Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The small hall was well lit, enough for everyone to see Wen Rong's rapidly rising and falling chest.

It was as if there was a fire stuck inside, making one suspect that it would erupt in the next second, revealing an unfamiliar look of rage.

No one has ever seen Wen Rong like this.

The side branches who had been in the Wen family manor for less than half a year had never seen him, not even Wen Can.

Many years ago, the aristocratic circle of Yuzhou has always referred to Wen Rong as "Wen Bo's son, Mr. Chi's husband, and Wen Can's father."

As the only son of the Wen family in unknown generation, he was a well-known mediocre person, without much talent, means or character. Everyone would inevitably speak of this "Mr. Wen" with a bit of contempt, so that when Wen Can was born and grew up to his teens with the reputation of a genius, the title of "Mr. Wen" was naturally given to Wen Can.

Originally, before officially taking over the Wen family, Wen Can should have been just "Mr. Wen".

Just like Wen Rong, who had been "Mr. Little Wen" for more than 30 years under the shadow of his father, but had never been "Mr. Wen" for even a day, and the title was taken away by his own son.

This feeling is similar to the emperor skipping the step of "appointing a crown prince" and directly appointing the crown prince as the grandson.

At that time, everyone was waiting to see Wen Rong make a fool of himself, but he accepted this with great self-control and tolerance, and in the social occasions in the next few years, he fully demonstrated his gentle and humble personal charm. The laughter gradually decreased and disappeared.

Nowadays, many people have forgotten that Wen Rong had such an embarrassing situation. Whenever people mention Wen Rong, they will say that he was a kind-hearted philanthropist and the most tolerant leader of the family - but everyone calls him President Wen.

The habit formed over the years has become an instinct, and the title of "Mr. Wen" that represents real power never falls on him.

But he remained calm, like a perfect person who was born to smile and never get angry or embarrassed.

——Until now.

Looking at his rapidly rising and falling chest, several young masters and young ladies showed a look of fear.

Fortunately, Wen Rong was still able to control himself with his strong endurance.

He took a few deep breaths, then opened his eyes, looked at Ye Kong sternly and said, "Miss Ye, I have no intention of disciplining you on behalf of your elders, but what you said just now is not only slandering Wen Lian, the victim, but also a serious accusation against me and even Wen Can's mother..."

"I just said what I heard. I have no intention of accusing you, let alone Wen Can's mother. Besides, even if Wen Lian is talking nonsense, she is only accusing you, uncle. What does it have to do with the dead aunt?"

Ye Kong interrupted him rudely, with a matter-of-fact expression, and it was obvious that he had not received a good education.

The veins on Wen Rong's fingers holding the cane were bulging, but his tone remained calm: "You may not understand since you just arrived in Yuzhou. My late wife and I are different from your parents who had a business marriage. We got married because we loved each other. There was no such thing as dirty and bloody stories about wealthy families. I will never betray her until I die, not even for a second, even if she is already dead..."

"Then why don't you die with her?"

Ye Kong interrupted him once again without any manners. His thoughts were so bold and unbelievable, but his eyes were still shining. He looked at Wen Rong innocently and purely: "If you really love your wife so much, why don't you die with him?"

"..." Wen Rong was stunned. No matter how experienced he was, he couldn't react immediately. "You..."

"I don't understand, but I've heard people say that if you really love someone, you will live and die for him. Uncle Wen didn't die for his wife, so does he live for her? But if that's the case, why are you so eager to find someone to replace your wife's son who just became disabled?"

Ye Kong spoke slowly, but every word was clear.

No one spoke in the small hall.

All the side branches hunched their shoulders and lowered their heads, wishing they could shrink into the cracks in the ground, as if they were blind and deaf.

And Wen Rong's hands were shaking slightly.

That was a sign that he was extremely angry and on the verge of losing control.

Only Wen Can looked calm.

He sat in the wheelchair with his shoulders straight, his eyes looking straight at Wen Rong, as if he wanted to see every expression and every twisted wrinkle on his face.

But a rare blush appeared on his carefully carved face, which was as eye-catching as if he had drunk a little wine.

This dead silence lasted for about a minute. Just as Wen Rong clenched his cane and was about to stand up and speak with cold eyes, Wen Can spoke.

"Okay." He turned to look at Ye Kong, "You just came to Yuzhou and don't understand many things. I will slowly explain it to you later."

"Now, push me out and I'll take you to my room."

The atmosphere suddenly broke the ice.

However, Wen Rong looked at Wen Can with dissatisfaction - he had already prepared a speech to make himself a complete victim and formally cancel the engagement.

But Wen Can now expressed that "Ye Kong just doesn't understand, she can't be blamed", and he, a father who has always been gentle and tolerant, can no longer be so excited as to force Ye Kong to convict him.

He could only watch Ye Kong push Wen Can out with an expressionless face.

Looking at the children from the side branches who were left behind and shivering like quails, Wen Rong's eyes twitched, and he slowly let out a long and tired sigh, raising his hand to press his forehead.

"Why did A-Chan choose such a fiancée..."

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"Did Wen Lian really say those things to you?"

"Of course not." Ye Kong said simply, "I made it all up."

"...Aren't you afraid that he will wake up and expose you?"

"Expose? Why does what he said mean exposure, and what I said must be false?"

In Wen Can's study, Ye Kong adjusted the hourglass on the desk and said, "There were only two of us by the lake at that time. No one could testify for me, which means no one could testify for him either."

"Even so...how did you come up with these words?"

"It's not completely made up." Ye Kong clapped his hands, sat down on the chair, and roughly described what Wen Lian said to him: "It's true that he looks down on those newcomers. Although it seems that he is standing on your side and speaking up for you, when I said that he also has the qualifications to be the heir, he specifically explained to me a lot about his physical condition to show that he dare not covet this position - but I always think that if you want to hide your desires, the best way is to ignore and disregard them, rather than repeatedly emphasizing that you don't want this thing."

“The more you emphasize it, the more you care about it.”

Ye Kong tapped the armrest of the chair and said leisurely: "I am sure that he has ideas about your position - so this is not something I made up."

"Then," Wen Can sat behind the table, supporting his chin with his five slender and well-defined fingers, and looked at Ye Kong dimly with a pair of clouded eyes, "You said that Wen Lian is his biological son, is that also a deduction?"

This time Ye Kong shook his head: "No, I made this one up."

Wen Can: ...