this time, Jiang's mother was also there, and she said angrily: "What time is it? Yichen hasn't come back yet! You go and hear how bad the guests outside are saying! Since he doesn't care about this engagement banquet, let's go! We It's not that no one wants Chu Xin, why did she stay here and be laughed at by others?!"

She said angrily, grabbed Jiang Chuxin's hand, and pulled her up.

Song's mother hurried over to dissuade her, "Mother-in-law, don't be angry, I just talked to Yichen on the phone, and I'll be back in a while, and I should be there soon."

Jiang's mother sneered, "It's too early for this in-law's mother to yell, it's better not to yell like that, I can't bear it."

"This……"

Jiang Chuxin also reassured, "Mom, Yichen will be here soon, so don't be angry."

Facing her only daughter, Jiang's mother was very angry, "Hmph, you are so devoted to others, but you may not be treated well by them, you are a fool! Listen to me, if Song Yichen runs away again this time, in the future You are no longer possible!"

"Dududu-"

At this time, Mother Song's cell phone rang, and Mother Song was overjoyed, "Yichen's phone, Yichen's phone."

"Hey Yichen, where are you?"

"I'll be there in 3 minutes. You and Dad appease the guests first. I'll go upstairs and change my clothes before I come down."

Song Yichen hung up the phone and glanced at Wen Yan who was concentrating on driving.

After a while, the car slowly stopped in a remote corner not far from the hotel entrance.

It's not raining too much outside now, but Wen Yan still found an umbrella and handed it to Song Yichen, "Go in quickly."

Song Yichen didn't take it, but leaned over and hugged her shoulder, his voice hoarse, "Xiaoyan, I'm sorry."

Wen Yan pushed him, and said coldly: "I'm sorry for my person, it was never you."

Song Yichen let her go, but didn't get out of the car, but took out a card from his pocket, "This...is all my personal savings, the money here is enough for you to pay back to that person even with interest on the principal , I was unable to help you two years ago, I was useless, I—"

Wen Yan said coldly: "Get out of the car!"

"Xiaoyan, you know I don't mean anything else, I just hope you can leave that man, live a little more freely and happily."

"Do you think I can be free and happy if I take your money? What is our relationship now?"

"Do we have to be so clear?"

"If one day, your family is desperate for money, do you want me to sell it to another man and spit out the money? Are you sure that I was worth as much as I am now?"

Song Yichen's eyes turned red when he heard Wen Yan's words, "Okay... well, if you don't want it, then you don't want it, I just take it back, why do you have to say that about yourself?"

Wen Yan was silent.

Song Yichen didn't hold an umbrella, but held the car door handle with his big hand. Wen Yan glanced over, "From now on, we don't want to see each other again, and even if we do, don't come up to say hello to me."

Song Yichen was about to speak when someone shouted at the hotel entrance: "Brother!"

Jiang Chuxin also appeared at the door and walked over, "Yichen!"

Seeing the gauze on Song Yichen's forehead, he was stunned for a moment, "You...what's the matter? What happened?"

"Something happened on the road."

"What's the matter now?"

"It's all right."

Seeing that Song Yichen really seemed to be fine, Jiang Chuxin breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Wen Yan in the car, he was overjoyed, "Xiaoyan, you're really here, I thought you weren't coming."

Song Yifei didn't have such a good face, "What are you doing here, you bitch?"

Wen Yan didn't even hear it, the kitten was still in the car, she carried the kitten out, and handed it to Song Yichen, "Cat."

Song Yichen was about to take it, Song Yifei snorted softly, and took it first, but the kitten kept struggling in her arms and refused to be hugged by her.

Song Yifei was furious, "You—"

Want to scold but can't.

Jiang Chu asked sadly: "Xiaoyan, are you really not going in?"

Wen Yan was silent, closed the car door directly, started the engine slowly, and prepared to drive away.

But at this time, the kitten in Song Yifei's arms was struggling even harder, and its little paw scratched Song Yifei. Song Yifei yelled and threw the kitten aside in disgust.

