Li Beichen understood her words, as if he was pierced by invisible irony.

The man's eyebrows were cold, and his heart sank into the abyss.

"Do you talk like that? Are you deliberately stirring up trouble, uncle? I'm not making things difficult for her, but this kind of illegitimate daughter just doesn't like others!" Fang Wei's words were harsh.

Xie Zhiyin pulled her helplessly, "Sister, maybe she is joking."

"Are you kidding? When looking at a man, my sister needs to keep her eyes open. Of course, if you keep your eyes open before carefully looking for such a man, then that's a different matter." The second half of Wen Ning's sentence was quite playful.

Xie Zhiyin smiled ignorantly, her heart was cold, and she always felt that there was something behind her words.

Wenying also paused, glanced at Xie Jin with twinkling eyes, who seemed to be thinking about Wen Ning's words, and immediately smiled, "I didn't expect that Yinyin's boyfriend turned out to be the eldest son who just returned to the Li family? What a coincidence.

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"Mom, that's right." Xie Zhiyin curled her lips in embarrassment, "I thought Brother Beichen was a very ordinary man, and I made a mistake."

"What does this mean? Our voices are destined to carry noble blessings."

The old lady chuckled and looked at Li Beichen, a handsome young man whose appearance and figure were rare in the world.

The Xie family has been a wealthy family for centuries, but it is still not on the same level as the Li family, which is number one in China. The Li family's wealth and power are unrivaled, and they have been at the top of China for decades.

The old lady showed a snobbish smile, "Yinyin, why don't you invite your boyfriend, Mr. Li, into the house?"

Xie Zhiyin was extremely shy. She held Li Beichen's arm with her little hand and seemed to think of something. She smiled at Wen Ning and said, "By the way, sister."

She took out a beautiful ceramic cup from the bag and offered it with both hands, "When we first met, I didn't know what gift to give my sister.

It just so happened that I made a ceramic cup when I was on a date with Brother Beichen today. This is a little bit of our thoughts. Can you accept it, sister?"

Wen Ning looked at the cup, as if the word 'date' had hit her into the ancient well of ice. The corners of her eyes were wet and cold.

She made a ceramic cup for her date with Li Beichen and gave it to herself. This is really a gift that is sharper than a knife. Remind her, should I give it to her as my brother-in-law?

Killing without blood.

Wen Ning narrowed her eyes and stared at Xie Zhiyin. She had begun to understand what Wenying looked like. It seemed that whether this 'stepsister' was black or white, her mind was filled with questions.

It would be fine if you didn't know that she was Li Beichen's ex-wife.

If he knew it, he would still be like this green tea, then he would be in a higher rank than Li Xiangwan!

The coldness in his apricot eyes was hidden. Wen Ning held the heart that was spasming with pain and stared at Li Beichen with stubborn eyes.

She was sarcastic and hurt, but wanted to see if he had anything to say!

The cup was sent out, but Wen Ning didn't take it, and the atmosphere became condensed. Xie Zhiyin looked at the man helplessly, "Brother Beichen, do you think your sister doesn't like it?"

That innocent look, as if Wen Ning was vicious if he didn't accept the cup.

"Yinyin, forget it, she comes from a small place like this. She just likes gold, silver and jewelry. How can she be compared with the clear flow of your lady!" Fang Wei couldn't stand it and said sarcastically, "You have always been indifferent and think you can do it yourself.

Things that are valuable are the most precious, and ordinary people would not think so."

After hearing this, the old lady looked at Wen Ning and frowned.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Ningning is the president of a listed company, and her net worth is only higher than yours, Fang Wei!" Xie Jin stood up for his daughter.

For a moment, the corners of Wenying's eyes revealed dissatisfaction.

Li Beichen frowned, knowing very well why she didn't accept the gift. It's not that he didn't see the fragments in the woman's eyes, and of course his heart was stung.

The man stretched out his hand to stop Xie Zhiyin's hand and said in a low voice, "Zhiyin, everyone has their own preferences. Next time, give me a different gift!"


Chapter completed!