Wen He dreamed of Wen Shishi and Jin Hansheng's wedding.

She dreamed that she was sitting in the audience watching Jin Hansheng put the ring on Wen Shishi's ring finger, and a circle of reporters' cameras were aimed at the two of them, with shutter sounds and flashes constantly.

She could even hear people around her discussing the chain of interests behind the marriage.

It simply means that after the Wen family climbed into the Jin family, it completely made great progress. The Wen family, which was originally surviving, had the protection of the Jin family, and a comeback was just around the corner.

Wen Heshi also dreamed that Wen Minzhi and Han Miao stood in front of her with infinite glory and looked down at her condescendingly.

Wen Minzhi's smug smile seemed to be verbrating that she was the loser.

...The dream stopped here, and Wen Heshi woke up.

When I woke up, there was a layer of cold sweat on my forehead.

Wen Heshi sat up and recalled the dream just now, his chest was still a little suffocated.

That dream was so real. It took her several minutes to realize that it was a dream.

Wen Heshi calmed down for a while and took a look at the time.

It's half past eight.

It seems that she has been sleeping for quite a long time.

When Wen Heshi finished washing and went downstairs, Jin Hansheng was gone.

She probably knew his habits, and that's what she should have been working hard.

Wen Heshi thought that she had to stay at home all day today.

The crew had a day off, and today was the second day, so she didn't seem to have much to go.

Moreover, now that she goes to the street, she should be easily recognized.

Especially since she was plagued by negative news, she didn't want to go out anymore.

Wen Heshi walked to the kitchen and made breakfast for himself.

When I just sat down, it rang.

Wen Heshi thought it was Xu Qiao's phone call at first.

After all, no one except Xu Qiao could call her.

As a result, when he saw the caller ID, Wen Heshi's expression immediately sank.

Wen Minzhi—

Haha, she was so embarrassed to call.

Wen Heshi pressed the answer button and put it in his ear.

On the other side of the phone, Wen Minzhi's voice was a little smile. Of course, it was not a friendly smile, but a naked ridicule.

"I heard that my mother is hospitalized again? Are you in good health?" Wen Minzhi asked this question with a smile.

"Thank you Miss Wen for your concern." Wen Heshi also smiled, and then fought back without any mercy: "I heard that Wen's family was almost surrounded by enemies, and thought Miss Wen would be very busy. I didn't expect that you still have time to care about gossip news. It seems that Wen's family really has no business to do."

When Wen Minzhi said this, she darkened her face.

Wen Heshi has always done a perfect job of stabbing a soft knife.

Wen's family happened to be Wen Minzhi's weakness. After Wen Heshi said this, Wen Minzhi's attitude could not be as calm as before.

She shouted, "Wen Heshi, I won't be proud for long."

"Mr. Jin has been kicked out of his victory, thinking what's the point of climbing him? Now in the Jin family, he is a useless person. Jin Hansheng disagrees with the two of them being together, and he can't support him if he can find a flower."

Wen Minzhi warned Wen He, "Don't think that selling yourself can make you glory. How can there be such a good thing in this world?"

"It turns out that Miss Wen also knows that there is no such thing as selling herself for honor in the world." Wen Heshi pursed his lips and smiled, "I think Miss Wen has always liked to force others to sell herself for honor."

What was Wen Heshi's words sarcastic? How could Wen Minzhi not hear it?

"Wen Heshi, offending me will not do anything good." Wen Minzhi reminded Wen Heshi, "Don't forget that the handle is still on my side."

Hearing Wen Minzhi's threat, Wen Heshi subconsciously pinched his fingers a little.

This reaction is not because of tension, but because of anger.

She was very curious about how Wen Minzhi was so shameless.

She had the nerve to mention that thing over and over again.

"Oh, Miss Wen is talking about drugging me and finding someone to force me. Is this a matter of tying me?" Wen Heshi's voice was as calm as water.

After saying that, she even smiled: "If Miss Wen is willing to disclose this matter, it's fine. I can call the police to deal with it. If you want to drug someone, you should be sentenced to several years."

"Wen Heshi,"

Wen Minzhi was speechless by Wen Heshi's eloquence and was a little furious.

Wen Minzhi has never had a good temper.

She and Wen Shishi were both spoiled and used to being arrogant since childhood and never considered others when doing things.

After taking over the company, Wen Minzhi's temper became a little restrained, but she was just to the outside world.

Privately, she still has a bad temper.

"Ms. Wen has time to care about me, so why not think more about how to turn Wen's losses into profits. If Wen's employees knew that their boss was reading gossip every day, they would probably have to change jobs together."

Wen Heshi smiled and said this, and without waiting for Wen Minzhi to reply, he hung up the phone.

Wen Minzhi was really angry with Wen Heshi.

She called the phone to mock Wen Heshi, but who knew that she was sarcastic about it later.

Thinking about Wen He's attitude, Wen Minzhi was so angry that she was so angry that she felt her teeth itchy.

After Wen Heshi hung up Wen Minzhi's phone call, he sat alone on the sofa.

This is not the first time that Wen Minzhi has threatened and humiliated her with the incident from that year.

After that happened, Wen Heshi did not call the police. But now, she regrets it a little.

Even if she couldn't find the man who raped her, she wanted to send Wen Minzhi in.

She didn't want to fight them.

But, since Wen Minzhi insists on fighting, she will accompany her to the end.

Wen Heshi was staring at the TV wall opposite, with no expression on his face and a cold light in his eyes.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Chen Wanqing woke up in a daze and saw Song Ningzhao standing by the bed as soon as she opened her eyes.

He wore a white T-shirt with sweatpants underneath.

He has fair skin and a feminine appearance, and looks really like a tiny white face.

But Chen Wanqing knows better than anyone else how dark the heart hidden under this beautiful face is.

Chen Wanqing looked down at the bruises on her body, and dug up the Song family's ancestral tomb in her heart.

She lifted the sheets and got out of the bed and prepared to take a shower.

Chen Wanqing was not wearing slippers and stepped on the ground barefoot.

She was not dressed, and from her neck to her calves, there was no place intact.

As soon as Chen Wanqing took a step, Song Ningzhao pinched her wrist.

Song Ningzhao's eyes were wandering around her, and the peach blossom eyes were faintly impatient, as if she was disgusting her too spoiled.

"Is the young master still satisfied with his masterpiece?" At this point, Chen Wanqing also looked down.

At this time, Song Ningzhao's eyes had already fallen on her feet.

Song Ningzhao stared at her burgundy nail polish for a while, then raised her foot and kicked her slippers to her feet.
Chapter completed!