After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

"Jing Lan, do you know what you are talking about? Don't keep talking like this all day long!" Ye Lingjun had a headache.

After all, there is no son who can make him worry-free.

Although Song Wenjing kept silent, he knew very well that this son had not grown up beside him since childhood.

It's not as simple as Ye Jinglan. He is so deep that even a father like him is a little helpless.

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Ye Jinglan snorted coldly, looking sharply at Nian Zhi who was standing aside, his eyes full of disgusted sarcasm, "Dad, why don't you ask this woman? Am I talking nonsense? She has been talking nonsense all day today. Are they all together with this good son of yours!"

Ye Lingjun's expression changed, and he turned to look at Nian Zhi, seeing her eyes lowered and a tense expression on her face.

His eyes flickered, and finally he raised his head to look at Song Wenjing opposite.

Compared with Nian Zhi's obviously nervous expression, Song Wenjing looked calm.

He put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, and when he heard the words, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and tugged his sexy thin lips, the curve of which looked lazy but tempting, "Why are you looking at me like this? Is it possible for you? Do you really think I can do anything shameful with her?"

Nian Zhi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Song Wenjing's gaze.

He looked at himself with a half-smile, and his narrow red phoenix eyes seemed to contain some emotions that he couldn't understand.

Her heart was pounding even more, her face was uncontrollably hot, and she looked away in panic.

"That's possible!"

Fengti seized the opportunity and started to make a fuss. He gathered up his pajamas and stepped forward aggressively, "I believe Jinglan will not frame you for nothing. You have been out all day. Shouldn't you pay attention to the impact? ?Wen Jing, no matter what you say, you are still Jinglan’s eldest brother, the eldest young master of the Ye family, and Nian Zhi is Jinglan’s wife. Your relationship with your sister-in-law is so ambiguous. Are you not causing chaos for the Ye family? What is it?"

Nian Zhi's face suddenly turned pale, and she subconsciously clenched her hands at her sides.

In fact, she wanted to refute that she had not spent the whole day with Song Wenjing today, but the words "ambiguous relationship" still made her instinctively feel guilty.

But now that everyone is here, can we actually say some things?

It’s something to say anyway.

She has had enough of these days of being on tenterhooks.

This home has never been a home to her.

She really wants to get out of here!

Nian Zhi took a deep breath, and the words: "I want a divorce" were almost in her throat.

Suddenly, Song Wenjing spoke, "Now you have admitted that I am the eldest young master of the Ye family."

The man's deep eyes glanced across Nian Zhi's face.

His knuckled fingers gently flicked the handrail of the corridor beside him, as if he didn't have the patience to continue talking with them, "I'm not interested in explaining this kind of thing. If you are suspicious, you might as well send someone to investigate and see. Let's see if it's all day long and we're together doing whatever you're thinking about."

After he finished speaking, he shook the coat on his wrist, passed the crowd, and walked to his room.

Nian Zhi watched him enter a room next to the study on the second floor. Her heart suddenly tightened. Something seemed to be on her throat. However, before she had time to ask, Ye Jinglan on the side had already stepped forward to help her. Got——

"He sleeps here?"

Ye Lingjun's expression was grave, "There are no rooms on the third or fourth floor for Wen Jing to sleep in. He chose this room himself."

He glanced at Nian Zhi and saw that her face was a little pale, so he reached out and patted her shoulder to comfort her, "Nian Zhi, don't take what happened just now to your heart. You go back and rest first. Come to me when you get up tomorrow. I I have something to tell you."

"...Dad!" Nian Zhi said subconsciously.

Ye Lingjun paused, "Is there anything else?"

Nian Zhi opened his mouth. In the Ye family, the best person for him was probably Ye Lingjun. He thought about the cost of his father's treatment in that hospital over the years.

Thinking of his insistence on sending himself to study abroad without hesitation.

The words stuck in her throat.

Is it appropriate to say it now?

But if we don’t say it now, when will we go?

After all, it’s still something to say, right?

"I have something I want to tell you. I want to talk to Jinglan..."

"shut up!"

Ye Jinglan suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Nian Zhi's wrist, "Come with me!"