Wen Zhiyuan crawled in front of Duanmu Lanya, perhaps because she was too emotional, she began to cough violently after saying this.

She held Duanmu Lanya's knees with both hands, still looking up, heartbroken.

In short, Wen Zhiyuan was proud before, so how miserable she is now.

In this life, people always seem to lose themselves between gains and losses.

While she enjoyed the glory of the Yan family, she was also the most favored daughter of the Wen family in Dijing.

The excellence she created by dishonorable means seemed so ridiculously childish when debunked.

After all, you can't be too vain!

Wen Zhiyuan begged like this, until she saw Duanmu Lanya leaning towards her, and her eyes gathered again.

But......

Duanmu Lanya did bend over, but her action was to push Wen Zhiyuan's hand away, crying silently, and retreated to hide behind Wen Jinghong.

I can't face it!

It feels like your most beloved pet, and after trying its best to take care of it, it turns its head and bites your lifeline.

Although it hurts, I am also afraid and hateful.

When Wen Zhiyuan was swept away by Duanmu Lanya, he fell directly to the ground because of the force of inertia.

Her crying grew faint, and she held her hands on the ground, stunned as she stood still.

Is there no hope?

Even my mother doesn't want her anymore?

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Wen Chongli again, as if she was making a last bet, she bracked her arms and wanted to kneel in front of him again, but what did the old man say?

He understood Wen Zhiyuan's intentions, so he raised his hand slightly, and said in a light tone: "If you want to say anything, you can say it there." ”

Wen Zhiyuan lowered her eyelids, accompanied by a few drooping tears, covering the gloom under her eyes.

She knelt on the spot and opened her mouth like a mosquito, "Grandpa...... Have you forgotten that I still have a marriage contract with the Leng family, and Grandpa Leng is still waiting for me to marry Brother Yan. ”

She thought that this was the last straw, and before Wen Chongli could speak, Wen Jinghong was already looking out the window and answered unhurriedly, "The marriage contract was concluded for the children of the two families of Leng and Wen, and you, are you the Wen family?"

Since it is the Wen family's mistake, it will naturally be solved by us, so you don't have to worry about it. This family business has nothing to do with you from now on!"

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyuan was short of breath, pulled his trousers again, and retorted in a panicked trembling voice: "Dad, no, you can't do this, I am the wife of the Leng family, this is what you decided at the beginning, how can you regret it." Even if I'm not a child of the Wen family, can I be blamed for this?

No matter what I have done before, how can you say that those days when you are proud of me can be erased. Dad, I know it's wrong, I really am.

You punish me, whatever you want, don't drive me away, don't break the marriage contract between me and Brother Yan, I am your kite, I am the pride of the Wen family, Dad......"

Her crying resounded throughout the room, making people's eardrums flutter and their hearts irritable.

Yan Shiqi's expression was as cold as water, she stared at Wen Zhiqi's prostrate figure on the ground, and at this moment, she admired her a little.

The ground was full of shards of blue and white porcelain and jade carvings, but she ignored them and pressed them on her knees.

Therefore, there were many blood-stained marks on the stone-gray ground.

How much courage does it take to kneel on your knees to commit such an act of self-harm?

Ask yourself, Yan Shiqi felt that he couldn't do it.

The body is on her own, she can't mess around!