Pursuing Wen Fucheng

Ying Zenan did not go to the company but returned to the Ying family.

He handled his work while waiting for the right time.

Ying Jing stood at the door pitifully, especially after hearing her brother's words.

She hesitated for a long time, not daring to go in.

"Am I some kind of monster?"

Ying Jing blinked and slowly moved in.

"Brother."

"Do you still remember that I'm your brother? Why didn't you think about your brother or your parents when you tried to kill yourself?"

There was really nothing to say about this. She silently endured the wrath of the big shot.

Ying Jing had been a carefree little princess since she was young, so her parents would not impose too much on her. Instead, Ying Zenan had always been nurtured as an heir.

While Ying Jing was studying, Ying Zenan was still studying. While she was having fun, he was still studying.

Although her brother said that she was a lazy young lady, she was actually the first person he thought of. He would still swipe his secondary card for her even when he had run out of money.

For the sake of money, she would forgive his nagging at this moment. After all, her brother was quite handsome when he wasn't lecturing her.

Ying Zenan threw the envelope that his secretary had given him at Ying Jing's feet. The contents of the sealed envelope were revealed.

Ying Jing lowered his head and frowned. The man and woman in the photo were none other than Lu Zishu and Yan Shuang.

"Is he the one you like?"

"Brother, did you actually get someone to secretly photograph them? What you're doing is wrong." Ying Jing was a little angry, but she had forgotten how she had chased after Lu Zishu crazily when she was faced with an unchangeable plot.

Ying Zenan recalled everything for her.

"You have the nerve to talk about me. Who was the one who surrounded him and threatened him? You know exactly what you're doing. I'm letting you take a good look at the way he behaved with other women."

"That's someone he likes."

"You know there's someone he likes, and you're still rushing to throw yourself at him. Did the Ying family give birth to you, raise you, and make you into a little princess so that you could humiliate yourself?"

"Brother, it's not that serious."

"It wasn't serious enough when you slit your wrists. Do we need to wait until they get you to the crematorium?"

Ying Jing was rendered speechless by his words.

"In short, I don't agree with you being with Lu Zishu. It's not because of his background. It's completely because he doesn't like you, so there's no need for you to continue wasting your time on him. My sister has to be matched with the best person."

On that, she agreed completely.

"I think so too. Don't worry, Brother. I won't chase after Lu Zishu in the future. I've changed my target this time… My new target will definitely satisfy you."

Ying Zenan glanced at her and wondered if this little girl was deliberately distracting him from continuing to care about her and Lu Zishu!

"Which target did you switch to?" He wanted to see how she would respond now.

Ying Jing patted her chest decisively.

"You know the one from the Wen family in the capital, right?"

"Wen Yue?" Wen Yue had known Ying Jing for several years and had a good relationship with him. He had seen him a few times. He was okay and capable, but he was a little fickle. However, if Ying Jing really liked him, he could consider it. "What does he think about you?" He would never allow a forced relationship.

"It's not Wen Yue."

Who else could it be but Wen Yue? There was no one in the Wen family's generation who was suitable for the occasion.

"Brother, set your sights further."

"Then who do you think it is? Don't tell me it's Wen Fucheng!"

"How clever of you to guess correctly, Brother."

After she finished speaking, Ying Zenan looked at her with an indescribable expression and said tentatively, "You might as well go after Lu Zishu!"

Ying Jing turned her head away from him.

"Brother, you have to have some faith in me."

"It's not that I don't have confidence in you, but there's still a gap between dreams and reality. How can Wen Fucheng like a little girl like you who hasn't even grown up?" It wasn't that Ying Zenan wanted to attack his sister. The situation wasn't bad, but it still depended on what she was compared to.

If Ying Jing was a pearl, then Wen Fucheng was a bright moon hanging in the sky. Not just anyone could get close to him.

"In any case, I don't care. I want to woo Wen Fucheng. Don't tell outsiders about this first. I'll announce it after I've successfully wooed him!" Seeing her confident look, Ying Zenan couldn't help but sigh.

"I hope to hear your good news before I'm buried."

Ying Jing glared at him.

"To put it bluntly, you still don't believe me. Why don't we make a bet? What if I manage to woo Wen Fucheng?"

Ying Zenan was interested for a moment. He leaned against the desk and crossed his arms, looking at her calmly.

"If you really manage to woo Wen Fucheng, I'll call you Dad."

Ying Jing looked disgusted.

"Does the old man know about this?"

Ying Zenan returned to her seat. He had been delayed by her business, and there were a few remaining documents he had yet to deal with.

"It's getting late. Go back to bed."

Ying Jing knew that he did not want to believe her, so she did not say anything. Before she left, she did not forget to make a proclamation.

"That day will come. Don't underestimate me."

Ying Zenan's tone was calm.

"Got it, little princess."

There was resignation and indulgence.

Ying Jing returned to her room angrily, completely unaware that her brother had sold her out.

The serious-looking man was frantically sending messages on his phone.

[Ying Zenan: My sister is crazy. She told me that she wants to woo Wen Fucheng.]

This group was the private group of the four young masters of Shanghai. There were only four people in it.

Ying Zenan only realized that one of the four young masters of Shanghai was Wen Yue after he sent his message.

He cursed and quickly recalled the message.

Coincidentally, Wen Yue saw it.

Not only did he see it, but the person involved was in front of him at this moment.

Initially, Wen Yue wanted to go back to his house to rest. However, when Wen Fucheng called him to the hotel immediately, he did not dare to delay for a moment, afraid that something important would happen.

When he arrived at the hotel, he sat on the cold bench for a long time. The man who was handling his work ignored him.

Finally, Wen Fucheng put down the pen in his hand.

"Come here."

Wen Yue spent more time with Wen Fucheng than with his parents.

When he heard the man's tone, he couldn't help but wonder what he had done wrong recently. Otherwise, why would he have the illusion that Wen Fucheng was very angry?

"Second Uncle."

"Do you like Yan Shuang a lot?"

Ah! He froze at the unexpected question.

He might have been a bit of a jerk in the past, but he'd never done anything out of line. He'd parted on good terms with every girlfriend. When it was Yan Shuang's turn, he liked her a little. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wanted to take her home to meet his parents.

"I like her."

"If I disapprove…"

"Second Uncle, why? Is there something wrong with Yan Shuang? You've only seen her once, and you're already making such a conclusion. Don't you think it's very unfair to us?" Wen Yue became anxious.

Wen Fucheng looked at him and frowned.