Mrs. Wen's eyes lit up. "I'll call Ya'er right away."
Now that her daughter had the inheritance rights of the Wen Corporation, her future achievements would surely not be inferior to Wen Yan's.
Although Wen Yan was currently with Leng Xunze, the struggles within wealthy families were too intense. She didn't believe Wen Yan could secure her position as Mrs. Leng.
"Mm," Wen Shihao nodded and walked straight upstairs.
Mrs. Wen called Wen Ya and informed her about inheriting the group.
...
Wen Yan and Leng Xunze returned to their rented apartment. As she was busy in the kitchen, Leng Xunze received a phone call and then became clingy.
He embraced her waist from behind.
Wen Yan's face turned red. "Honey, you should go out. Don't distract me while I'm cooking, or you won't get to eat anytime soon."
Why had this man become so clingy!
This was completely unlike his usual aloof demeanor.
Leng Xunze looked at her flushed face and smiled. "Alright."
Seeing him leave, Wen Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and started cooking.
A while later, she served two home-style dishes on the table and looked at Leng Xunze. "Try them."
Leng Xunze nodded. After taking a few bites, he praised, "Yan Yan, your cooking is so good, you could get a special chef's certificate without any problem."
"Don't tease me. I know my own skill level!" Wen Yan said, but inwardly, she was beaming.
Leng Xunze gazed at her and said flirtatiously, "Which five-star restaurant wouldn't want you? It would be their loss."
Wen Yan pursed her lips and chuckled.
The next morning.
As they were leaving after breakfast, Leng Xunze suddenly remembered that Wen Yan didn't have a car. He looked at her and said, "Yan Yan, I'll have Zuo An bring you a car. It'll be more convenient for you to commute from now on."
He sometimes had to work overtime to handle documents, so he felt more at ease knowing she could drive herself to work.
"Why are you suddenly giving me a car?" Wen Yan was confused.
Leng Xunze raised an eyebrow. "Does a husband need a reason to give his wife a car?"
Wen Yan's mood brightened upon hearing this.
She returned to the company and called Zhuo Feng to inquire about the studio's situation. Zhuo Feng reported that there were no major issues recently.
Wen Yan had a feeling about this. Just as she asked Zhuo Feng to leave, the front desk called. She answered, "What is it?"
The receptionist reported, "Ms. Wen, a young lady claiming to be your sister wants to see you."
Wen Yan frowned. "Tell her I'm not here."
The receptionist replied in a very quiet voice, "I've already told her that, but this young lady doesn't believe me and insists on seeing you."
As Wen Yan was contemplating how to handle the situation, her phone suddenly rang.
She saw the caller ID and answered, "Did you need something?"
Wen Yan spoke softly, "Sister, we haven't had a meal together in a long time. How about we have lunch together?"
Wen Yan refused without a second thought. "I'm very busy and don't have time to have lunch with you. If you have nothing else, please leave."
With that, she was about to hang up.
When Wen Ya heard Wen Yan was about to hang up, she quickly said, "Sister, I have something to tell you. Can you let me come up?"
Wen Yan frowned and thought for a moment. "Come up, then."
She figured that if she didn't let Wen Ya come up, she would pester her all morning.
Since that was the case, she might as well see what Wen Ya's intentions were.
Wen Ya's face lit up with a smile. "Okay, I'll be right up."
Wen Yan greeted the receptionist and hung up.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
Wen Yan looked up at the door. "Come in."
The next second, Wen Ya walked in and greeted her, "Sister."
Wen Yan's tone was distant. "Don't try to be familiar. I'm not your sister. Speak if you have something to say."
"Sister, how can you say that..." Wen Yan's expression changed, and she tried to get closer.
If her mother hadn't told her that as long as she could help Wen Yan secure the project for the Wen Corporation, she wouldn't have come to appease Wen Yan.
Wen Yan interrupted her calmly. "It seems you really have nothing else to say. You can leave."
She felt that Wen Ya must have something to ask of her.
If there was nothing, she probably wouldn't want to see her at all.
Upon hearing this, Wen Ya finally stated her purpose. "Sister, Mr. Leng has a project, and we hope you can help the Wen Corporation secure it."
Wen Yan found it amusing. "Why should I help you?"
Was she out of her mind to think she would help them?
She hadn't forgotten the scene where Wen Shihao kicked her and her mother out of the house. Not retaliating against the Wen family was already her showing mercy.
What was Wen Ya thinking by coming to her for help?
Wen Ya's expression changed slightly. "Sister, because you are also a member of the Wen family! Helping the Wen family is like helping yourself, isn't it?"
Wen Yan now felt that Wen Ya's thick skin was extraordinary. "I'm sorry, I'm not that magnanimous."
With that, she stared at the computer screen.
Wen Yan saw that this approach wouldn't work, but she remembered the condition Wen Shihao had mentioned and didn't want to give up easily. "Sister, as long as you can help the Wen Corporation secure the project, I'll do whatever you ask."
Wen Yan looked up at her. "Really?"
Wen Ya nodded. "Mm."
It seemed this tactic was useful. As long as she could secure the inheritance rights of the Wen Corporation, she would have a place in high society.
"Then I want you to give up your title and leave the Wen family with your mother. Are you willing?" Wen Yan actually knew that Wen Ya would definitely not agree, so she deliberately said this.
As expected, Wen Ya's expression immediately changed. "Sister, you actually want me and my mother to leave Father. Don't you think that's too much to ask? Wen Yan, you're too vicious."
Only in the Wen family could she get everything, and it was her home to begin with.
Wen Yan scoffed. "Then what are we talking about? Let's not waste each other's time." With that, she called Zhuo Feng. "Come here for a moment."
As soon as Wen Yan finished speaking, Zhuo Feng entered from outside. "Ms. Wen."
Wen Yan nodded. "See the guest out."
"Sister, can't you..." A cold glint flashed in Wen Ya's eyes.
Not long after Zhuo Feng escorted Wen Ya out, Wen Yan received a call from her best friend. "Quan Quan, what's up?"
"Yan Yan, are you busy right now? I have something to tell you."
Wen Yan smiled. "What is it? I'm not busy right now. Tell me."
Bai Quan said without hesitation, "Yan Yan, I'm telling you, I've noticed that Rong Beifeng has been a bit strange these past two days. He says inexplicable things every day. He's not home today, so I'm telling you."
Wen Yan stood up. "Tell me! How has Rong Beifeng been acting strangely?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Quan recounted what Rong Beifeng had told her about leaving the capital. "Yan Yan, what do you think he means?"
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow. "Bai Quan, did Rong Beifeng say anything else?"
She knew that Rong Beifeng had taken to heart what she had said to him that night.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned this matter to Wen Ya.
What she most wanted to know was whether Rong Beifeng had expressed his love to Bai Quan.
Bai Quan suddenly remembered. "He also said that he would take me to meet his mother when we go back."