To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 52 You don't want to be troublesome, it will only make me more troublesome
"I don't want to trouble you." She told the truth this time.

"You don't want to be troublesome, it will only make me more troublesome." After leaving this meaningful sentence, he withdrew and left, pressing the door unlock button of the car lock, "Go, I will come to you tomorrow."

Wen Liang didn't know in what posture she got out of the car, she only knew that after returning home, the slightly playful "I'll come to you tomorrow" was still lingering in her mind.

Just an hour after she sat on the sofa in a daze, her phone suddenly rang.

When I picked it up, it was a strange number I had never seen before.

"Hello? Who is it?" She swiped the small green dot on the screen, picked it up and placed it on the pinna.

"It's me, Wen Jing."

For a moment, Wen Liang wished that she had never returned to China.

This way, she wouldn't have to face this anymore, and every time she recalled her midnight dream, the voice hurt to the bone.

The knuckles of the fingers holding the phone receiver turned white, and her brain continued to go blank. After a long time, she licked the corners of her mouth, her voice was a bit dry, and she said politely and distantly: "Auntie, what can I do for you?"

"I have something to ask you. Come to the Left Bank Cafe in three or ten minutes."

"I……"

Before the voice finished speaking, the other party directly hung up the phone.

Wen Liang listened to the cold "beep beep——" hang up tone, her face turned slightly pale and ugly, she didn't want to see him, but the other party was arrogant and didn't give her any way out.

I can only bite the bullet and go to the appointment, even if I know it is a Hongmen banquet, I have to go.

There was a vague feeling of pain spreading from the apex of my heart. At this moment, I didn't know what the meaning was, but I was just a little dazed and flustered.

She knew that such emotions were very dangerous.

Adjust your breath as much as possible while breathing.

Open the door and go downstairs.

10 minutes later, in the Cafe on the Left Bank.

Wen Liang ordered a cup of Americano coffee, sat in the corner by the window, her hair hung down and her long hair covered her round shoulders, she didn't know where to put her hands, her eyes were fixed on her black hair, a Count the roots.

She looks up at every "welcome" sound.

Until, 15 minutes later.

A woman in a brown mink fur coat walked into the cafe with catwalks. Her wine-red hair was coiled on top of her head like a flower bud. There was a slender hairpin on it, with tassels hanging from the end of her hair. Things from the old age, but she only shows nobility but not old-fashioned.

Shoes with wedge heels rattled the floor tiles.

Wen Liang's hand holding the coffee cup tightened.

She can deal with anyone with ease, except... Wen Jing.

"You're here? You understand the concept of time, and it's not bad." Wen Jing sat down and looked at Wen Liang wantonly. After seeing the cheek earrings on her ears, she sneered, "These earrings are pretty good." .”

"Why did you come to me..."

"Have a cup of mocha, by the way, Wenliang, I remember you like black forest cake? Have one too."

She was obviously smiling, but it made people feel a little bit like a smiling tiger in sheep's clothing.

Wen Liang nodded and lowered her head silently.

Wen Jing looked at her bowed head and was surprised: "I didn't expect to see you for so many days, you have become a lot more sensible, which is pretty good, so do you know why I came to you this time?"

"Just speak up if you have something to say," she replied.

"Okay, then I won't be foolish. I know that your adoptive mother is seriously ill. You continue to ask for money so you pester Dongming again. I don't understand, but I hope you can be clear. Dongming wants to get along with the 'Tang Corporation The daughter of Tang Xinran is married, do you understand?"

"..." She was silent.

"As for me, if I know that you need money, I can give you a price, and I can give you whatever you want." Wen Jing said as she took out a check and put it in front of Wen Liang, "In your current situation, even 10,000+ is what you wish for. .”

"It's said that children from poor families head home early. Since you were born in such a family, it's okay to share more, but our family, Dong Ming, is a married man."

Every word the woman said struck Wen Liang's heart, and each word was hooked like a sword's edge with acrimony, causing the blood in her whole body to coagulate together. Be patient.

Even if she really wanted to be with Huo Dongming, it would definitely not be for money!
"Have you finished?" She suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and said politely.

"Of course not. I want you to remember that you are an adopted orphan, and you are not worthy of our family, Dongming. However, if you want to blame it, it is useless to blame your adoptive mother. You are sick and have nothing to do. See Seeing that Xinran is also adopted, why is there such a gap..."

Snapped--

Put the coffee mug on the table calmly.

There seemed to be a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, she raised her head that had been drooping high, her eyes sparkling like torches: "You are wrong, I should not blame, but be thankful, thankful that I met you It's my adoptive mother, not you."

Wen Jing was taken aback for a moment, obviously she didn't expect that Wen Liang, who was always at the mercy of others, would say such a thing.

"In addition, I want you to know that I am the one who is entangled, not Huo Dongming. As for this check...the old saying is that the dog depends on the power of others, and it is really true. If there is no dividend from the Asia-Pacific, you can get it. A check?"

As Wen Liang said, she got up and tore up the check and threw it into her coffee cup.

"Presumptuous, a girl who doesn't know what to do!" Wen Jing also stood up.

She was wearing expensive clothes, her hair was a lady's head that had been carefully arranged, and all the gold and silver treasures she wore all told her extraordinary status.

Immediately, it attracted countless attention.

Wen Liang didn't bother to talk to her, she picked up her bag and was about to leave, but the movement of leaning over to take the bag made her hair move away from her neck, immediately exposing the hickey marks on her collarbone and the end of her neck.

Thinking back to the fact that Huo Dongming hadn't returned home a few days ago, how could Wen Jing who came here didn't understand this?

Immediately, she stepped forward and slapped Wen Liang fiercely. A red palm print quickly appeared on her fair face, which was the size of a palm. Her head was slapped to one side, and her hair was scattered due to inertia, making her look particularly embarrassed. .

……

"Hiss...!" The onlookers took a breath, and someone muttered softly, "Could it be the main house and mistress?"

"I think so too, that woman looks like a vixen!"

Wen Liang's eyes turned cold, she held Wen Jing's hand behind her back, and originally wanted to fight back, to take revenge for all of this, but when she met her eyes full of vicious words, suddenly I lost my mind.

Just push her back into the seat.

"I didn't seduce your son. My boyfriend is my mother's doctor, Mu Chi. After Mr. Huo found out about this, he has been pestering me."

In a sense, Wen Liang was telling the truth.

Wen Jing also understood that Huo Dongming's careful thoughts towards her had never stopped at all, and there was nothing to say at the moment, but what made her unable to speak was Wen Liang's current state, that aggressive appearance, and his ruthless yet extremely obvious Her elegant appearance made her back feel cold.

(End of this chapter)