I almost touched the moon

After finally finishing their meal in an uneasy manner, Wen Song and Wen Yiheng just wanted to escape. However, when they looked at the time, it was not yet eight o'clock in the evening. They could only continue to sit in the living room and chat about random things.

Jiang Yuhui said to Wen Yiheng, "The young man I told you about last time is your third aunt's grandson. He just graduated from Fudan University this year. He is actually your junior. I sent you his resume before, why is there no response? Your third aunt has urged me many times."

"I didn't watch it." Wen Yiheng spat out two words and continued to watch TV boredly.

"What do you mean you didn't see it?" Jiang Yuhui was a little angry. "Why are you like this? I told you at the time that I was your third aunt's grandson and he should call you aunt. He graduated from Fudan University this year and passed the judicial examination. He just wants to work in LK and asked you to help arrange it. Is it so difficult? Aren't you the big boss?"

"We have a dedicated recruitment channel," Wen Yiheng said, "otherwise everyone comes to me, what is that, a home workshop?"

"He's a graduate of Fudan University, and he's also your nephew. Can't you be flexible?" Jiang Yuhui continued to put pressure on Wen Yiheng. "I'm not asking you to put him in management position directly. It's just an ordinary position. How can you, as a big boss, have no power at all?"

Wen Yiheng snorted coldly and said, "First of all, our law firm's Greater China business is almost all foreign-related, so we explicitly require overseas study or related work background. Even if you don't have it, you must be proficient in international trade law, investment law and EU law, and your IELTS score must be above 7.5. Does he have it? Even if he does, he must go through the official recruitment channel. Don't come to me to use the back door. I run a law firm, not a shelter."

"You are a funny person." Jiang Yuhui said, "I have already promised your third aunt, what should I do now? Tell her that you don't agree? Do you know how many people scold you behind your back for being unkind and forgetting your roots? You have forgotten your family because you have become rich, and you are cold-blooded."

"Yeah, then I am cold-blooded, what can I do."

Wen Yiheng was used to Jiang Yuhui's ridicule and didn't feel angry. Instead, he took the blame and said, "I will assign a position to my distant nephew. Ilia is my daughter, so I will just give her the position of general manager of the Asia-Pacific region."

"No, Lawyer Wen." Wen Song quickly declined, "I know nothing about the law. I can't do it."

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Wen Xiuren hurriedly tried to mediate, "Forget it, forget it. Yiheng also has its own rules and regulations. Otherwise, if you use the back door today and he uses the back door tomorrow, how can she manage such a large law firm? If the grandson of your third aunt has real talent, he will definitely be hired through the official recruitment channels. You don't need to bother with that."

Seeing that Wen Yiheng was not willing to compromise and knowing her temper, Jiang Yuhui stopped talking and changed the subject, starting to ask Wen Song if she had a boyfriend.

Wen Song was about to say yes, but Wen Yiheng stopped her with his eyes and whispered in German: "If you tell her, she will pester you to ask everything about Cheng Che, including how many people are in his family, what his parents do, where he lives, and everything you know and don't know. Then she will ask you to bring Cheng Che back to her tomorrow to see him."

After hearing this, Wen Song quickly changed his statement and said, "Not yet. I'm too busy to have time for a relationship."

Jiang Yuhui saw Wen Yiheng mumbling something in a language she couldn't understand, and knew that it was definitely not a good thing, but she still said to Wen Song: "Okay, right now, studying is the most important thing for you. Be careful when looking for a boyfriend, don't be fooled by random people, don't be like your mother."

"I chose the wrong person and I knew to cut my losses in time. At the beginning, some people cried and shouted that they would not let me get a divorce, and said it was for my own good." Wen Yiheng was a little unhappy after being criticized by Jiang Yuhui all night, so he directly retorted.

Jiang Yuhui said, "I'm not doing this for your own good. After your divorce, people would point fingers at you when you walk on the street, saying that you're a divorced woman. If you weren't afraid of gossip, why did you flee abroad? In the first few years after your divorce, I couldn't even hold my head up when I walked outside."

"Then just keep your head down and walk away!" Wen Yiheng said very unhappily, rolled his eyes, and was too lazy to say anything more to Jiang Yuhui.

Wen Song also said: "My mother went abroad to study for a doctorate. In today's society, there are too many divorces. On the contrary, those who suffer all kinds of grievances in marriage and swallow their anger are looked down upon. Grandma, do you know that my mother is known as the best investment and corporate lawyer in Europe?"

"What's the point?" Jiang Yuhui sighed and said, "I have been living alone for so many years. As a woman, I can't even maintain my own family and marriage. What's the point?"

"It seems like you've maintained it very well." Wen Yiheng asked sarcastically.

Jiang Yuhui said: "Of course I did a good job. Without me, do you think you would have achieved what you have today? When you were working hard abroad, I was the one who took care of your daughter at home."

"Alright, alright, stop talking." Wen Xiuren said, "Yiheng, it's our duty as mom and dad to help you take care of your children. We are happy for your achievements today, and if there is a suitable one, we can develop it. Otherwise, we will be worried if you are alone without anyone to take care of you."

Hearing Wen Xiuren's words, Jiang Yuhui quickly said, "Yes, when I was playing mahjong today, a friend said that she knew a young man who is 52 years old, four years older than you. He is also divorced and has a daughter who is one year older than Songsong. He works in a provincial department and has a good appearance. You can take a look at him."

