Wen Jing rarely checks social media, so she doesn't know what happened in the Tan family recently.
"Brother, it turns out that I am not the biological daughter of the Tan family... My biological parents have passed away, and now their biological daughter has returned to the Tan family..."
Mingyao's fingers grabbed Wen Jing's shirt and she cried into his arms.
The tears were warm and seeped into Wen Jing's clothes drop by drop.
After hearing her words, Wen Jing also felt a strange feeling in his chest, which kept stirring his mind.
Unexpectedly, the relationship between the Tan family has become increasingly chaotic...
Everyone in the Tan family is greedy and deep-minded, and no one really thinks about Mingyao.
It seems that Mingyao is really not suitable to stay there anymore.
Wen Jing seemed to have forgotten the concept of "everyone has his own origin" and blurted out:
"Then you come to live with me."
When Mingyao completes her studies, he can arrange a suitable and stable place for her.
Mingyao raised her head and looked at him, her apricot eyes moist and red, as if washed with water, and she asked softly:
"In what relationship... do I live with you?"
Wen Jing paused: "...Of course they are brother and sister."
Mingyao is so weak. He has a relationship with her in the past life and has been with her for more than ten years in this life. For Wen Jing, taking care of Mingyao has become a responsibility and a habitual behavior.
Hearing this, Mingyao's clear eyes dimmed a bit, and a line of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Her body trembled slightly, which was pitiful.
Wen Jing didn't know why she was crying, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand, hugged Mingyao's thin back, and gently patted her hand to caress her.
The two of them were startled at the same time.
Dust-laden memories came flooding back, and Mingyao couldn't help but recall the feeling of being held in Jingxuan's arms and stroking her fur in her previous life before she turned into a human form.
His palms were wide and warm, with a fresh scent like dew-condensed leaves in the morning.
Mingyao's eyes gradually became hazy, she put her arms around Wen Jing's neck, opened her red lips slightly, and called softly: "Master..."
Wen Jing stiffened, a trace of undetectable panic flashed in her eyes, and her breathing became heavy.
He noticed that he was unnatural, closed his eyes, and then returned to his usual cool appearance in a few moments.
He picked Mingyao up with one hand, opened the door with the other hand, entered the room and put her on the sofa.
"Drink of water."
Wen Jing poured a glass of water and handed it to Mingyao.
Mingyao took the cup with both hands, held it in his hands, and looked up at Wen Jing with twinkling eyes.
"Brother, can you go with me to my sister's party?"
Wen Jing's brows furrowed. He didn't like the kind of flashy gatherings where people drank and drank. He usually refused whenever he could. But looking at Mingyao's weak and pitiful appearance, it seemed as if she would cry immediately if he rejected her.
Finally he nodded.
Mingyao curled her lips slightly, lowered her head to drink water, and her scattered hair covered the expression on her face.
She had to bring Wen Jing with her to this banquet, firstly to avoid embarrassment in her identity, and secondly because Wen Jing had an extraordinary status. With him standing by her side, others would not look down on her.
...
Zhou Xiaozhu sat in front of the makeup mirror, looking at himself in the mirror with some disbelief in his eyes.
Is this really her?
For tonight's banquet, Su Xinyi took her for full body care, styling, makeup, and the clothes were also limited editions from big brands.
She already had a good foundation, but after being modified by a makeup artist, her appearance took an even higher level.
"Xiao Zhu looks so good-looking dressed like this. She deserves to be a child of our Tan family." Su Xinyi praised with a smile.
Yes.
From today on, she is no longer Zhou Xiaozhu, but Tan Xiaozhu.
Tan Xiaozhu flipped his hair and showed a confident smile.
Tan's enterprise has been developing well in recent years, and there was an endless stream of guests attending the banquet.
There are also many people who just want to watch the fun.
After all, the matter of the real and fake daughter is too dramatic.
Mingyao is also well-known in the circle.
Not only because of her impeccable appearance, but more importantly because she is the only girl who can get close to Wen Jing.
Wen Jing is located in the center of power, but her style is extremely low-key.
He is indifferent and indifferent towards most people, and even if he wants to get close to him, he doesn't know how to start.
But he is a special case only for Mingyao.
Now that Mingyao has transformed from a daughter to an adopted daughter overnight, I wonder what kind of expression will appear on that beautiful face.
Tan Kang and Tan Xiaozhu appeared in the banquet hall.
Everyone's eyes turned towards him one after another, either curious, mocking, or playful... Tan Xiaozhu clenched his fists, trying to keep calm on his face.
No matter what others thought in their hearts, they smiled and expressed welcome, saying to Tan Xiaozhu that they had suffered so much outside for so many years.
After walking around in a big circle, I saw a dazzling crowd of people.
Tan Xiaozhu's face froze with laughter and he hid in the bathroom to rest.
"...She is really lucky."
"Who told her and Wen Jing to grow up together..."
"I just think of her as my sister..."
"With her status now, marrying into the Wen family is simply a wishful thinking..."
Tan Xiaozhu's ears caught the whispers outside. After hearing a familiar name, he couldn't help but hold his breath and listen.
The person they are talking about must be Tan Mingyao...
It turns out that she and Wen Jing grew up together...
Tan Xiaozhu clenched her fists and couldn't help but think that if her identity had not been changed, then she would be the one who gave Wen Jing the earrings...
When she walked out of the bathroom, her face looked a little gloomy.
Sensing that everyone's eyes were gathered in one place, she looked up.
Tan Mingyao walked in holding the person she had been dreaming about.
Mingyao knew that she was not the protagonist today, so she did not dress up to steal the limelight.
She wore a waist-cinched light green suspender gauze skirt, revealing her slender shoulders, neck and collarbones. Her makeup was very light, and her long hair was tied up with a hosta, as fresh as a lily swaying in the wind.
Wen Jing stood next to her, wearing a well-tailored custom-made suit and a dark green tie. She had a tall and elegant figure and a cold face, looking even colder and unapproachable than usual.
Tan Mingyao adjusted her skirt subconsciously.
He raised his feet and walked slowly over.
Mingyao first noticed Tan Mingyao's figure and greeted her with a smile.
Tan Xiaozhu's mind was all on Wen Jing, his heartbeat was racing and his lips were slightly parted.
"...Long time no see, thank you for helping me before."
Wen Jing glanced over.
Tan Xiaozhu was startled.
His eyes looked at her as if he were looking at flowers, plants and trees, without any emotion.
Some are just slightly confused.
"Have we ever met?"
"..."
Tan Xiaozhu was stabbed, and the blood on his face faded.
Wen Jing has no impression of her at all?
There was a huge feeling of loss in my heart, like when I suddenly missed my footing while climbing a mountain.
Tan Xiaozhu seemed to have heard other people's comments, could no longer maintain his expression, and hurriedly turned around and left.
