Wen Ya's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly, wondering why Young Master Leng would be interested in Wen Yan.
In what way was she less outstanding than Wen Yan?
Why was a young lady, who had been kicked out by her father, still able to gain the favor of the esteemed Mr. Leng?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, to the point that she didn't notice her skirt was already ruined from her grip.
Madam Wen also spoke with some displeasure, "Husband, our Ya'er is also very outstanding. Besides, I haven't settled the score with Wen Yan for making Young Master Leng kick Ya'er out last time!"
Wen Shihao frowned, "Can't you think long-term? If Wen Yan can become the Young Madam of the Leng family, have you considered how much of a help that would be to us?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Wen took a deep breath, "I'll go with you tomorrow morning."
"Mm, Ya'er, you come too," Wen Shihao nodded.
Wen Ya tried hard to control her emotions, "Dad, I'll listen to you."
Wen Yan!
The next morning.
Wen Yan opened her eyes, inhaling the clean scent of the man. She looked up and met Leng Xunze's gaze. Neither of them spoke at that moment.
After a while, Wen Yan looked at him, "Take your hand away, I need to get up first."
Leng Xunze smiled and slowly withdrew his hand. Wen Yan stood up and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it."
Leng Xunze raised an eyebrow, "Wife, I want to eat the porridge you make yourself."
Wen Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then I'll call Yuan Jiamiao and ask him to come keep you company while I go back and make it for you."
"Mm."
Wen Yan turned around and left the ward.
Back home, just as she was about to head to the kitchen to prepare the porridge, her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and answered, "Sister Ye."
"Wen Yan, where have you been these past two days? I haven't seen you. If you don't come soon, I'll have to find someone else."
"Also, you promised me a few days ago that you'd do the styling, but you haven't."
Wen Yan apologized, "Sister Ye, I'm so sorry. I had other matters to attend to the past few days and only just returned today. I'm really sorry."
Ye Shu, recalling a message from yesterday, asked, "Wen Yan, can you still take on the job? If not, you need to tell me in advance."
Wen Yan heard this and said, "Sister Ye, please wait until Leng Xunze is discharged in a few days. I'm afraid I won't have time these days."
Ye Shu agreed, "Alright, try to find some free time to finish the design drafts. By the way, which hospital is Xunze in? I'll come over this afternoon."
Wen Yan sent Leng Xunze's hospital address and, after a few more words of thanks, hung up the phone.
While the porridge was cooking, she tidied up the house again.
Then she went into the kitchen. Once the porridge was cooked, she put it in a thermos, made some pickles, and left the rental apartment.
When Wen Yan returned to the hospital ward, she saw Yuan Jiamiao sitting beside Leng Xunze. He said, "Xunze, the Song family has gone too far this time. How do you plan to deal with it?"
Leng Xunze thought for a moment, "It shouldn't be just assassins sent by the Song family alone. Someone else is definitely involved. However, since the Leng family initiated this, we'll cut off the Song family's connections with other major projects."
Yuan Jiamiao hummed in agreement, "I'll handle this."
Wen Yan walked up to the two of them. Yuan Jiamiao saw her and greeted her enthusiastically, "Sister-in-law, it smells so good! Is this a nourishing soup you made for Xunze? It smells wonderful!"
She smiled, "It's porridge I made. Have you eaten?"
Before he could reply, Leng Xunze glanced at him, "You can go handle your business now."
Yuan Jiamiao's expression changed. He smiled at Wen Yan and said, "Sister-in-law, I've already eaten. You two enjoy, I have some other matters to attend to."
With that, he quickly turned and left.
Wen Yan watched Yuan Jiamiao's hasty retreat and smiled. Then she looked at Leng Xunze, "I made plain congee."
Leng Xunze hummed, "I can't move my hand right now."
Wen Yan's lips curved upwards, knowing what he meant. She opened the thermos, took out a spoon, blew on it each time, and then fed it to Leng Xunze's mouth.
Leng Xunze smiled, enjoying it immensely.
An hour later.
As Wen Yan was tidying the thermos, there was a knock on the door. Without turning around, she said, "Please come in."
When she turned around and saw the two people entering, her tone was calm, "Madam Leng."
Leng Xue glanced at her, then shifted her gaze to Leng Xunze, "Miss Wen, I'd like to speak with him. Please step out for a moment."
Wen Yan nodded. She thought that letting Leng Xunze have a good talk with Madam Leng might help ease their relationship.
Just as she was about to leave, Leng Xunze called out to her, "Yan Yan, you don't have to leave. Stay by my side."
Hearing this, Leng Xue's gaze turned cold. Ou Ziqing comforted her from the side, "Xue'er, don't be angry."
Leng Xue's anger subsided slightly, "Leng Xunze, are you still going to be with her? Do you know how much of an impact your relationship with her has had on the Leng and Song corporations?"
Ou Ziqing looked at Leng Xunze and chimed in, "Xunze, apologize to your mother quickly."
Wen Yan heard Ou Ziqing's words and thought this man was even more cunning than some "green tea" girls.
Leng Xunze didn't want to hear any of this at the moment. He swept a glance at Ou Ziqing, "Get out!"
"How can you speak to your father like that!" Leng Xue immediately flared up.
She had always felt that Leng Xunze was particularly disobedient, and he had scolded Ou Ziqing in front of her more than once.
Now, she felt Leng Xunze was going too far.
Leng Xunze glanced at Leng Xue, "He is not my father. If you don't want him to embarrass himself, don't let him provoke me!"
Leng Xue looked at him, "You are too arrogant now."
Ou Ziqing's lips curved upwards as she held Leng Xue's hand and comforted her, "Xue'er, Xunze is just like this. I don't mind, so don't get angry."
Wen Yan could hardly listen anymore. She looked at Leng Xue and said, "Madam Leng, I'd like to say something."
Leng Xue turned to look at her, "What do you want to say? Let me tell you, I will never agree to you entering my Leng family's door."
Wen Yan shook her head and smiled, "Madam Leng, what I want to say is that no matter what, Leng Xunze is your son. Do you think your son is less important than an outsider?"
Leng Xunze remained silent.
Leng Xue frowned, "What do you mean?"
A cold glint flashed in Ou Ziqing's eyes. This Wen Yan had to be dealt with, otherwise, she might cause all his efforts to come to naught.
Wen Yan continued, "I just want to say that Madam Leng, you shouldn't just believe your husband's one-sided story. You should think carefully about why your son doesn't get along with your husband."
Upon hearing this, Leng Xue felt that Wen Yan's words had some merit. Perhaps she should indeed consider why Leng Xunze and Ou Ziqing didn't get along.
However, she still disliked Wen Yan speaking to her like this. She said calmly, "Miss Wen, I will handle my family matters myself."
Wen Yan said nothing further.
Leng Xunze looked at Wen Yan and said, "Wen Yan is my wife. If you have nothing else, you may leave."