Only pamper but not love [rebirth]

When it was time to play the next episode, Wen Muyu was dragged to the lobby by her grandma to watch it with everyone.

Except for two or three Wen Muyus, the rest of the guests were all drunk and in various embarrassments.

Wen Xuerou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing that she didn't show her drunken appearance.

Xue Ziqing noticed Wen Xuerou's expression, and immediately asked with a smile: "Xiaoyu, Xuerou is also drunk, why is there no video of her?"

Wen Xuerou subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Wen Muyu eagerly.

Wen Muyu avoided Wen Xuerou's gaze, and replied flatly: "I'm in the bedroom, I didn't take pictures."

Seeing that she didn't say what she meant, Wen Xuerou felt relieved, and said with a smile: "I'm all drunk, of course I'm sleeping, I can't let it out."

Xue Ziqing faintly sensed that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Okay, just watch TV in peace."

Wen Muyu was afraid that the two of them would turn into elementary school students bickering again, so she interrupted the topic in time.

Grandma Wen looked at them with a smile, and suddenly remembered something, and she groaned: "By the way, Xiao Yu, grandma has an invitation letter for a charity party here, you and Xiaorou can go instead of grandma." Then she asked the housekeeper to get the invitation Come here.

Wen Muyu took the invitation letter, opened it and looked at the time, and found that it will be held tonight.

"Grandma won't go, you young people have fun." Grandma smiled, "I've already ordered evening dresses for you two, try them on later to see if they fit."

Wen Muyu narrowed his eyes when he heard the latter sentence.

They also prepared their evening dresses in advance. It seems that my grandma has already planned for them to participate.

Grandma Wen said again: "Ziqing can stay at home with me, okay?"

Xue Ziqing didn't have any objections, and responded readily: "Then I'll accompany grandma to watch the show two more times."

She paused, looked at Wen Xuerou, and asked with concern: "But Xuerou twisted her foot, maybe it's inconvenient to go?"

"I can." Wen Xuerou spoke eagerly, looked at Wen Muyu expectantly, and assured her, "I won't cause you any trouble."

"When I go in, I sit most of the time, just be careful, it's okay." Grandma Wen said, "Xiaorou, you can go together."

"it is good."

No matter how many opinions Wen Muyu had, he could only hold back at this moment, turning his head to check the time on the phone.

There were only four hours left before the dinner party, and they still had to try on dresses and do styling, and even had to drive there for more than an hour, so they had no time to continue watching the show.

She asked Wen Xuerou to clean up and prepare to leave.

The grandma and the three still wanted to watch the show, Wen Muyu said hello, then went to the garage to drive, and took Wen Xuerou to leave the old house.

Without Xue Ziqing's trouble, Wen Xuerou sat in the passenger seat as she wished.

Wen Muyu glanced at her eyes, and seeing her tear-filled eyes, she was a little incomprehensible.

Just going to a charity gala, are you so excited?

She shook her head and played music to relieve the too quiet and awkward atmosphere in the car.

Wen Muyu drove to the dress shop first, took Wen Xuerou to try on the dress, adjusted the small details, and did the makeup when there was no problem.

The makeup artists put on Wen Muyu and Wen Muyu were similar, but Wen Muyu's looked more stable, while Wen Xuerou's looked more lively and fresh.

Wen Muyu's hair was pulled up and fixed behind her head by the stylist, and some broken hair was exposed on her forehead, casual and elegant.

After finishing the styling, Wen Muyu changed the dress first.

The evening dresses prepared by Grandma Wen were actually custom-made according to the figures of the two of them. One was black and the other was white, and the styles were somewhat similar. It was obvious at first glance that they were couples' attires.

Wen Muyu chose the black fishtail jacket, and there was a flower decorated with diamonds on the left chest, which was simple and elegant.

The positions on both sides of the waist are somewhat hollowed out, and the requirements for the figure are particularly high. The skirt is close to the skin, showing the uneven figure to the fullest.

The white one that Wen Xuerou chose was relatively clean and fresh, but after wearing a brooch made of black gemstones on her chest, it immediately improved its grade.

Putting on high heels, the skirt is still a bit long, but most of the evening dresses are like this, and Wen Muyu can only carry it.

But... She looked at Wen Xuerou who came out after changing clothes. The other person's ankle was still a little swollen, but it was hidden by the hem of the skirt, so it couldn't be seen.

