The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

One sentence stunned two people.

Both Ye Wenyuan and Ye Wenjin's faces were very ugly. They never expected that a girl who looks soft and weak is actually so talkative.

"Okay, everyone is back, let's have a meal in a friendly manner."

Su Ningyu stepped forward to smooth things over with a smile, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Qin Xishui watched clearly from the sidelines, feeling extremely happy.

Su Ningyu entered the door early, and fought fiercely with the eldest wife in the early years. Qin Xishui didn't want to go into this muddy water, but unfortunately he still accidentally fell into Su Ningyu's way. His legs were crippled and he couldn't dance for the rest of his life. It's also a lot worse.

Perhaps, her daughter's early death was because she was not in good health.

Whenever thinking of this possibility, Qin Yushui just wanted to kill this hypocritical woman with his own hands.

As for Su Ningyu, he also wished that Qin Xishui would die.

Before the old man died, handing over the company to Ye Wenyu was tantamount to stabbing a knife in her heart. She had fought with Dafang for the rest of her life, but in the end, Qin Xishui took all the benefits.

But what can I do?Who told her that the three children combined are not as good as Ye Wenyu alone?

Su Ningyu couldn't accept it, so she could only step by step, calculate everywhere, and tried every means to target Ye Wenyu.

There is a strange and changeable atmosphere everywhere in this house, and if you stay for a second longer, you will be suffocated.

After Ye Wenyu took charge of the company, Qin Xishui's status has risen accordingly, and he has gained a lot of confidence when speaking at home. The depression that was always overwhelmed by Su Ningyu in the past has now been taken back.

As if Su Ningyu didn't feel uncomfortable enough, she took a few steps forward, as if to remind her kindly.

"Since Wenxi's daughter is back, let lawyer Zhou come over tomorrow."

The company's shares should be re-divided.

The faces of Su Ningyu and the others changed at the same time, all of them gritted their teeth, they were obviously angry, but they still insisted on maintaining their external decency.

The temperature in the air dropped suddenly.

The dining table was already filled with exquisite and delicious dishes, and the servants put away the dishes, not daring to take a second look, and retreated to the corner automatically.

Jiang Minghuan didn't know what it was to call a lawyer. She turned her head and looked at the beautiful woman beside her, but she nodded.

"Alright."

Ye Wenyu spoke, and the matter was settled.

As for Su Ningyu and the others, their faces turned blue with anger, and they didn't even look good when they were eating.

Ye Wenyu has long been used to these people's indifferent attitude towards her, she directly ignored the resentful and angry stares of several people, and sat quietly at the main seat to eat, with an elegant and proper posture.

Sitting at the same table, Jiang Minghuan naturally noticed those vicious and piercing gazes.

When she thought that these people at the dinner table had killed Ye Wenyu, she felt extremely angry in her heart, and the tempting food in the bowl lost its taste in an instant.

Sitting at a table with these people is disgusting!

As a junior, she could only sit at the farthest position from Ye Wenyu.

Across the long table, she silently raised her head and glanced lightly at the woman opposite.

I saw Ye Wenyu sitting upright, her elbows hanging in the air, her head slightly lowered, her attention was all focused on the food in the bowl, she stretched out her hand, her fair skin and silver chopsticks set off each other, making her five fingers more beautiful and elegant. slender.

A small piece of green broccoli was caught by the chopsticks and brought to her lips. The woman opened her red lips slightly and took a bite.

Every move has an elegant and dusty temperament.

Jiang Minghuan was almost dumbfounded.

Maybe it was because the gaze was too conspicuous, Ye Wenyu also noticed it, she blinked, and the row of thick and long eyelashes fluttered slightly, under the soft light, the coldness all over her body disappeared with this small movement, The whole person seemed gentle and quiet.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

This is the real Ye Wenyu - Jiang Minghuan's heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, the woman raised her head and looked straight at her.

There was a bit of confusion hidden between the woman's delicate eyebrows, and when she found out that the person who was peeking at her was her little niece, a smile emerged from her eyes.

Eating and sleeping without talking is the etiquette education that the children of the Ye family have received since childhood.

Ye Wenyu put down her chopsticks, wiped her hands with a paper towel,

"have you eaten?"

There were a dozen people sitting at the table, but Jiang Minghuan knew very well that the woman was asking him.

She pursed her lips, put down her chopsticks, and nodded in response.

Ye Wenyu smiled, pushed away the chair and got up.

He didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and led the girl away from the living room in front of everyone.

Behind the villa is an artificial garden.

When the eldest wife was alive, she liked flowers and plants the most. She raised this garden by herself. Unfortunately, after her death, Su Ningyu forbade her servants to take care of this flower field. It was not until Ye Wenyu took charge of the family that the place gradually came alive again. come over.

There is not a single leaf on the dry vine, looking bare.

The two walked quietly, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers under the starlight, and their mood gradually calmed down.

Next to the grape trellis, there is a big swing that can seat two adults.

Jiang Minghuan watched from a distance, suddenly unable to walk.

In the novel, after Ye Wenyu brought Baiyanlang back to Ye's house, she let her live alone in the old house for a period of time.

White Eyed Wolf suffered a lot of bullying during this period, and finally one day, someone pushed her off the swing. Ye Wenyu didn't know about her being bullied until she was sent to the hospital, and only then did she take the person to her side .

So, will I be thrown here too?

Jiang Minghuan is not the original heroine, she is not afraid of being bullied and calculated, but she is afraid that Ye Wenyu will throw her in Ye's house like a white-eyed wolf.

She didn't want to be abandoned again in this strange world.