Jiang Chuxin frowned, and scolded softly, "Yifei, if you - if Mr. Rong sees you, what will Mr. Rong think?"

Song Yifei was wronged, "I... this cat hurt me."

Jiang Chuxin sighed, and stopped talking about her, and began to look for the kitten, but the kitten climbed up to the front of the car, watching Wen Yan's non-stop meowing, and seemed to sense that Wen Yan was about to leave , as if not taking it away.

Wen Yan had already started the engine, but seeing Jiang Chuxin jumping towards the cat, he turned off the engine again.

Jiang Chuxin tried to catch it, and it ran around and climbed onto the roof of the car.

Mother Song and Mother Jiang chased them out at this time, and when they saw them, they hurriedly said, "Yichen, Chu Xin, why are you here? What time is it? Go back to the lobby!"

Jiang Chuxin said: "But if Mr. Rong's cat is not sent back to him now, it will go somewhere later."

Song's mother said: "I'll call someone to help, you two go back first."

Wen Yan in the car glanced at them lightly, then got out of the car suddenly, looked at the roof of the car and stretched out his hand, the little milk cat happily threw himself into her arms, and in her arms Have fun.

"Mrs. Song, Mrs. Jiang, why are you all here?"

Not far away, a voice came.

Everyone looked in one direction and happened to see Rong Yuqi coming out from one place.

Mother Song and Mother Jiang responded, "Mr. Rong."

Rong Yuqi nodded, turned around and saw Wen Yan who was holding the kitten, and smiled, "We meet again, is the kitten still good?"

Wen Yan: "..."

Rong Yuqi smiled even more, "What? Is my kitten not good?"

Rong Yuqi's eyes are very deep, staring at a person, and when his eyes are smiling, it gives people an illusion of affection.

But at this moment, with so many people around, Rong Yuqi was talking to Wen Yan alone, which made Song Yifei feel uncomfortable, especially since she could tell that Rong Yuqi was very interested in Wen Yan.

She gritted her teeth, "Hey, Mr. Rong is asking you something, are you dumb?"

Mother Song frowned and scolded, "Xiaofei, why are you talking? Xiaoyan is our guest, so you can't be rude."

Mother Song and Mother Jiang saw Wen Yan in the car when she first came out. At that time, their faces were not very good-looking, it can be said to be ugly, but time was urgent, and there was no time to pay attention to her.

Now, Rong Yuqi's attention has been attracted by her, so they are naturally not happy, and are very worried that Rong Yuqi will fall in love with Wen Yan.

It's getting late now, Mother Song said again: "Xiaoyan, thank you for sending Yichen back, you must be tired after driving for so long, go in and have a seat."

Then he said to Rong Yuqi: "Mr. Rong, it's windy outside, let's go back inside."

Rong Yuqi nodded, and Wen Yan directly stuffed the kitten back into Rong Yuqi's arms, turned his head and opened the car door, Song's mother's face suddenly sank.

As soon as Wen Yan left, the kitten in Rong Yuqi's arms followed Wen Yan again, and Rong Yuqi smiled, "It seems that the kitten really likes you. It's rare that we are so destined. Let's go in and have a chat together?"

Wen Yan frowned, staring at Rong Yuqi, and after a while, let go of the little hand holding the car door, and picked up the kitten as well.

Except for Jiang Chuxin, the faces of all the people present were very ugly. Mother Song couldn't care less about it anymore, and urged Song Yichen and Jiang Chuxin to go inside quickly, otherwise the guests would all leave.

Song Yichen pursed his thin lips tightly, and before leaving, he glanced at Wen Yan, but Wen Yan lowered his eyes, not looking at him.

After Song Yichen and Jiang Chuxin went in, Song's mother and Jiang's mother Song Yifei stayed behind to greet Rong Yuqi, "Mr. Rong, please come inside."

"Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Song, you don't have to be polite. Go ahead and do your work first. You don't have to be too polite to greet me. Xiaoyan and I can just walk around as we please."

Rong Yuqi deliberately bit the word Xiaoyan a little harder.

