A moment later, Jiang Ruanqing covered her face and began to wail loudly. While crying, she cursed:
"Wen Shiqian, you heartless man! I was really blind to have taken a fancy to you back then. If it weren't for my Jiang family's support, how could you have reached your current position? You ungrateful wretch! Now you've started to despise me..."
The angrier she got while scolding, the sadder she became. Finally, she cried so hard that she couldn't even speak. Her eyes, which were already swollen like walnuts, were now so puffy that there was only a slit left.
Just then, her phone that had fallen on the ground suddenly received a message. She subconsciously looked down, was immediately stunned, then quickly picked up the phone and zoomed in on the photos to take a closer look. After seeing clearly who was in the photos, she was so angry that she tightly clutched the phone and roared, "Wen Shiqian, I won't let you off!"
On the phone screen, there were several photos lying there.
The background of the first photo was a gynecology hospital in Licheng. At the hospital entrance, Wen Shiqian was carefully holding the hand of a pregnant woman.
The second photo was taken in the obstetrics outpatient department. Wen Shiqian was accompanying the woman for a check - up.
The third photo was also taken at the hospital entrance. The woman was holding her belly and standing on tiptoe to give Wen Shiqian a kiss on the cheek.
The person who sent these photos to her was the wife of a former boss who had cooperated with the Wen Group.
Jiang Ruanqing had always been on bad terms with her. Whenever they got together, they would often taunt each other. But at that time, the Wen Group hadn't declined as much as it had now, so the other woman had always been inferior to her and had endured a lot of her mockery. Therefore, it was obvious that she had malicious intentions in sending these photos.
Sure enough, after these photos, the other woman sent a few messages.
"Mrs. Wen, am I seeing things right? This should be Mr. Wen, right?"
"Mrs. Wen, when did you get plastic surgery? The woman in Mr. Wen's arms doesn't look like you at all."
"Mrs. Wen, looking at her belly, she must be at least five months pregnant. I'd like to congratulate you in advance on the birth of your precious child."
Looking at the other woman's words that were like sharp swords, Jiang Ruanqing was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She directly replied with a single word, "Get lost!" and then blocked her!
She carefully looked at the photos sent by the other woman. In each photo, the woman's face was clearly captured.
The woman was very beautiful. More importantly, she looked to be only about twenty - five or twenty - six years old, about the same age as Wen Minhao!
Jiang Ruanqing stared fixedly at the woman in the photo and her obviously bulging belly, gnashing her teeth and saying, "You little slut, just you wait! I will never let you go!"
...
Wen Sining had no idea what kind of messy things were happening in the Wen family. At this moment, she was in the Lu family mansion, playing mahjong with several old men.
There were three old men and her, which made four people exactly. Just in time, Mr. Lu had gotten bored of playing chess recently. So Wen Sining's smart little brain came up with an idea and she immediately said, "Let's play mahjong. Mahjong is also a very brain - consuming game, and it requires four people. Grandpa Xiao and Uncle Bai can also join us."
Mr. Lu thought it was a good idea and nodded in agreement. So now this scene appeared -
"Ningning, come and help me take a look. Have I won?" Mr. Lu, wearing reading glasses, looked at the cards in front of him uncertainly.
Wen Sining went over to take a look and said, "Not yet, Grandpa. You still need to take one more card, and then discard the extra one to be in a waiting - to - win situation."
"Oh, I see." Mr. Lu had an expression of sudden realization.
Just then, Dr. Xiao discarded a six - dot tile. Mr. Lu immediately waved his hand and said, "Everyone stay still. This is mine. I'll take it."
Wen Sining watched with a smile as Mr. Lu took the tile she needed to win and then discarded a two - ten - thousand tile.
Uncle Bai was sitting next to Mr. Lu. Uncle Bai had been a mahjong master when he was young. He could have won with the two - ten - thousand tile, but he didn't. Instead, he continued to draw a tile and discarded an eight - bamboo tile.
"I win!" Mr. Lu laughed out loud, directly turned over the cards in front of him, took the eight - bamboo tile that Uncle Bai had discarded, and put it in his own set. Then he showed off and raised his eyebrows at Mr. Xiao, saying,
"I said, old Xiao, are you okay? We've been playing for so long, and you haven't won a single hand yet. Your mahjong skills are really, really bad."
Mr. Xiao rolled his eyes.
"It's just a small win. I don't know what you're so proud of."
"You don't care what kind of win it is. Anyway, I won. It's better than you not even winning a small hand." Mr. Lu proudly shook his head.
"You just wait. Next hand, I'll make a big win, one hand worth ten of yours!" Mr. Xiao said not to be outdone.
"Okay, Grandpa Lu, Grandpa Xiao. This is just a game. Why are you two arguing like little kids? If you keep this up, I won't play anymore." Wen Sining pouted slightly. Only then did Mr. Lu and Mr. Xiao restrain their tempers. They each snorted at the other and then started a new round of battle.
Wen Sining and Uncle Bai looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
While the four people at the mahjong table were having a great time, on the other side, Lu Luochen was sitting on the living - room sofa, having a video conference on his computer.
After the four people started a new game of mahjong, his video conference ended at the same time. He stood up and walked to Mr. Lu's side, watching him play.
Ten minutes later, the game ended. The winner this time was Mr. Xiao, who won with Mr. Lu's discarded tile.
Mr. Lu reluctantly took out five yuan from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Xiao. Then he turned around and kicked Lu Luochen.
"Get out of here. It's all because of you. As soon as you came, I started losing. Don't stand next to me. Go over there."
Mr. Lu directly kicked him to Wen Sining's side.
Wen Sining just gave him a faint glance and didn't say anything. She continued to play with these three "big friends" who were almost two hundred years old in total.
Just then, Uncle Bai suddenly stood up and said, "Sir, I've been sitting for too long. My back hurts. Could you take my place for a few rounds?"
Everyone present knew that Uncle Bai had a back injury, so no one doubted his words.
Looking at Mr. Lu, who was in high spirits, Lu Luochen nodded and sat down in Uncle Bai's seat.
He had never played mahjong before, but after watching one round of their game, he roughly understood the rules and played quite skillfully.
In his first round on the table, Lu Luochen got a self - drawn win. Mr. Lu pouted and handed him the money. Then he quickly shouted to Uncle Bai, "Old Bai, come and play quickly. This stinky boy is too smart. It's no fun playing with him!"
Lu Luochen rubbed his nose and smiled helplessly. In the end, he deliberately let Mr. Lu win several times, and only then did Mr. Lu become happy again.