Wen Ruoyao suddenly had several wounds on her face, and she didn't go out for the past two days.
Wen Ruohan asked during the process, but Wen Ruoyao did not say that Mu Ziyi ordered the pet to hit him.
She wasn't trying to offend the woman, but she didn't want Wen Ruohan to know about the conflict between her and Mu Ziyi.
With her eldest brother's temperament, she would not help him regardless of black and white. He would prefer the side of truth.
So, why do you say it?
She didn't want to make a fuss known to everyone. If the people in this mansion knew who caused the injuries on her face, wouldn't it be a big loss to her face?
She has lived in the Wen Mansion since she was a child, and her bones are full of pride. She will never allow others to step on her head, and she is a woman she particularly dislikes.
Therefore, these two times, Wen Ruoyao stayed in the room to recuperate and never left the door.
If she doesn't come out, Mu Ziyi will be clean.
Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
The wind passed without a trace, and the sun was like fire.
Today is Mr. Wen's birthday, and the entire Wen Mansion is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and a grand banquet is held.
Mu Ziyi thought at first that this birthday would be simpler, but when she saw the endless crowd of people in the house, she realized that she was wrong.
"It seems that Mr. Wen likes to be more high-profile." The corners of the woman's lips were slightly raised. She held Yun Zhongge's hand and did not interfere, but followed him to the pavilion where there were fewer people.
Qing Sheng followed the two of them and explained to her with a smile: "The power of the Wen family is spread all over Beihuang, so naturally there are many people who come to fawn over and cling to them."
"Even so, why does Mr. Wen still let these useless people into the house?" Isn't that unnecessary?
Qing Sheng sat down on the stone bench, picked up the teapot and poured three cups of tea, and said in a calm tone: "Maybe he is trying to win people's hearts."
With one sentence, the doubts in Mu Ziyi's heart were suddenly cleared, so that was it.
Mu Ziyi has a more lively personality, but she seems unusually quiet at this moment. The woman picked up the teacup on the table and shook it gently, a little strange: "Everyone is here, and it's almost time. Why haven't we seen Mr. Wen yet?"
Appear?"
She was very curious about who Mr. Wen was.
But being curious, she did not forget the purpose of this trip.
The breeze blew by, and a faint floral fragrance floated in the air, which was refreshing.
The scenery of Wen Mansion is nice, but the three of them are not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment.
Wen Ruohan is an only son, and he manages all affairs in the house, and this birthday banquet is no exception.
The man stood on the high platform and looked at the people below, his face was calm and indifferent, and he said in a cold voice: "The Wen family is very happy that you can come to my father's birthday banquet today. Without further ado, here is the host of the birthday banquet."
As this voice fell, the slightly noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and three gazes came from the pavilion.
But there were so many people present today that no one noticed the pavilion.
"Hahaha..." A man's hearty laughter suddenly came from the living room, and then a gray-red figure came out.
Mu Ziyi raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
I saw a man dressed in red clothes that looked like fire. The breeze was blowing gently, but the robe was not moved at all. His figure was rather tall and straight, but his face...
His face is not as handsome as Wen Ruohan, nor as mature and full of temptation as Ming Yunyue. The man has three obvious scars on the left side of his face. His appearance is not old, but he has a head of white hair flying behind him.