Song Yifei's expression changed, "Mr. Rong—"

Song's mother's expression was not good, but she pulled Song Yifei back and said with a smile: "Then let's go first. If there is something that I didn't take good care of, I hope you can forgive me."

After Song's mother took Song Yifei away, Wen Yan raised his head and glanced at Rong Yuqi. When Rong Yuqi saw her eyes, where was the noble manners and gentlemanly demeanor before?

Immediately, like a coquettish loyal dog, he rushed towards her, hugged her like hugging his beloved toy, and rubbed against her shoulder, "Little cat, I won't hug her for a day, but I want to I'm dead~"

Wen Yan was embraced by him, without struggling or opening his mouth, and was completely silent.

And the kitten in her arms seems to be very happy to rub in her arms for a while, rubbing in Rong Yuqi's arms for a while, very satisfied.

After a while, Wen Yan pushed him quietly, "Okay, if you don't let go, someone will come later."

Rong Yuqi smiled, rubbing her chin, smiling like a fox, "Okay, but... you have to kiss me, um... I won't let you go unless you kiss me."

Wen Yan glanced at him, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Rong Yuqi smiled, "They didn't say it was a kiss on the lips."

Wen Yan: "..."

Rong Yuqi smiled at Mimi, "Well...this time it's just a kiss on the lips, but...you have to kiss three times."

Wen Yan glanced at his smile, remained silent and did not move.

"Okay, then kiss again?"

Only then did Wen Yan kiss his lips again, but Rong Yuqi leaned over and kissed her lips when she was retreating, and then let her go after a while, and walked into the hotel side by side with her Go, "What time is the plane tomorrow?"

"Ten o'clock in the morning."

Rong Yuqi leaned over ambiguously, "Oh? Are you sure you can get up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning?"

Just as Wen Yan was about to answer, he heard someone yelling, "What are you doing?!"

Wen Yan heard the sound and looked over. It was Song Yifei who had just got out of the elevator. She walked towards Wen Yan angrily, pushed Rong Yuqi away, and threw her hand at Wen Yan's face. her wrist.

"Let me go! You shameless vixen who sees a man seduce a man!"

Rong Yuqi's face darkened, "Miss Song, what are you doing?"

Seeing her, Song Yifei's arrogance suddenly weakened, "I—"

Rong Yuqi smiled lightly, and what he said now is much gentler, "Miss Song, elegant ladies don't yell and hit people casually, that would be too uncute .”

Song Yifei hastily withdrew her small hand, "Me, it's my first time too, so, I won't do it in the future."

"Miss Song is here to see us?"

"Yes, yes, the banquet is about to start, so I would like to invite Mr. Rong up for dinner."

Rong Yuqi looked at Wen Yan with a smile, "Xiaoyan, since that's the case, let's go."

Song Yifei bit her lip and looked at Wen Yan with envy.

No matter how dull she is, she can still feel that Rong Yuqi is a little special to Wen Yan.

He and the others have always been reasonable and polite, although they always smiled, but that smile was different from that of Wen Yan, he was much closer to her than to all of them.

The three of them got out of the elevator. Father Song and Father Jiang were already waiting at the door of the elevator. When they saw Wen Yan who came up together holding the kitten, they smiled, but nodded, "Xiaoyan is here too."

Wen Yan fell silent.

Father Song didn't blame him either, and said to Rong Yuqi: "Mr. Rong, please take a seat."

"Mr. Song, Mr. Jiang is polite."

"Mr. Rong came from afar, it should be." Father Song said, looking at Wen Yan, "Xiaoyan, we have already arranged a seat for you, Xiaofei, take Xiaoyan to sit there."

Song Yifei just laughed and raised her chin, "Not yet—"

Before he could finish speaking, seeing Rong Yuqi's eyes, he quickly turned around, "Miss Wen, this way please."

And Rong Yuqi said: "I don't know where Ms. Wen is sitting? I haven't had time to thank Ms. Wen for taking care of the kitten for me today. Now that I have the opportunity, I want to thank Ms. Wen. Is it convenient? "

Mr. Song hurriedly replied: "It's convenient, of course it's convenient, Xiao Fei, go ask someone to add a position to the chairman."

