C12 True Thoughts

He emphasized the three words "Madam Lu." The magnetic voice of his teasing reached Wen Chuyi's ears, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Didn't I... Didn't I tell you?"

Wen Chuyi was a little embarrassed. She meant that she had told Lu Bojian that she wanted to go to Teacher Xu's place to record. After all, it was his company and she still had to tell him.

"So you called me every day after sending a travel report that I haven't seen you every day?"

Lu Bojian deliberately teased her. Why had he never thought it was so fun to play with others before?

Sure enough, Wen Chuyi was blocked by him and could not say a word. Regarding the travel report, it was originally because she wanted to go to Teacher Xu's place that she started it herself. In the end, it became Lu Bojian who sent it to her every day.

"Are you free tomorrow? Grandma said that she wanted to go to a restaurant." Lu Bojian stopped teasing her.

Wen Chuyi paused. Tomorrow was Saturday. Wen Yayue's banquet...

"I have to go back tomorrow." Wen Chuyi did not tell Lu Bojian that it was because of Wen Yayue's birthday.

Lu Bojian understood. "Do you need me to go with you?"

Wen Chuyi shook her head and refused. She just finished her actions and remembered that he could not see her from the other side. She said, "No need," she said. I will be back around nine o'clock."

"Then I'll ask Uncle Chen to send you off. Be careful."

Wen Chuyi originally wanted to go by car, but when she thought of Lu Bojian's parents, she knew that he was worried and agreed.

After hanging up, Wen Chuyi took out her pajamas. Just as she got up, the phone rang again.

She thought that Lu Bojian did not finish speaking and directly asked, "Is there anything else?"

"What is it?"

Wen Xinrong's loud voice came over the phone.

Wen Chuyi took the phone away and put it on the table to release the sound.

"Nothing. Is there anything you need from me?"

Her voice had clearly faded, but Wen Xinrong did not notice it.

"It's Yayue's birthday tomorrow. Remember to come early! Dress well and don't let others see you as a joke. Remember? "

He said to Wen Chuyi with a kind of dignity that he thought the head of a family should have.

Wen Chuyi did not answer him. She looked at the words "father" written on her phone and felt that it was ironic.

"Did you hear that? Wen Chuyi!" Wen Xinrong did not hear her reply. He frowned and asked her in a serious tone.

Wen Chuyi did not want to hear his voice again. She answered perfunctorily. "I heard it. I still have to hang up first."

Before Wen Xinrong could reply, she hung up the phone and sighed heavily.

Every time she called him, she felt very tired. What was ironic was that this person was clearly her father, but he was the one who messed up her life.

Just because of these eyes...

Wen Chuyi looked at the pair of almond eyes in the mirror and raised her hand to cover them.

After a while, she stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up before falling asleep.

A night without a dream.

The next evening, at Wen Yayue's birthday banquet.

Wen Chuyi came to the banquet hotel.

She raised her head and looked at the luxurious and luxurious hotel in front of her. The corner of her mouth twitched.

The Wen family really spent a lot of money for Wen Yayue's birthday. They actually set up the banquet venue. Only a small number of people in Lin City were qualified to go there.

Wen Xinrong was even reluctant to let her go abroad to study, but he could send Wen Yayue to an artist to learn dance and art at the same time, just because she mentioned it on a whim.

In order to satisfy Wen Xinrong, she could not even systematically learn what she liked. Every day, she would devote herself to studying finance and related knowledge. Even so, Wen Yayue, who was well known in the Wen family, was good at socializing.

In the past, whenever Wen Xinrong attended an event, he always thought that she didn't know how to say nice things and let her follow behind them. She looked at the backs of the three people, as if she was the one who interfered with the Wen family.

She put away her thoughts, lifted her dress, and walked leisurely towards the hotel entrance.

Outside the banquet venue, the doorman was about to secretly relax his legs when a guest came. He hurriedly stopped and looked up at the young lady in front of him. His eyes were wide open.

There were many famous young ladies today. All of them were beautiful and elegant, but none of them were as eye-catching as the young lady in front of him. They just wanted to keep looking at her.

Her jet black hair draped over her shoulders, and the delicate collarbones on her dress made one's imagination run wild. Her skirt fell to the ground, as if she was a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.