Thinking of this, she finally stopped and opened her mouth in confusion,

"Ye Wenyu, will you leave me here?"

what?

The woman clenched her hands tightly, and then loosened them immediately. The flaxen-colored long curly hair was scattered behind her, and under the moonlight, there was a faint luster.

She turned around, frowning slightly, with a puzzled expression on her face,

"of course not."

Without thinking, the answer came out of his mouth.

There was a trace of sullenness hidden in the decisive tone, and his eyes fell on the girl, quite helplessly,

"What are you thinking about?"

Of course not - does such an affirmative answer mean that in Ye Wenyu's eyes, she is different from the white-eyed wolf back then?

Jiang Minghuan was inexplicably happy, and her face was hot for no reason. She turned her head, did not meet the woman's eyes, and did not answer the woman's question. Instead, she pointed to the big swing next to the grape arbor.

"I want to sit on that."

Ye Wenyu frowned, her exposed hands were already cold, she put them in her pockets to warm them up, followed the girl's line of sight, and saw the swing in her memory.

She didn't forget that this person once fell on the swing and broke his hand.

"Such an adult, still playing this?"

Selfishly speaking, she didn't want Jiang Ming to play on the swing.

"I'm going to play..."

The more she was blocked, the more playful she became. Seeing the woman next to her with a cold look, she refused to agree no matter what. The girl simply took the woman's arm and pulled her directly to the swing.

Ye Wenyu was helpless, the forearm of her left hand was clutched by someone, and she couldn't loosen it. She stood still and stretched out her right hand to brush her hair away.

"So childish, are you a child?!"

After just 2 minutes, she began to regret this sentence.

Because—at this moment, she was sitting on the swing.

The swing is big enough for two adults.

Ye Wenyu and Jiang Minghuan squeezed in the middle, with one arm around each other's waist and the other hand holding on to the sling, with just a light kick, the swing would automatically swing up.

This swing was bought a few years ago, and Ye Wenyu has always regarded it as something that children would play with, and in all these years, she has never sat on it once.

To be more precise, this should be the first time she has played on a swing since she was a child.

The speed of the swing was very fast at first, and gradually slowed down. The girl snuggled up to her quietly, like a lazy kitten lying on the ground in the sun in the afternoon and pretending to be asleep, with its sharp claws hidden under the soft fur, showing soft White belly, just waiting for someone to come and rub it.

Ye Wenyu turned her head to the side, and Jiang Minghuan was leaning on her shoulder with her head tilted. Her small face was fair and charming, and there was a faint smile under the faint moonlight.

There is no doubt that the 17-year-old Jiang Minghuan has grown up beautifully.

Ye Wenyu remained silent, and began to recall in her mind what Jiang Minghuan looked like when she was an adult.

It's strange that the people and things that were deeply engraved in his bones have all become blurred, and the only thing that is clear is the little fair face in front of him.

She didn't think about it anymore, and she didn't look at it any more. She looked away, raised her head slightly, and looked at the silver moon in the sky.

"Satisfied now?"

"Satisfied."

The girl smiled happily, her eyes quietly fell on the woman's face, her gaze slowly moved from the slender eyebrows to the straight jade nose, and finally, it stopped on those two seductive thin lips.

The red lips are slightly closed, and the breath is fragrant.

Kiss, soft and sweet.

Under the romantic starry sky in late autumn, she thought of that kiss again.

A fire suddenly burst into his heart, Jiang Minghuan unconsciously licked his lips, and quietly looked away.

Ye Wenyu didn't notice the changes in the people around her, the swing slowly stopped, and she was about to sit for a while, when there was a rustling sound from the back door of the garden.

Like some animal crawling in the grass.

Jiang Minghuan also heard the movement, and subconsciously shrank into the arms of the person beside her.

Behind him was a vast expanse of black flowers, just hearing this sound was indeed a bit scary.

Ye Wenyu frowned, and patted the girl on the back reassuringly. She just took out her mobile phone from her pocket and wanted to ask someone to come and take a look, when she saw a half-grown boy with a panicked face emerge from the darkness.

"Ye Ziqi!"

Ye Wenyu let go of the person in her arms, and stood up from the swing with a cold face, her face somber.

This young man is the son of her second elder brother Ye Wenlin, who is also in the third year of high school. Tonight's family banquet was supposed to be attended by everyone, but his mother said that he was participating in a school competition and would not be able to come back tonight.

Now it seems that he was obviously lying.

Perhaps because of Qin Xishui's influence, Ye Wenyu had always treated juniors harshly. At this time, Ye Ziqi was in a mess, not to mention his clothes were torn, and there was a large bruise on his face. It looked like he had fought with someone.

With a gloomy face, she walked up to the boy with a cold voice,

"Lying and fighting, is that what the Ye family taught you?!"

The young man was already afraid of Ye Wenyu's death, but now he lowered his head and dared not say a word of explanation. After a long time, he softly called out "little aunt".

"Your parents are in the living room, think about how to explain it to them!"

The woman spoke coldly, but it was not difficult to hear that there was a trace of disappointment hidden in her tone.

Jiang Minghuan watched from the sidelines, bit her lip, and felt a sour feeling in her heart.

It turned out that Ye Wenyu was not that special to her.

This woman is very concerned about all the juniors in the Ye family.

Thinking of this, she glanced at the young man who had been silent all this time, Ye Ziqi, whose name sounded quite familiar...

Ye Ziqi, Ye Ziqi...

Her eyelids twitched, and she finally remembered, the boy in front of her—isn't she the one who, together with Shen Yixi, took care of Ye Wenyu's funeral? !

The author has something to say: I don’t know when the second shift will be, I’ll see it tomorrow_(:з」∠)_