Followed him?
The eldest son fell on her face with eyes that were sure to win, and Wen Ying felt that she was like fish on the chopping board, only for others to slaughter.
She had no time to think about anything else, and she subconsciously predicted the outcome of following the eldest young master, which would be no better than following the eldest girl.
There was a dragon pool in front of her and a tiger's den in the back. The only second son who could save her from the flames actually abandoned her after taking over her body.
The great despair swallowed her up, her tears couldn't stop falling, and she was sobbing so pitifully.
Lu Cong was upset because she was crying. He frowned and said in a cold voice to scare her: "Cry, cry louder, so that everyone can come over and see how you cry in my arms. "
Wen Ying was so frightened that she immediately pursed her lips. Although she couldn't hold back her tears, fortunately her voice stopped.
Lu Cong only showed displeasure, and he was even more displeased when he saw Wen Ying resisting him like a chaste and fierce woman.
With his status, why would he commit a robbery?
He suddenly let go of his hand, and Wen Ying accidentally fell to the ground. Lu Cong only looked at her condescendingly.
Her eyes were red like a frightened rabbit, and she looked back at him pitifully, but the meaning in her eyes was fear.
Her closeness to Lu Congjing appeared in his mind, and he suddenly lost all interest: "Get lost."
Wen Ying was shaken by his laughter, but she kowtowed to him as if she was being pardoned: "Thank you, Master, for sparing your life."
When he looked up again, he saw that the eldest son had already walked away.
All the strength in her body was relieved in an instant, her chest heaved violently, and she felt a chill on her body.
She swallowed hard and turned her head to look in the direction where the second young master was leaving.
She really wanted to rush forward and ask him what he meant?
But she didn't dare. She was scorned by the eldest young master in front of the second young master. How could the second young master want her again?
Wen Ying stood up and staggered back, rubbing her lips hard with the back of her hand, but she still felt that the clear smell of alcohol on the eldest son's lips was lingering on her, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
She hurried to her house, but in her panic she didn't notice that her hurried figure when she entered the door happened to fall into the eyes of Wen Lian who had gotten up at night.
Wen Lian didn't think much and cursed in a daze: "I'm sick."
The next day, Wen Ying was waiting beside his wife with a pale face. Mother Qian looked at her and thought she was weak after learning from Aunt Xin, so she gave her half a day off.
She went back to rest until noon, then she had to brace herself up and go to Aunt Xin's house.
Wen Ying remained silent from beginning to end. She originally wanted to control herself not to think about what happened last night, but today, Aunt Xin forced them to look at the unsealed book and open the drawings on that page. , it was the night she and the second young master...
With a mixture of shame and sourness in her heart, the memory of that night swept over her, coinciding with the feeling of the eldest son eating her lips last night. Wen Ying closed the book suddenly.
With a snap, the eyes of several people in the room fell on her.
Wen Ying's pale complexion turned red because of this embarrassing mood. The next moment, Grandma Xin's eyes swept over to her: "Miss Ying, do you think what I said is not good?"
"No... I don't dare." Wen Ying lowered her head and hurriedly admitted her mistake.
But all this happened to Wen Lian, but it had a different meaning.
Wen Lian recalled last night in her mind, when she saw her running back in a hurry with a blushing face. She lowered her head and looked at the heart-shaking pictures in the book.
A guess suddenly emerged——
Could it be that this little bitch couldn't bear the loneliness last night and secretly hooked up with someone?
