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

The atmosphere is very weird.

Originally, Wen Can didn't have to wait here, but in order to divert his attention and stop him from looking gloomy all day long, Wen Rong forced him and Qin Zheng to wait in the reception room together to receive the second generation who were about to arrive early.

So as soon as Tu Wan and others arrived, they saw Wen Can sitting with Qin Zheng with an expressionless face.

Although one was sitting in a wheelchair and the other was sitting on the sofa, Qin Zheng immediately stood up and smiled at them, entertaining them like a hostess, which instantly made the atmosphere strange.

"Mr. Tu."

Qin Zheng and Tu Wan shook hands, and the latter shook hands back with a smile, with standard etiquette and a polite expression.

Then he shook hands with Zhou Song.

Young Master Zhou was not as good as Tu Wan in controlling himself and did not hide his sneer at all.

He glanced at Wen Can, who had an expressionless face, shook hands perfunctorily with Qin Zheng, and then found a seat to sit down.

He picked up a deck of cards and asked Xu Yang and the others to play cards.

People on both sides were communicating with each other, but they were clearly separated from each other. Even as more and more young masters and young ladies came to the reception room, the strange atmosphere did not ease at all. Instead, it seemed to spread as the number of people increased.

Everyone was observing Wen Can and his "new fiancée" at the same time.

Qin Zheng didn't take it seriously at first, as she was already used to attracting other people's attention.

But gradually, she found that those looks were not kind at all - although they could not be called malicious, they were always judgemental and evaluated. It was not until her own people from Nangang gradually arrived that she felt a little more comfortable.

The two groups of guests are still clearly separated.

The circle where Zhou Song and his friends were playing cards grew larger and larger, with cheers or laughter breaking out from time to time.

Xie Qing on this side couldn't help but curl his lips: "Are they playing some kind of isolation game? They were still circling around us a few days ago."

Qin Zheng glanced at Wen Can and smiled slightly: "We are clearly playing our own games, how can it be called isolation?"

Wen Can acted as if he didn't hear anything, his eyes fixed on the local news on the TV screen in front of him.

Xie Qing glanced at him and said, "You are quite good-looking. If we only talk about your looks, you are worthy of our Ah Zheng. It's a pity that you are disabled..."

With a thud——

It was her brother who put the teacup on the table: "Ah Qing, if you are free, you can go and pour me a cup of tea."

Xie Qing had no choice but to shut up.

Just then, a huge cheer suddenly broke out from the crowd over there.

"Xu Yang, you are awesome! You can win even with this!"

"You are so calm. If I had been dealt such a bad hand like you, I would have slammed the table."

"Who doesn't know that our Lao Xu is a master of tactics?"

"Old Xu is too ugly."

"Zhou Song, count how many games you lost today..."

The cheers faded away, and chattering sounds rose and fell, followed by a sigh from Zhou Song.

“I’ve been losing for days in a row.”

He seemed to recall something, and his recognizable voice was clearly heard throughout the reception room: "The last time I defeated Ah Yang was in Ye Kong's coffee shop."

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The entire reception room suddenly became quiet.

Their gazes intertwined into a web, silently casting their gazes towards Qin Zheng and Wen Can.

In the suddenly stagnant air, Qin Zheng suddenly realized that she had probably greatly underestimated Ye Kong's popularity in Yuzhou.

It seemed that all these people knew about Ye Kong's deeds, and even knew about the entanglement between Ye Kong and Wen Can. All the scrutiny they had just shown, either openly or secretly, was because of Ye Kong - they seemed to want to see what kind of woman could take over Ye Kong's job, and also to measure whether she could compare to Ye Kong.

——This is really unpleasant.

If she really became Madam Wen in the future, and had to live among a group of people who knew about Ye Kong's existence - wouldn't she have to live forever in the shadow of their love?

Just as I was thinking about this, the door of the reception room was suddenly pushed open.

The banquet had not yet started, but Mrs. Qin had arrived at the door early.

Accompanied by Wen Rong, Wen Lian and others, she walked in with a smile, and her eyes swept across the room, immediately falling on Wen Can.

"I've heard of him for a long time, but I finally saw him in person today." She nodded to the others who greeted her, and as she walked towards Wen Can and the others, she turned around and smiled at Wen Rong, "Let's not talk about anything else. Just talking about his appearance, your son has already surpassed our Nangang kids."

"Aunt." Xie Qing was the first to stand up, and said in a coquettish tone, "You always say my brother is the most handsome!"

"Okay, okay, your brother is handsome too."

Refusing the seat Qin Zheng offered her, the woman said, "I just came to see you and say hello."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Wen Can again.

Unlike when she looked at others, this time her gaze carried obvious weight, heavy and solemn, as if she was giving a score, and she looked Wen Can over carefully.

From the first second Wen Can felt her gaze, he raised his eyelids and looked directly into her eyes.

It was not until that gaze returned to his face and the two of them looked at each other that he nodded slightly after a two-second pause.

Mrs. Qin also smiled and nodded.

He casually turned his eyes to the TV: "What are you watching?"

As she spoke, Qin Zheng explained, "Just take a look," and then she picked up the remote control and casually changed the channel.

I had just changed two channels when a deafening sound like an explosion suddenly came from the speakers.

Mrs. Qin was so shocked that she lost her grip on the remote control. She could only watch as the reporter straightened his tie and continued to speak to the camera: "We are now at the entrance of 'A Newspaper' - in order to investigate whether actress Le Yue has any personal ethics problems, we plan to interview the person involved in the incident, Ms. Ye, the owner of the 'A Newspaper' coffee shop."

Wen Can suddenly raised his eyes.

Tu Wan and others over there also turned their heads suddenly.

The reception room fell into silence.

Everyone was staring at the screen.

This is obviously a local entertainment channel.

The reporter's live camera moved away from the person's face and moved towards the coffee shop that was familiar to everyone.

Through the clean and bright French windows, the camera vaguely captured a tall and short figure inside the booth, accompanied by the reporter's rhythmic voice: "What do we see? The one standing is the protagonist of the gossip, Boss Ye, who is the short one? Is someone kneeling to her? Are all the news we received true?"

The many figures in front carrying cameras and microphones suddenly became excited and rushed forward at the same time, pushing and shoving each other as they rushed into the coffee shop.

The camera where the lens was located was a step slower, but was not willing to fall behind and kept rushing forward, finally squeezing into the crowd, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

After finally standing steady, the shaking camera finally began to move upwards.

From the clean floor, to the feet in a pair of cotton slippers, the long legs in black trousers, and the simple loose white T-shirt, the straight and concave collarbone exposed on the white T-shirt, and the slender and clean neck——

A delicate and beautiful jaw, tightly pursed red lips, and a perfect nose.

Finally, there is a pair of eyes covered by dense eyelashes, pitch black, staring straight at the camera - just like a ghost suddenly appearing in the face in a horror movie.

The camera shook violently, then took two unsteady steps back, causing the people in front of the screen to lose their balance with their heartbeats.

The focus shook for only two seconds before the look was clearly magnified again.

In the crowd, the noisy flash lights, the tearful old man, and the reporters asking confusing questions all became blurred silhouettes.

Only the girl was still staring at the camera, and suddenly without any warning, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled——