Wanjin Lady

Chapter 61 Leaving the father and leaving the son
"Besides, the last name is not important. What's more important is to live the present life hand in hand with my wife."

"If I change my surname and become a member of the Wen family, and if that allows you and father to accept me with peace of mind, then I am willing to change my surname."

Wen Wan's heart was pounding, her eyes sparkling. "Aren't you afraid of rumors? You know, rumors are like a sword or an axe, and they can bring ruin to a person."

Zhao Heng sneered, put his hands behind his back, and the cold moonlight fell entirely on his shoulders.

“Only mediocre people are afraid of what others say.”

"As long as you are feared enough, you won't hear rumors."

——Boom.

In the dark night, Wen Wan suddenly lost her heartbeat.

She suddenly took a step forward uncontrollably and hugged the man in her arms.

The young lady's voice was soft, and seemed to be mixed with a hint of heartache.

"Well said. But I...disagree."

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"Kill the father and keep the son?!"

Wen Weiming was just about to wash his feet and go to sleep comfortably, but when Wen Wan rushed into the room, he was greeted with these words.

With a "sizzle", Old Man Wen lifted his feet from the scalding footbath tub.

In an instant, my feet turned red with heat.

He put his feet on the bed, and before he could wipe off the water from washing his feet, he scolded her: "How could you have such a rebellious idea?"

Treason?
No, it's just a bit trendy.

Wen Wan was sure that Old Man Wen would not easily accept her avant-garde idea of ​​getting rid of the father and keeping the son, but if she didn't speak up, she was afraid that Old Man Wen would stab her in the back and take Zhao Heng to the government to register and change his surname without her.

She was really afraid that one day when she returned home, Old Man Wen would excitedly tell her that there was a new baby in the family.

She had almost tricked Zhao Heng into breaking his leg, and if she asked him to change his surname again, she... really couldn't get over it in her heart.

She is bad, selfish, and wants to use sperm to have a child.

But changing the last name...

This thing is too big.

"Dad!" Wen Wan held down the anxious old man. "My daughter didn't act on impulse. I've thought about this for a long time."

Old Man Wen wiped his feet with a handkerchief, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. "No matter how much you talk, this is absolutely impossible!"

Wen Wan knew that this matter would be difficult, so she naturally had to lower her attitude. "Dad, I've thought about it seriously. I was forced by my clan to find a son-in-law at that time, and Zhao Heng was truly an undeserved disaster. Zhao Heng and I are in love now, but in the end... there are only two possible outcomes."

Old Man Wen was breathing heavily with his face bare, but he was listening with his ears perked up.

If it weren't for Wen Wan's outstanding performance in this clearance sale, which gave Old Man Wen the illusion that his "daughter had grown up", he would not have listened to her whining.

Just beat him with a big stick.

"Father, you know I used dishonorable means to recruit Zhao Heng as my son-in-law. Ultimately, I was just taking advantage of someone's misfortune. Father, have you ever considered that if Zhao Heng regains his memory one day, I'll trick him into marrying into my family and make him change his surname to my wife's. If we go to court, neither you nor I will be able to stand our ground."

Wen Weiming frowned, "My Wen family treated him well, why would he go to court with me?"

Wenwan rubbed her temples.

She found that her stepfather was very good to her, but he was a bit hypocritical.

"He's a good boy from a decent family, but we tricked him into becoming our son-in-law. Even if he agreed, would his family agree? What's more, we were wrong in this matter from the beginning to the end."

Old Man Wen stiffened his neck and pursed his lips, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but he found that he couldn't find a reason.

But how could the stubborn old man Wen give up? "What if he never remembers?" Wen Wan sighed softly.

"Father, the foundation of marriage is mutual trust and support. I don't want to rely on deception to keep him by my side for the rest of my life. Besides... I still have a lot of things to do in my life."

Wen Weiming looked over.

"I want to expand our Wen family's Bifang wine, from Ping County to Bozhou, from private vendors to the royal family. I want everyone in the Great Chen Dynasty to be able to drink our wine!"

There was a glint in the girl's eyes, and with the expectation and courage of a fledgling to fly high, she tried to fly higher!
Wen Weiming suddenly fell silent.

The old man curled up in bed, holding his scalded feet, like an old and frail ox, an ox trapped in the same place and about to die.

"But father..." The young bird returned to the nest, its eyes dimming a little, "Zhao Heng has never been in my life plan."

She lived for thirty years and only met one true love that she thought was hers.

They had been in love since school and for many years. When they were about to get married, the other party made a decisive choice.

Seeking benefits and avoiding harm is the instinct of all animals.

She understood, but still couldn't avoid the pain and discomfort.

People's hearts are like the moon...

Until now, she still can't let it go, but sometimes she will say it to herself.

forget it.

So be it.

She no longer had the energy to enter into any relationship.

It is a blessing to have someone traveling with you in this strange place; but if you can complete the journey alone by overcoming all obstacles, how can you not be considered a lone hero?

And she chose to go alone.

Wen Wan was completely unaware that Old Man Wen was holding his breath, his face growing darker and darker. "You mean... once we have a child... you're going to kick Zhao Heng out?"

"Dad, I'm not kicking him, I'm just...giving him some money to leave."

Wen Weiming got up slowly. The old man turned over and got out of bed, put on his cloth shoes, and started walking towards the bookcase.

Wen Wan stared at the old man searching the cabinet with wide eyes, "Dad, what are you looking for?"

She was here expressing her sorrow for the passing of time and her feelings about life, but her stepfather didn't listen?

Wen Weiming searched for a long time and finally found the feather duster on the shelf.

"No matter how much you talk, I, your father, won't buy it! What do you mean by killing the father and keeping the son? You're so stupid!"

Father Wen clenched his weapon and slammed the feather duster down on the table. "No matter what the reason for the marriage, the two families are bound together! Do you think being a widow is that easy? You'll be drowned in spit when the time comes! Do you think that if you give birth to a child, your family will stop bullying you because you're an orphan and a widow? What did Zhao Heng do wrong? Are you going to be like Chen Shimei and abandon him?"

Wen Wan frowned slightly.

What follows what.

She couldn't reason with her cheap dad.

"What do you mean he's not in your life plan? Why don't you just include him in it?" Wen Wan's words were all just sophistry. When he thought about his daughter finally settling down and having a little hope for the future, and the child was acting up again, he was furious. "Since you know you're in the wrong, you should treat him better. But you're so good, you haven't even given birth to the child yet, and you're already planning to make my grandson a posthumous child!"

"I'm going to make this clear today. If you dare to think of getting rid of the father and keeping the son, I'll kick you out of the house! As long as I'm alive, you can't even think about being a widow—"

Wen Wan was dumbfounded.

No, Dad, weren’t you quite open-minded before?

Wen Wan looked at the feather duster getting closer and closer, trembling with fear, but also fearless, "Dad, if I don't want to be a widow, I can divorce... or even divorce my husband."

(End of this chapter)