MMH Chapter 41

Wen Yan originally intended to stay at school for further internship. The deputy dean’s project lasted for two years, and he had to stay at school even during winter and summer vacations. In order to go to Hongcheng, he asked the deputy dean for a long vacation.

The deputy dean heard that he was going to get engaged. Although surprised that he, at such a young age, had settled such a major life event, he did not stop him. He even gave him a red envelope and blessed him.

Wen Yan had talent, and he was sensitive to data. The deputy dean intended to take him as a closed-door disciple.

However, Wen Yan was only a freshman, and the deputy dean was not in a hurry. But everyone in the college knew that Wen Yan was the disciple favored by the deputy dean, and they took good care of him.

When Wen Yan and Wen Xueli arrived in Hongcheng, it was the beginning of the twelfth lunar month.

The weather in Haicheng was cold, although it did not snow, the climate was damp and cold because it was close to the seaside.

On the other hand, it was sunny in Hongcheng, not much different from summer. Wearing a T-shirt was even a bit hot.

The two went first to Wen Xueli’s villa.

After Grandpa Wen passed away, Wen Xueli also moved out of the old house. Although the old house was left to him, he didn’t want to live in a place where Grandpa Wen’s presence was everywhere, so he moved out.

During the summer vacation, Wen Yan lived in the villa and did not go to the old house.

This time, the two planned to get engaged in Hongcheng and then spend the New Year there before leaving.

During the summer, the butler and servants followed them to Haicheng, and this time they naturally followed the master’s family back. Even Aunt Liang was among them. The group of people arrived in Hongcheng by a chartered plane and grandly returned to the villa.

Wen Xueyi had been waiting at the villa early on, and several cousins were also there.

Everyone introduced themselves, and several cousins also gave gifts to Wen Yan.

This time, Wen Yan came prepared and also prepared some gifts. Although not very valuable, they were his heartfelt intentions.

Several cousins thanked one after another.

Wen Yan observed and found that although the elders of the Wen family were somewhat unreasonable, the relationship between Wen Xueli and his cousins was good.

This is good; he was afraid that it would be difficult for a man to feel comfortable if there were conflicts with the family in the future. With these cousins around, he believed that the man would feel better.

After some small talk, Wen Xueyi took his cousins to say goodbye, saying that he didn’t want to disturb the couple’s rest, and arranged to meet again tomorrow.

Wen Xueli had informed the family early on that he would take Wen Yan to the old house tomorrow.

Regardless of what the elders in the family thought, he had informed them anyway and didn’t care whether they attended or not.

Now that he was the head of the Wen family, he had the right to decide his own affairs.

Before leaving, Wen Xueyi hesitated for a moment and said, “Big brother, tomorrow might not be so simple. I heard that the second uncle, together with some other uncles, is planning to come and persuade you…”

Wen Xueli’s expression was calm. “It’s okay.”

Seeing that his big brother wasn’t too concerned, and considering his big brother’s abilities, Wen Xueyi didn’t say much more.

It was Wen Yan who had been listening on the side, feeling somewhat worried.

After Wen Xueyi and the others left, Wen Yan hugged the man’s waist and whispered, “Uncle, are we really going back to the old house tomorrow?”

He wasn’t afraid that the man couldn’t handle the Wen family; he was worried that the man would be hurt.

If they ended up quarreling and severing ties with the family, the man must feel uncomfortable.

Wen Xueli pinched his nose. “Don’t worry. Worst case, we’ll elope.”

Wen Yan knew the man was teasing him, smiled, and suddenly relaxed, no longer dwelling on it.

Anyway, no matter what, he couldn’t be separated from the man.

He would face all difficulties and obstacles with the man.

It was noon, and the two of them had a light meal before returning to the room to take a nap together.

After some time, Wen Yan was awakened by crying.

He groggily reached out his arm, wanting to snuggle into the man’s arms, but found them empty.

This surprised him, and he suddenly opened his eyes, realizing the man was not in bed.

At that moment, sharp cries came from downstairs.

He put on his clothes, went downstairs to find Wen Xueli, and saw two more women in the living room.

The middle-aged woman, in her forties, was dressed in a qipao adorned with jewels, exhibiting an air of wealth and luxury—typical attire for an affluent lady.

The young girl beside her looked to be in her early twenties, remarkably beautiful, wearing a snug black mini skirt that accentuated her excellent figure.

