"Wen Jiujiu, it's really you, what are you doing here?" Song Yuelan almost ran in front of Wen Jiujiu, and she grabbed Wen Jiujiu's wrist very hard.
Wen Jiujiu wore a red slim-fitting evening dress. She has a great figure and a great temperament.
Because she was wearing high heels, she was suddenly pulled by Song Yuelan and almost fell down.
She frowned and twitched her hand, "Is there any problem with attending the reception?"
This is her biological mother. Seeing her is as scary as seeing a ghost.
"Attending a cocktail party, what kind of cocktail party are you attending? Are you here to embarrass yourself?" Song Yuelan was so angry that she lowered her voice and said, "Who allowed you to attend this cocktail party? You are not allowed in!"
"That's it, why are you here to join in the fun? Do you have the qualifications to participate in this cocktail party?"
"Are you dating a rich man?"
Wen Wanwan also walked up and said angrily, "Don't you remember what your grandfather told you? I told you to keep a low profile and don't affect our Wen family! I asked you to quit the entertainment industry, but you still haven't quit!
Do you want to piss your grandpa off to death?"
"Is he worthy of being my grandfather? Have you ever considered me your daughter?"
Wen Jiujiu glanced at the two of them with a faint smile, and his eyes fell on their adopted daughter Wen Ya behind them.
Wen Ya wore an extremely expensive white evening dress, and she looked fairy-like. The jewelry on her body could also be seen with great care, and she chose the best.
Wen Jiujiu's eyes glanced lightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, appearing to be a smile but not a smile.
After all, I am closer to my daughter who I raised myself.
I have long since stopped caring about this useless family affection, but my heart still gets pricked every time I see it.
She was their biological child, the one they gave birth to, but she had never enjoyed their father's or mother's love.
They have never enjoyed it, but they always want to force her to do something they think is good.
"Sorry, Mr. Wen, Mrs. Wen, I probably have nothing to do with you." She glanced at the two of them, then turned to leave.
"Sister, your parents are also concerned about you." Wen Ya frowned, looking worried, "There are many big shots in this cocktail party. If you make a fool of yourself, others won't know that you are from the Wen family, so naturally they won't implicate the Wen family, but you
You will be in a lot of trouble."
"Look at Yaya, how sensible she is!" Song Yuelan looked at her with disgust, "Things raised in a poor ravine are really incomparable to those raised by us."
Wen Jiujiu lowered his eyes, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
Is this a choice she can make?
"Sister, you'd better go back. I heard that there are some games at this reception, and they have to perform some music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you don't know how to do it, you will be very embarrassed if you are called on."
Wen Ya had a sincere look on her face.
"That is, if someone finds out that you are from our Wen family, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?"
Song Yuelan was furious, "You are not as good as Yaya at all, don't go in!"
"You didn't organize this cocktail party, right? Do you have the qualifications not to let me in?" Wen Jiujiu was a little funny and said angrily, "Originally, I wasn't interested at all, but since you won't let me in,
I just want to go in."
Song Yuelan was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Wen Jiujiu.
Just when the slap was about to fall on the face, a powerful aura came over, and a hand suddenly grabbed Song Yuelan's hand.
Song Yuelan screamed when she was pinched.
This chapter has been completed!