Knocking on the car door, Jiang Ruanqing pulled the door handle.
Wen Minhao twirled his phone around and took a moment to free a hand to open the door.
The air inside the car was stuffy as none of the windows were open, and the smell of cigarette smoke lingered. Jiang Ruanqing stood outside the door, looking disgusted.
"Where's the money?"
The bank card was in her pocket, and Jiang Ruanqing kept her hand in it. "A woman who hasn't officially married into the Wen family is not allowed to give birth to a Wen heir."
Wen Minhao, who had been reclined in the seat, instantly sat up. His eyes widened as he urgently demanded, "Who told you that?"
Only the person involved would know it well.
There was still a shred of doubt in Jiang Ruanqing's heart. After hearing this response, her doubt was completely dispelled. "It doesn't matter who told me. Since you haven't been willing to come back these days, you should handle this matter as soon as possible. Don't say your father won't agree. I won't either."
The Wen family was well - known in Licheng. They couldn't tolerate a woman with no advantages who only knew how to use her pregnancy to get what she wanted.
After a few seconds of thought, Wen Minhao sneered. "Did that bitch Wen Sining tell you?"
Observing Jiang Ruanqing's expression carefully, he continued, "Good for you. You've learned to tattle. If she can tell you today, she'll probably tell Wen Shiqian tomorrow."
The angrier he got, the less pleasant his expression became. He rushed out of the car and reached into Jiang Ruanqing's pocket.
Wen Minhao was more eager for money than anything else. Jiang Ruanqing couldn't stop him, and he snatched the bank card away.
"Damn it!" Jiang Ruanqing cursed as she looked at the red - scratched back of her hand.
Without saying a single kind word, Wen Minhao got back into the car and drove away.
"Minhao! Wen Minhao!" Jiang Ruanqing stamped her foot in anger. Helplessly, she tightened the collar of her shirt and watched the car disappear.
With money in hand, life became naturally more carefree. Wen Minhao's group of cronies had been waiting for him to come with money for gambling, but he changed his plan after contacting them.
The car returned to the Lu Mansion. Wen Minhao wore a black baseball cap. He left his car behind and walked with his head down along the wall towards the Lu residence.
It was dinner time when Wen Sining received a message from Qiao Xi. Learning that her friend was in trouble, she didn't even think twice and made up an excuse to go out.
It was getting late, and the old master was naturally worried about her. After some tug - of - war, Wen Sining had to agree to be driven there by the chauffeur.
"Madam, come back early." Uncle Bai stood at the door and watched Wen Sining get into the car.
Wen Sining nodded and closed the car door.
After telling the driver the destination, the car started moving.
Wen Minhao stood under a street lamp. The light from the lampshade above elongated his shadow and cast it on the road.
The wheels rolled over it. Wen Sining in the car accidentally caught a glimpse of him in the side - view mirror.
They had lived together for more than a decade. Wen Sining would recognize his figure and appearance even if he were turned to ashes.
Was he here for the phone?
There were two phones lying flat in the cross - body bag on her shoulder.
"Stop the car!"
As soon as her voice fell, the driver stepped on the brake. The car was not driving fast, so it came to a relatively smooth stop.
"I forgot something. Wait for me here." Without waiting for the driver's response, Wen Sining got out and walked back the way she came. Her steps gradually slowed down.
Wen Minhao was sneaking around at the gate of the Lu residence. He was hiding behind the greenery, thinking he was invisible to everyone.
Right above him was a surveillance camera at the Lu residence's entrance. Every move of his had been captured on camera since he approached the area.
"Aren't you cousin? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Wen Sining walked up behind him casually.
Wen Minhao was so startled that he jumped. He turned his knees backward and bared his big front teeth as he menacingly approached Wen Sining.
"There are cameras all around. Cousin, you'd better hold back your anger. If the old master sees this, it'll be hard to explain." Wen Sining pointed at the camera flashing red in the darkness.
Wen Minhao lowered his raised fist. He wasn't stupid enough to make an enemy of the Lu family. But he was still annoyed by Wen Sining's behavior. He spat disgustedly at her feet. "What are you so proud of? Do you know that Lu Luochen has a woman outside? You're just relying on the Wen family name. If you didn't have that, do you think you could be the future mistress of the Lu family?"
Did he have the nerve to mention the Wen family?
A smile played on Wen Sining's lips. She stepped closer to him. "What about you, cousin? Can the women you have outside marry into the Wen family?"
Wen Minhao was hit right in his weak spot. He instantly turned hostile. He grabbed Wen Sining's wrist and his cold gaze fell on the scar on her face.
He had wanted to tear off that scar for a long time. Wen Minhao's hand quickly reached for her face.
His movement was smooth, but the result was not what he expected.
Wen Sining grabbed his hand and gently twisted his arms to both sides, pinning them around his neck.
The pain made Wen Minhao's face turn red. He wanted to resist but couldn't.
"Do you think if I scream right now, the people inside will think of you?" Wen Sining whispered in his ear.
The people inside were from the Lu family, and their reactions would all depend on the old master's.
Wen Minhao tried to get closer to Wen Sining. Shortening the distance could also reduce the pain.
"Don't provoke me easily. It won't do you any good." Wen Sining took off his hat and threw it on the ground. She stepped on it with her foot, as if she were stepping on Wen Minhao's head.
Wen Minhao's scalp tingled. He swallowed hard. For the first time, he felt the horror beneath her smile.
"Mr. Lu!"
A figure appeared in the darkness.
Wen Sining turned her head, and Wen Minhao pushed her away.
There was no Lu Luochen at all. It was just a baseless lie from him.
Wen Sining looked at the smug Wen Minhao and sneered.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Wen Minhao provocatively challenged. "Soon, I'll make you crawl at my feet and beg me. Actually, it's very simple for me to let you off. You just need to be willing to be with me..."
Half - way through his sentence, Wen Minhao showed a disgusting smile on his face.
Following his gaze, Wen Sining looked down at her chest.
Oh, wishful thinking!
Wen Sining pretended to be scared and whispered, "What should I do?"
It felt great to be asked like this. Wen Minhao arrogantly lifted his chin. "It's very simple. Be my woman."
Ugh!
Wen Sining felt like throwing up. Did he really think that just because he had a name, all women would be crazy about him?
Even Lu Luochen didn't mean much to Wen Sining. Would she become his plaything because of a few words from him?
Although she was mocking him in her heart, Wen Sining gave him false hope on the surface.
She placed her delicate hand on her chest, and her plump and rounded fingernail landed on the first button.