"Why did you come to Nanjiang?" Luo Jingshan suddenly asked Wen Yue in the car.
"Come over for dinner with friends." Wen Yue took a look at some videos sent by Wei Zhang about Gu Zhaoting and Zhou Yuqing falling from the second floor to the roof of the car. This video, which lasted only three seconds, had already spread in Vientiane.
Luo Jingshan glanced sideways at her, and when he looked away, he caught a glimpse of the content on her phone. She closed it very quickly, so she didn't see the content at all.
He looked in front of the windshield and asked her while driving the car, "If I remember correctly, your husband's accident happened in Nanjiang!"
Wen Yue paused for a moment to put her cell phone into her purse, then raised her head and looked at Luo Jingshan in surprise, "How do you know this? My dad told you?"
"No," Luo Jingshan denied, "a colleague in the company told me that he and your husband are drinking buddies and know something about him."
Gu Zhaoting didn't have many friends, but he had the most drinking and poker friends. It was normal for such a scandal to spread from one person to another.
"Really!" Wen Yue suppressed the surprise on her face and looked calmly out of the car window.
"How is your husband now?" Luo Jingshan asked again.
"Still in a coma!" Wen Yue replied calmly.
Luo Jingshan looked at her again and continued driving his car without asking any more questions.
Half an hour later, the Wen family came home.
Wen Yue got out of the car and looked up at the strange yet familiar house in front of her.
Luo Jingshan walked over, "Do you need me to accompany you in?"
"No need." Wen Yue walked into the house.
The sound of talking came from the living room and stopped abruptly when he saw her.
The atmosphere suddenly became weird.
When Yang Qiaozhen saw Wen Yue, she frowned and asked in surprise, "Why is she here? Did you call her here?"
Wen Sheng, who was sitting opposite, did not answer Yang Qiaozhen's question and put down the tea in his hand, "Why did it take you so long to come here?"
"Something happened." Wen Yue replied coldly.
Yang Qiaozhen looked at Wen Sheng, probably knowing that he had called her over, with a dissatisfied expression on her face, "Who asked you to call her over?"
Wen Sheng put down the tea cup in his hand, and with some force, the tea splashed out. He looked at Yang Qiaozhen with a serious expression, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course there is a problem," Yang Qiaozhen straightened her back and widened her eyes, "You should at least discuss it with me. You didn't even discuss it. You just let her go home for dinner. Do you still think I would do this?
Wife’s?”
"Since Aunt Yang doesn't welcome my arrival, I'll go back first." Wen Yue didn't want to watch them argue here, so she turned around and left, but happened to see Yan Zhiyi and Wen Ying coming in from outside.
Wen Ying couldn't help being surprised when she saw Wen Yue appearing here.
"Zhiyi, Aying, you are back." Seeing her daughter and son-in-law, Yang Qiaozhen changed her distorted face and came forward with a smile on her face.
Wen Ying twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, and Yan Zhiyi shouted out of politeness, "Mom!"
Yang Qiaozhen smiled so happily that she took the gift from Yan Zhiyi and handed it to the servant while saying: "I came here as soon as I came, and I got so many things."
"It should be." Yan Zhiyi replied, looking at Wen Yue intentionally or unintentionally.
"Where's Binbin, why didn't you bring him here?" Yang Qiaozhen asked about their child.
Wen Ying looked troubled, and Yan Zhiyi said: "Binbin has been feeling unwell for the past two days."
Yang Qiaozhen knew about her grandson's situation, so she didn't ask any more questions for fear that the atmosphere would become heavy.
Wen Ying's eyes turned to Wen Yue again, and she took the initiative to ask her, "Why are you here?"
"Your dad somehow made the mistake of calling her back for dinner," Yang Qiaozhen added resentfully before Wen Yue could reply, "But she's leaving now."
Received Yang Qiaozhen's urging gaze, Wen Yue stepped up to leave, but was stopped by Wen Ying, "Since you're here, just stay and have a meal. I haven't seen you, sister, for a long time."
"Ah Ying!" Yang Qiaozhen was unhappy and shouted in a low voice.
"Your sister is right!" Wen Sheng echoed Wen Ying.
Wen Yue had no choice but to stay because he knew Wen Sheng must have other things to tell her later.
Although Yang Qiaozhen was a little dissatisfied, seeing that Wen Sheng and Wen Ying insisted on keeping her here, she no longer had any objections.
Yang Qiaozhen went to the kitchen to check on the dinner situation. Wen Sheng happened to receive another call from Luo Jingshan, so she walked out of the house and heard the sound of a car engine outside.
In the end, there were only three of them in the huge living room.
Yan Zhiyi helped Wen Ying sit on the sofa. Wen Ying saw Wen Yue standing awkwardly aside, "Sister, don't stand, come and sit!"
Wen Yue then moved to sit on the sofa. She put her purse next to her and symbolically smoothed the fibers on her trousers. She kept her head down and never looked at the man and woman opposite her.
The servant poured three glasses of water and placed them in front of them one by one, and then brought some mangosteens and grapes.
"I heard that Master Gu fell from the second floor. Is this the case?" Wen Ying asked about it.
"Well!" It seems that Gu Zhaoting's injury is no longer a secret, but I don't know if these people know the real reason.
"Is he okay?"
Wen Yue looked up at her, with a faint sneer hanging on the corner of her lips, "Not very good!"
Wen Ying looked surprised, and she and Yan Zhiyi looked at each other. Yan Zhiyi asked her intentionally or unintentionally, "Will you be paralyzed?"
After all, if you fall from such a high place on the second floor, you may be cured if treated well, but otherwise you will really be paralyzed.
He was pleased but smiled and said nothing.
Seeing her like this, Wen Ying and Yan Zhiyi were even more confused. This chapter has been completed!