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"What?" Feng Jian was also stunned. He understood the meaning of He Long's words, raised his eyebrows and said with a mocking smile: "So I joined the Li family enterprise, and all this is to humiliate your Miss Wanyun? I am so obsessed with your eldest lady that I even want to get married to her?"
Wanyun thought Feng Jian¡¯s words were a rhetorical question. It means that what he just said is completely, completely and absolutely impossible to happen.
But why did everyone present turn their heads to look at her?
Since Wan Jin heard Wan Yun's name, he raised his head suddenly and his whole face turned pale.
Standing next to Wan Jin is her friend Hong Ying, a rich girl with a bad temper. The eighteen-year-old girl couldn't bear her temper and pulled Wan Jin towards Wan Yun angrily. Before Wanyun could speak, Hongying sneered softly: "Li Wanyun, you really deserve the title of good sister!"
Wan Yun felt a little pain in her temples. She was sure that except for today, she had nothing to do with Feng Jian. And that's what Feng Jian wanted to express, but he was just, just too incapable of speaking.
"Mr. Feng is joking." Wanyun said, "It's just a misunderstanding."
Hong Ying sneered: "Yes, Sister Yun and Mr. Feng are so familiar with each other. Naturally, you can tell which people he speaks three-point words to and which people he speaks ten-cent words to."
Wan Yun just ignored it and said to Wan Jin, "There is nothing between Mr. Feng and me."
Hong Ying had already noticed that the most beautiful woman in this circle did not like her, so she laughed sarcastically again: "Indeed it's nothing yet. If there really was something, sister, you would have long ago"
Wan Yun remained calm and looked at her lightly. Hong Ying kept the rest of her words in her mouth.
Wan Jin raised his head and said, "Sister, what mom and Feng Jian just said is true?"
Wan Yun faced her sister's strange and hurt eyes. Besides having a headache, she felt her mouth was bitter. She was not good at explaining in public: "Today"
Wan Jin took a step back and said in a low voice, "Sister, have you known Feng Jian for a long time?"
¡ª¡ªA man once came up to her and treated her as an adult. He gently told her that he had seen her when she was eight years old and hugged her. An eighteen-year-old girl's understanding of fate is limited to this, and can be extended to marriage. But Feng Jian once knew her sister?
Wan Jin stared straight at Wan Yun. Under the beautiful lighting, she has a standard beauty face, with slightly raised eyebrows when looking at people, and a delicate profile, which does not give people a particularly weak and pitiful impression. Wan Yun is indifferent, quiet, and elegant, and her posture when holding a wine glass is impeccable. No one in the upper class can match her.
¡°Is it because Feng Jian was rejected by such a sister that she decided to settle for the next best thing and marry herself?
Wan Jin was already convinced. The little girl was speechless. Tears burst out of her eyes. She was angry and disappointed and raised her voice: "Sister, have you known Mr. Feng for a long time?"
Wan Ling came over and said, "I don't think Feng Jian meant that, even if he met Wan Yun first"
"I don't know Feng Jian." Wan Yun said solemnly, "Before today, I had never had anything to do with him. Mr. Feng never knew me either."
Wan Jin raised his head when he heard the words, there were still tears in his eyes, but his face was gentler. Wanyun always meant what he said, and the little girl finally let Wanyun gently hold her hand.
"Then why" she asked doubtfully.
"It's just a misunderstanding. I'll explain it to you later." Wan Yun settled his sister.
He Long and Feng Jian outside were already alarmed at this time. They turned around and saw the scene in the hall, their expressions changed, and they hurried in.
He Long only felt that he was the one who was extremely unlucky. He gritted his teeth and smiled to excuse her and Feng Jian: "Hey, I'm still joking with Mr. Feng, why is it here -"
Wan Ling, however, lowered her face and said directly to Feng Jian: "Mr. Feng, you will be my brother-in-law from now on and the man who will be responsible for my sister's life! But if I ask you something now, you have to answer me honestly. : Before today, did you know my eldest sister Wanyun?"
Feng Jian hesitated for a moment. He was not used to lying to women. Facing Wan Jin's tearful and aggrieved deer-like eyes, he remained silent for a long time. Feng Jian nodded and admitted: "Although I knew Miss Li before," before everyone In the strange eyes, he continued to explain, "But"
Wan Yun only felt that the little hand in her palm stiffened for an instant. Before she could defend herself to her sister, she was hit hard in the face. She couldn't help but take a step back and bumped into Feng Jian.
"Li Wanyun, you lied!" Hong Ying screamed.
"Hongying! What are you doing?" Seeing someone touching her most beloved daughter, He Long's expression suddenly changed, and she shouted and hit the person.??Hongying shouted.
Feng Jian subconsciously stabilized Wanyun who was stumbling in front of him. Their eyes met in the flash of lightning, and they both had mixed feelings.
Wan Yun is worried. Why is this man so blind?
Feng Jian, however, wondered impatiently, what on earth was this noble and cold Miss Li telling her sister and mother behind her back? It's really the biggest trouble in history!
The next second, Feng Jian let go of the hand that was supporting her, and Wan Yun stood up straight on her own. The two of them were each in a state of uncertainty.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, the scene where the two looked at each other deeply was just a look at each other, which was unclear.
"Jinjin, look, this is your good sister!" Hong Ying shouted angrily, "Look! Look! They are still fighting!"
Wan Jin¡¯s tears fell on the spot. At this moment, business marriage has torn off its tender veil, revealing its hideous ugliness. The little angel was the center of attention for the first time in his life, but it was this kind of focus.
Surprised, hurt, embarrassed, and at a loss.
Wan Jin hurriedly wiped the tears from his cheeks, then took Hong Ying's hand and hurried out of the hall. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com