Ruiai Mountain, the Mu Family villa
Second floor, Yan Wen's room
Yan Wen sat cross-legged, leaning back in the hammock. Golden sunlight streamed into the room through the balcony. From this angle, the layers of mountain peaks in the distance looked no bigger than a finger.
With a bag of chips in hand, Yan Wen watched Xiao Qi's "live broadcast," offering the occasional comment.
Oh my~ That slap from the old lady was satisfying on every level.
The eldest Miss Shen is pretty decent. She isn't blinded by love. There's hope for her yet.
But how can those two be so revolting? Especially Ouyang Lingheng. He's practically plastered one cheek over the other—thick-skinned on one side and completely shameless on the other.
Xiao Qi lay on a cushion. Shen Yueli and Ouyang Lingheng will have to divorce this time. Even the old lady is too ashamed to keep asking Shen Yueli to stay.
Instead of staying with his own wife, he actually went to the hospital with his sister-in-law. The Ouyang Family's reputation is going to take quite a hit.
Yan Wen was curious. Is Ouyang Lingheng the Ouyang Family's only candidate for heir? If they really let him inherit everything, the Ouyang Family will probably become a thing of the past.
Xiao Qi replied, There are actually three girls in this generation of the Ouyang Family too. Ouyang Lingheng is the only boy. The current head of the family is stubbornly old-fashioned and has a bit of a preference for boys.
He thinks girls will all marry eventually, so if he lets a girl manage the family assets, someone else will end up benefiting. That's why, no matter how terrible Ouyang Lingheng is, he's never considered choosing another heir.
Yan Wen clicked his tongue. *It's the twenty-first century, and