“Qu Hang, Dad can help you for a while, but he can’t help you for a lifetime. Your affairs are best solved by yourself.” It is Wen Zhanpeng’s deep and vigorous voice.
“I know. Thank you, Dad. If you hadn’t come forward, I don’t think Shu Ting would have brought Xin Yan in… But she still keeps a distance from me, and we are not as close as we used to be in Las Vegas.” The voice faded little by little.
In the study, Yang Shuting almost heard their conversation, which made her very surprised. It was not Zhanpeng Wen’s original intention, but Wen Yuhang asked him to come forward and let her live in Wen’s home for no reason. He just didn’t want to divorce her, and wanted to use more time and take more actions to improve their relationship.
At this moment, when she heard a noisy voice coming from the living room, Yang Shuting was surprised and raised her steps and walked forward, not wanting the two people in the study to find that she was eavesdropping on their conversation.
Walking to the corner of the stairs, Yang Shuting looked into the living room downstairs. It was Ai Qing who came back with three or four wives, dressed brightly and magnificently.
Sharp-eyed Ai Qing had already seen Yang Shuting standing upstairs, snorted coldly in his mouth and glanced at her with disdain.
The other four ladies looked at her with strange eyes.
Yang Shuting wanted to turn around and walk back to the room, but Ai Qing shouted, “I said, didn’t you see I had guests? What are you doing there? Don’t you hurry down and pour a glass of water?”
Yang Shuting looked at them with a straight face, and then looked at Ai Qing, so she had to go downstairs and pour them a glass of water.
“Mrs. Wen, who is she? Why haven’t you seen her before? Or…” When passing by them, one of the fat and careless women asked Ai Qing curiously.
Ai Qing glanced at the fat woman obliquely, then sat on the sofa, put her purse on the table, and said coldly, “A woman who married into our literary family with other people’s children.”
Everyone is dumb, Looking at Yang Shuting with all kinds of eyes, but it’s not good to talk about her in front of Ai Qing. The outside world has already spread a lot, saying that Wen’s son is married, but his wife married into the door with her children. She thought it was a rumor. After Ai Qing confirmed it, it turned out to be true, so there is gossip to talk about.
Yang Shuting poured the water, sent it over and placed it in front of them one by one.
Ai Qing picked up the water and took a sip, quickly spit it out, put it heavily on the table, stood up, stared at her angrily, and scolded, “Why is it so hot? Do you want to burn me to death? Isn’t it?”
Haven’t come to respond, snap, Yang Shuting’s face has appeared a red Wuzhishan, she covered the hot face, know Ai Qing intended to find her trouble, so she didn’t say a word, although in the heart all sorts of grievances, but she still clenched her teeth, without saying a word.
“You probably did it on purpose, you bitch.” Ai Qing raised his hand again to slap her severely.
Others sniggered and were watching a good show.
After all, Ai Qing lost several mahjong games tonight, and was very upset.
“Stop!” At this time, Wen Yuhang quickly stepped down from upstairs in time, stood in front of Shu Ting, looked at her livid mother with a straight face, and gnashed her teeth and asked, “Mom, what are you going to do to Shu Ting?”
Ai Qing glanced at his son unconvinced. Now he has a wife and forgets his mother. His arm turns out and he is helping this cheap woman.
She picked up the water and said, “She wants to burn me to death, do you know?”
Wen Yuhang looked at the water in her mother’s hand, and then looked at Yang Shuting. She lowered her eyes and didn’t say a word. He turned around and took the water in his mother’s hand, and probed the temperature with his fingers. His brows frowned, and his heart became inexplicably angry. He smashed the cup against the wall, and with a bang, the cup fell apart.
Scared everyone pale, all huddled.
Even Yang Shuting got a fright and looked at the fragments and the water stains dripping out.
“If you make trouble without reason, don’t blame me for turning my face against others.” Wen Yuhang said angrily to Ai Qing in front of everyone, and then took Yang Shuting’s hand and walked up the stairs back to the room.
“You, you…” Ai Qing pointed at them with trembling hands, and his face was green and white with anger, and his chest fluctuated violently. “You actually, actually talk to your mother with this attitude. Do you still have me in your eyes?”
When other wives saw something bad, they all left one after another.
Upstairs, Yang Shuting shook off his hand, but stood there.
Wen Yuhang looked back at her doubtfully. She lowered her eyes and her expression was dark. He knew that she was wronged in her heart. He felt uncomfortable and apologetic in his heart. He wanted to put his hands on her shoulders, but the next moment, she said, “Don’t touch me!”
But Wen Yuhang thought she was angry and lost her temper, or put her hand on her shoulder, just trying to comfort her, but she didn’t expect her to knock off his hand, her dejected eyes, tears in her eyes, and her voice shouted hoarsely: “I told you not to touch me, don’t touch me, didn’t you hear me?”
“Shu Ting…” Wen Yuhang frowned and hoped she wouldn’t be like this.
