??Chapter 214: Chapter 113 The Gilded Tower_2
Chapter 214: Chapter 113 The Gilded Tower_2
As she descended with Wen Yangzhi’s arm in hers, Mrs. Chen happened to arrive.
When Zhao Qin paid attention again to Yun Yuwan,
Yun Yuwan was showing off the banquet hall’s fresh flowers to everyone, and unconsciously, they all gathered around her, holding their wine glasses and naturally discussing:
“Oh, so this kind of flower must have all its leaves removed for the floral arrangent, no wonder mine never blood in the vase and just molded.”
“Should this bud be cut off, too?”
“For multi-headed roses, the buds should be trimd, otherwise they sap the nutrients.”
“There’s so much to consider.”
n who knew nothing about floral arts also watched from the side.
An otherwise dull banquet rely filled with discussions and pleasantries could be stirred by the slightest thing, enough to draw the attention of everyone present.
The guests ford a loose circle around Yun Yuwan, chatting about gossip and business, occasionally inquiring curiously about the details of flower arrangent, creating a relaxed atmosphere and opportunities for conversation.
And naturally, she left a good impression on everyone.
Zhao Qin watched Yun Yuwan from afar, poised amidst the crowd.
Just days before, Zhao Qin had taken pride in this, but at that mont, with Yun Yuwan standing beside Wen Yangzhi, she felt like she was being pricked by needles.
Why did it have to be Yun Yuwan, Lou Wanyi’s daughter?
anwhile, Yun Yuwan was serenely interacting with the guests within the crowd.
At the end of the banquet, Mrs. Chen still held onto Yun Yuwan’s hand, reluctant to let go.
But once the banquet was over, she knew she still had to face what needed to be faced.
Wen Yangzhi and Yun Yuwan sat in the car in silence on the way ho, Yun Yuwan simply leaning on his shoulder and holding his arm, drawing so sense of security.
When the car stopped in front of the old mansion, Yun Yuwan entered through the front door first, only to see Zhao Qin sitting in the main hall, still in her evening gown, her face as pale as death, void of any emotion.
The light was dim, and Zhao Qin’s eyes were hollow as she watched her, as calm as the sea before a tsunami; Zhao Qin’s eerie silence made Yun Yuwan inexplicably afraid.
Zhao Qin spoke: “I have sothing to say to you, co here.”
Yun Yuwan nodded silently in response.
Just as the words left her mouth, Wen Yangzhi walked in from the entrance.
His tall figure seed to carry the dampness of the mist, holding gifts from guests for the Wen Wei couple.
He walked straight to the coffee table and set down the gift bag: “The gifts from the guests, from Prosecutor Zhao and the Yang Family of the liquor industry, contain an old pit glass jade bangle; you should like it.”
But Zhao Qin suddenly erupted, advancing a few steps: “Like? The daughter I raised in my ho is now together with my son, how am I supposed to like that! Do I like that you went behind my back or that you deceived
from the start, making
and your father look like fools who know nothing!”
She approached Wen Yangzhi, looking up at him: “Why must you get mixed up with Yun Yuwan! You clearly know whose daughter she is, why do you treat your mother this way, betraying
just like your father did! I’m your real mother!”
Yun Yuwan was startled: “Auntie, I—”
But Zhao Qin shouted her down: “Shut up!”
The rage in Zhao Qin’s heart seed to erupt like a volcano in an instant:
“I took you here and there to et influential people in the hopes that you’d thrive in this circle, not to see you standing with my son in front of everyone, looking like a loving couple. I called you every year, asking you to co ho for the holidays, not to seduce my son!”
Yun Yuwan stood shocked in place, unable to believe that a relative who had raised her would say such things.
Wen Yangzhi stepped directly in front of Yun Yuwan, his voice deep and indifferent:
“Stop it, I was the one who asked her to co back to the country.”
Zhao Qin was on the verge of collapse, moving forward to push Wen Yangzhi away: “You are my son! My son! Why are you defending soone else!”
But Wen Yangzhi’s tall figure pressed down imposingly, his lips parting to say sothing cool and casual: “Have you ever spoken up for ? From childhood until now?”
His gaze was too cold, like he was looking at a stranger, without even a hint of hatred or resentnt; he simply looked at her dispassionately, stating the facts.
His only goal was to calm her down, to prevent her from hurting the person behind him.
Zhao Qin suddenly froze.
Yun Yuwan didn’t know what had happened, but Zhao Qin’s reaction told her that Wen Yangzhi had been wronged, and his birth mother had been nothing but a bystander, otherwise she would have been able to contradict him.
Her heart trembled like a fragile fla in the abrupt wind.
From childhood till now, Wen Yangzhi’s birth mother had never spoken a word for him.
What kind of mother was that.
Not even once, which ant that from small matters to big ones, his mother had never taken his side; his closest kin had always been in the camp of others ever since his birth.
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