Wen Shiyan just smiled when he heard Ruan Chuling's words. After seeing her home, he returned to Wen's house.
As soon as I walked in, I heard Mr. Wen talking on the phone. It was rare to see the unsmiling old man looking happy.
The whole family was in the living room, and even Wen Shiyuan came downstairs. Wen Shiyan knew that the battle was a bit big.
When Mrs. Wen heard that the banquet had arrived, she pulled him to sit on the sofa nearby with a smile.
After Mr. Wen hung up the phone, he saw Wen Shiyan coming, and the smile on his face did not diminish:
"Shi Yan is here. You are here today to discuss your marriage with Miss Ruan. You are of the same age and have a good family background. You are not young anymore. It is time to consider marriage."
Hearing this, Wen Shiyan frowned, but he didn't expect that the battle was directed at him.
"I don't want to get married yet, and Miss Jean Ruan and I are not suitable."
Seeing Wen Shiyan cross his legs and act carelessly made Wen Hong angry.
"You and Miss Ruan are not suitable, so are you suitable for that girl from the Ji family? What is her identity and what is your identity? The Ruan family and I have already discussed it. You and Miss Ruan should get engaged first and get in touch."
"I won't order if you want to order."
Mrs. Wen felt very headache looking at the tense father and son.
Father and son have the same stubborn temper, and they won't give in to anyone.
Wen Hongshen slapped the table angrily and said sternly:
"Come to the study, I want to see how you refuse this marriage."
Saying that, he went upstairs first and came to the study room on the second floor.
"Miss Ruan, haven't you been in contact with me these days? Get to know me better, you will like it."
Mrs. Wen persuaded Wen Shiyan kindly and patted Wen Shiyan's hand to ask him to control his temper.
Wen Shiyan stepped up to the second floor.
The living room returned to silence. Xing Lishu looked worried when she heard this, and comforted her softly:
"Mom, Shi Yan is so old and should do things in a measured way. You don't have to worry."
Xing Lishu sighed, touched Wen Shiyuan's cold hands, and hurriedly asked Xu Ruyun to help Wen Shiyuan go upstairs.
I'm afraid of the cold when I smell it. Even though it's already the beginning of summer, my hands are still cold.
Xing Lishu was the only one left in the living room, and she couldn't help but worry about Wen Shiyan in the study.
After a while, Wen Shiyan came downstairs. Xing Lishu hurried forward and asked anxiously how it was going.
Wen Shiyan's lips turned a little white, but he still responded stubbornly:
"Mom, I will not get engaged to the Ruan family, so there is no need to persuade me."
With that said, he walked away.
Wen Shiyan put his hand in front of the car door and took a deep breath, with cold sweat on his forehead.
His hand touched his back slightly, and he saw that it was covered in blood.
He lit a cigarette and half-leaned in front of the car door, as if he felt no pain. He recalled in his mind the mocking words the old man had just heard:
"How long have you and that girl from the Ji family been together? Since you can't marry her, don't waste her youth."
"Humph, Wen Shiyan, I think maybe you like this girl, but not to the point of falling out with the family."
It has to be said that although Mr. Wen didn't pay much attention to him on weekdays, he understood Wen Shiyan's true thoughts very well.
If his family agreed to marry Ji Wei today, he thought he would also refuse.
But separated from Ji Wei? It’s lackluster but it’s a pity to abandon it.
Thinking of this, he laughed lightly, he has always been a selfish person.
But he and Ji Wei are not the same kind of people. They clearly know what they want.
Ji Wei was woken up by the sound of a phone call the next day. There was a chill in the place next to him, and Wen Shiyan didn't come back all night.
I pressed the answer button in confusion, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Ji Wei, let's meet in the afternoon."
