Young Master, Learn from Your Brother/C3 You Are the Eldest Young Mistress
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C3 You Are the Eldest Young Mistress

Wenxiaoru was five years younger than her elder sister. At that time, she was only fifteen years old, and her elder sister would often hold her in her arms absentmindedly, sometimes calling her "Ahfeng".

At that time, Wenxiaoru knew that what Big Sis liked was that Qinfeng who was very straightforward when he smiled and had a generous heart when dealing with people.

"Elder sister, don't you like Qinxie?" The Wenxiaoru sat in his sister's embrace and asked her, "I think it's better for the Qinxie."

At that time, Wenxiaoru was still too young, and didn't know about Qinxie's skills. She only felt that every time Qinxie appeared, he would always be alone, and no one would play with him. She was exceptionally pitiful.

Wenyufei started laughing softly, stroking her head, coaxing her: "Smiling like this, when you grow up you will understand, who would like someone like that?"

What kind of person was Qinxie?

Selfishness, malice, and indifference.

But the fifteen year old Wenxiaoru still felt that he was very good, because big brother Qinxie was completely fine in front of big sister. No matter what happened to big sister, big brother Qinxie was the first one to stand out and help big sister solve her problem.

Brother Qinfeng would never do that. Brother Qinfeng has a bunch of friends, a bunch of troublesome matters to deal with, his brothers and family are very important to him, squeezing big sister so much that there aren't many places for him to go.

The fifteen year old Wenxiaoru stubbornly believed that the Qinxie was a good person and this understanding was only broken when he was eighteen years old.

That year, when her sister was going to marry Qinfeng, the Wen Family was wild with joy. However, on the night before the wedding, Qinfeng was turned into a vegetable by someone who drove a car and fled.

Everyone said that it was the Qinxie who found someone to crash into, and no one was able to find the Wenyufei.

However, Wenxiaoru knew where her elder sister was. Because her elder sister had called her and told her that her elder sister had been locked up by Qinxie in a villa. She wanted Wenxiaoru to go and save her.

That night, Wenyufei set up a trap to get her freedom in exchange for her sister.

The Wenxiaoru was waiting in the villa in place of the Wenyufei.

The eighteen year old Wenxiaoru didn't know what the adult world was like. She only wanted to help her elder sister, and she would do whatever her elder sister asked her to do.

What had happened that night had upended her life.

From that day onwards, the Qinxie became more and more sinister and vicious. There was a trace of malice lingering between his brows all year round, as if he wanted to drag everyone here to accompany him in death.

In the beginning, he still treated Wenxiaoru as his Wenyufei, but in the end, he would always wake up. After tormenting him like this for half a year, Qinxie seemed to have suddenly thought it through.

He no longer treated Wenxiaoru as his own Wenyufei, but vented all of his unspeakable hatred onto her.

Qinxie was such a person, it was not strange for him to do anything.

But when he took the Wen Family's company to force Wenxiaoru, Wenxiaoru suddenly thought of the words that his elder sister had said back then.

People like the Qinxie … Who would like it?

After the Wen Family went through a series of ups and downs, the Wenxiaoru became as good as new. Secretly, she became the Qinxie's lover and became a tool for him to vent his anger — but all of this was unknown to the Wen Family and the Qin family.

Suddenly, the sound of a mobile phone ringing filled the entire bedroom. Wenxiaoru, who was standing at the door, suddenly woke up from his memory.

He didn't wake up.

"Hello? Smiling like, how are you doing? " On the other end, Wenmu was beaming with joy: "Is the Qin family treating you well?"

After getting a relative from the Qin family, the Wen family jumped from a small and medium-sized enterprise to a royal relative with a large mountain behind them. They were almost floating in the sky as they kept asking her, "Is Qinlaofuren satisfied with you? Are you being picky? "

A "gulp" sound came out of Wenxiaoru's throat. After a while, he squeezed out a smile. "Satisfied."

Wenmu heaved a sigh of relief, and started to chatter again, "That's great, as long as you're satisfied, then you're fine. I'm afraid that they'll keep staring at your sister with their eyes, I'm just smiling like that. "If your sister is here, how would our Wen Family even need to —"

"Mom." A hoarse voice squeezed out from his throat. He was so wronged that it eventually became a few words, "I'm going to take care of Qinfeng."

Wenmu clicked her tongue. "How can I ask you to take care of me? You're the eldest young mistress."

Wenxiaoru's cold heart warmed up, and she quickly added, "If this was your sister, they wouldn't have let your sister do this. When will you be like your sister? "We have to worry about how old we are already."

The unhappiness and sigh from the other side of the phone pierced into Wenxiaoru's heart like a knife.

"If you were as useful as your sister, how could our Wen family be like this? "Look at you, even the company doesn't care, we still have to worry about marrying people, and luckily the Qin family still wants you. Sigh, so what if you are an idiot, you can try to have a son, no, two …"

The more we talk, the more we skew the topic, the more proud the Wenmu became." You're marrying into the Qin Family, that's what your father and I wish for our entire lives. Although the Qin Family does things a little more tyrannically, you —

"Mom!" Wenxiaoru could not listen any longer. Her nails dug deep into her flesh as she spoke word by word, "Granny called me."

When she mentioned "Granny," Wenmu repeatedly told her to go, and for the first time in his life, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up, she stood blankly at the door.

The news of her wanting to marry into the Qin family was only known two days ago. The Qin family suddenly came, and it wasn't a relative of the Qin family, but a secretary. The secretary spoke bluntly and simply, saying that she wanted to use two subsidiaries and several tens of millions of dollars in orders as bridal gifts to ask the Wen family if they wanted to marry.

No, I should say it was for sale or not.

The Wen family did not even ask the Wenxiaoru about his intentions and directly agreed — and this matter was decided while the Qinxie was away on a business trip.

The Qin family might have deliberately avoided the Qinxie, but the Wen family could not think too much into it, so they packed up their daughter and sent her over. As for the Wenxiaoru, they had contacted the Qinxie at the beginning when they received the news, but unfortunately, she could not contact him.

Her relationship with the Qinxie was really like being supported and supported. The Qinxie had a villa by the sea, which they visited on the third of every month. After they finished venting their anger, they would leave, not to mention on the phone, they had not even spoken a single word to the Wenxiaoru.

So when the news of the Qin family came, Wenxiaoru thought that Qinxie would agree to this marriage. However, looking at Qinxie's reaction today, he did not know.

But thinking about it, how could Qinxie agree to this? The Qin Family wanted to marry, and the Wen Family wanted to marry.

Heh, what are you thinking about? She wasn't an elder sister, so she couldn't fall into Qinxie's heart.

According to her understanding of the Qinxie, after she becomes his wife, he would probably be even happier.

He had secretly brought a green hat to the Qinfeng.

The woman at the door returned to her bed in a daze. Wrapped in a blanket of exhaustion, she slept soundly with a stranger.

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