Song Yifei gritted her teeth, but could only go and do what Song's father said.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and teased the kitten in her arms, as if what others said had nothing to do with her.

Song's father and Jiang's mother still had to greet the guests, Rong Yuqi and Wen Yan sat down next to each other, and they were the only two in the chair.

Rong Yuqi carried the kitten in her arms over, and called the waiter casually, "Pour a cup of warm water over here, it will be hot in the mouth, but you can drink it again."

As soon as the waiter left, Song Yifei came back, sat down beside Rong Yuqi, and began to talk to Rong Yuqi shyly: "Mr. Rong, you are from the north, and I don't know what you like to eat, so we called you this afternoon." A few more famous dishes from the capital city have been added to the kitchen."

Rong Yuqi's smile remained the same, "Miss Song, you are being polite. Rong seldom comes to the South, and he has long admired the food in the South. It would be the best if he can taste the authentic and delicious southern food when he comes here."

As soon as Rong Yuqi finished speaking, the waiter came over with a cup of warm water, and when it was placed next to Rong Yuqi, Rong Yuqi made a gesture and asked him to pass it to Wen Yan.

After the waiter left, Wen Yan calmly drank the warm water, licked his dry lips, and now his pale face was a little flushed again.

Rong Yuqi suddenly asked: "When will the food be served?"

Song Yifei became nervous, "Oh, this...the food should be served later, Mr. Rong, are you hungry?"

Rong Yuqi didn't answer, took out his handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Wen Yan, frowning slightly, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Wen Yan shook his head.

Rong Yuqi frowned into a word, "Why don't you even eat dinner?"

Gentle and silent.

"How long have you been driving?"

"More than three hours."

At this moment, Rong Yuqi asked Song Yifei who was staring blankly at him talking to Wen Yan, "Do you have any dessert?"

"Ah? Yes, yes."

"Ask the kitchen to bring up a dessert first."

"Okay, I, I'm going now."

"Remember, keep it warm, not cold."

"Ok."

Song Yifei left. As soon as she left, people from the Song family and the Jiang family arrived. Song's mother grabbed Song Yifei who was leaving, "Yifei, where are you going?"

"Mr. Rong said he wants dessert, I'll ask someone to bring it over."

"Well, let's go."

Everyone responded and took their seats, and Song Yichen sat down directly beside Wen Yan.

At this time, the bandage on his forehead has been removed, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see the redness and swelling on his forehead.

Mr. Song sat down, "Mr. Rong, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"President Song, you're welcome. It's natural for the family to be busy."

At this time, Song Yifei had already returned, holding a tray in her hand, "Mr. Song, the dessert you want."

Capacity"

Song Yifei noticed the approving gazes of the Song family and the Jiang family, and was also happy in her heart, and happily brought the dessert over.

Rong Yuqi hurriedly said: "I called this for Miss Wen, and Miss Song just pass it to Miss Wen."

At this moment, everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

Song Yifei gritted her teeth, so she pretended not to mind and brought the dessert in front of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan pretended that no one else existed, so he lowered his head and ate his own food. Seeing this, Song Yichen knew that she was hungry, so he softened his eyes.

"Mr. Rong, I heard that you seldom come to the south. Many of the dishes here are famous in the south. Although there are people in the north who cook them, they are not as authentic as ours in the south. Mr. Song must eat more tonight. "

"Mr. Jiang is very polite."

Rong Yuqi picked up the food himself, but put it in Wen Yan's bowl first, everyone was stunned again, Rong Yuqi smiled and said: "Miss Wen looks very shy, I guess she would not dare to pick up the food by herself, I am the closest to Miss Wen, and Mr. Song has to take care of Miss Jiang, so I have to take good care of Miss Wen, and I still owe Miss Wen a favor, so I can just repay the favor, don't you think? Miss Wen?"

Wen Yan took the food he brought over and ate it. She was silent. When the fish was served, she was not polite. After all, Rong Yuqi served her when they ate together in the past.

