“Cai Qinyue, stop imagining useless things. Furthermore, you have no right to intervene in our family affairs. You and my brother have already divorced. You have no relationship with the Wen family anymore, let alone the Jian family!” Wen Nuan huffed back.
“Tch, why are you being aggressive to me? In the future, you may be keeping me company when we’re visiting the prison!”
Cai Qinyue mocked Wen Nuan. She was ridiculing Wen Nuan’s current situation.
“Whatever you say,” Wen Nuan replied. She was not bothered to argue with this woman.
Then, Wen Nuan turned around to tell the servants of the Wen family: “In the future, don’t let this woman enter the door of the Wen Residence.”
Upon hearing this, Cai Qinyue yelled in anger: “Wen Nuan, you’re already married! How dare you instruct the servants of the Wen family to not let me enter the house! Even if I’m divorced with Wen Cheng, I’m still Wen Ruo’s mother!”
Wen Nuan looked at her before she walked away.
Naturally, the servants of the Wen family chose to listen to Wen Nuan and not Cai Qinyue.
Cai Qinyue gritted her teeth in anger as she cursed: “You b*tch. Just wait. There will be a day when you cry!”
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Later that day, the situation in the Wen Residence became very gloomy.
Grandma Wen became sick. Before Wen Ruo’s matter was settled, Jian Yiling’s matter came up.
Everyone in Beijing knew about this. They were saying that a big fight was going to happen between the Qin family and the Zhai family. As a result, Jian Yiling, who was the most crucial link between them, was widely criticized by everyone.
Grandma Wen leaned against the sofa. Her face was pale and her voice was sad: “Wen Nuan, what exactly did we do to suffer so much this year? Why are these things happening one after another?”
Wen Cheng’s situation was even more terrible.
After Wen Ruo’s incident, Wen Cheng refused to leave his room for a few days. It was as though he was living in a nightmare. Before recovering from this nightmare, his niece got into trouble as well.
It was as though he had lost his soul: “Wen Nuan, how is Yiling doing?”
“Father, Mother, Brother, please don’t worry. Yiling is fine,” Wen Nuan said comfortingly.
“I hope that Yiling’s name will be cleared. They must find the real culprit and return her innocence,” Grandma Wen sighed.
“Father, Mother, we firmly believe that Yiling was framed and wrongly accused,” Wen Nuan said. She was rather emotional.
Jian Shuxing patted his wife’s hand to comfort her. At the same time, he was also telling himself to be at ease.
Grandpa Wen: “We also believe that Yiling is not that kind of person.”
Grandpa Wen was now also unquestionably on his granddaughter’s side.
Then, Grandpa Wen sighed: “Wen Nuan, we really want to help you but we don’t know how to help.”
“Father, I understand.”
Wen Nuan and Jian Shuxing were in the same boat. Other than patiently waiting at home for news, they just hoped that their sons could do something to help Yiling.
Wen Cheng worriedly asked: “Wen Nuan, will Yiling be given up by the Zhai family?”
If the Zhai family chose to give up on Jian Yiling, the Jian family and the Wen family alone would not be enough to fight the Qin family.
This would put Jian Yiling in great danger.
“No, that won’t happen. Master Sheng is not that kind of person,” Wen Nuan replied with certainty. “Even though we haven’t spent much time with him, we know that he treats Yiling very well. In addition, Yiling trusts him a lot.”
“I truly hope so. If they really decide to give up on her, then the Jian family and the Wen family will have to fight the Qin family with our backs against the river,” Grandpa Wen said. There was little strength in his voice. It was as though he was physically and mentally exhausted.
