Wen Lian's appraising eyes fell on Wen Ying, which was really not friendly.
Seeing Wen Ying's obedient admission of her mistake, Grandma Xin's expression softened slightly. She turned around and said nothing more. She just continued what she had not finished.
Wen Ying slowly breathed a sigh of relief. When the ordeal was over, she hugged the book and walked out. But as soon as she went out, she saw the second young master who had just come out of his wife's room.
Lu Congjing came here just for her. When the four girls walked out of the house, he caught her with just one glance.
When their eyes met, he blurted out: "Wen——"
Before the word Ying could be spoken, Wen Ying hurriedly looked away, lowered her head and walked away quickly as if to avoid a savage beast.
Lu Congjing paused, and even though he didn't catch up immediately, he still followed her with his eyes until she disappeared in a hurry, and then he felt a little lonely and left.
There was a dispute between the two of them, and Wen Lian was looking at it. She bit her lip and twisted the handkerchief in her hand.
She thought that the little bitch was stupid and gave her body to some boy last night, but unexpectedly she hooked up with the second young master directly.
Wen Lian was so angry that she stamped her foot and hurriedly followed the second young master's footsteps.
After turning around the path, Wen Lian called out softly: "Master, stay here."
Lu Congjing stopped in his tracks, turned around and saw Wen Lian, a little disappointed flashed across his face: "What's the matter?"
Wen Lian looked a little worried, and felt that she was one step behind Wen Ying. She was so panicked that her breathing was a little quick: "Master, I have been asking Aunt Xin for advice these days, and I have learned some things but only half understand them. Master, do you have time?" Solve your doubts for the slave."
Lu Congjing only thought it was poetry and prose, and nodded in agreement: "Let's do it tonight."
Wen Lian's eyes widened. She never thought she would be so relaxed. Her heart was beating fast. The second young master must have known about the madam's decision to choose the young masters' houses.
She was so happy that when she went back and saw Wen Ying, she became arrogant.
"Shameless!"
Wen Ying was so shocked by these three words that her heart skipped a beat.
She pretended to be calm and wanted to stay away from Wen Lian, but Wen Lian took a step forward and stretched out his leg to block her way.
She leaned closer to Wen Ying and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "Don't think that I don't know what you have done. It's just two days of learning from Aunt Xin that you became dirty." Thoughts, shameless!”
Wen Ying's hands shook in panic, and she swallowed: "Stop talking nonsense."
She was anxious to escape, but Wen Lian chased her: "Why are you so anxious? Are you talking about your sore point?"
Wen Lian looked her up and down, stretched out his hand to tuck his hair behind his ears, and said in a showy tone: "Looking at you like this, I'm afraid even the second young master doesn't like you. Otherwise, how could he make an appointment tonight?" I'm going to his room."
Wen Ying's whole body stiffened, and she turned back suddenly: "What nonsense are you talking about."
"Are you talking nonsense? Ask the Second Young Master yourself." Wen Lian's face was not red and he was out of breath, and his tone was sarcastic, "We are sisters, don't say anything good happens and I don't miss you. After tonight, I will become the Second Young Master's I will ask my wife to call you over to serve me."
Wen Ying's breath was choked in her throat, and she couldn't get up or get down.
The despair and humiliation from last night swept up and pulled her into the abyss again. Wen Ying pulled her up to the front of her clothes: "Shut up!"
"Afraid?"
Wen Lian pointed at his face: "If you have the ability to say hello to my face, see if I will sue you in front of the second young master tonight!"
Wen Ying was speechless, the corners of her lips were trembling, and her already pale complexion turned even paler.
Wen Lian triumphantly slapped Wen Ying hard on his hand, sneered, hummed a tune and turned away.
As if all the strength in her body was taken away, Wen Ying fell weakly to the ground.
Why can he abandon her casually, but actively invite Wen Lian?
She held back the tears that were about to fall. No, it was true or false. She had to go see it for herself tonight.
