My Xueba wants to change her boyfriend

It was already late at night, but the Wen family's old house in the eastern suburbs of Pingyuan City was brightly lit. Except for the aunt who took care of the owner of the house, everyone else was on standby outside.

In the hall on the first floor, old man Wen was chatting and joking with an old couple. Father Wen was sitting indifferently watching the older generation practicing Tai Chi, while Jian Yuenan quietly accompanied him.

Step on the stairs from the first floor to the third floor, and turn right after going up, which is the place where Mr. Wen usually drinks tea and chats with friends.

Wen Shubai's complexion was not very good, and the woman on the opposite side kept saying things that made him very upset.

"Ah, by the way, mom brought you a present back. I wanted to give it to you when I came back for Christmas..." Yan Chuyao said, taking the box next to her and pushing it to Wen Shubai's side.

Glancing at the words on the box, Wen Shubai pushed it back to Yan Chuyao: "I don't use perfume."

"Ah? Haha... Look, I don't know what you like..." Facing the teenage Wen Shubai, Yan Chuyao felt a little embarrassed.

"Didn't you never care about what I like?" It used to be, and it still is.

Yan Chuyao glanced at the watch on her wrist, it was almost twelve o'clock, and her patience was almost worn out: "You also know why I came back to China, as long as you obediently sign, we can talk about anything."

I thought it was Wen Shubai's father, Wen Zhongli, who had been suppressing the Yan family's domestic industry. As a result, a company of the Yan family in a certain province was directly swallowed up by a new company that suddenly rose up. After several years of investigation, no one was found. The person behind it, Wen Shubai showed up the day after the contract was signed.

"You should know that I didn't force you out to listen to what you said." Wen Shubai had planned this plan for too long, just for today.

Yan Chuyao took a look at her child who didn't look like her at all except for those eyes. No matter how many years had passed, she couldn't fall in love with her: "Okay, you make an offer."

Wen Shubai raised his eyes, Yan Chuyao was still the same as before, no matter how old she was, she lived like a little princess, with exquisite makeup and custom-made accessories, and no one cared about her except herself: "Did you die for me even for a moment?" Have you been happy?"

Since he can remember, he has always wanted to ask Yan Chuyao this question, no matter what he does, he will do his best, because then Yan Chuyao will look down at him, even if it is perfunctory.

It's ridiculous to say that since he was a child, he has been trying his best to please his biological mother, but Yan Chuyao has never looked at him directly.

Taking a look at the things on the table, Yan Chuyao is not even willing to recall what he likes now.

Sure enough, Yan Chuyao smiled contemptuously: "What? Didn't your father tell you that I gave birth to you because he begged me on his knees?"

Although he knew the answer a long time ago, when Yan Chuyao said it himself, Wen Shubai still felt very uncomfortable. He knew that Yan Chuyao hated Wen Zhongli, so hated that he didn't want to admit that he was his child.

"Yan Chuyao, after so many years, have you really thought about how to be a mother?" Wen Zhongli just went upstairs when he heard Yan Chuyao's words.

Seeing Wen Zhongli, Yan Chuyao didn't intend to hide her disgusted expression anymore, she stood up and looked at Wen Zhongli: "You let me show maternal love to a child who looks like you?"

Wen Zhongli glanced at Wen Shubai who was sitting and looking at them, pointed to the door and gave Yan Chuyao the order to drive away: "Go out."

"Okay, let's talk." Yan Chuyao picked up the things around her and walked out.

"I've found out everything, so there's no need to talk about it behind my back. Besides, her company is in my hands now." Seeing that Wen Zhongli was about to turn around, Wen Shubai opened his mouth.

Yan Chuyao was forced back by him, so how to deal with it is his business.

Wen Zhongli had no expression on his face, and looked down at Wen Shubai: "When will you understand something?"

Wen Shubai's eyes dimmed a little, but his voice held back his anger: "How can I be considered sensible in your eyes?"

"How did Aunt Jian treat you for so many years? You said you found out, you don't know what Yan Chuyao did back then?" After all, Wen Shubai was just a child, and Yan Chuyao was still here, so it was impossible for him to do anything. I can only ask back.

Yan Chuyao, who walked to the door, happened to see Jian Yuenan who was waiting outside, and raised her head proudly: "After finally marrying into Wen's family, life is not going well, right?"

"Yan Chuyao, you don't know your Yan family's position now, do you?" After Wen Shubai had nothing to refute, Wen Zhongli also came out.

"When we divorced, we said that after the divorce, the well water will not violate the river water, but now your son is able to provoke me." Seeing Wen Zhongli, Yan Chuyao has no good temper.

"Yeah, well water doesn't violate river water, but you know what you did to Yue Nan afterwards, right?" Wen Zhongli's eyes were extremely cold, "She didn't intend to pursue it at the beginning, otherwise you thought you still had a chance to stand here? "

"Are you threatening me?" Yan Chuyao sneered, turned around and walked downstairs, "Okay, then let's go downstairs and ask your dad to clarify? Did your Wen family owe me back then?"

"Yan Chuyao, stop!" Wen Zhongli chased up and grabbed Yan Chuyao.

"Let go!" Wen Zhongli squeezed her wrist with too much strength, as if it was about to crack, Yan Chuyao was dazed at that moment, trying to break free with all her strength.

Wen Zhongli realized that he was a little too strong and just let go. Yan Chuyao couldn't stand still and was about to fall down the stairs. Wen Zhongli quickly reached out to catch her.