Wen Muyu looked at the stiletto heels, then at Wen Xuerou's ankles: "Come over with those flat shoes."

"I'm fine." Wen Xuerou pulled her skirt and stood up, took a step forward to try to prove her statement, but after taking another step, she felt a severe pain in her ankle, and she fell to the side.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wen Muyu reached out to hug her.

Wen Xuerou only felt her vision flicker, and her whole body was embraced by a pair of strong arms.

"thump--"

She was lying in Wen Muyu's arms, and the heartbeat in her ears continued to accelerate, getting louder and louder like a drum.

The skin under her hand was as soft as jade, which reminded her unconsciously of helping...

"How long are you going to hug?" Wen Muyu said, but Wen Xuerou hugged her even tighter.

From the corner of her eye, Wen Muyu noticed the gossip of the clerks, thinking about whether to pull them away forcefully.

But in the next second, Wen Xuerou let go of her, and stood aside with a blushing face.

As soon as she left, the warm touch disappeared, and the cold air in the store blew over one after another.

Wen Muyu frowned, turned around and asked the stylist to prepare the shawl.

After October, the weather gradually cooled down, and the temperature became even lower after nightfall. They were wearing thin skirts, which made it easy to catch cold.

After a while, flat shoes and shawls were delivered.

Wen Muyu helped Wen Xuerou to the side and sat down, then took a white shawl and put it on, and did not move.

Wen Xuerou waited for a while, seeing that Wen Muyu still didn't move, knowing that she was still angry, she could only take the shawl and put it on herself, then bent down to change the shoes.

But the high-heeled shoes are inlaid with broken diamonds, which look bright and shining, and she still likes them very much.

When returning the shoes, she couldn't help but look at them more.

Wen Muyu saw it.

Putting away the changed clothes, Wen Muyu took Wen Xuerou away.

The staff in the store helped put the changed clothes and shoes into the trunk.

It is inconvenient to drive while wearing high heels, Wen Muyu called the driver in advance, and sat in the back seat with Wen Xuerou.

The car drove to the side of the venue.

Wen Muyu looked through the window and found a long red carpet at the entrance, surrounded by various cameras.

The cars in front stopped in front of the red carpet one after another, and then the doors opened, and men and women in costumes stepped down one after another.

Wen Muyu probably guessed the nature of the charity gala tonight. He said it was charity, but for those who participated, it was more to create a topic.

No wonder grandma used the word "play" at that time.

Soon they will be there.

The car door opened, Wen Muyu sat on the right side, and got out of the car first.

All kinds of flashing lights lit up, and there were clicks in my ears one after another.

This was the first time that she and Wen Xuerou appeared in this kind of situation, so it was no wonder that every magazine wanted to take the best photos.

Wen Muyu helped Wen Xuerou get out of the car, and then helped her tug the skirt that dragged the floor to cover up the flat shoes inside.

Worried that Wen Xuerou would not be able to walk, Wen Muyu put his arms around Wen Xuerou's waist directly, letting her borrow strength.

Wen Xuerou understood what she meant, and leaned in cooperatively, transferring most of her weight to Wen Muyu.

It's just that she had no place to put her hands. After thinking about it, she reached out and put her arms around Wen Muyu's waist on the other side.

Covered with warm palms.

Wen Muyu frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal. After walking the red carpet with Wen Xuerou in her arms, she was about to enter the venue from the door beside her.

Her steps were too big, and she almost went in with Wen Xuerou.

Wen Xuerou pinched Wen Muyu and reminded in a low voice, "I still need to sign."

Wen Muyu stopped, turned and came back.

The staff member with the tray on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward with a smile.

Wen Muyu found a place to sign at random.

Wen Xuerou looked at the free and easy handwriting, and smiled and signed her name next to Wen Muyu's name.

Her handwriting is neat and neat, in stark contrast to Wen Muyu's free and easy.

After signing, Wen Muyu returned the pen to the staff, watching Wen Xuerou laughing while staring at the signatures of the two, a little puzzled.

"Ahem." She beckoned.

Wen Xuerou came back to her senses, and put her arms around Wen Muyu's waist.

Wen Muyu paused, but didn't take it away, and returned to the previous posture and brought Wen Xuerou into the venue.

The seats at the venue are all arranged.

Wen Muyu handed over the invitation letter, and a staff member invited the two of them to their seats, which were in the first row.

