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

"You don't have to be so polite," the old man frowned and said, "Master Qin is here to discuss serious matters with me today. He is a distinguished guest of our Wen family."

Having said that, the old man's attitude was not tough, and he signaled the butler to bring another chair for Qin Jianbai.

But in this way, although there was a seat, Ye Kong was the only one left standing without a seat.

Wen Can tilted his head to look at her and said, "How about this, you sit on my lap and eat."

Ye Kong: ...

For the first time today, she looked at Wen Can as if he was crazy.

But she soon discovered that the looks from other members of the Wen family were even more exaggerated.

Even Mr. Wen's expression suddenly changed, and he almost dropped the spoon on the table.

Only Wen Can had a calm expression on his face. He pushed the wheelchair back a little as if he didn't notice anything. Then he patted his legs expressionlessly, motioning Ye Kong to sit on it.

Ye Kong: ...

If the occasion wasn't restrictive, she really wanted to swear.

But Old Master Wen scolded him instead: "What are you talking about?! Wen Can, look at you now, do you still look like an heir to a wealthy family? If someone doesn't know, they would think you are a useless second generation from a third-rate family! You are really embarrassing me!"

After saying that, he glared at the housekeeper again: "Why don't you go and move a chair for your young master? Do you want to watch him flirt with an old man like me?!"

The butler quickly gave the order.

The servant quickly brought the chair over and was about to place it in the second position when he was stopped by Wen Can.

He raised his chin and pointed to the first one: "Put it there."

Mr. Wen: ...

Wen Can: "I've been staying at Ye Kong's place lately, eating her food and living her life, how can I sit above her?"

Everyone:…

Ye Kong: ...

The chair was put down amid the old man's rapid breathing, and Ye Kong sat down without changing his expression.

The atmosphere in the entire restaurant became strange, as if the air was filled with paste.

The members of the side branches at the other two tables didn't dare to say a word, but their eyes were wide open, and each of them wanted to take a magnifying glass to observe the situation here.

In the stagnant atmosphere in the room, only Wen Can and Ye Kong remained calm. After waiting calmly for a while, they looked up at everyone in unison.

"Isn't dinner ready yet?" Ye Kong asked.

"I'm hungry." - Wen Can said.

Everyone:…

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dinner's ready.

Perhaps the delicious food calmed the old man's excited emotions.

After eating for a while without talking, he began to talk about business with Qin Jianbai in a natural manner.

That was a project about the Hailey Trade Market.

The two of them were talking at a distance, but they were very engaged and serious. Wen Rong and Wen Lian also interrupted in the middle, either asking questions or giving suggestions, and Grandpa Wen also talked to them very naturally.

——A chat that had nothing to do with Wen Can and Ye Kong.

Fortunately, they didn’t seem to care, and each one ate more deliciously than the other.

The old man looked up, put down his chopsticks, and used a spoon to scoop himself a bowl of soup. While doing so, he asked nonchalantly, "What do you think, A-chan? Where is the best address?"

Wen Can put the freshly peeled shrimp on Xiaodie and said calmly, "I don't know. I didn't listen."

elder:……

“We are talking about the location of the trade market.”

"What does it have to do with me?" Wen Can started peeling shrimps again.

His fingers were long, with distinct joints but not too prominent. They looked as slender and straight as bamboo and were extremely beautiful. Even when he was peeling shrimps, he felt noble and clean.

After peeling another shrimp with great skill, he arranged a whole circle of shrimp meat on the small plate, which looked very beautiful in red and white.

Then, he placed the small plate in front of Ye Kong: "Eat it. If it's not enough, I'll peel more for you."

Old man:......

Ye Kong silently picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth.

The next second, the old man slammed the spoon on the table: "I'm talking to you!"

"Didn't I already answer that?" The man looked up at him, his face gloomy and silent. "It has nothing to do with me, so don't ask me."

"..."

"..."

The grandfather and grandson stared at each other across the table, one was furious, the other was lifeless.

The lights overhead grew increasingly blinding.

No one dared to breathe in the restaurant, and outsiders treated him as invisible. After a long time, a very deep inhalation sound was heard, as if it penetrated into the blood and connected every cell in the body.

Ye Kong saw the old man closed his eyes.

It's like making an extremely difficult decision, but once made, it is irreversible.

Then he opened his eyes.

Without any exasperation or anger, his eyes were bright and he asked Wen Can in a calm tone: "A Can, Grandpa will give you one last chance."

"If you cancel the engagement with Miss Ye, I can still let you do what you want for a year, or even two or three years. As long as you understand what you should do one day, and your position as the heir will never be shaken by anyone, at most Grandpa can postpone his retirement for a few years. What do you think?"

Ye Kong saw Wen Rong opposite him shrug his shoulders instantly and his nostrils flared.

Ye Kong also saw Wen Lian glance towards Wen Can's eyes for a moment, his pupils contracted like a focusing lens, fixed on Wen Can's face, but his hands were still putting food into his bowl very naturally, and he almost missed it and put the food out of the bowl, but he soon realized it and tried to save his situation calmly.

Ye Kong also noticed that all the descendants from the side branches in the room were looking over here at the same time.

Their pupils glanced to the right, turned to the left, and even tilted their bodies slightly to use their peripheral vision to see what was happening over here. While doing so, some people deliberately made the rustling sound of drinking soup, which was extremely exaggerated and seemed particularly unusual in this wealthy family that paid great attention to etiquette. However, everyone present seemed to be unaware of it.

——How funny.

Ye Kong thought.

Worth a painting.

He quickly glanced at a few corners and then at the lights overhead.

She was about to look away, but was met with a sarcastic gaze - it was Qin Jianbai.

When he met her gaze, he seemed stunned for a moment, and then he smiled - as if they both understood each other tacitly and knew what each other was thinking.

Ye Kong: ...

When the strange feeling rose again, she heard Wen Can's answer.

"I don't think it's good."

Amidst all the overt and covert gazes from the Wen family, he answered his grandfather with a blank expression, "I will not cancel the engagement, and I have long given up on the so-called heir position. Do you still have expectations for a cripple like me?"

"..." The old man took another deep breath, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at Ye Kong again, "What about Miss Ye? If Wen Can doesn't have the position of heir to the Wen Group, would you still be willing to get engaged to him?"

"You ask questions like you're our best man."

The girl didn't even raise her head and picked up another shrimp for herself: "If the old man had listened carefully to what happened at the Qin family banquet, he would know that I, Ye Kong, am not a person who lacks money."

She paused, looked up at Old Man Wen, and suddenly smiled: "Even if you want to kick Wen Can out of the house, I can still take care of him."

She shrugged her shoulders after she finished speaking, her attitude was chic and arrogant: "Your grandson is still useful, I don't mind."

The old man, who had always been able to control his emotions and suppress them even when he was angry, suddenly felt a heavy breath stuck in his chest. His face soon turned red and he began to breathe heavily.

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong: ???