She handed the invitation letter to the doorman and smiled brightly. She turned around and walked into the banquet hall. Her hair was lifted up by the breeze in a beautiful arc in the air and brushed past the doorman.

The doorman was in a trance. He was immersed in the smile and the faint fragrance. He swallowed his saliva.

"Hey!" When the guests saw that he had not paid attention to anyone for a long time, they frowned and called out to him. The doorman quickly came back to his senses and apologized repeatedly.

Wen Chuyi did not notice what happened at the door at all. She wore the sundress Lu Bojian bought for her and looked around. Finally, she found the place that led to the backstage of the banquet hall.

She walked to the back with the dress in her hand. She saw Wen Xinrong and Yang Shihee chatting inside. The door was not connected. She was about to knock on the door and enter when she was stopped by the topic of discussion between the two of them.

"Why did you call her here?" Yang Shihee's voice was sharp. She pointed at Wen Xinrong with her finger that was painted with bright red nail polish and asked him reproachfully.

It was clearly her daughter's birthday party. Why did she call that woman's unlucky daughter here?

It was not easy for her to marry that crazy young master of the Lu family and chase her out of the Wen family. Wen Xinrong actually called her back with a phone call. Who knew how comfortable her life was when she did not need to see Wen Chuyi!

When those rich ladies heard this news, their attitudes towards her became much better.

The Wen family's first mistress and her daughter were no longer in the Wen family. Wasn't it only Yang Shihee and Wen Yayue left?

When the funds of the Lu family were in place, Wen Xinrong's company would rise to another level. Yang Shihee's company. The good days are about to begin, and let's see if she doesn't break the face of those snobbish women!

However, at this critical moment, Wen Xinrong actually called Wen Chuyi back. How could she remain calm?

What if this woman was driven crazy by Young Master Lu and came to ruin her daughter's banquet?

One must know that this banquet was not only to celebrate Wen Yayue's twenty-second birthday, but also to find a good husband for her.

She did not expect anything to go wrong.

Wen Xinrong was used to being the head of a family. In his bones, he thought that as a man, he should have the dignity he should have. When he saw his wife pointing at his decision, he was a little unhappy.

His brows were deeply furrowed and there were deep ravines between his brows. It was as if he could kill a fly. He looked at Yang Shihee with cold, hard and impatient eyes.

Wen Xinrong somewhat forcefully slapped away Yang Shihee's hand that was pointing at him and said to her, "What does a married woman like you know? There were so many distinguished guests today. If Wen Chuyi did not come and get caught, where would I put my face? She is the Young Madam of the Lu family in name after all. Currently, the capital of the Wen family is given by the Lu family. If I don't give face to anyone, who will? "

He sat on a chair and continued, "And what do you think she can do? That weak personality of hers is not as good as her dead mother. She doesn't have any opinions at all. She won't be able to achieve anything."

When Wen Chuyi's mother was mentioned, Wen Xinrong's expression was full of annoyance and unhappiness. He did not look like a married couple, but more like an enemy.

Initially, he did not have any objections to Wen Chuyi. After all, she was his daughter. If she could help him take care of the company in the future, it would be of use. But how could he expect that the more she grew up, the more her eyes would look like her dead mother.

When she stared at him without batting an eye, it was as if she was silently accusing him of cheating because he could not control himself. In the end, it indirectly led to Wen Chuyi's mother's death.

To him, this kind of crime was like a mountain pressing down on him, unable to catch his breath.

In the beginning, he would have nightmares when he slept at night. He did not want to admit that he was guilty, but he could not bear it. He could only vent his anger on Wen Chuyi who was related to that woman.

Yang Shihee was a little afraid when he slapped her hands away. She needed to rely on Wen Xinrong to enjoy these riches and wealth, so she did not dare to really have any objections to him. She was just a little anxious because she was too worried.

At this moment when she heard him say this to Wen Chuyi and her dead mother, she felt extremely comfortable in her heart.

The more Wen Xinrong hated them, the more he could display her and his daughter's superiority. How could he make her unhappy?

Her red lips curved into a mean angle. She walked to Wen Xinrong's back and pinched his shoulders, trying to please him.

Outside the door, Wen Chuyi covered her mouth and bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a sound. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her eyes.

She trembled and closed her eyes. Tears fell to the ground, just like her heart, continuously falling.