There were business cards on the seats, and Wen Muyu looked around, some of them recognized and some not.

It was said to be a charity gala, but Wen Muyu felt more like a reception, and making connections with each other was the highlight of tonight.

But Wen Muyu didn't need this kind of connections, and turned to look at Wen Xuerou: "If you want to chat with someone, you can go there."

Wen Xuerou shook her head.

"Need not."

"Mr. Wen, are you going to attend this kind of party?" A teasing voice interspersed.

The two of Wen Muyu looked over together and found that it was Li Yushi.

And Li Yushi's position is next to Wen Xuerou's.

"You can come to participate, why can't Xiao Yu participate?" Wen Xuerou spoke first.

"That's not what I meant." Li Yushi had smoky makeup on her face, and the sequins on her eyes were a little dazzling when she smiled. "I just think that with Mr. Wen's status, he will look down on this kind of small party."

"Charity does not distinguish between high and low." Wen Muyu said slowly.

She came here for charity, as long as she can help those in need.

Except for the private donations from their guests, the show is almost a live broadcast, during which the fans' awards will be donated in full to relevant organizations.

Li Yushi was stunned, and stared at her for a long time, as if trying to discern the truth from the words.

Wen Xuerou frowned, sat up straight, and blocked Li Yushi's gaze.

"Don't confuse Xiaoyu with you."

Li Yushi saw how she was defending her shortcomings, and laughed out loud: "Yes, yes." After a pause, she said meaningfully, "Boss Wen is so upright, it seems that he can't do anything to rape someone after getting drunk." Let's buy and sell things..."

"Drunk and forced to buy and sell?" Wen Xuerou frowned, "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to know yet, Li Yushi shrugged, "I'm not the one talking nonsense." Then she didn't say anything more, and leaned back on the back of the chair with her eyes closed.

Wen Muyu thought about this word in his heart, combined with the recent events, he vaguely had a guess, stretched out his hand to hold Wen Xuerou's arm, and said "Thank you" to Li Yushi.

Li Yushi didn't expect that Wen Muyu could guess it with just such a sentence, so she turned her head to look at Wen Muyu in surprise.

Looking at that calm face, she felt... maybe someone was going to lift a rock to drop her in the foot.

——Second update——

Wen Xuerou was still a little confused, she turned her head to look at Wen Muyu: "Xiaoyu, isn't she talking nonsense?"

"I don't know, I'll find out when someone checks it." Wen Muyu patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

The calm tone made Wen Xuerou's uneasy heart instantly calm down. She nodded slowly, but she still felt a little uneasy.

Wen Muyu withdrew his hand, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to send a message to the secretary, asking the other party to find out if Father Wen was messing with something else recently.

It has been less than a year since she was reborn, and father Wen was the only one who had problems in business.In other words, this can't be called a festival, but Wen's father is jealous of her making a lot of money, but he can't get a share of the profits, and he bites people like a mad dog.

This land is obviously a normal transaction, and I don't know where the term "forced buying and strong selling" comes from.

After a while, the party started, and the two hosts appeared in the center of the stage.

Wen Muyu looked at it indifferently, but his head was thinking about other things.

About an hour later, the secretary replied.

She talked to Wen Xuerou, then picked up the phone and left the seat, and found a quieter corner before calling back to the secretary.

Looking at her back, Wen Xuerou always felt that something was wrong.

She knows Wen Muyu's character best. Buying and selling by force is possible.

She looked at Li Yushi, poked him, and asked in a low voice, "What did you mean by that sentence earlier?"

Li Yushi didn't expect her to strike up a conversation, so she paused, and then replied "literally".

Saying this is like not saying it.

Wen Xuerou resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and asked again: "Who said that?"

Li Yushi didn't answer, just said: "Didn't Mr. Wen say that she would solve it?"

Wen Xuerou recalled Wen Muyu's previous words, and fixedly looked at the person in front of her: "Is it related to me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Li Yushi's expression flash a little uncomfortable, and she understood in an instant: "Is it my... the father in name?"

There are only two or three people related to her, and it is impossible and reason for her mother to say such things, and there is only Father Wen.

Li Yushi spread her hands: "I didn't say anything, and if you insist on saying yes, I can't help it."

