The daily life of a woman who wears a book and spoils her wife

Wen Zhitong wore a black dress today. Her skin was already fair, but under the light, her flushed cheeks made her even more beautiful and charming.

Ruan Jingyan turned around to look at her, if she hadn't heard the cold voice just now, she would have found it difficult to match the person just now with the girl in front of her.

Ruan Jingyan has always disliked others talking to her in a questioning tone, but for some reason, facing Wen Zhitong's cold stare, she didn't feel disgusted at all.Ruan Jingyan's face was calm, she just smiled at her, and walked towards the banquet hall.

When Wen Zhitong passed by, the other party grabbed her wrist.

Ruan Jingyan was slightly taken aback. In her heart, Wen Zhitong was just a child, so she didn't need to explain anything to her.

Facing the awkward relationship between the two of them, Ruan Jingyan didn't know how to tell her.

Looking down at the wrist held in the palm of the other party, Ruan Jingyan was really surprised.

Ruan Jingyan raised her eyes to look at her through the light, and she could clearly see the resentment in the other's eyes.But she is Wen Shichen's younger sister after all, she met her by chance, if not for this engagement, they would be nothing but strangers on the road.

Ruan Jingyan couldn't figure out whether she was complaining for her brother or thinking of her.

Ruan Jingyan parted her thin lips, and was about to ask why, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of First Young Master Wen walking towards them from the corner of her eye.Ruan Jingyan subconsciously shook off Wen Zhitong's hand and looked away.

"Daughter-in-law, my group of friends said they want to toast you." Wen Shichen drunkenly stopped Ruan Jingyan's shoulder, stared at Ruan Jingyan's side face with blurred eyes, and behaved frivolously.

Ruan Jingyan didn't like to be close to others, Wen Shichen's body was close to her, and the strong smell of alcohol hit her face, Ruan Jingyan frowned, and turned her head away from the other party's intimacy in disgust.

"Brother..." Wen Zhitong was very close to Yun#衣#小#建筑them, her eyes never moved away from Ruan Jingyan's face, and she watched carefully the subtle changes in the other's expression.

Wen Zhitong took a step to stand in front of the two of them, just as she uttered a word, the rest of the words lingered on the tip of her tongue a few times before she suppressed them.

What position does she take to stop them?What's more, if she did that, the other party might not appreciate it.

Wen Zhitong's deep eyes met Ruan Jingyan's, equally cold.

Wen Zhitong stepped aside and watched Ruan Jingyan being led into the banquet hall by her brother.Wen Zhitong's eyebrows and eyes were like the sharp edge of a sword. After hesitating for a while, she still followed up uneasy...

Most of Wen Shichen's friends are difficult to deal with, and Ruan Jingyan knows it well.Besides, today is a special day after all, and she naturally has no reason to refuse someone's blessing.Even though this engagement is just a deal, she still has to do what needs to be done.

Ruan Jingyan lowered her head and glanced at the wine glasses on the wine table. They were all red and white, and they were all placed in a circle.Ruan Jingyan raised her eyebrows, obviously seeing their intentions.Dare to blatantly embarrass her because of Wen Shichen's favor.

Ruan Jingyan looked sideways at Wen Shichen who was beside him with a sinister smile, and she understood.Last time in the hotel, she didn't save him face. This time, he wanted to show him off.

Ruan Jingyan smiled wryly, he thought she was willing to take care of his affairs?If it wasn't for He Meishan's task for her, she wouldn't bother to care who Eldest Young Master Wen slept with!

Seeing that she couldn't hide, Ruan Jingyan didn't struggle too much, she had nowhere to vent her gloom, so she happened to drink away her sorrows.

Taking the wine glass from Wen Shichen's hand, he raised his head and took a sip of the wine.

Ruan Jingyan drank cleanly, everyone was taken aback, they didn't expect their trick to go so smoothly.One of the men was the first to react, picked up the wine glass and immediately filled it up for Ruan Jingyan, not forgetting to pretend to flatter her: "Happy, my sister-in-law is indeed a straightforward person. Come, come, fill it up!"

Ruan Jingyan frowned and snorted softly, taking in all the snickering flashes in their eyes, and if she didn't expose it, it didn't mean she couldn't see it.She just wanted to take this opportunity to indulge.

Ruan Jingyan's cheeks were already blushing, she lifted her wine glass and raised her head for another one.After a burst of applause, Ruan Jingyan had already drank half a lap, her blurred eyes were shining brightly, and her body was shaking slightly.

But the people at the wine table obviously had no intention of letting her go.

Wen Shichen gave his friend on the right a look, and soon handed him an extra-large goblet filled with red wine.

"Come on, sister-in-law, we brothers wish you and the young master the last cup..."

"Enough!" Wen Zhitong suddenly appeared beside Ruan Jingyan, looking sideways at Ruan Jingyan whose blush had spread to her neck, her expression immediately became condensed.

She is different from Wen Shichen, she is smiling and idle all day long.She is almost invisible in front of outsiders, but there is a bit of He Meishan's temperament around her, and her cold and serious face reveals a calmness that does not match her age.

Looking forward to a daughter becoming a phoenix, this is He Meishan's high hope for her, and it is also a heavy responsibility that she has been shouldering for a long time.

When she first wore the original owner, she was still studying abroad, facing heavy schoolwork all day long, coupled with her unsmiling personality, Wen Zhitong finally understood why there were only sporadic descriptions of the original owner in the book.

There is really nothing to repeat about the two-point and one-line life in the dormitory and library every day.

