Hai Bo smiled with relief, looking at the sensible girl who was as understanding as ever. "Okay."
Just as Wen Yan was about to help Hai Bo leave, she looked up and saw Leng Xunze walking in from outside.
The man wore a black suit, and his cold, handsome face made him appear even more aloof.
Seeing Leng Xunze enter, the middle-aged man stepped forward.
Song Na's gaze had been following Leng Xunze, and then she glanced at Wen Yan. She felt a pang of regret, thinking that if Wen Ya weren't so useless, she would have already witnessed Wen Yan being divorced by Leng Xunze.
At this moment, however, she couldn't stand Leng Xunze being so good to Wen Yan.
With that thought, she left the hall directly.
The middle-aged man's lips curved slightly. "Xunze, why are you only arriving now?"
Leng Xunze casually replied, "Something delayed me. I'll explain later."
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards Wen Yan.
Wen Yan watched the man approaching her, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. This man always stood by her side when she needed help the most.
"How did you find Hai Bo?" A hint of tenderness flickered in Wen Yan's eyes.
Leng Xunze's voice was deep. "It's Zuo An's efficiency."
Wen Yan said, "Thank you, then."
Leng Xunze looked at her bright, sparkling eyes and a faint smile touched his lips.
Seeing Leng Xunze's attitude towards Wen Yan, the middle-aged man had already made a judgment.
He had never seen Leng Xunze treat any woman so well. It seemed Miss Wen was truly cherished by Leng Xunze.
Yuan Jiaruo leaned in and said with a smile, "Brother Xunze, if you had arrived a little earlier, you could have helped my sister-in-law teach that Wen Ya a lesson."
Leng Xunze raised an eyebrow at this. "Even if I hadn't come, your sister-in-law wouldn't have suffered."
However, the Wen Corporation and Wen Shihao would have to be taught a lesson.
He understood Wen Yan quite well.
Hearing this, a warmth spread through Wen Yan's heart.
...
At the same time.
Wen Shihao was rushing to the company, his face grim. He called his assistant, "Why are the stocks of the Wen Corporation falling so rapidly!"
While he was negotiating a partnership, the other party received a call and suddenly left without a word.
Later, when he checked the company's stock, it was in a freefall.
"Mr. Wen, you don't know yet." The assistant's voice was cautious over the phone.
Wen Shihao had lost his patience. "What exactly happened? Speak quickly!"
The assistant's face changed in fear, and he recounted everything that had happened in the Yuan family hall. "Mr. Wen, if you look at the news online now, you'll understand everything."
Wen Shihao, sitting in the car, clenched his fists and ordered, "Immediately find a way to resolve this, and have that news taken down."
"Do your best to stabilize the stock market!"
He had always thought his daughter was a sensible person.
Now, everything she had painstakingly built was ruined.
The assistant replied with some difficulty, "Mr. Wen, the public now knows that you are a morally corrupt person who abandoned his wife and daughter and allowed a mistress to live in the house. No company is willing to cooperate with us."
Wen Shihao heard this, rubbed his forehead, and angrily said, "Can't you think of a way? I'm going home. I don't care about anything else, but the stock market must be stabilized."
Then, regardless of what the assistant said, he hung up and headed home.
Half an hour later.
Wen Shihao arrived home and entered the living room. He didn't see Wen Ya, but instead saw Madam Wen blow-drying her hair on the sofa.
As he approached, he could faintly smell the scent of rotten eggs on the woman, which made him frown.
Madam Wen heard the movement and turned to see Wen Shihao's grim expression. She already knew what had happened. She stood up and said, "Husband, people outside already know about what happened back then. What should we do?"
She had been shopping with ladies from high society, but then one of them looked at her phone, and her attitude towards Madam Wen completely changed.
She even said not to ask her to go shopping again.
Madam Wen left the mall inexplicably, and then was cursed at and had rotten eggs thrown at her by a group of middle-aged women, who called her a mistress.
That's when she understood what was happening.
"It's all the mess your precious daughter stirred up!" Wen Shihao said unhappily.
Madam Wen quickly replied, "Husband, the priority now is to resolve this matter quickly. Ya'er didn't do it on purpose."
Wen Shihao sighed. "Tell her to contact her immediately. You and she should stay home for the next few days."
He then sat down on the sofa.
Madam Wen nodded. Even if she wanted to go out, she couldn't.
She was afraid of being pelted with rotten eggs again.
Meanwhile.
Wen Ya returned to the company and saw that everyone's gaze towards her had changed. She hated this feeling of falling from grace.
Then, she suddenly received a termination call from the company and news of her dismissal from Ye Shu's crew, which almost drove her mad.
As she walked out of the hall, she remembered that her dismissal was all because of Wen Yan, and she clenched her fists in anger.
Damn it!
Wen Yan, I won't let you off.
No, she absolutely couldn't be fired.
She immediately called Song Na, "Miss Song..."
"You still have the nerve to call me? I wanted to see Wen Yan ruined, and what did you do? Don't call me again."
Wen Yan listened to the scolding and said ingratiatingly, "Miss Song, I have a way to deal with Wen Yan. Help me one more time."
"You're infamous now. If I give you another chance, won't I be dragged down with you?"
Wen Ya tried to explain, but the next second, she was met with a busy signal.
Her face turned pale. As she walked forward, several women dressed in simple clothes walked towards her.
Wen Ya looked up and asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"
"You're the mistress's daughter, just as shameless as your mother."
As one of the women spoke, she picked up rotten vegetable leaves from her basket and threw them at Wen Ya's face.
"What Miss Wen family? Just a clown who usurped a magpie's nest!"
"Sisters, teach her a lesson! Let her know the fate of a mistress's daughter."
Rotten vegetable leaves, cakes, and mineral water were all thrown at Wen Ya's face.
Wen Ya covered her face and screamed, "Ah!"
In a short while, she was a mess. Her expensive dress was soaked and clung to her, making her shiver from the cold.
Wen Yan, I will make you pay for all the humiliation I've suffered. Just you wait.
Listening to the curses and insults, Wen Ya could no longer bear it. She turned and ran away, crying.
Seeing Wen Ya run, the women cursed and chased after her, "Don't let her get away, sisters, chase!"
As they spoke, they took out their phones and took pictures of Wen Ya.
Young Master Feng said to make this woman as pathetic as possible, and there would be a large sum of money waiting for her. Of course, she had to put in the effort.
...
Yuan Family Hall.
After Wen Yan and Leng Xunze attended the birthday banquet, as they were leaving the hall, Wen Yan received a message.