Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

When he received the call, Wen Can was on his way back to the Wen family manor.

He was drowsy and didn't even open his eyes when he answered the phone.

"Wen Can." The trembling female voice entered his ears, without causing a ripple until the next sentence -

"What does Ye Kong mean?"

-

Wen Can opened his eyes, no longer drowsy, "What do you mean?"

"She promised me personally that she would never tell anyone about it!"

The woman collapsed and said, "I went to see you yesterday to discuss a solution! It would have been fine if she hid outside the window and eavesdropped quietly. I only asked her not to spread the news and wait until we had completely resolved the problem. She clearly agreed to it on the spot, why is she going back on her word now?!"

"..." Wen Can was completely awake. He frowned, "What are you talking about? Has the news spread? Who knows about it?"

"Everyone! Everyone knows! Are you satisfied?" The woman took a deep breath and raised one hand to cover her face, but she still couldn't help crying, "Wen Can, we have been friends for ten years. How many problems have we solved together in these ten years? How many things have we talked about together? How many secrets have we shared? How long have you and Ye Kong known each other? Half a year? Only half a year, and you let her hurt me like this?!!!"

"...Is there someone next to you?" Wen Can's icy voice came from the receiver, like water drops falling on a cold pipe. Even the echo of the splashes was so piercing that Qin Ranqiu couldn't help but shiver.

But she remained calm, just shook her head with tears in her eyes: "Forget it, things have come to this, I have nothing to say."

She laughed miserably: "Then just wait for me to marry into your family and become your stepmother."

After saying that, she hung up the phone, looking completely distraught and without any reaction.

The sisters looked at each other and saw extreme shock in each other's eyes.

Then this extreme shock turned into extreme anger.

"Qin Ranqiu, shouldn't you explain to us what happened with the phone call just now? When did you and Wen Can become so close?"

"Yeah, what do you mean by friends for ten years? Are you two secretly having an affair without telling anyone?!"

"That's not how you use secret communication! No, the point now is... the person who leaked the information on the forum is Ye Kong?!"

"..."

Qin Ranqiu finally reacted. She shook her head slowly: "I don't know. I don't know if it was Ye Kong himself or someone who was instructed by her. No, I don't want to doubt Ye Kong at all. She is Wen Can's fiancée, isn't she?"

The expression on the woman's face can only be described as sad. "She is Wen Can's fiancée, how could I doubt her? But, but no one else knows about it! I didn't even tell you! She only found out about this when she overheard our conversation at Wen Can's house, but she clearly promised me that she would never tell anyone else!"

She covered her face and tried not to cry out loud: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that this matter is too embarrassing, too shameful, it's simply tearing off my face and the dignity that I rely on to survive, and putting it in the mud and trampling on it - I originally wanted to discuss a good solution with Wen Can, and wait until everything is resolved, and then tell you quietly, so as not to worry you, who knows..."

"who knows……"

Her murmurs were choked back into her throat.

The sisters looked at each other in surprise.

After knowing each other for so many years, everyone knows that the Qin family is famous for favoring boys over girls, but Qin Ranqiu himself is a typical child from other people's families.

She is gentle, sensible, good at studying, smiles at everyone she sees, and is liked by the elders.

These arrogant young ladies looked down on her at first, but later they became good friends with her because of her consistent character.

Therefore, they knew better than anyone else how high Qin Ranqiu's self-esteem was. They had known each other for so many years, but had never seen Qin Ranqiu cry, let alone cry so uncontrollably in front of others.

They all saw the pain in each other's eyes, as well as the anger that was gradually burning and intensifying.

"So, the culprit of this incident is Ye Kong?" someone said coldly.

But he was interrupted by another calmer person.

"Isn't that right? The culprits are Wen Rong and Ran Qiu's heartless parents," the lady blew on her newly finished manicure, raised it up and admired it while saying, "But this doesn't mean Ye Kong is innocent."

The corners of her mouth were covered with a trace of a cold smile. "Regardless of why she eavesdropped on the conversation between her fiancé and his friend, the fact that she promised to keep it a secret but went back on her word is enough to make people despise her."

The woman turned to look at Qin Ranqiu: "Ranqiu, tell me, what is the solution you and Wen Can discussed?"

·

When Ye Kong got the news, her coffee shop was already full of people.

The Zhou Song quartet, Lin Xinzhou, Qu Wu, and even Li Yin.

Seeing the girl coming down from upstairs with a paint tray, she asked a few people suspiciously, "What are you doing? Why are you suddenly having a meeting here?"

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Song asked her suspiciously.

"Painting." Ye Kong scratched his head with the tip of his paintbrush. "I have a headache recently. I have to do something."

"...When you have a headache, shouldn't you rest instead of working?" Zhou Song complained subconsciously, and quickly skipped the topic, "No, that's not the focus today."

He sat in the booth, looked Ye Kong up and down, and said, "That's not right. You don't look like that kind of person at all."

"What kind of person?" Ye Kong was puzzled.

She had originally planned to start painting from the wall near the cash register, but now that this happened, she had to start painting from the booth where several people were sitting.

The girl smeared paint on the old wall without hesitation. She seemed to have no need to think at all when she wrote, relying only on the instinctive movements of her hands. She could even talk to them at the same time: "What happened again? Tell me."

The group of people were originally looking at her actions in shock, but now they had to retract their thoughts.

Zhou Song was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Kong: "Let Wei Zhiyu speak."

"Ah?" Zhou Song was confused for a moment, "Why?"

"I just think that Master Wei, who usually doesn't talk much, must have clearer thoughts and be more organized when telling stories, so it won't be hard for me to listen to them."

Wei Zhiyu: ...

It sounds like a compliment to me, but why does it feel weird to me?

Wei Zhiyu, who seldom had direct conversations with Ye Kong, was looked at with strange eyes by several people. He just smiled slightly and pretended to be calm and said, "This is what happened..."

·

“…That is…” Wei Zhiyu paused, “like this.”

In front of him, Ye Kong had already finished painting a small sea of ​​flowers.

The others were originally listening to what Wei Zhiyu was saying, ready to check for omissions at any time.

During the process, I was unknowingly attracted by the back of the girl writing.

I don’t know if it’s the person’s problem, or the hand’s problem, or maybe it’s because of the brush and the paint?

In short, under the faint light of the sky outside the window, there is always a terrifying intuition that it is as if God is painting.

Until the girl stopped, turned around and revealed the tip of her nose that was stained with paint.

She shook the pen, swung her hands, and first told Qu Wu to get her a bandage, and then responded to what she had just heard: "I see."

She sat down in the booth and squeezed in a seat for Xu Yang who was playing Go.

"So, now everyone knows that Qin Ranqiu and Wen Can have been secret friends for more than ten years, and I've only known them for half a year, and I'm the vicious jealous girl who eavesdropped on their conversation and leaked the secret to harm her?"

The corners of the girl's mouth curled up into an indescribable smile.

It seems like contempt, but also like pity.