The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

In the underground parking lot of Yunshi Real Estate Company in Beijing.

Wen Wen felt uneasy and paced back and forth.

Nineteen hours have passed since she sought Vashana's help.

Vashana said that the results would be visible in twelve hours, which is why she came to see Yun Mingyi again.

Wen Wen looked somewhat solemn, glancing up at the elevator entrance every now and then, hesitating and not daring to go forward.

She desperately wanted to know if this would actually work, but she was also afraid that if it didn't, she would see Yun Mingyi's disgusted look.

Before Wenwen could make up her mind, the elevator had already arrived.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and the wheelchair stepped out first.

Yun Mingyi sat in a wheelchair, with Yun Ziqian standing behind him, one hand on the back of the chair, leaning over to say something:

"Don't worry, Uncle, I'll handle this. The bidding process has already been arranged."

His voice wasn't loud, but the parking lot was spacious, and his soft words carried far.

Before Yun Ziqian could finish speaking, he sensed a gaze. He looked up and saw Wen Wen standing next to the pillar.

Wen Wen wore a white T-shirt and jeans, her long hair draped over her shoulders, a small bag slung over her arm, her fingers twisting the strap tightly, as if she had been standing there for a long time.

Yun Ziqian stopped abruptly, his composure vanishing in an instant.

Wenwen didn't look at him.

She didn't even spare Yun Ziqian half a second of her gaze.

She only stared at Yun Mingyi, at the man in the wheelchair who was getting closer and closer to her.

Her heart was in her throat, her palms were sweaty, and she even breathed very softly and slowly.

Yun Mingyi was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected her to appear here again.

"You..." Yun Mingyi met Wen Wen's eyes and was about to speak when a strange chill crept into his nose, as thin as a spider's thread, yet terrifyingly sharp.

That yin energy found its host in an instant.

It traveled down his nasal cavity to his forehead, as if someone had placed a drop of ice water on his brow, icy and numbing, before turning into a warm, damp sensation.

Yun Mingyi's pupils dilated in an instant, then contracted rapidly.

His shoulders relaxed, and he slowly lowered his head.

Yun Ziqian didn't notice Yun Mingyi's unusual behavior. He frowned, stepped forward, and separated Wen Wen and Yun Mingyi, his tone filled with extreme disgust:

"You still have the nerve to come here? There should be a limit to how eager you are to throw yourself at someone."

Wen Wen acted as if she hadn't heard Yun Ziqian's words.

She stared intently at Yun Mingyi, her palms sweating profusely. After two seconds, she cautiously called out, "Mingyi."

Yun Mingyi slowly raised his head.

The way he looked at Wen Wen changed; it became gentle, focused, and filled with a sense of cherishing something that had been lost and then found again.

He softly replied, "Xiao Wen."

With just that one sound, the weight that had been hanging in Wenwen's heart for nearly twenty hours finally lifted.

She knew that Yun Mingyi, who loved her, had returned.

The way he looked at her was exactly the same as when they were deeply in love.

Yun Ziqian sensed the strange atmosphere between the two of them, and felt as if a cold water had been poured over his back.

Wen Wen's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion: "Have you forgiven me?"

Yun Mingyi nodded, his voice very soft: "I have never blamed you."

Yun Ziqian turned his head sharply: "Uncle?"

Yun Mingyi did not look at him.

His gaze was fixed on Wen Wen's face, and everything around him seemed irrelevant.

Yun Ziqian's mind was completely muddled.

Didn't my uncle say yesterday that he had already made things clear with Wenwen? Wasn't it supposed to be over? How come he's changed so much in just a few hours?

Before he could figure it out, Yun Mingyi spoke again, his tone as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "Xiaowen, let's get married."

Wen Wen's eyes widened suddenly, and joy spread straight up from the depths of her eyes.

She nodded vigorously, her voice trembling, "I do."

Yun Ziqian gasped, his face turning completely grim: "Uncle, calm down! Do you know what she's done? What happened with Fu Yuheng, what happened at the hospital—have you forgotten everything?"

"Yun Ziqian, stop spreading rumors." Wen Wen was full of confidence this time, looking at him coldly, her tone full of composure and certainty. "Ming Yi knows me best. Do you think he'll believe those baseless accusations?"

Yun Mingyi looked at Yun Ziqian, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone even carried a hint of impatience: "Ziqian, don't make things difficult for your aunt."

Yun Ziqian was so angry at being called "little aunt" that he felt dizzy.

His chest heaved, and his mind buzzed as if countless wasps were flying around.

Wen Wen had already walked over leisurely, snatched the wheelchair handle from his hand, and said to Yun Mingyi, "Mingyi, let's go have dinner. Let's go to the same place as last time."

Yun Mingyi looked up and smiled at her, letting her push the wheelchair forward.

Yun Ziqian stood there, his face ashen.

He watched the two figures leave, his fingers clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

What kind of bewitching potion has this woman given to her uncle?

His uncle clearly told him that he would not get back together with Wen Wen, so how did he suddenly become so love-struck?

Yun Ziqian cursed a few times in anger, then took out his phone and quickly dialed a number: "How's the matter going?"

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Yes, I've invited Fu Yuheng out tonight at Tangqian Bar. I'll send you the address in a bit; he'll definitely be there."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your help. I'll treat you to a meal next time." Yun Ziqian hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

Let Wen Wen and Fu Yuheng meet, let Yun Mingyi see with his own eyes what kind of person this woman is, and tear off her mask.

