Pampering his sinful wife: Young Master Gu, chasing his wife crematorium

Chapter 541 What a white-eyed wolf

The more Lin Feiwei thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't want to go downstairs to eat at first, but then she thought, why didn't she go?Isn't this in line with Ye Wan's wishes?

She immediately got up and rummaged in the closet, rummaged through all the clothes, and found a gorgeous dress she was satisfied with. She quickly changed into the dress, put on makeup, carefully combed her hair, and dressed herself like Downstairs like a doll.

When they got downstairs, they all looked up at her. Lin Feiwei walked down with a smile, came to the living room and sat down, "Ye Wan, welcome to my house!"

Ye Wan was dressed very simply, a white sweater, black woolen cropped trousers, a pair of white sneakers, her long hair was tied into a ball head, revealing an incomparably beautiful little face, looking youthful invincible.

"You don't need to welcome me, I'll come whenever I want." Ye Wan hated Lin Feiwei very much, and would never have a good face towards her.

Lin Zehan was speechless. He looked at Lin Feiwei, "Why are you dressed like this? Today is for everyone to have a light meal together and go change clothes before coming down."

"Yeah, Weiwei, look at how comfortable Ye Wan's clothes are. It's not for a banquet. Your clothes are too grand, not suitable for a family banquet." Madam Lin couldn't help but speak.

Lin Feiwei was almost pissed off, what's wrong with dressing herself up carefully?Everyone complained about it!

Ye Wan ate the fruit self-consciously, and ignored Lin Feiwei, deliberately showing a condescending attitude. She felt that she might have gone bad, and she just wanted to see Lin Feiwei go crazy!
She is not a Bodhisattva. After being exchanged, she was abused by her biological mother and had a miserable life. She bullied herself for so long and almost killed her brother. She will not forgive her!

Although Lin Feiwei was angry, she cared about what the Lin family thought of her now, so she went upstairs angrily to change into a set of ordinary clothes and came down.

During the meal, Mrs. Lin kept picking up vegetables for Ye Wan, and Lin Zehan only saw Ye Wan as his younger sister. Mr. Lin kept a straight face, and suddenly asked Ye Wan to change her surname.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and they all looked at Ye Wan. Lin Feiwei's hands were clenched into fists, and her eyes turned red instantly. Now that Ye Wan doesn't go back to the Lin family, she has already been squeezed by her and has no room to live. How can I live after changing my surname?
"I think it's better to tell everyone that Ye Wenqing is back." Ye Wan ignored Mr. Lin's words and threw out a big news.

Everyone at the dining table was stunned, Madam Lin asked in disbelief, "How dare she come back?"

"She came to ask for a child, but I don't know if she wants to take your daughter away with her?" Ye Wan looked at Lin Feiwei with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That person has nothing to do with me! I'm the daughter of the Lin family!" Lin Feiwei's face changed drastically.

"That person is your mother, your biological mother! It's useless if you don't admit it! After all, you both have the same blood in your body." Ye Wan looked at her with contempt, as if looking at something dirty.

The faces of the Lin family at the dining table became ugly, and several people looked at Lin Feiwei.

Ye Wan is right, Lin Feiwei is the biological daughter of that human trafficker Ye Wenqing, is that why she is so bad, she dares to do murder and arson!

"Ye Wan! Shut up! I have nothing to do with her!" Lin Feiwei was going crazy, wishing she could rush over and strangle her to death.

"You are really a white-eyed wolf. Your mother is very protective of you. She keeps trying to get rid of you. Isn't she just wanting your daughter to continue living the luxurious life of the eldest lady in the Lin family? But... you are Her daughter, this is an unchangeable fact." Ye Wan looked at her sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)