Chapter 83: Crying Scene
Wen Yishu didn't know how to respond to him, but it happened that Zhang's mother came out of the door and saw the two of them.
"Miss, Young Master Gong?" Zhang's mother smiled, "Why don't you enter the house!" β
Gong Yibei was also unkind, he was about to walk into the door with his leg raised, but Wen Yishu grabbed his wrist, and said obediently in an instant: "Didn't you say just now that there are still important things to deal with?" β
She tilted her head and looked at Gong Yibei with a smile on her face.
Unexpectedly, Gong Yibei didn't eat her at all, but pinched her nose affectionately, "Besides you, what else do I have important things?" β
He raised an eyebrow, smiled triumphantly, and strode into the living room.
It was too late for Wen Yishu to stop him, so he could only keep up.
"Mom, you don't even know what my brother did to me today! He actually scolded me for Wen Yishu's little slut! I just gave her a gentle push, who knew that she was so weak and couldn't help the wind, and her head hit the corner of the table, and she couldn't blame me! β
In the living room, Wen Kexin was crying, full of complaints, and insulting non-stop.
"And my dad too, I have always been biased towards Wen Yishu, and it was for her to kick me out of the company, Mom, you must make the decision for me!"
"It's not all your fault!" Li Wanhua sighed heavily, how could she train such a brainless daughter?
"Then, it's not my fault that Gong Yilang doesn't look down on me! If Wen Yishu doesn't come back, how can Gong Yibei fall in love with Wen Yishu? β
Wen Kexin never felt that it was her fault, but felt that Wen Yishu had snatched everything she should have.
"You, you said don't provoke her easily, but you just don't listen!"
The mother and daughter muttered quietly, until they saw Gong Yibei coming in, and then they quieted down.
Maybe it was because of the weakness of the heart, for fear that Gong Yibei would listen to all those words, and the two of them were restless.
Wen Kexin had long been afraid of Gong Yibei, and hid behind Li Wanhua in fear.
Gong Yibei looked at the living room for a long time, his eyes swept over Li Wanhua and Wen Kexin, and finally fell on Wen Yishu.
Li Wanhua got up and warmly entertained, and didn't forget to count Wen Yishu a few words, "Yishu is really true, he didn't squeak in advance when he took the young master of the palace home, what are you still doing standing here stupidly, go make tea!" β
Wen Yishu was so docile at the moment, "I'll go soak now." β
Gong Yibei didn't like her being submissive, so he opened his mouth to stop it, "No need, I'll just come in and have a look, and I'll leave immediately." β
After speaking, he walked up to Wen Yishu and took her finger, "I don't like to see my fiancΓ©e doing this kind of rough work of serving tea and pouring water, I will feel distressed." β
His love for Wen Yishu is blatant and never shy away.
Li Wanhua knew that she had said the wrong thing, and the smile on her face immediately dimmed.
Wen Yishu didn't know what kind of nerves this man was making, but in front of Li Wanhua and Wen Kexin, she could only be obedient.
"Yishu, it seems that Young Master Gong is still coming to the house for the first time, why don't you take Young Master Gong for a look and take a look around." Li Wanhua couldn't help the awkward atmosphere downstairs, so she took the initiative to propose.
I have to say that there is Gong Yibei, and his aura is so strong that it makes people scared and uncomfortable.
"That's what I mean." Gong Yibei hid a knife in his smile and took Wen Yishu's hand, "Why don't you go to your room and have a look?" See what you like, and I'll have someone decorate our wedding room. β
Wen Yishu agreed with a smile, and took Gong Yibei upstairs together.
After the two left, Li Wanhua and Wen Kexin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mom, what we said just now won't be heard by Gong Yibei, right?" Wen Kexin's voice was a little louder, and Li Wanhua raised her hand to cover her mouth.
"Be quiet, are you afraid they won't hear it?" Li Wanhua stared upstairs with a little horror, and after a while, she confirmed that they would not come down, and then let go of her hand.
"It seems that Wen Yishu, this girl still has some means, and she can actually arrest Gong Yibei to death!"
Wen Kexin sat down and couldn't help but complain.
"Mom, now that the limelight has been robbed by Wen Yishu, what should I do!"
"What's the hurry!" Li Wanhua reprimanded: "As long as we find the right breakthrough, how can we let that girl come nonsense?" As she spoke, a hint of cunning crossed her eyes.
The evening breeze outside was blowing the curtains, and it was the height of summer, and a burst of warmth hit.
Gong Yibei played with Wen Yishu's music box, like a child, and didn't feel tired.
He had been in the room for more than half an hour, which inevitably made Wen Yishu feel impatient.
"It's getting late, Young Master Gong, please go back." At first, she was still more polite, like a little sheep, and she spoke to her grandmother.
The playful arc at the corner of Gong Yibei's mouth was still unfinished, and he put down the music box, "Madame is in such a hurry to drive me away?" β
Wen Yishu pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "You and I haven't officially become husband and wife yet, this lady is too early, right?" β
Gong Yibei didn't feel ashamed at all, a hand reached over and grabbed her slender waist domineeringly, "As long as I want, you will be my wife at all times!" β
The evil smile on the corner of his lips is charming, if it were an ordinary woman, she would have fallen for it a long time ago, but it was Wen Yishu and unmoved.
"Young Master Gong is inevitably too narcissistic, right?" Wen Yishu said coldly, I am afraid that there is only one woman in Beijing who dares to talk to Gong Yibei like this.
"That lady hasn't seen my other skills yet, do you want to try it?" A hint of malice appeared on Gong Yibei's face, which made Wen Yishu swallow hard, feeling that something was wrong.
She just wanted to escape from Gong Yibei's arms, but she was suddenly thrown on the bed by him and couldn't move.
"What do you want to do?"
Gong Yibei looked at her flustered expression, and his smile became even more wanton, "It is said that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, madam, how about we do the right thing today?" β
He was joking, but he frightened Wen Yishu under him.
"You're crazy, don't touch me!" As he spoke, a trace of hatred welled up in Wen Yishu's eyes.
Before Gong Yibei could do anything, Wen Yishu's tears fell.
He usually can't see women crying, but at this moment, there is no way to take Wen Yishu, not to coax, not to admit mistakes.
Wait until he obediently gets down from Wen Yishu and raises his hands, "Okay, okay, I won't touch you!" β
Wen Yishu instantly put away her tears and got up expressionlessly, the scene just now was like acting, there was no emotion at all.
In a trance, Gong Yibei realized that he had been deceived.
"You're kidding me?"
Wen Yishu finally took revenge, of course, he raised his eyebrows.
"Don't scare you, but really when I'm a good bully?"