Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 89 It's a pity, it's destined to be a beauty

In the evening, Wen Tao Wuyao returned to Wen's house.

Wen Tao went to the study to deal with things, Wu Yao was free to wander around Wen's house.

After being married to Wen Tao for so long, she hasn't seriously investigated Wen's family.

After this investigation, I accidentally overheard other people's conversations.

"This sick man, because of a woman, gave up his wheelchair and dreamed of becoming a normal person." After a slightly sarcastic voice fell, the man who spoke chuckled: "But he forgot that if he takes an extra step, it will aggravate his life. Rapid consumption."

"I also heard that he went to eat dessert with his little wife, which is really unbelievable."

"It's really interesting. Rumors say that Fourth Master Wen is not close to women and is allergic to women. Whenever a woman gets close to him, he must have a high fever. But I think he likes his little wife very much. No persistent high fever."

The man's voice fell lightly, followed by another warm and gentle voice.

"In a person's life, there must always be an exception for one person. Perhaps, the fifth day is his exception."

Not a possibility, but a definite exception.

As for Wen Tao's preference for Wuyao, if he said that he didn't really like Wuyao, no one would believe him.

Fifth Yao was fanning his folding fan and standing on a dense tree branch. The voices of the two men, the warm and gentle one she could hear, were from Wen Tao's elder brother Wen Xuxie.

As for the other frivolous voice, it was the first time she heard it, and she didn't know the identity of the voice's owner for the time being.

Reining in her breath, Wuyao stood on the branch of a big tree, and the breeze blew up the tail of her cheongsam, making her dreamy and beautiful.

The conversation not far away continued without stopping.

Wen Xuxie poured tea and looked at Wen Baiyan who was opposite, took a sip of the tea, and said in a warm and gentle voice, "Wen Tao's little wife, you really have to take a good look at it later, she is a beauty in the world, you can't find it."

Hearing this, Wen Boyan, who has read countless girls, looked at Wen Xuxie, thought about it, and immediately smiled: "A woman who can be praised so highly by Big Brother must really be a stunner in the world."

Wen Xuxie and Wen Boyan, but they are regulars at nightclubs, and have never seen any kind of woman before.

But for Wen Xuxie, Wuyao's appearance made him feel that the women he had slept with in the past were mediocre.

Comparing it with Wuwuyao, it is simply a world of difference, not worthy of being compared with Wuwuyao.

Taking a full view of Wen Xuxie's expression, Wen Baiyan had a plan, "Brother, I can see that you like Wen Tao's little wife very much. Or, after Wen Tao's death, this little wife will be left to you?"

Wen Baiyan's words hit the little plan in Wen Xuxie's heart.

He had long thought that after Wen Tao's death, he would send someone to kidnap Wuyao and wash away her memories related to Wen Tao, so that she would only remember his existence and become his prisoner and plaything.

But after thinking about it, he didn't put it on the table to talk about it.

After Wen Boyan mentioned this, he made his plan more clear.

Wen Xuxie looked at Wen Boyan, who looked like a saint on the outside, but a devil on the inside, "A friend's wife, don't bully her. Not to mention that Wuyao is our brother's woman, so just leave it to me, and don't bother to pollute my brother's wife."

On the surface, he showed disgust, but in his heart, he was already confused.

Wen Baiyan sees it through and doesn't say it. Others don't understand his big brother, but he, as a younger brother, still can't understand.

His big brother, on the surface he treats people with kindness and gentleness, but in fact he is an out-and-out devil.

Not interested in young, beautiful and clean girls, only interested in other people's wives.

There are countless families who have been raped by him, but he just used his power to suppress them.

Not knowing whether to see through or not, Wen Baiyan smiled with flirtatious eyes: "It's a pity, she is destined to be a confidante."

(End of this chapter)