So she said calmly, "I want to eat fish."

Rong Yuqi smiled, with a smile on his face, "Okay."

As he spoke, he took a piece of tender and smooth fish, picked out the bones, dipped it in sauce, and sent it to Wen Yan's bowl.

Song Yichen originally brought food for Wen Yan at the same time, but because of Rong Yuqi's words, he had to eat by himself and bowed his head.

Song Yifei was so annoyed, she couldn't help but said shyly: "Mr. Rong, I can't reach the duck over there, can you help me get a piece?"

Rong Yuqi smiled, turned the turntable on the table, and turned the plate of duck meat to Song Yifei, "In this case, Miss Song can eat whatever piece she wants."

Rong Yuqi knew that Wen Yan liked to eat ginger pork belly, so he gave Wen Yan a few bucks.

Wen Yan doesn't like to eat greasy or fried or too spicy food, so he didn't help her with roasted duck, pineapple cake, pickled pork with preserved vegetables, but.

Knowing that Wen Yan likes to eat seafood, he even peeled Wen Yan's shrimp and dug out crab paste all the way by himself.

Seeing this, the people of the Song family and the Jiang family had very bad expressions. They originally wanted to chat with Rong Yuqi at the banquet, but now it seems that Rong Yuqi's preference is to take care of Wen Yan.

Song Yichen naturally knew Wen Yan's preferences. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, stopped eating, and glanced at Rong Yuqi.

Rong Yuqi didn't seem to understand why, so he asked him: "Mr. Song, do you have any questions?"

Song Yichen was silent.

However, after seeing that Rong Yuqi also gave Wen Yan some not-too-spicy food, his complexion became better, but after seeing that Wen Yan ate all of it into his stomach, he frowned, I couldn't help but said, "Don't you have a bad stomach? Don't eat spicy things."

Wen Yan glanced at him sideways, "I've lived in the capital for two years."

Song Yichen was speechless for a moment.

Rong Yuqi was stunned for a moment, "So Miss Wen can't eat spicy food? Sorry, I don't know."

Wen Yan ignored her and continued to eat her own food.

Father Jiang frowned, not too harshly, but somewhat displeased, "Xiaoyan, Mr. Rong has taken care of you for so long, how could he be so rude?"

Wen Yan ignored everyone and ate his own.

Mr. Song spoke again, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiaoyan, it's so late, Mr. Rong hasn't eaten yet, we are all a family, don't be shy, take the food yourself, don't let Mr. Rong take care of you, understand?"

Wen Yan wiped his mouth with Rong Yuqi's handkerchief, and said to Rong Yuqi lightly: "I'm full."

Rong Yuqi frowned, "Eat more, you eat too little."

Wen Yan frowned in a rare way, feeling a little emotional, "Too greasy."

"Then have some porridge?"

" Um."

"Millet porridge or seafood porridge?"

"Millet porridge."

Rong Yuqi waved, called the waiter over, and ordered a millet porridge.

Everyone looked at it, and couldn't speak for a while, because the two of them got along so naturally, it seemed that they had known each other for a long time, and the way and tone of their words were too intimate, as if...

Do that to your partner.

Everyone couldn't help thinking deeply.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Rong Yuqi smiled inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I just think that Mr. Rong cares about Xiaoyan."

"Personally, I really appreciate Ms. Wen's kind of silent and quiet person. My good friend Jian Shenyang has the same temperament as her. They also talk very little and are very picky eaters. They don't like greasy fried and spicy food. So when getting along with Miss Wen, there is always a feeling of familiarity and intimacy. "

Finally had the opportunity to say this, Mr. Song quickly said; "The Mr. Jian that Mr. Rong said is the eldest grandson of General Jian, he is also a very young and outstanding entrepreneur."

Rong Yuqi nodded and smiled: "Yes, that man is good in everything but has a bad temper. It seems that Miss Yang Qiwen's temper is much better than his. He called me just now and asked me for help. Yes Yes, his company is having a big project, and Mr. Song can go over and fight for it for a while."

