Ying Jing lived with Wen Fucheng.
It scared Wen Yue badly.
"Are you serious?" The two didn't seem to be in the same dimension.
"Of course."
Wen Yue pointed at her angrily but did not say anything he might regret later.
"I treat you like a sister, but you actually want to be my second aunt."
Ying Jing spread her hands helplessly.
"Who asked him to be Wen Fucheng? Who asked your second uncle to be him?"
He thought that what Ying Zenan said in the group was just a joke.
Everyone knew that Ying Jing was chasing after Lu Zishu. He didn't expect her to give up so easily.
"My second uncle actually agreed?" He even shamelessly moved into a girl's house. How shameless!
She forgot about her initial intention to look for Wen Fucheng and went straight to the study after receiving permission.
"Second Uncle."
He opened the door and called out loudly.
"Didn't anyone teach you to knock before entering? Get out."
Wen Yue obediently turned around and went out to knock again. After receiving a response, he pushed the door open and entered.
Ying Jing stood in the living room and was secretly giggling at the scene.
Biting into an apple, she went back into her room to play on her computer.
But what was Wen Yue here for?
It couldn't be about Yan Shuang.
If he could stop Wen Yue from being with Yan Shuang, could he change the outcome of Wen Yue's previous life?
But would it be unethical?
She was a beautiful and kind little fairy. She might as well tell Wen Fucheng to be the bad guy.
Wen Yue stood in the middle of the room next door. It was only after Wen Fucheng finished talking to his secretary that it was his turn to talk to him.
"What business do you have with me? Are you coming to admit defeat so soon? I thought you could persist… "
He was interrupted by Wen Yue, who took a card from his bag and placed it in front of the man.
"This is what I earned from working."
Wen Fucheng didn't need to look to know how much money was in the card.
"You came to me to show off so quickly. How much of the money in there is acquired through your own strength?"
No way. His second uncle was so good that he could even tell that.
He had suddenly gone from being a pampered rich young master to a poor man who had to rely on himself to earn money. The difference was huge.
He could hold his breath for the first few days, but as time passed, this feeling was very unbearable.
Therefore, Yan Shuang thought of a way for him to secretly give him some money. This money was neither too much nor too little. It was more than what ordinary people worked for. When Wen Fucheng saw that he could earn money even if he became an ordinary person, he would look at him in a different light.
Wen Yue, who was used to being a young master, probably did not know that a normal person's salary was doled out monthly.
No one would believe that he did not carry the title of Young Master Wen not long after he left the Wen family.
"Did I give you the chance to work hard so you could partner with an outsider to trick me? Are you stupid?"
Wen Yue hung his head in shame.
"Since she's so willing to give you money to spend, it saves the Wen family a lot."
When Wen Yue came out of the study, he was like a frosted eggplant. Second Uncle was too ruthless. This time, he confiscated his property and even asked his good friends in the circle not to give him the green light.
Wen Yue was not convinced.
"Second Uncle, you're too strict. Isn't this too unfair?"
Wen Fucheng glanced at him indifferently, indicating for him to continue.
"You're staying with Ying Jing. She… "
"Is there a comparison?"
"What?" Wen Yue was stunned.
"I mean how can Yan Shuang be compared to Ying Jing? Ying Jing is prettier, cuter, more talented, and richer than her. Why wouldn't I like that?"
Wen Yue's mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.
Praise her all you want! Why even step on his girlfriend?'
Yan Shuang wasn't as bad as he said!
"Ying Jing has such a bad temper."
"That's because I'm willing to spoil her. If you're not convinced, hold it in."
Why did that sound so familiar?
Once again Wen Yue was thrown out.
When he passed by the living room, Ying Jing even asked him to join her.
"Do you want a watermelon?"
Wen Yue looked at her. She was bare-faced and her hair was loose. She was feasting on a watermelon enthusiastically, and there were melon seeds around her mouth.
She did it without any regard for her image.
He wondered what Second Uncle liked about her.
"Help yourself. I'm going back."
"It's early. Why don't you stay for dinner?" Before she could say another word, there was a sound from the study door, and they both looked over.
Wen Fucheng walked out in his loungewear.
He walked to Ying Jing's side and picked up the cut watermelon to look at his worthless nephew.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
'Yes, yes, yes. Sorry to disturb your time together.'
He would immediately slip away.
Wen Yue went straight downstairs to a parking lot and got into the car. Yan Shuang immediately asked how it went.
"Don't mention it. Second Uncle knows. Our little tricks are nothing to him."
"What do we do now? Don't tell me you really can't go back to the Wen family!"
Wen Yue thought of something and his eyes darkened.
"Yes! I can't go back. Second Uncle really abandoned me. Maybe I was too disappointing! He's found a new heir to groom. I have nothing now. Will you still like me?"
"Of course. Of course, I … will still like you."
Wen Yue leaned over and hugged her.
"You'd better be!"
In a direction he couldn't see, Yan Shuang's smile faded.
She would still like him, of course, provided he was still a member of the Wen family.
After Wen Yue left, Ying Jing turned from the window and returned to the hall.
"Wen Fucheng, you're amazing. Wen Yue really came with Yan Shuang."
It turned out that after Wen Yue left just now, she had asked curiously and realized that so much had happened to him recently.
"This Yan Shuang is really bad. She's basically using Wen Yue."
After saying that, she secretly looked at Wen Fucheng, wondering if he would agree with her.
However, when Wen Fucheng looked in a certain direction, his expression seemed to have changed.
Curious, she followed his gaze.
It was the TV program she had turned on earlier when she was bored.
The young man in the picture followed the dignified old man.
Countless microphones were thrust at him.
It was particularly messy in the usually orderly airport lobby.
At that moment, the man suddenly looked up at the camera.
Ying Jing's heart suddenly tightened. In the next second, a hand blocked her eyes. Blocking all her vision, he could still feel the touch of her eyelashes as they brushed past his palm.
"Wen Fucheng, I haven't finished watching it yet."
Putting down the watermelon in his hand, Wen Fucheng stood behind Ying Jing.
He leaned a little closer to her ear and spoke in a half-joking tone.
"As good-looking as me?"
His every word was like the sound of a piano. It was unbearably pleasant.
"Not as good-looking as you!"
Satisfied with the answer, he released her.
The TV picture had skipped to something else.
Ying Jing's gaze followed his figure.
"Wen Fucheng, did you do it on purpose just now?"
He deliberately didn't let her see Lu Zishu.
The man was quite petty, but she liked it.
Wen Fucheng picked up his melon and heard her question. He raised his eyebrows with a hint of amusement.
"Want to know?"
"Yes, I do."
"Then tell me first who looks better, me or Lu Zishu?"
Ying Jing's eyes lit up. This was a giveaway question!
The little fox puffed out her chest and looked up to reply with particular pride.
"Second Uncle is the best-looking."