The older woman was wiping away tears, expressing something with righteous indignation.

Wen Xueli sat opposite them, remaining silent.

With his back to the stairs, Wen uttered, and Wen Yan couldn’t discern his emotions.

Feeling hesitant, Wen Yan considered whether to enter the living room.

The uncertainty arose from the unidentified status of the two women. What if they were relatives from the Wen family…

However, the observant young girl noticed him and nudged the middle-aged woman’s arm with her elbow.

The middle-aged woman immediately turned to look at Wen Yan, wiped away her tears, and said coldly, “You must be Wen Yan, right?”

Wen Yan stood somewhat awkwardly at the stairwell.

Although he didn’t know the reason, he could sense the hostility and disdain from the middle-aged woman.

Uncertain of the situation, he chose to remain silent.

At this moment, Wen Xueli turned back and beckoned him over, saying, “Baby, come here.”

Wen Yan detected something amiss.

While Wen Xueli never shied away from their relationship, the term “baby” was usually reserved for private or intimate moments, rarely used in front of outsiders.

He obediently walked over.

The man pulled him to sit beside him, lazily raised his gaze, looked at the middle-aged woman still with tears on her face, and said, “Auntie, I have something to attend to. I won’t entertain you. Please make yourself at home.”

So, this middle-aged woman was Wen Xueli’s aunt?

Wen Yan hesitated about whether to greet her, but considering that Wen Xueli hadn’t introduced her, and she held hostility towards him, he naturally didn’t want to invite trouble and remained silent.

Upon hearing Wen Xueli’s words, Aunt Wen’s face changed, and she began to cry again, “Xueli, I’m sorry to your grandfather and your parents. I didn’t raise you properly, leading you to like men. What if the main family line ends because of this in the future…”

She took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, displaying a look of heartbreaking sorrow, as if she was genuinely concerned about Wen Xueli.

However, the words she spoke were extremely repulsive.

Implicitly, liking men was equated to not being raised properly, and it would lead to the end of the family line…

Suddenly, Wen Yan realized why she harbored animosity towards him.

It was because she opposed Wen Xueli being with him.

Wen Xueli held Wen Yan’s hand and calmly spoke, “My grandfather raised me personally. Why would I need your guidance?”

Aunt Wen swallowed her words, staring at him with some displeasure.

Wen Xueli lifted his gaze and said coldly, “Besides, what kind of aunt are you? You’re just a distant cousin who’s five degrees removed. It’s none of your business to meddle in the affairs of the Wen family.”

So, she wasn’t a legitimate relative?

How peculiar. Even if Wen Xueli was raised by Grandpa Wen, he still had uncles and other relatives. Why would a distant cousin have the audacity to dictate matters?

Aunt Wen was left speechless, her face turning pale. Suddenly, she grabbed the hand of the young girl and said, “This is A’Feng. You’ve met her before. Although she is my husband’s younger brother’s daughter, I raised her personally. She’s bold. Take her in and let her bear you a son.” She glanced at Wen Yan and added, “A’Feng doesn’t seek any formal status. You can still be with Wen Yan.”

Wen Yan was dumbfounded.

Was this something people in the modern era said?

If it didn’t happen to him, he would have thought he was watching a TV drama.

Finally, he understood the purpose of this Aunt Wen coming to the villa. She wasn’t opposing Wen Xueli being with him; her real intention was to push her niece into Wen Xueli’s bed.

Thinking about it, it was quite melodramatic. She was actually trying to force someone onto Wen Xueli and didn’t care about any formalities. It was like the behavior of providing a concubine to the young master in a large ancient estate.

Was this Aunt Wen out of her mind?

He looked at A’Feng.

A’Feng looked shyly at Wen Xueli, showing no signs of unwillingness. Instead, she seemed quite enamored.

Wen Yan: “…”

So, this young girl volunteered for this?

She willingly wanted to be a third party, a third party between two men?

Wen Yan was utterly shocked by the thought processes of these two individuals.

He stared blankly at Aunt Wen, completely forgetting to react.

Not angry, he was purely curious. He couldn’t believe there were such bizarre people in the world…

Seeing the bewildered expression on Wen Yan’s face, Wen Xueli couldn’t help but chuckle and gently pinched his nose.

But when he turned towards Aunt Wen, his expression immediately turned icy. “Oh? You want your niece to bear my child, to carry my bloodline, so she can inherit the Wen family in the future?”

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