Xiao Jin saw that his future father-in-law had a flattering expression. He felt it was strange, but there was no emotion on his face.
After all, his Marquis father is worse than his future father-in-law. He is used to it!
He just didn't expect that besides his father, he could see such an expression on Minister Wen's face.
"My dear son, please take a seat." Minister Wen's voice was already very steady when he spoke, as if nothing had happened just now.
Xiao Jin nodded and said, "Thank you, Lord Wen. Go ahead first Lord Wen."
Deputy Minister Wen saw that although his future son-in-law looked fierce, he was still a well-mannered man. He nodded with satisfaction and sat down.
But Xiao Jin did not sit down because his little girl had not taken a seat yet.
Seeing that the young master's eyes were always looking at his eldest daughter, Deputy Minister Wen said with a fatherly look on his face, "Wan'er, come and sit next to your father."
"Thank you, father." Wen Qingwan said softly, and obediently walked to sit down next to Deputy Minister Wen.
The people in the living room were waiting for the Crown Prince each with their own thoughts. The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and the only sound was the sound of clinking tea cups.
Until there were rapid footsteps, Deputy Minister Wen frowned slightly and heard the urgent voice of his third son.
“Father, Father, go to the side hall quickly, the Crown Prince is tormenting Sister Zhu'er.”
"What do you mean?" Deputy Minister Wen was stunned, stood up suddenly and rushed out.
"We just walked to the side hall, and Sister Zhu'er was crying and shouting, Brother Crown Prince, a little harder, Zhu'er is about to die." (Runa: LOL XD)
"........"
Hearing his third son’s urgent words, Minister Wen’s legs became weak and he paused. Then he looked at his son Wen Yansheng’s whose face is filled with panic.
He only felt a buzzing sound in his head. Deputy Minister Wen stared at his son with bloodshot eyes. He was so angry that he wished he could kill the person in front of him!
Wen Yansheng was glared at by his father that his heart trembled, "Father, you..."
"Sheng'er, where are your brother and the others?" Old Madam Wen stood up holding her cane and quickly interrupted her grandson's unspoken words.
“Eldest brother and the others didn’t dare to go in and offend the Crown Prince, so they could only wait at the door of the side hall for father to go over. This grandson quickly ran over to call father.”
Thirteen-year-old Wen Yansheng didn’t know what is happening in the side hall.
But the nineteen-year-old Wen Yanting, and his cousins that are of the same age naturally knew what was going on.
They never dreamed that the Crown Prince would consummate with Zhu'er before the wedding. Couldn't he have waited until wedding day?
It’s only twenty days and he can’t even wait, how can you call that love!
So the brothers all looked indignant.
Silly Third, Wen Yansheng mistakenly thought that the eldest brother and the others are angry but dared not speak, and dare not break in.
So he quickly ran back to the hall to fetch reinforcements. When he saw his father standing still, he thought that his father was also afraid of the Crown Prince, "Dad, you..."
“Sheng’er, help your father sit down and have a cup of tea first. Grandma will arrange a personal maid for you tomorrow.”
"........."
Wen Yansheng looked at his grandmother and then his father in confusion. The Crown Prince was bullying his sister; What did it have to do with her sending a personal maid to him?
But his eldest brother, second brother and cousin all have personal maids who live with them, so it’s okay to give him one.
So he obediently helped his father walk back to his original position and sit down, "Dad, have some tea."
Deputy Minister Wen took the tea from Wen Yansheng with trembling hands, but failed to bring it to his mouth several times.
When Xiao Jin heard what the third young master of the Wen family said, he knew what happened between the Crown Prince and the second young lady of the Wen family in the side hall.
This is thanks to his flirtatious father, whose stepmother and favored concubine liked to vie for attention and is very jealous with each other.
His father liked to indulge with beautiful maids anytime and anywhere, so the Marquis Mansion was often in a state of uproar.
His stepmother wanted to arrange a woman for him when he was twelve years old, and he was so frightened that he fled to the military camp.
He couldn't help but understand things at an early age, because he had seen a lot since he was a child, and he also heard a lot of dirty jokes in the military camp.
He was very curious whether his little girl understood what her third brother said, but unfortunately she kept her head down and he could only see the shiny black top of her head.
Xiao Jin thought to herself that the little girl must not understand, because even the third son of the Wen family does not understand those things.
Wen Qingwan doesn’t know about the inner drama inside Xiao Jin’s head, otherwise she would definitely reply: I understand very well!
And she was currently engrossed in watching the live broadcast in the side hall.
Sitting opposite the domestically violent man had put Wen Qingwan under tremendous stress, so she went into the mall to see if there was anything she could exchange.
She accidentally saw that the melon-eating talisman cost twenty merit points. She was curious about what the melon-eating talisman was for.
Not to mention that she now has thirty merit points, so she redeemed them without hesitation.
The note at the back mentioning two hundred taels of silver can be disregarded, as she certainly wouldn't spend silver on a water-melon eating talisman.
The exchange was successful, and the purchase cannot be returned or exchanged. The intense scene in the side hall was immediately displayed.
This is not the first time she has seen Zhao Jue pampering a beauty in person, but it is the first time in her two lives that she has seen Wen Mingzhu without clothes.
Zhao Jue hated her in her previous life. On the night they got married, when Zhao Jue favored another beauty, while he ordered her to serve nearby.
Wen Qingwan looked at exhilirating scene, completely different from the one in her previous life, now her heart had no ripples.
Although she was present at the scene in her previous life, she did not dare to look and had no intention of appreciating it. All that was left was sadness and devastation.
At this time, she was not under any pressure, so she looked at Wen Mingzhu's beautiful figure openly.
As expected of Wen Mingzhu, who has been married and divorced five times. She really knows how to play the field, and she also screams very loudly.
It’s a pity that time passed so quickly, and they ended before she could fully enjoy the scenery!
The Crown Prince did not rush to ask for water like he did in his previous life. He must be embarrassed!
Wen Qingwan watched and cursed: The Crown Prince is still as tasteless as ever, can't he wait until the wedding day?
What made Wen Qingwan even more speechless was that after the Crown Prince finished, he wiped himself with Wen Mingzhu's underwear and asked Wen Mingzhu to help him get dressed!
Finally, he actually asked the disheveled Wen Mingzhu to open the door of the side hall. When Wen Mingzhu opened the door, she came face to face with several of the Wen family brothers.
“Brother~” Wen Mingzhu turned around awkwardly and retreated in embarrassment.
"Sister... you... put your clothes on quickly. Where is Chuntao? Where did she go?" Wen Yanting yelled angrily.
They have been standing outside listening to the sounds inside, from being angry at first to being addicted to it later.
And from their sister's words, they learned that she seemed to do it voluntarily.
Second Uncle Wen's son was thinking that he would have to ask his sister to teach his fiancée privately in the future.
"Sooner or later, Zhu'er will belong to me. What's the fuss about? Go to the front hall with me."
After the Crown Prince finished speaking, he swept his sleeves and walked away. The Wen brothers followed behind and apologized profusely.
After exiting the door of the side hall, he vanished in Wen Qingwan's view, and the screen only focused on Wen Mingzhu.
Wen Mingzhu sat on the soft couch where she was earlier and growled, "System, get out of here."
Wen Qingwan didn’t see anyone, but heard an emotionless voice, [Host, what is your instruction?]
"Instruction? are you the system or am I the system?"
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