Seeing her like this, Wen Xuerou was even more sure that it was Father Wen. She paused, propped herself up on the chair, but felt a sharp pain even taking a step forward, so she could only grit her teeth and walk slowly in the direction Wen Muyu had left.

On the other side, Wen Muyu also learned the general story from the secretary.

This was said by Father Wen when he got too drunk at a banquet.Although it was nonsense, but after people with a heart pushed the flames, such absurd rumors spread like this.

Wen Muyu asked the secretary to continue the investigation to see if he was promoting the spread of rumors, and also arranged for public relations to clarify the matter, and at the same time arranged for the lawyer team to send a lawyer's letter to Father Wen.

Wen's father wanted to get back the land earlier, but this matter did not cause any impact or loss. Seeing Wen Xuerou's face, she smiled and pushed it over.

But I didn't expect Wen's father to intensify and start talking nonsense to ruin her reputation, which is naturally unbearable.

After giving the order, Wen Muyu hung up the phone, turned around, only to find Wen Xuerou who was standing not far away, and paused.

Seeing Wen Xuerou's guilty and annoyed expression, she guessed that the other party had at least heard the general idea, and asked unhurriedly, "Did you hear everything?"

Wen Xuerou nodded, leaning on the wall, and slowly but firmly approached Wen Muyu step by step: "You can plant whatever the cause is, and do whatever you want, without worrying about my thoughts."

When mentioning Father Wen, her face showed obvious disgust.

Wen Muyu was not prepared to "make a big deal into a small matter" because of Wen Xuerou's face. Seeing that Wen Xuerou had misunderstood it, she explained lightly: "I didn't plan to put it down because of your face." pass him."

She said this bluntly, Wen Xuerou paused, not knowing how to answer it.

But looking at Wen Muyu's indifferent eyebrows, the sourness in her heart couldn't stop surging up.

At this time, someone passed by.

Wen Muyu stretched out his hand to pull Wen Xuerou, and softened his tone: "Let's go back to our seats, be careful not to catch a cold."

Wen Xuerou froze for a moment, but noticed the envious eyes of the people next to her, as if she understood something.

But seeing the long-lost tenderness on Wen Muyu's face, she couldn't refuse, so she could only nod along.

After the party, there was a group photo session.

Wen Muyu wasn't interested, and Wen Xuerou's legs and feet were inconvenient, and it wasn't suitable for crowding around with other people, so the two left first.

The driver received the message and drove to the side door ahead of time to wait.

The party is not over yet, there are not many cameras waiting at the door, and most of them are resting.By the time they realized it, Wen Muyu had already gotten into the car and left.

Wen Muyu glanced at the phone, and found that there were about a dozen missed calls, all of which were from a strange caller.

At first she wondered who it was, until she remembered that she had blocked Father Wen's contact information not long ago, and then realized that this was probably Father Wen's new phone number.

And judging from the time of the earliest call, it was almost immediately after she and the secretary finished calling.This is exactly right.

Wen Muyu blocked the phone number again.

"Buzzing—"

Wen Xuerou picked up her mobile phone and frowned when she saw the incoming call notification.

Wen Muyu glanced and saw that the note was "middle-aged old scumbag", his expression didn't change, "You can pick it up if you want, just pretend that I don't exist."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked out the window.

It was pitch black outside the window, but Wen Xuerou's appearance was printed on the car window.

Then, she "watched" Wen Xuerou put away her phone.

Wen Muyu lowered her eyes and didn't say anything, but in the next second, she saw Wen Xuerou looking over, to be precise, she saw her on the car window, and then smiled.

Wen Muyu paused, retracted his gaze and closed his eyes.

"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry." Wen Xuerou spoke in deliberation.

"You are you, he is him, I can still tell the difference." But since she had spoken, Wen Muyu sat up straight and asked again, "But don't you want to go back to Wen's house?"

In this life, I don't know if it's because of her meddling, Wen Xuerou hasn't been accepted by the Wen family yet.

Wen Xuerou paused: "I never said I would go back to Wen's house."

She doesn't have the slightest affection for the Wen family, it's just that her mother insists, otherwise she doesn't want to have anything to do with the Wen family.

Wen Muyu just asked casually, and didn't say anything more when she saw what she said.

No matter what the reason is, the fact that Wen Xuerou agreed to marry her in order to return to Wen's family will never change.

Wen Xuerou moved her mouth, trying to explain, but couldn't explain, so she could only sit aside in a muffled voice.

