Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

The next day, the sun was still shining brightly.

Wen Ying washed up despite the dark circles under her eyes and found a hot towel to apply to her eyes before she felt more comfortable.

Last night, there was a huge quarrel on the forum. Half of the classmates scolded the poster for invading privacy, and half scolded Wen Ying for being shameless.

Li Ruoting rushed in: "Wen Ying, have you read the post? Something happened."

Wen Ying packed up the washbasin and walked to the dormitory: "What?"

Li Yuru held up her mobile phone and began to read: "I solemnly apologize for my lack of distinction between right and wrong, apologize to the classmates who were spread rumors, and clarify..."

The last sentence is to say: It has been confirmed that the two have no relationship. It is all my guess based on my own imagination.

Wen Ying smeared on Dabao's facial cream and a layer of lipstick. She picked up her phone and opened the Tieba. There was not only an apology, but also a statement and a warning letter from the school counselor.

It must have been arranged by Song Jingming, in order to clarify that the two people had nothing to do with each other.

Wen Ying sighed: "That's good, it doesn't matter...it doesn't matter in the first place."

But there was some pain in my heart, which I couldn't explain, just like a cup of latte, mellow but with a hint of bitterness.

Just clarify, maybe it ends like this. They were two intersecting straight lines. After a brief encounter, they became farther and farther apart.

There were many classmates watching her along the way, but most of them were in a hurry. Everyone had their own lives, and who would always pay attention to people who had nothing to do with them.

They are all passers-by in life. Wen Ying calms down and plans to welcome a stable and stable life in the future.

The two went to the classroom and found a seat on the side. Wen Yingzai read the book carefully, and heard the whispers of classmates in his ears.

"Look. Here comes a beautiful woman. She looks like she's in good condition. She's wearing a brand name."

Wen Ying looked up and saw a tall and beautiful girl with curly hair and exquisite makeup coming into the classroom, exuding pride.

He walked directly to Wen Ying on high heels, with disdain in his eyes, but his tone was very soft: "Wen Ying, right? I'm here to apologize to you."

Apologize?

Wen Ying didn't understand, but still stood up politely: "Hello, who are you?"

"I'm Song Jingming's girlfriend. I saw the malicious speculation about you on the school forum, so I feel extremely sorry. As a girl, it's not good to be treated like this, so I found someone to make a statement overnight. . It’s also my fault as my real girlfriend. I’ve been abroad all year round and neglected some things... Haha."

The other party was very decent and couldn't find any mistakes.

Wen Ying felt an uncomfortable lump in his throat, but he immediately adjusted his attitude.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a rumor. Thank you for clarifying it for me."

The students in the entire classroom are looking here. There were whispers from other students around, maybe they were talking about a talented man matching a beautiful woman.

Yes, this girl's family conditions are very good, and there is no trace of inferiority in her body. As for myself, my whole body was shabby.

Wan He smiled and leaned into her ear: "Oh, by the way, you should stay away from Song Jingming in the future. I don't want to cause any more trouble. If you always look for him, I will be in trouble."

Wen Ying froze and tried to speak in a calm tone: "I'm sorry, we will never meet again."

Wan He smiled softly and left openly.

Wen Ying sat down, held her phone tightly, opened WeChat, found Song Jingming, and blocked him without hesitation. I thought to myself: He has a girlfriend, why would he come and say those mind-numbing words to me? Do you think I'm funny?

It is undeniable that she is weak, but anyone who has been abused by their parents since childhood will have scars all over their body. Wen Ying had a habit of being like a watermelon bug, curling up when in danger so that the beating wouldn't hurt so much.

Li Ruoting comforted her: "It's okay Wen Ying, I know who this is. Her name is Wan He, and she belongs to the school director Wan's family. Check out the post, the latest one is at the top."

Wen Ying looked at her phone: Wan He, the school director's sister, returned to China. She thanked everyone for their enthusiasm and attached an intimate photo with her boyfriend.

The photo was of her and Song Jingming at the beach. Song Jingming was wearing beach pants and a colorful shirt, with most of his breasts exposed. He was very different from his usual stoic look, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, as picturesque as a poem.

And Wan Ha was waving beside him in a sexy bikini...

Looking at Wan He's plump and attractive body, Wen Ying completely woke up.

Haha, a game for rich people.

I am just a part of being played.

Comment below: The real girlfriend appears. It turns out that this handsome CEO is Miss Wanda’s boyfriend. A match made in heaven.

No matter what, just stop talking about yourself and be with whomever he likes. Wen Ying turned off her phone and listened to the class wholeheartedly. After class, I went to the cafeteria to eat, as usual, like a small flower blooming in the corner of the city.

Weak but hardworking.

There was no time to be sad and class was over. She searched for part-time jobs again and read them one by one.

There was a company that was recruiting evening English tutors. It seemed quite reliable and it was not far away. It was only an hour's bus ride away. Wen Ying called and said, "Hello, do you need an English tutor? I'm from Hangcheng University." school……"

Wen Ying has good academic performance and scored more than 140 points in English in the college entrance examination. She is very popular for applying as a tutor.

Soon, I made an agreement with the other party and started class tomorrow night.

Here, Song Jingming didn't know that she had blocked him. He still remembered what she said at the lake that day, so he was angry and didn't contact Wen Ying for two days.

After dealing with the company's affairs, I still couldn't help but open the Hangzhou Post Bar.

The pin was replaced by an apology letter. Song Jingming frowned, anger flashed in his eyes.

The above statement and letter of apology seem to have no problems, but there are contradictions in the comments. The students at Hangcheng University are all talking about it: It's right to think about it. I heard that she came out of a poor village. How could a big CEO like her?

Below is a photo of him and Wan He at the beach.

"This is a match made in heaven."

"The prince matches the princess, Cinderella stands aside."

Song Jingming sneered and called Wan He directly: "Hangcheng University Post Bar, did you find someone to do it?"

Wan He smiled and said: "Brother Jingming, you haven't taken the initiative to call me for a year. Why are you so mean to others when you first come up? I'm afraid that this little thing will affect your mood, so I solved it myself. Don't be unhappy. Should I go find you tonight?"

Song Jingming's voice sank to the bottom: "Tonight? Why are you looking for me?"

Wan He smiled very charmingly: "Ah, what are you thinking about? I just miss you and want to chat with you..."

Song Jingming was too lazy to talk nonsense and just said: "I'm warning you, delete my photos immediately, and any posts related to me will disappear immediately, otherwise I will have to find someone to block the post."

On the other end of the conversation, Wan He looked sinister and resentful, but he still said softly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you angry over such a trivial matter? You never cared about such things before."

Song Jingming thought of the little malnourished little boy who had a pale face and a red nose from crying, and said coldly: "Wan He, don't mess with me. I have someone I like."

Then he hung up the phone.

I wanted to send Wen Ying a WeChat message, but I hesitated for a long time, typed and deleted numerous messages, and finally summed it up in one sentence: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'll just block the post, okay?"

I sent it out anxiously, but what came my way was a red exclamation mark.

Song Jingming had never seen this symbol before and asked Secretary Li in the screenshot: "What does this mean?"

"Miss Wen has blocked you, boss."

Ciao...