A Crazy Love Proposal-Chapter 71 - 52 Wen Yangzhis Wife_3
Chapter 71: Chapter 52: Wen Yangzhi’s Wife_3
Chapter 71 -52: Wen Yangzhi’s Wife_3
What a load of crap about doing it for her benefit.
That was her father’s favorite pen, his treasured ancient books, the Jade Guanyin her mother would see every day upon coming home, the antique lamp on the desk, the redwood cabinet used for twenty years as part of her dowry.
Her screams and cries were pointless, even after calling the police, they would twist the facts in front of the officers, saying bad things about her, suggesting she hadn’t been raised properly by her parents, claiming these items were meant to be gifts from her parents before they passed, and accusing her, a naive young girl, of framing them.
When it came to domestic issues, the police would only muddle things through.
Even after the police left, they would slap her face for being ungrateful and lacking manners.
The abuse, curses, and beatings had been too much for her, waking up every day in tears, as they even wanted to discard her parents’ portrait, claiming it brought bad luck to the house.
But that was her home, her father and mother.
What gave those beasts the right?
Not until Uncle Wen showed up, like a deity coming to redeem her, like another father to her.
The moment he arrived he was accompanied by a squad of bodyguards and lawyers. When the relatives tried to slander her and shame her again, as one of their slaps was in mid-air towards her, a bodyguard’s slap landed even faster across the faces of those beasts.
The first thing Uncle Wen did was not to tell them to leave but to ask her who had hit her, who had insulted her, what their occupations were, where they worked, and the names of their companies or their institutions.
Every grown-up could understand what it meant to ask those questions.
As she stuttered out her answers, the relatives tried to curse her and stop her, but they were soon silenced.
Uncle Wen’s secretary quickly made note of everything she said. Later, it was heard that her cousin had been fired from the hard-won job at her workplace, her cousin’s plagiarism was reported by several classmates, which led to the revocation of his degree, and her uncle faced ostracism at his job.
Her family was a phoenix rising from the common folk, her mother was upright and dedicated, careful and vigilant, her father was moderately successful in business, and they no longer belonged in the same class as their relatives, who had often sneered when in the past, her parents brought gifts, so over time, her parents knew better and gradually stopped giving.
Their family had risen somewhat high, but not too high, leaving their relatives with envy but no fear or respect, always hating on their possession and mocking their lack.
When they heard that this orphan had lost her parents, those beasts probably laughed their heads off, rushing over by overnight train to strike at the girl who had once been the apple of her parents’ eyes.
The resentment and indignant feelings they had suppressed over the years could finally be unleashed.
So she was beaten and humiliated because they knew no one would protect her, that anything could happen to an orphan, they spat melon seed shells on her face, insulted her appearance and clothes, saying she wanted to be a whore, and spread rumors about her recently deceased parents in her presence, calling them ungrateful, saying they seemed honest as children but grew up to be selfish, claiming her mother slept her way to the top and her father was just a fool who lucked into his money.
But truly, her mother had lived a life of integrity and hard work, and her father was amiable and elegant, with profound wisdom.
She was so angry upon hearing this that she was shaking all over, grabbing a pole used to hang clothes and beats them, her face flushed with rage, demanding that they get out. As they scurried away from the beating, they tried to restrain her, standing aside and mocking that she could not even take a joke and was turning violent, truly spoiled by her parents.
She was in so much pain that she considered suicide. But if she died, there would be no one left to protect the things her parents had left behind.
That was when Wen Wei appeared, powerfully suppressing those beasts, ordering the bodyguards to follow them home and retrieve the stolen items one by one, hiring lawyers and financial experts to deal with the company matters, liquidate the estate, draft a notarized agreement with her, absolutely not touching a cent of her inheritance.
He gave her pile after pile of documents and had someone accompany her to court.
As an orphan sitting in court, but with reliable professionals by her side, she nearly broke into tears.
Someone was protecting her, and she had a home again.
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But unexpectedly, Uncle Wen seldom dealt with her matters, even rarely staying at home. Aunt Qin didn’t like her very much, showing no concern for her, merely providing her a place to live and meals to eat, with barely any interaction beyond that.
Hearing her say she thought she had found a new father in him, Wen Yangzhi said indifferently, “If my dad heard you call him ‘dad,’ he would probably be very happy.”
She hesitated, uneasy, “Really? After all, I’m not Uncle’s biological daughter, isn’t it too presumptuous?”
Wen Yangzhi just looked at her calmly and evenly, “When he heard you were being bullied, he rushed over with people and took you away without a word to my mom, saying he wanted to adopt you.”
Although the adoption didn’t pan out in the end, after repeated arguments and compromises with Zhao Qin, it turned into foster care until she was of age and able to stand on her own two feet.
But as Zhao Qin continued to raise her, halfway through, Yang Ni expressed his fondness for Yun Yuwan, and Zhao Qin began to take a bit more interest in Yun Yuwan, inexplicably growing attached.
Maybe because it didn’t matter that there were millions of roses; this one rose had been carefully tended by her, fertilized and weeded, nurtured attentively, and gradually it started to become somewhat special.
Even though she couldn’t treat her as her own child, she couldn’t treat her as air either. Perhaps Yun Yuwan was like a limited edition handbag to her, an exclusive designer dress, a graduation gift no longer available, in any case, someone worth her affection, yet not overly so.
All of which made Wen Yangzhi feel unexpectedly surprised.