He absolutely cannot let this kind of woman into the Yun family.

As he walked toward his car, he made arrangements for what to do next.

He just wanted to get home as soon as possible. He couldn't persuade his uncle. Did his uncle think he could disobey his grandfather?

With that thought in mind, Yun Ziqian stepped on the gas and sped off.

Back at the Yun family villa, Yun Ziqian hurried in, saw Uncle Chen, and immediately asked, "Uncle Chen, where is my grandfather?"

"The old master is already asleep," Uncle Chen said in a low voice. "Young Master Qian, is there something you need from the old master?"

Yun Ziqian hummed in agreement, then asked, "How has my grandfather been feeling lately?"

"Everything's fine. The master has been in a good mood lately, and he even bought a manor for Miss Jin, saying he'll give it to her when she returns."

Uncle Chen asked with a smile, "By the way, when is Miss Xiao Jin coming back?"

"I haven't properly thanked her yet."

Last time, Miss Xiaojin said he would have a grandson and that his daughter-in-law would fall down, and she was right about both.

After he found out about it, he told his son. The young couple went to the hospital for a checkup and found out that the woman was pregnant. They were overjoyed.

Not long after, his daughter-in-law got into an argument with someone at the company, and that person pushed her, causing her to tumble down the stairs.

Fortunately, the child is unharmed and only suffered minor injuries.

But somehow, the talisman that Miss Xiao Jin gave me burned to ashes.

When his daughter-in-law told him, he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew in his heart that it must be the talisman that Xiao Jin gave him that was protecting his daughter-in-law.

He could never repay such a great kindness.

As Yun Ziqian listened, his pace gradually slowed down.

He suddenly remembered the words the doctor had repeatedly told his grandfather when he was discharged from the hospital.

The old man needs to rest now and must not get emotional.

Uncle Chen was still rambling on, "Young Master Qian, you have no idea, Master has been talking about Miss Jin every day these past few days..."

Yun Ziqian closed his eyes.

After a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Jin will be back in a few days. Uncle Chen, I'm a little tired, I won't eat dinner tonight."

"Okay, Young Master Qian."

Yun Ziqian walked upstairs, unable to calm down the anger in his chest.

But he thought he should wait until there was absolutely no other way before telling his grandfather.

On the other side, Wen Wen and Yun Mingyi had already finished their dinner.

Yun Mingyi asked the driver to take Wen Wen home first.

In the car, Wen Wen looked at the new diamond ring on her ring finger and couldn't help but take a picture with her phone.

She posted the photo on her WeChat Moments with a simple caption.

I'm engaged.

Within minutes, likes and comments flooded in, filling the screen:

Congratulations!

Sister Wen is so lucky!

This ring is huge!

Her vanity felt like it was being soaked in lukewarm water, making her feel light and airy.

She turned her head and looked at Yun Mingyi sitting next to her.

He smiled gently at her, his voice as warm as moonlight: "I will prepare for the engagement party as soon as possible."

Wen Wen shook her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him: "Can we skip the engagement banquet and just start preparing for the wedding?"

"Let's go to the place we agreed on before."

"Lake Como?" Yun Mingyi asked.

Wenwen nodded vigorously.

She must seize this opportunity.

"Okay." Yun Mingyi agreed without hesitation.

A hint of relief flashed in Wen Wen's eyes, and she added, "What if your family doesn't accept me?"

Yun Mingyi held her hand, his tone earnest: "I will make them accept you."

"Don't worry. You're going to spend the rest of your life with me, so don't worry about what others think."

Wen Wen then smiled.

The car stopped at the entrance of her residential compound. Wen Wen got out of the car and bent down to get close to the car window.

Yun Mingyi lowered his head slightly and gently placed a kiss on her lips.

Wen Wen's cheeks flushed slightly. She waved to him and watched the car leave before turning and walking into the residential area.

A cool night breeze blew by, and she found it surprisingly sweet.

My phone rang as soon as I got to the bottom of my apartment building.

It's Lili.

Wen Wen answered the phone: "Hello, Lili, what's wrong?"

"Where are you? I'm telling you, Fu Yuheng is back! He's at Tangqian Bar, and he was just asking me about you."

Lili's voice was low, filled with gossipy excitement, "He even asked me today how I've been lately, and whether I'm still single."

"From what I can tell, they've clearly rekindled their old flame. Do you want to come over?"

Wen Wen stopped in her tracks.

Fu Yuheng.

The man who abandoned her, ran off to marry another woman abroad, and then blocked her.

He came back so quickly.

Wen Wen subconsciously looked down at the diamond ring on her hand, but didn't speak immediately.

Lili then said, "I just saw your post on WeChat Moments. Are you really engaged to Yun Mingyi?"

"The Yun family is not bad, but compared to the Fu family, they are still a bit inferior. If you ask me, since Fu Yuheng has taken the initiative to ask about you, why don't you go and meet him?"

Wen Wen gripped her phone, her fingernails lightly scratching the back of the device.

She glanced in the direction Yun Mingyi had left, then slowly said, "Which bar? Send me the address."

"I'm going there now."

"You're coming over? That's great, I'll wait for you," Lili replied immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Wen held it in her hand, her eyes gleaming with ambition.

Only children make choices.

She wants them all.