Father Song's eyes lit up, "It's the project of the AA government project at the beginning of next year."

"Ah."

Rong Yuqi smiled, and took out a business card from his pocket, "This is his contact information. You can contact him at the end of the year."

"Thank you Mr. Rong, thank you very much."

"This is not considered help, Mr. Song is too polite."

At this time, someone on the stage also gave a speech. After talking, Jiang Chuxin stood up, pulled Song Yichen up with a smile, and walked to the stage hand in hand.

And the warm millet porridge was also served. She came here to eat tonight, so she drank the porridge with her head down. She didn't care about what happened outside.

Rong Yuqi leaned his elbows on the table and said with a smile, "Don't you want to applaud?"

Wen Yan was silent.

Rong Yuqi smiled, and along with the crowd, applauded hard.

At this time, the audience was already lively, and many people stood up booing.

Wen Yan suddenly felt helpless: "Are there any mushrooms? I want to eat mushrooms."

Rong Yuqi looked at her and sighed helplessly, "Of course there is, but...it probably doesn't suit your taste."

Even though he said so, he still held her back graciously, and served her skillfully, "But...you have to take me back tonight."

" Um."

The scene became more and more lively, what the two of them were talking about, even Song Yifei beside Rong Yuqi couldn't hear clearly, let alone other people.

"My kitten is really the best." Rong Yuqi stared sideways at her who was eating, "Is there anything else I want to eat? Would you like a glass of warm water?"

"Ah."

Rong Yuqi ordered a glass of warm water for her again, and only needed to wipe her mouth.

After Wen Yan finished eating, he handed over the meowing cat in his arms for her to hold, and then he started eating.

When Song Yichen and Jiang Chuxin were exchanging rings, Wen Yan hugged his kitten, and after feeding it a piece of meat, he still looked over, but his eyes were calm.

After tasting a few mouthfuls, Rong Yuqi leaned over and said, "The dishes here are not as good as those in Chaoyang Restaurant."

"Ah."

"When we go back to the capital, we'll eat there again."

"Ah."

Well, over there Song Yichen had already knelt down on one knee and put a ring on Jiang Chuxin. Wen Yan kept watching without opening his eyes.

At this time, many people had finished their meal, because many people made a fuss, so everyone left their seats, walked around, and came to toast Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and Song's mother.

But it's obvious that everyone is drunk and doesn't care about drinking.

Many people came towards Rong Yuqi and toasted him one after another.

A bold young girl also asked: "Mr. Rong, I have heard of you for a long time, and I have always admired you. This is my phone number. I am free whenever Mr. Rong wants to go. My name is Yang."

As he spoke, he glanced at Wen Yan beside him.

Rong Yuqi took the note, put it in his pocket, and smiled, "Thank you, Miss Yang."

The other party smiled and left.

Because there were many people who came to toast Rong Yuqi, it was bustling, Wen Yan was a little bored by them, so he got up and stood in a corner.

"Isn't that Wen Yan? She also has the face to come here?"

"I heard that people from the Jiang family and the Song family didn't invite her in the first place. She wanted to come in with a stern face. I don't know what method she used to make Mr. Rong fall in love with her. She pestered Mr. Rong to let him brought her in."

"It's really shameless. I heard that Mr. Rong has been asking her to pick up vegetables and serve her just now. Who does she think she is! I think Mr. Rong will get tired of her soon."

"Look at her, how poorly she is dressed, not even a dress."

At this time, suddenly a young and beautiful girl walked by Wen Yan, stepped on her snow-white shoes, staggered, and spilled the wine on Wen Yan's body, stood still and hugged Wen Yan with both hands. She smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone here. I think you don't mind, Miss Wen?"

There was a sarcastic laugh from the opposite side.

"What brand are your shoes and clothes? How much is the total? Will I pay you?"

As he spoke, he took out three chapters of red one hundred from his bag, "Three hundred, is it more than enough?"

Wen Yan glanced at her indifferently, picked up the leftover tea from someone else in front of him and splashed it on that person's face, "You can save the 300 yuan."

