As a well-educated daughter, a mean and shameless villain is the worst thing she can scold.


    She never thought that her gentle, considerate and elegant boyfriend was a villain with two sides.


    She is really blind to like such a man.


    Fortunately, their time together is still short and their feelings are not very deep. How sad should she be if she found the true face of Wen Chongli after waiting for a long time and deep love?


    "Chongli, why did you do this?" old man Wen looked at Wen Chongli disappointed and asked: "You and Zhifei are married by your belly. You know from an early age that you want to marry Zhifei when you grow up. Since you don''t like Zhifei, why don''t you tell me? If you tell me that you don''t like Zhifei, I''ll find a man worth trusting for life for Zhifei, rather than twist you bitter gourd and let you do something sorry for Zhifei."


    "Why didn''t I say that?" Wen Chongli was full of grievances: "Grandpa, don''t you forget? I told you that Xia Zhifei had lived in a small town since childhood. He was short-sighted and didn''t deserve to be our literary family''s young grandmother, but as soon as I got up, you fell the cup angrily and scolded me by pointing to my nose. How dare I say anything else?"


    "You, you bastard!" old man Wen blushed angrily and had a thick neck, "Zhifei has been reasonable, filial and sensible since childhood. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even if he is no worse than the best famous girls in the capital, he is not worthy of our literary family. If you don''t like Zhifei, just tell me what you say. Zhifei is not worthy of being a literary family''s young grandmother. I drop cups lightly. If our family doesn''t like beating children, I''ll scratch you!"


    Everyone was blaming him. Wen Chongli''s mind was confused. His heart was horizontal. He simply broke the jar and grabbed Lin Mengyuan''s hand. "Anyway, I don''t like Xia Zhifei. I only like Yuanyuan! I must marry Yuanyuan. Only a famous girl like Yuanyuan can be worthy of my successor as a writer!"


    At this moment, he deliberately mentioned his identity as the heir of the literary family in order to add weight to himself.


    Although the family background of the Lin family is good, it is still a little worse than their literary family. Lin Mengyuan is angry at the moment. He hopes that his identity as the heir of the literary family can remind Lin Mengyuan that it is difficult for Lin Mengyuan to find a man with such good conditions and let Lin Mengyuan not turn against him.


    "The heir of the Wen family?" old man Wen looked at him and sneered, "do you deserve it?"


    "What, what?" Wen Chongli was stunned. "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"


    "The truth!" old man Wen said coldly, "don''t you know how many kilograms you have? If Zhifei didn''t marry you and want to marry you in the future, if I took your identity as the heir of the Wen family, I wouldn''t be able to explain to Grandpa Zhifei and Zhifei. Do you think I would let you be the heir of the Wen family?"


    "Grandpa, you... You... You can''t do this!" Wen Chong was angry and afraid, trembling all over. "I am the eldest son and grandson of the Wen family, and I should inherit the Wen family!"


    "Should? There are so many things that should be done in this world!" old man Wen snorted coldly, "don''t say that there is no throne in our family. Even if there is a throne, the throne should be inherited by the eldest son, but you can check the history. How many eldest sons inherit the throne?"


    "But, but that''s the rule handed down by the old ancestors!" Wen Chongli stammered, "the heir should be the eldest son and grandson. This is how we Wenjia passed down from generation to generation."


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