As he spoke, he opened his cell phone and handed the photo to Wen Yiheng.

Wen Yiheng mocked him without any hesitation: "You can still be called a young man at the age of 52, but half of your body is already buried in the ground. Mom, I think there should be nothing wrong with your legs, but you really need to take a look at your eyes. This is called good looks, you really look like a throwback to your ancestors."

After hearing this, Wen Song also took a curious look and saw that he was a middle-aged man with a bald head and some fat. She wanted to spit out her dinner after just one look and said bluntly: "If you say he looks like a monkey, the monkeys will say you are insulting them."

"What a mess!" Jiang Yuhui said, "You're divorced and have a daughter, and you still want to find a prince charming. Look at Lingyuan, he has a son and a daughter after divorcing you, he's so lucky, but you're the only one who's all alone, I can't sleep at night when I think about this. I think you and Lingyuan are pretty good, if you give in, he'll still be interested in that vixen, he'll definitely come running back to you."

"Don't say that anymore!" Wen Xiuren thought of what Tang Lingyuan had done to him a few days ago, frowned, and said angrily, "What do you think the Tang family is a good place? If I were to say that Yi Heng was right to divorce him, he should have. Don't mention him again in the future, we have nothing to do with him now!"

"You've spoiled her like this!" Jiang Yuhui also lost his temper and cursed, "I didn't agree when she wanted to go abroad, but you didn't just send her abroad for graduate studies, you also asked her to study for a doctorate abroad. Now look, she's dying abroad and won't come back!"

"Can you shut up!" Wen Yiheng was also angry. "I have lived half my life, and it has no value except getting married. Do you want to take a look at the villa you live in now, the car you drive when you go out, the driver who drives you, and the jade bracelet on your hand? Who paid for all these!"

Jiang Yuhui was so angry that he pointed at Wen Yiheng's nose and cursed, "You are so powerful. Now that you have made money, you can talk loudly. If we hadn't taken care of your daughter for you, would you be able to study for a doctorate? Would you be able to work peacefully in Switzerland? You are just killing the donkey after it has done its work! And my good Song Song was a lady from a noble family when I raised her here, but what have you done to her now!"

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and slapped the lighter on the coffee table, and asked Wen Yiheng, "I just took it out of her bag! There are only a few cigarettes left! Explain it to me! And that tattoo, don't think I don't know! A lady from a wealthy family, but you treat her like a gangster. If I had known this would happen, I would never have allowed you to take her to Switzerland no matter what."

"Grandma, why are you rummaging through my bag?!" Wen Song was also angry. What she hated most in her life was others touching her personal belongings.

"Your bag was open there, and I wanted to help you put it away, but then I saw the cigarettes in your bag!" Jiang Yuhui spoke to Wen Song in a lower voice, but he was still very angry, "Songsong, how can a girl smoke? If my in-laws find out, I'll be scolded by them."

After hearing this, Wen Song was speechless and almost blurted out, "What does it have to do with me?" But he knew that if he said this, there would be another bloody storm, so he could only swallow it back and remain silent.

Wen Yiheng rolled his eyes when he saw this scene and shouted angrily, "Are you done yet? You torture me all day, but can you let Ilia go? You even rummaged through her bag. Do you know that this is illegal? If it were in Switzerland, I could call the police right now."

"Then let the police arrest me!"

Jiang Yuhui angrily threw all the gifts that Wen Yiheng brought back to the ground. The bottle of red wine that she had specially bought in Burgundy before going to New Zealand made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground, and the rich smell of red wine instantly filled the entire living room.

"Can you please stop arguing!" Wen Xiuren also shouted angrily, and slammed his right hand heavily on the coffee table, making a muffled sound. He also became unstable due to the sudden increase in blood pressure and almost fainted.

Wen Yiheng saw this and knew that if they continued to stay here, there would be endless quarrels, so he said to Wen Xiuren and Jiang Yuhui, "I'll take her away, okay? You guys can out of sight, out of mind."

"Yiheng." Wen Xiuren said quickly, "It's still early, sit for a while, it's your mother's fault today, she knows she was wrong."

"Every time I come to your house, we always quarrel." Wen Yiheng sighed and said, "Dad, I know you care about me, but I'm sorry, I may never be the daughter that you are satisfied with. In this case, we just need to live our own lives well."

"Go away! Never come back!" Jiang Yuhui cursed from behind, "Song Song too, if you leave with your mother, don't call me grandma!"

Wen Yiheng has always been a person who doesn't respond to any persuasion. He became even angrier when he heard what Jiang Yuhui said, and he almost dragged Wen Song away from home.

The cold wind from the courtyard made him more awake. After returning to the car, Wen Song calmed down and asked Wen Yiheng, "Where are we going?"

Wen Yiheng glanced at his watch and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock. Please take me directly to the airport. I'll wait for your godmother and the others there."

"Ok." Wen Song nodded and headed towards the airport.

Wen Yiheng turned around and asked Wen Song, "Are you really not going?"

"No." Wen Song shook his head, "I don't want to take a plane. It's exhausting."

"Take Hengya's plane, it won't tire you out, Miss." Wen Yiheng said jokingly.

"You can still joke. It seems you are in a good mood." Wen Song also smiled, "I won't go either. I promised Cheng Che that I will accompany him tomorrow."

"I'm used to it. It's always like this every time I go back to China, so I shouldn't have come back." Wen Yiheng also smiled, "Okay, you and Cheng Che get along well, he's a good kid."