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

A heavy slap hit his face, followed by a merciless roar: "Do I need you to persuade me? Who do you think you are? Why didn't you help your elder brother when he fell just now! What are you doing? What are you looking at? What are you thinking about? ! ! Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind every day! I tell you! If I recognize you, you are the adopted son of my Wen family! If I don't recognize you, you are nothing! Wen Can is my Wen Rong's only eternal son! Even if he is not the old man's heir, he is still my heir! When I die in the future, the Wen family will still be his! Don't let your delusional thoughts about things you shouldn't think about because of what happened today!"

Wen Lian was dizzy and stunned by the slap.

But Wen Rong seemed still unsatisfied.

His chest heaved rapidly like an angry lion, and his eyes kept scanning everyone's faces, as if he wanted to remember the faces of all the people present who saw Wen Can's embarrassment, and then settle accounts with them one by one.

All the servants present wanted to bury their heads in their chests.

The side members who were peeping at this side in the house quickly retracted their heads, but were still seen by Wen Rong.

"You better watch your mouth."

The middle-aged man trembled all over and uttered a sinister voice: "If I heard a word of what happened today, I would naturally find all of you and question you one by one."

After he finished his warning, he looked down at Wen Can.

The man had a blank expression on his face, as if the person who had just fallen to the ground and was unable to move was not himself.

Wen Rong looked at him silently, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

But he said nothing. He just bent down and squatted in front of Wen Can, gently brushed off the dust and grass clippings on his knees, shook off the dust on the thin blanket that fell on the ground, and covered his knees with it.

"A-chan, no matter what decision you make, no matter how you live your life, I will always be your father."

He looked up at the man and said word by word: "I promised your mother that I would take good care of you. I have broken my promise by letting you become like this today."

"Don't make me afraid to see your mother after I die."

In front of this old house with profound heritage, Wen Can turned his back to the street light and looked down at his father squatting in front of him with an expressionless face.

The light shone down from high behind him, casting his outline into the middle-aged man's red, extremely emotional eyes.

But he only saw his own face in it, as white and cold as a corpse.

·

Study room on the second floor.

The curtains fell, blocking out the entire scene downstairs.

The old man slowly turned around in front of the window, there was no expression on his old face and his lips were tightly stretched.

Over there, the lawyer who had already sorted out the information looked up and said, "Old sir, after twelve o'clock tonight, I will send these materials to the emails of all the directors of the group - have you really decided?"

"Of course." The old man remained motionless, his voice cold, "He has completely failed my expectations. There is no need for me to waste my energy on him anymore."

The lawyer was speechless, but glanced down: "But your body language doesn't seem to be so resolute."

The old man looked down following his gaze and saw his own hands clenched tightly in front of him.

He was slightly startled, then immediately let go, and then frowned impatiently at the lawyer: "Are you studying law or psychology? Just do what I tell you to do!"

"Yes."

The lawyer shook his head and sighed softly: "It's such a pity for the eldest young master - I have never seen a more perfect heir than him."

"No matter how perfect it is, if it's broken, it's broken."

The old man remained unmoved, twirled the ring on his finger, and walked wearily towards the sofa.

And behind him, under the window.

Wen Can did not respond to Wen Rong's confession.

He steered the wheelchair himself and drove past Wen Rong with an expressionless face.

Wen Rong stood up, turned his head silently, and looked at his back.

Ye Kong, who had been standing on the lawn without moving from beginning to end, seemed to have come to his senses only at this moment.

Wen Can was heading in her direction.

And behind Wen Can, besides Wen Rong who was watching his back, and a group of spectators who were still silent and dared not speak, there was also a Qin Jianbai who was saying goodbye to everyone without anyone noticing.

Since he had just gotten into trouble, only the old butler dared to pay attention to him. He was also very tactful and waved his hand to signal the butler not to send him off.

"I'm really sorry for being so reckless today."

He bowed in front of Wen Rong.

The arc of his bend was shallow, and only his voice sounded sincere.

Wen Rong didn't even look at him, and he stopped insisting. He said a few polite words and turned to walk over here.