It was already late at night when they returned to the old house, and both of them were tired.

Wen Muyu got out of the car and went straight into the house.

Wen Xuerou was sitting in the car, seeing that she didn't intend to come back, she could only get out of the car with her lips pressed together.

But as soon as she stood firmly, she saw the housekeeper and the servant pushing the wheelchair out, and a smile appeared on her tense face.

She sat in the wheelchair, pretending to be casual and asked the servant: "Did Xiao Yu order it?"

The servant was puzzled and asked, "Does Miss have any orders?"

Wen Xuerou reacted instantly, and the smile on her face disappeared again.

"It's nothing." She gripped the handle of the wheelchair tightly, her lips pursed into a line.

The servant was a little confused, but adhering to the principle of "speak less and make less mistakes", she didn't ask too much, and pushed her towards the door.

Wen Xuerou lowered her head and looked at the flat shoes she was wearing with a complicated expression.

"Little madam." The butler came over, holding a black and white rectangular box in his hand, "This is what the lady said to give you."

Wen Xuerou took it suspiciously, put the box on her lap, opened the lid, and saw the pair of high-heeled shoes when she was doing styling in the afternoon.

After being stunned for two seconds, she suddenly laughed, her eyes were crooked, and the corners of her mouth couldn't stop turning up.

Sure enough, Wen Muyu still cared about her.Realizing this, the originally depressed mood drifted away with the wind in an instant, and the bottom of my heart was as sweet as a jar of soaking honey.

But it only lasted 1 minute.

Because after entering the room, she saw Xue Ziqing holding a similar box in her hand.

"Xiao Yu, you are so kind." Xue Ziqing smiled from ear to ear while holding the box, "How did you know that I want this pair of limited edition high heels?"

"Didn't you tell me about it every day before, you just bought it when it was in stock, and it will be your birthday present next month." Wen Muyu waved his hand and walked upstairs without looking back.

Wen Xuerou didn't expect Xue Ziqing to have shoes as a gift, and her excitement and joy were cut in half as if someone had poured cold water on her.

Originally, Wen Muyu only gave her one gift.

But now, the gift from Wen Muyu no longer belongs to her alone?

Or, Wen Muyu mainly wanted to give Xue Ziqing a birthday present, and her gift was just incidental?

Thinking of this possibility, Wen Xuerou felt a little out of breath.

Xue Ziqing also noticed the shoebox on Wen Xuerou's lap, and the smile on her face became brighter.

"You twisted your ankle, can you still wear high heels?"

Wen Xuerou looked worried: "If Mr. Xue has a brain, he should know that there will always be a good day when he sprains his ankle."

She grabbed the shoebox tightly, suppressed the sourness in her heart, and motioned for the servant to push her upstairs.

"So what if it's all right?"

Xue Ziqing followed with her shoebox in her arms, and said provocatively, "I can still run with Xiaoyu tomorrow, can you?"

Wen Xuerou clenched her hands into fists.

"I can too."

Xue Ziqing sneered.

Wen Xuerou's teeth itch with anger.

Wen Muyu, who returned to the study, didn't know that the two had a small quarrel, talked with the secretary on the phone, made arrangements for Father Wen's affairs again, and then washed and rested.

The next day, Wen Muyu got up early as usual.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she saw the scene of Wen Xuerou and Xue Ziqian pushing each other at the door.

She didn't know what the two of them were doing, and she wasn't curious, so she glanced back and turned to go downstairs.

"Xiaoyu wait for me." Xue Ziqing came to her senses, trotted to keep up, and said loudly, "Xiaoyu, I'll run with you in the morning."

Wen Muyu thought about the situation when Xue Ziqing said he wanted to run before, and felt a little disgusted.

"Don't run two steps and call stop, I won't wait for you."

"No need at all, my feet are healthy." Xue Ziqing responded loudly, and then began to urge Wen Muyu to hurry up.

Wen Muyu didn't know why Xue Ziqing felt as if she had been beaten with chicken blood today, but thinking that a dead house person was finally willing to exercise, she couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of the other party, so she could only speed up her pace.

Wen Xuerou's legs and feet were inconvenient, so she limped along behind her.

It's just that when they were about to catch up with them, they suddenly accelerated and ran out of the house.

Wen Xuerou guessed what Xue Ziqing had done, and she was so angry that her teeth itch.

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