The girl screamed, "Ah! You, you trampling man, dare to throw me up?! Do you know who I am? Do you believe that I will make your father lose his job tomorrow?!"

Wen Yan straightened his clothes, and was about to leave in silence, when a middle-aged woman dressed as a lady came over and saw the stains on her body, "Oh, my good daughter, you, what's wrong with you ? Who did it? Don’t die, right?!”

"This trample, she dares to hit me!"

"Where did you come from, a wild girl with no education at all! How dare you splash my daughter? What are you?!"

The lady was furious, and she was about to slap Wen Yan, but Wen Yan silently grabbed her hand, "It was your daughter who threw me first."

"You still dare to quibble? Even if my daughter is at fault first, that's flattering you. What are you? You're just an old man's plaything. My daughter is a waste of wine by splashing on you!"

"Mrs. Yang, what's the matter?"

At this time, Song's mother came over and saw that Wen Yan's chest was wet, and frowned, feeling ashamed.

"Mrs. Song, why do you invite everyone in your family? Is this kind of scumbag qualified to come in here? Why don't you drive her out quickly?"

Mrs. Song was worrying that she had no excuse to drive Wen Yan away. She glanced at Rong Yuqi, who didn't seem to notice what was going on here, so she said displeasedly, "Wen Yan, don't let go of Yang." Ma'am? Apologize to Miss Yang and Mrs. Yang? I haven't seen you for two years, where are your tutors?"

Wen Yan let go of Mrs. Yang, but did not apologize.

Mrs. Yang sneered, "Mrs. Song, are you talking about tutoring with this kind of woman? Does she have a tutor?"

Song's mother said impatiently, "Wen Yan, hurry up!"

Ms. Yang smiled, "You don't have to apologize, as long as you pay me 50 yuan for the dress, give it to me right now, otherwise... I want you to get out of here naked! Miss Wen, you say... you Which one to choose? But... do you have half a million?"

Wen Yan was silent and just looked at them.

"I counted to three." Ms. Yang sneered, "Three—two——"

Wen Yan's face remained unchanged, unmoved.

Miss Yang gritted her teeth, "You! Don't be shameless!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped Wen Yan. Wen Yan blocked it, but she didn't block Mrs. Yang's next slap, and a slap mark was clearly left on her face.

Her skin is tender and pale, and a slap print is very clear, and Wen Yan reacted quickly, and returned the slap quietly. Madam Yang felt ashamed, and gritted her teeth like a shrew, and stepped forward to slap Wen Yan: "How dare you?" Hit me, you trample, how dare you hit me!"

At this time, the hall not only echoed with Mrs. Yang's fierce cry, but also the sound of tableware breaking when it fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Mrs. Song frowned, "Wen Yan, apologize to me quickly!"

As he said that, he grabbed Mrs. Yang again, "Mrs. Yang, I asked her to apologize to you, so don't be angry."

Madam Yang looked at her clothes ripped to pieces, her hair was messy, and her face was red and swollen, she said softly, "Oh, apologizing now? It's too late!"

As he spoke, he gave Wen Yan a sharp push.

Because she was caught off guard for a moment, she pushed him straight, and because he stepped on the debris on the ground, he staggered, and the whole person fell to the table, falling in the direction of few people.

Someone saw her and wanted to hold her back, but it was already too late, Wen Yan fell backwards.

Song Yichen, who couldn't get away all the time, looked towards this side anxiously, just happened to see this place, his face turned pale, he left everyone behind, and ran forward, "Xiaoyan!"

He yelled, came over quickly, stretched out his hand and quickly picked up the fallen Wen Yan, and walked quickly to the entrance of the banquet hall.

On the other hand, Rong Yuqi was still surrounded by other people, and he didn't know if he saw the movement here, and he didn't react at all, he just glanced over with a smile, looked at Wen Yan who was being held by Song Yichen, and then He turned his gaze away and continued talking to people.

After Wen Yan was carried away, other people saw that the place where she fell just now was covered with blood.