There was a slight muffled sound.

Ye Kong lowered her head and saw Wen Can had stopped in front of her.

The man looked up at her, his expression and eyes were calm, and his voice was very light: "Let's go."

Footsteps approach.

The leather shoes stepped on the soft and clean grass, then stepped on a short section of gravel road, and stopped slightly when they reached their side.

"Master Wen, I'm really sorry. Please believe that I didn't mean it."

He apologized to Wen Can sincerely again.

Wen Can didn't look back, but just looked at Ye Kong. His eyes moved and he raised his eyebrows, as if asking "What's wrong?"

Still no one paid attention to Qin Jianbai, so he just said "See you next time" to himself.

He walked past them.

Walk out along the road.

Ye Kong heard the sound of his own heart beating.

It wasn't hurried, nor tense, just heavy, deep and dull.

That was her body's expression of instinctive resistance and disgust.

Not until Qin Jianbai had walked more than ten meters away did Ye Kong suddenly take a deep breath and raise his head.

"stop."

As the voice burst out of her throat, she turned and walked towards Qin Jianbai.

Qin Jianbai paused subconsciously when he heard the order, and took two seconds to turn around, then pointed at himself as Ye Kong strode towards him.

"me?"

Ye Kong did not respond to him.

She just walked towards him with bigger and bigger strides.

Just like that, she stood in front of Qin Jianbai in his stunned gaze.

"What, what's wrong?"

Qin Jianbai subconsciously took a half step back and even started to talk nonsense, "Your fiancé is still here..."

Wen Can behind had a blank expression on his face.

At this time, Ye Kong raised his hand to take off his mask without saying a word.

Qin Jianbai dodged by leaning back, while holding down his mask: "What are you doing? Didn't you say you didn't want to see my face?"

Ye Kong grabbed his collar with disgust on his face, pulled him towards himself, and then without hesitation put two fingers into the eyes of the mask.

Qin Jianbai was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes——

The next second, the belt broke behind his head.

The light fell on the man's face.

The mask was taken off, and his eyebrows, eyes, lips, and entire face were exposed to Ye Kong's vision.

-

Qin Jianbai silently raised the corner of his mouth and then opened one eye.

He glared at Ye Kong with this eye, and asked her with a half-smile, "Miss Ye, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Ye Kong: ...

She let go of the man's collar and took two steps back holding the mask.

The man standing in front of her had peach blossom eyes, a charming face, and a slight smile. In the slightly chilly wind, he was like a cloud floating in the spring, with a bit of the dazzling brilliance of the sun, waving like a wild flag.

——It was indeed Qin Jianbai himself.

Seeing Ye Kong retreat, he raised his eyebrows and took a step forward.

"Ms. Ye, are you willing to see my face?"

He leaned over and asked her, his eyes sparkling: "Then, can I not wear a mask in front of you in the future?"

Ye Kong: ...

She slammed the mask back on his face expressionlessly.

"You'd better wear it."

She said: "You have become uglier after not seeing your face for a while."

Qin Jianbai: ...

The girl raised her foot and walked out. She was so depressed that she even forgot about Wen Can behind her.

Wen Can: ...

·

When Ye Kong remembered that there was someone else, he turned around and saw Wen Can being pushed out of the manor by Qin Jianbai.

Their respective cars were parked on the side of the road.

Seeing Wen Can's driver walking towards them, Qin Jianbai stopped, tapped his fingers on the wheelchair, and glanced thoughtfully at Ye Kong beside him, then down to Wen Can.

"By the way,"

He suddenly asked, "Master Wen, your situation at the Wen family has become so bad, haven't you ever thought about trying to get your leg healed?"

In the sudden silence, he continued, "I don't know if it was my illusion, but just now when you fell inside, I seemed to see—"

He paused for a moment before continuing slowly, "Did your legs move?"

Ye Kong suddenly raised his eyes.

At the same time, in Qin Jianbai's ears, on the other end of the micro-monitor, a man grinned in the dark carriage.