The Little Fairy Wife Dressed As a Villain

"Come down and walk."

Wen Ziming opened the tea drawer, his gaze rested on the glass jar of black tea for a moment, and then he opened the glass jar of Pu'er next to it.

Mother Wen on the side was very surprised to see that her son was soaking in Pu'er.

The entire Wen family, including the servants, knew that Wen Ziming only drank black tea, and Wen Hai liked Pu'er tea.

"Ziming, do you also like to drink Pu'er now?"

"Yes." Wen Ziming responded lightly, then turned to tell the servant, "Throw away all the black tea at home."

Although confused by her son's mind, Wen's mother is a person with no opinions at all, and she unconditionally supports any decision of her son.

She turned around and looked at the servant, "I'll clean up the tea cabinet, you hurry up and buy a thermos, take a taxi, and I'll reimburse you when you come back."

"Okay, ma'am." The servant hurriedly took off his apron to go out.

Wen Ziming asked casually, "Is there not enough thermos at home? It's so late that I can't take a taxi. I'll go out and buy some."

Mother Wen explained: "Isn't Xiaoyu hospitalized? I'm going to bring her some soup tomorrow. I think she has lost weight recently and her complexion is also bad."

Hearing Mother Wen mention Wen Yu, Wen Ziming's face instantly turned cold.

Mother Wen, who didn't know the inside story, thought she had said something wrong and made her son angry, and suddenly became uneasy.

Sensing Mother Wen's cautiousness, Wen Ziming restrained his coldness slightly, "You don't need to bring it to her, she has already been discharged from the hospital."

Mother Wen was taken aback, and then realized that Wen Ziming was talking about Wen Yu.

"Already discharged from the hospital? Then why didn't Xiaoyu go home? The child didn't call to say anything, and I almost made a trip in vain."

Wen Ziming glanced at Wen's mother who was unclear, hesitated and said, "Mom, wash your face and come to my study, I have something to tell you."

"Oh, good." Wen's mother was a little happy. Wen Ziming seldom called her mother, let alone went to the study with her to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Wen's mother went back to the room to wash her face, changed into more decent looking clothes, and knocked on Wen Ziming's door with anticipation and doubt.

"Mom, sit down, I'll make you some tea."

As Wen Ziming said, he put a cup of pink rose tea in front of Wen's mother.

Mother Wen was flattered, holding rose tea cherished, looking at her son with a happy face, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, "Zi Ming, you have grown up and know how to love and take care of others. Mom is really happy."

Wen Ziming was silent.

It's not that he doesn't know how to love and take care of others, it's just that he was blind and blinded his mind before, and gave all his patience and affection to a person who didn't deserve his sincere treatment, and instead ignored the two women who were closest to him.

biological mother and biological sister.

These days were the most tormenting days in the first half of his life. Anger, remorse, guilt, and self-blame gnawed at his heart all the time.

Regarding Jiang Zhi's request for 10% of Wen's shares, he actually didn't intend to discuss it with Wen Hai.

He is very clear about his grandfather Wen Hai's character, the Wen Group is the lifeblood of the other party, and now that 5% of the shares have fallen into Wen Yu's hands, Wen Hai would never agree to hand over 10% of the Wen's shares to a married granddaughter.

And in his hands, no more, no less, exactly 10% of the shares.

Jiang Zhi can be said to have understood the psychology of the Wen family, and he has calculated everything, knowing that he will compromise, and knowing that he has exactly 10% in his hand.

Mother Wen saw her son silent for a long time, and felt uneasy again, "Zi Ming, what do you want to tell mother?"

Wen Ziming put away his thoughts and looked at Mother Wen seriously, "Mom, what I want to talk about is about Wen Yu. A lot of things have happened at home during this time..."

Wen Ziming spent half an hour telling Wen's mother everything he knew, everything about Wen Yu.

"Mom, Wen Yu is not the gentle, kind, considerate and sensible person we thought on the surface. She has deep scheming and vicious methods. All of us have been confused by her deliberate appearance."

Mother Wen laughed in disbelief, "Zi Ming, are you joking with mother, right? Xiao Yu, I raised her personally and watched her grow up with my own eyes. Hostile to Smile, but she's definitely not who you say she is.

The things you just said are absolutely impossible to happen. Who told you? Is it a smile? "

Mother Wen showed a very angry look, "Smiling is still as restless as before! She has married Jiang Zhi and became Mrs. Jiang, and Jiang Zhi treats her so well, she lives so happily, why is she still Want to slander Xiaoyu behind her back?"

Wen Ziming looked at the aggrieved mother Wen, and his heart was full of self-deprecation and shame.

Every time in the past, when Lin Qianxiao and Wen Yu had conflicts and disputes, he was just like Wen's mother at this moment, unhesitatingly favoring Wen Yu, thinking that everything was Lin Qianxiao's fault, and feeling that Lin Qianxiao was careless. Little things are going to be messed up.

At this time, he finally realized the helplessness and aggrieved feeling of not being trusted.

But Lin Qianxiao endured this kind of grievance and injustice in the Wen family for two full years.

So she became more and more gloomy and silent, becoming extreme and sensitive.

When there is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. When the camel dies, the straw is the original sin.

He, Wen's mother, Wen's father, and everyone in the Wen family were all Wen Yu's accomplices, and they forced the helpless Lin Qianxiao to confront the Wen family.

Seeing her son fell silent again, Wen's mother panicked and said, "Zi Ming, Xiaoyu has lived with us for twenty years. We are the ones who know her character best. Xiaoyu and us are of the same mind." Yes, Xiaoxiao turned her elbow to Jiang's house, she doesn't care about us at all."

Wen Ziming suddenly felt that Mother Wen was ridiculous and sad.

Those who pretend to be awake will never wake up.

He stood up and looked at Wen's mother calmly, "Mom, it's getting late, you go back to your room to rest first, I still have something to deal with."

Mother Wen clearly felt that her son's attitude towards her had returned to the previous indifference.

She looked at the other party helplessly, "Zi Ming, did I say something wrong? Are you angry with your mother?"

Wen Ziming shook his head, "I am angry with myself. You are my mother. This will never change. No matter what happens in the future, I will respect you and take care of you until you grow old, but that's all."

Tears flowed from Wen's mother's eyes, "Zi Ming, don't say such things..."

The daughter she had raised for twenty years, who was carefully cultivated like jewels and treasures, turned out to be a murderer with deep scheming and vicious means!

This result was far more devastating than knowing that Wen Yu was not her biological daughter.

If she admits it, wouldn't it be a total denial of her efforts and painstaking efforts in the past twenty years?