Yan Chuyao was still angry, after being pulled back by Wen Zhongli to stand still, Wen Shubai who just rushed over also stretched out his hand towards her, Yan Chuyao grabbed Wen Shubai's wrist with a hook on the corner of his mouth and pulled it, and turned sideways again, looking at Wen Shubai to fall.

"Book white!"

You Caiye, who followed He Tiantian into Wen's house and greeted Mr. Wen downstairs, looked up and saw Jian Yuenan covering Wen Shubai, who fell downstairs, into his arms and rolling down.

Everything happened so fast that no one could stop it.

In order not to hurt Wen Shubai, Jian Yuenan held him tightly in her arms, and when she rolled down the stairs, her head hit the handrail on one side.

An angry Wen Zhongli slapped Yan Chuyao from upstairs, and the two elders of the Yan family downstairs knew what happened when they saw this battle, and it was their fault that they spoiled Yan Chuyao like this.

"Jane...Aunt Jian...I'm sorry..." With Jian Yuenan's protection, Wen Shubai only had some scratches, but Jian Yuenan passed out due to the heavy blow to the head.

While tears blurred his vision, a familiar breath approached, You Caiye pulled away his hand that was holding on to Jian Yuenan, and comforted him: "Shubai, let's send auntie to the hospital first..."

"Uncle Wen, I asked my driver to bring the car in." Wen Zhongli picked up Jian Yuenan and stood there, worried about Wen Shubai.He Tiantian hurried over to make arrangements, "We are guarding Shubai's side, it's fine."

"It seems that we have nothing to talk about today." Mr. Wen looked at the two Yan family members and issued an order to evict them.

Yan Chuyao also came down from upstairs, covering her swollen face with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes: "I figured it out now? I never thought of having a son like you."

"Get lost." Wen Shubai's voice was trembling, not because Yan Chuyao was so terrific, but because he was afraid that something might happen to Jian Yuenan because of him.

"Don't be ashamed." Mr. Yan hurried over and pulled his daughter away. Before leaving, he looked back at Wen Shubai, "This is the fault of the Yan family. Yaoyao didn't fulfill her responsibilities as a mother, and neither did we. To be responsible for grandparents. We will find a way to make up for it..."

Wen Shubai raised his head and glanced at Mr. Yan. Although he was a grandfather, he was no different from a stranger: "If there is any shadow of the Yan family here, I will wipe it clean for you."

Wen Shubai's eyes were so serious that Mr. Yan couldn't continue talking, so he grabbed Yan Chuyao who was about to explode again, turned and left.

"Grandpa Wen, shall I accompany you to the hospital?" Seeing that old man Wen was going to Wen Shubai's side, He Tiantian hurriedly stood in front of him, so let You Caiye accompany him at this time.

"Hey..." Mr. Wen glanced at You Caiye and waved his hands, "Let's go."

Everyone left, You Caiye knelt down in front of Wen Shubai and took his hand to check: "Is there any pain?"

"He Tiantian meddling in other people's business again?" Unlike his indifference towards others, when Wen Shubai faced You Caiye, he inadvertently softened his words.

You Caiye rolled his eyes: "Is my business nosy?"

"I'm so tired..." Wen Shubai said as he pulled You Caiye into his arms.

You Caiye didn't refuse either, and hugged him back, reaching out to pat Wen Shubai's back: "Who isn't tired of holding so many things in his heart?"

Wen Shubai buried his head in You Caiye's neck: "If I cry, will you laugh at me?"

You Caiye couldn't help laughing: "I found that Shao Wen really cares about saving face."

"I don't want to be ashamed in front of the person I like." The voice was very small, but You Caiye could hear it clearly.

Wen Shubai is really... A casual sentence or two will make his heart beat faster.

The two hugged like this for an unknown how long, Wen Shubai didn't make a sound when he cried, but the tears soaked You Caiye's clothes.

"Okay." Wen Shubai wiped You Caiye's shoulders indiscriminately, and raised his head. Except for the red corners of his eyes, it was impossible to tell that he had just cried.

You Caiye glanced at the tears on his shoulders in disgust, and stretched out his hand to let Wen Shubai, who got up, pull him. He didn't choose a good posture just now, and now You Caiye's legs are numb.

"Thank you." Wen Shubai held You Caiye, who couldn't stand still because of leg numbness, into his arms, and Wen Shubai reached out and rubbed You Caiye's head.

"Before you go to the hospital, get some medicine for your injuries." He Tiantian had already asked someone to prepare a medicine box on the table.

"Is this really good?" You Caiye lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine to Wen Shubai. His eyelashes looked extraordinarily long under the light, and Wen Shubai walked forward with inexplicable fear.

Knowing what Wen Shubai was talking about, You Caiye raised his head and looked at Wen Shubai, and blinked aggrievedly: "We've all slept through and you don't intend to take responsibility?"

You Caiye, a little dramatist, will make serious problems easy.

You Caiye put his hand between Wen Shubai's brows, and smoothed his frowning brows: "But you'd better settle the family affairs first."

With You Caiye by his side, Wen Shubai felt less uncomfortable, because as long as Wen Shubai was quiet, You Caiye would come up and chatter.

Although it was already two o'clock in the morning, the people in the hospital were as busy as during the day.Wen Shubai rushed to the hospital with You Caiye, and someone took them to the special elevator without giving their names.

"Wow... This hospital is also run by your family, right?" You Caiye began to gossip in the elevator.

Looking at You Caiye's curious big eyes, Wen Shubai smiled: "No, it's from Aunt Jian's family."

You Caiye gave a thumbs up, no wonder the Wen family is so rich, it turns out that Aunt Jian's family is also so good.