But the next moment, Douda’s tears fell from her eyes. Yang Shuting stared at him resentfully and pursed her lips. She could not have let herself cry, but she still couldn’t control it.
Wen Yuhang saw her crying, got a fright, and her heart panicked. He didn’t know what to say. He knew it was his fault that he couldn’t stay by her side all the time, gave her a sense of security, and let her be hurt and insulted.
He apologized and wanted to say “sorry” to her, but now it seems that even thousands of sorry words can’t win her forgiveness.
This not only alarmed Wen Zhanpeng in the study, but also alarmed Xin Yan who was already asleep.
Xin Yan opened the door and walked out of the room, rubbing her hazy eyes, and clearly saw tears hanging on Mommy’s face. “Mommy…” She ran to her in shock, hugged her tightly and asked her why she cried.
Yang Shuting didn’t want her daughter to see her fragile side. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face with her hands, tried to squeeze out a smile, looked at Xin Yan with her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: “How did you wake up?”
Xin Yan didn’t answer Mommy’s question, but turned around and looked up at Daddy. It must be Daddy, otherwise Mommy wouldn’t cry. With anger and hatred in her eyes, she asked Daddy in an interrogative tone: “Daddy, did you bully Mommy? Didn’t you say you would protect Mommy? Why do you want to cry her? Why?”
“Yeon-yeon…” Wen Yuhang eyebrows corrected, shouting Xin Yan’s birth name, “Daddy didn’t bully mommy, really no, you have to believe Daddy…”
Xin Yan didn’t believe it. She pushed away her daddy and said loudly, “I don’t believe it. I saw it with my own eyes. I want to go home to my grandmother and aunt’s house. I hate daddy, very hate, very hate very hate…”
Wen Yuhang looked at Xin Yan in surprise. What should he say? For a while, he didn’t know how to do it.
“Grandpa, I want to go back to my grandmother’s house, I want to go back to my grandmother’s house…” Xin Yan saw Grandpa come out of the study, hurriedly ran forward, dragging his skirts, two tearful pleaded.
Wen Zhanpeng heard the noise, He went out to see what was going on. When he saw his precious granddaughter crying like this, his heart broke. He picked her up, gently wiped the tears from her face with his hands, and said softly, “Be good, my little granddaughter, it’s so late now, and it’s dark and slippery. Why don’t I ask Forbes to drive you back tomorrow and have a good sleep tonight…”
After Wen Zhanpeng so coaxed, Xin Yan sobbed and nodded and agreed, no longer crying and no longer making trouble.
Yang Shuting walked forward with red eyes, passed Wen Yuhang, walked to Wen Zhanpeng, hugged Xin Yan from his hand, reached out and stroked her head, then raised her eyelids, looked at Wen Zhanpeng gratefully, and nodded to him gently to show her gratitude.
She didn’t look back at Wen Yuhang, only slightly side face, then holding Xin Yan back to the room to rest.
“Yeon-yeon, don’t do this to daddy in the future. It’s rude and hurts daddy’s heart.” Gently put down Xin Yan, Yang Shuting sat by the bed, looked straight at Xin Yan with mist, wiped the tears out of her eyes with her thumb, and said softly.
“But Daddy made you cry. He bullied you.” Xin Yan pursed her pink beak and said.
“Daddy didn’t bully Mommy.” Yang Shuting said.
“Then why are you crying?” Xin Yan asked indissoluble.
This made Shu Ting don’t know how to answer, and her heart sank, which made her breathless. She had to change the topic and call Xin Yan to rest early and go back to school tomorrow!
Xin Yan no longer continued to ask, obedient lying in bed.
When the lights were turned off, the room suddenly dimmed, except for a faint silver light shining through the window.
Yang Shuting also lay down, while Xin Yan hugged her tightly. She patted her back gently. Only with her daughter, she found that everything else was not important, because her daughter was all she had.
At night, she has been looking at the secret ceiling with her eyes open, and her heart is fidgety. She wants to find a time to sit down with Wen Yuhang and have a good talk. If they continue like this, it will only make everyone feel bad.
It’s been a week, and Yang Shuting has no time to talk with Wen Yuhang. Not only does she have no time, but even Wen Yuhang has no time.
However, during this period of time, Wen Yuhang just had something to go on a business trip.
He might have driven to pick her up in the past, but since then, he has ordered Forb to pick them up.
One day Fubo drove downstairs to meet her on time. Yang Shuting walked a long way to avoid unnecessary discussion, but what he didn’t expect was that Fubo had been driving slowly behind her.
She stopped and the car came to a halt.
She turned around, came over and said to Fauber, “Fauber, go back first, and don’t drive to pick me up and Xinyan in the future.”
Fauber said, “No, the young master has told me that I must take you home.”
She had no choice but to put it mildly, that is, to find someone to monitor her every move. She said, “Nothing, you go back first. If there is anything, I will tell the young master.”