Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wen Jie was stunned the minute she saw Nalan Jing and realized the familiarity. He was the one who had helped her at the hospital the other day.
Wen Jie had had a good impression of him from the beginning. She wanted to ask him some questions, but it wasn’t the right time and place.
“Grandma, I want to eat the big cake,” Xixi whined in her childish voice.
Wen Jie regained her composure. She looked at Xixi and patted her chubby cheek. “Okay, I’ll cut the cake for you.”
Wen Jie reached for the knife and went to cut the cake.
The knife went down slowly. Xixi rubbed her hands anxiously, impatient to eat the cake.
“Watch out!”
Before Wen Jie’s knife fully cut through the cake, Nalan Chunbo had lunged forward and pulled Wen Jie aside, then kicked the cart with the cake in the opposite direction forcefully.
Bomb!
The cake on the cart exploded instantly, blasting the creamy creation in all directions.
“Agh!”
Loud screams resonated across the hall followed by a chaotic stampede of people rushing out.
Instantly, Gu Tianmu stood in front of Wen Jie, pressing Xixi’s small head into his shoulder.
In the midst of the screams, shots of gunfire abruptly started, and a group of men in black suits barged in and surrounded all the people in the hall.
Ye Yuwei was looking after Wen Jie, who had been frightened by the blast. When she looked up, she saw Wen Lan walking through the door.
Wen Lan was clapping as she swept into the hall.
Wen Jie pushed Ye Yuwei away and glared at the woman who had walked in.
“It’s my sister’s birthday. How can I, your elder sister, miss out?” Wen Lan hissed, a wicked smile on her face. She seemed fit at the age of sixty, but her features were twisted in jealousy, turning her face unpleasant.
Wen Lan scanned the line of people. She glanced at Gu Tianmu and then at Nalan Jing, who stood on the other side of Wen Jie. The hatred and contempt in her eyes escalated.
After seeing Wen Lan, Ye Yuwei thought about the Wen Lan she saw on the cruise. They looked so similar, with only very slight differences between them. No wonder she couldn’t be recognized, she had someone play the role of a terminally ill Wen Lan.
Wen Jie kept her glare on Wen Lan as well, watching Wen Lan approach her step by step. She pushed Ye Yuwei’s hands away and nudged Gu Tianmu from blocking her, advancing forward.
Wen Jie and Wen Lan were half-sisters, so they shared several similar facial features.
“Sister, long time no see. It’s been a while,” Wen Jie murmured and stopped half a step away from Wen Lan. Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Wen Lan’s face.
This slap was more severe than the one she had given Gu Tianmu the other day.
Perhaps because this was the real Wen Lan. Last time, Wen Jie didn’t slap that woman as hard as now.
Wen Lan’s head had turned with the force of Wen Jie’s slap.
“Do you know why I slapped you?” Wen Jie’s hand was prickling, so she kept clenching and unclenching it.
Wen Lan reached up and touched her reddened cheek. She stopped the men she had brought along from charging forward and glared at Wen Jie. “Just because of that little bitch, you—”
Slap!
Wen Lan was interrupted by another slap, but this time it was Nalan Jing who had acted.
“I never hit a woman, but you are not even considered a human.” Nalan Jing glared at the woman who had fallen to the floor because of the slap, his expression merciless.
The moment Wen Lan fell, the men behind her took out their guns and aimed them at the line of people. Gu Tianmu passed the children to Ye Yuwei and ordered someone to take them away.
Gu Juexi handed Ye Xicheng to Yuan Mo’s father. He patted Ye Yuwei’s shoulder anxiously and whispered, “Get out of here now.”