At first, Wen Zhitong was not used to such a life, but as time passed, she was able to reluctantly accept the reality, and learned to seek pleasure from books, and she was gradually getting closer to the original owner, both in terms of knowledge and personality.

Just now when Wen Zhitong scolded her, everyone at the wine table was taken aback, but they were all afraid of her identity, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, by comparison, Wen Zhitong is likely to replace her unworthy brother and become Shi Yao Media's future successor.

Although she didn't dare to act excessively in words, no matter how cold and arrogant Wen Zhitong was in her aura, she was only a seventeen or eighteen year old girl.They are not yet completely intimidated by her.

Everyone turned their eyes to Wen Shichen, the contempt in their eyes was obvious, they were just laughing at his dignified Young Master Wen being suppressed by his sister.

Wen Shichen's face was dull, and he yelled at Wen Zhitong: "Tongtong, what are you doing? It's not big or small."

Wen Zhitong's expression was as calm as ever, and he coldly glanced at the people on the wine table, and finally set his eyes on Wen Shichen, "Brother, I drank the wine and received the blessing. Why don't I take my sister-in-law to have a rest first?" Son. Otherwise..."

Wen Zhitong paused for a moment, then glanced at He Meishan, Wen Shichen followed her gaze, and He Meishan happened to be looking at their table, her eyes were obviously a little cold.

Wen Shichen coughed lightly, raised his hand and touched his nose, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.He is like a mirror in his heart, he usually plays for fun, but tonight, He Meishan will not allow him to make any trouble.If he really angered his queen mother, his source of funds would be cut off.

Wen Shichen patted Wen Zhitong's shoulder and smiled, "My sister is more thoughtful, so... your sister-in-law will leave it to you."

The engagement dinner lasted for nearly three hours, and it was coming to an end.Wen Zhitong watched Ruan Jingyan's cheeks getting redder and redder, feeling a little worried.

Seeing that He Meishan was still entertaining guests, Wen Zhitong struggled a bit and decided to go over and talk to her.

Although it is impolite for the hostess to leave first at the engagement dinner, it doesn't matter if He Meishan is present, after all, more people come for her.

Under the neon lights, Wen Zhitong sat in the car and watched the night scene flash by, his thoughts gradually drifted away.

She is not a nosy person, but since meeting Ruan Jingyan, she has made exceptions for her time and time again.

Thinking of the scolding at the wine table just now, Wen Zhitong also felt a little unbelievable.

She admitted that she had some affection for Ruan Jingyan, and that was only because she was the heroine of her favorite novel.

"Hmm... my head hurts..."

Suddenly there was a muffled groan from the neck, and Wen Zhitong came back to her senses, and when she looked down, she saw Ruan Jingyan with her eyes closed, her brows furrowed in pain, and she would gently rub her hot forehead against her neck from time to time.

The soft hair scratched her skin, itching.

Wen Zhitong was slightly taken aback, an untimely image of Ruan Jingyan standing in front of her in the hot spring area appeared inappropriately.

In an instant, she seemed to feel a little rabbit rampaging in her heart.

Wen Zhitong tried her best to restrain the strange feeling welling up from the bottom of her heart, annoyed at herself for thinking wildly.She raised her hands to support Ruan Jingyan's shoulders, and tried to put some distance between them.

No matter how much Ruan Jingyan groaned, she firmly held the other person's shoulder to prevent her from approaching, lowered her head and blamed: "Have a headache and drink so much wine?"

Wen Zhitong raised her head, just in time to meet the driver's gaze from the rearview mirror, her cheeks immediately flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Zhitong looked away, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

For some reason, she always felt that the air in the back seat of the car was a bit stuffy.Wen Zhitong pretended to be calm, and pressed the car window until a gust of evening wind blew by, the temperature on her face dropped slightly.

After a long time, Wen Zhitong turned her head and reached out to pat Ruan Jingyan, who was still in a coma. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Wen Zhitong looked up helplessly, and said to the driver, "Go back to the Bay Villa."

The bay villas are built on the hillside, and the lush green plants stand in two rows along the road.The security of the villa area is tight, and it is difficult for idlers to approach.

The car drove into the villa area, Wen Zhitong lowered his head to see that Ruan Jingyan didn't seem to wake up at all, and felt a little troubled for a while.

"Miss, we're here!" The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Wen Zhitong.

Wen Zhitong nodded, still wrapping her arms around Ruan Jingyan's shoulders to prevent her from bumping into them.

She turned sideways slightly, and just as one foot landed on the ground, the cell phone rang in the car.

Wen Zhitong turned around, hesitated for a moment, and took out the phone from Ruan Jingyan's bag.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen, Wen Zhitong turned her head to look at Ruan Jingyan, who was not moving, and was wondering whether to connect her, her thumb lingered on the answer button, but the ringing stopped abruptly.

The carriage suddenly became quiet, and Wen Zhitong let out a light breath.She never liked to pry into other people's privacy. She didn't answer the phone call just now, because she was afraid of something urgent, but if she did, she was afraid of being rude.

Wen Zhitong admitted that she is a tangled person, and she is not good at dealing with people.This point is exactly the same as Ruan Jingyan.

"Uncle Li, help me help her." Wen Zhitong called out to the driver who deliberately avoided him for fear of hindering her from answering the phone, and then hugged Ruan Jingyan to get off the car.

The cell phone in her hand rang again, Wen Zhitong lowered her head, and saw a text message coming in: If that's the case, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years!

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