A bowl of instant noodles brewing excitement

  "Haoxue sister, I'll show you something interesting." Wang Shaohan slipped into the study room and pulled Wen Haosnow out of the crowd.

  Mo Wenyang was still performing calligraphy in the study at this time.

  A little devil disturbed his interest, Wen Haosheng suppressed his temper and walked out of the study room. He immediately glared at him: "What's going on?"

  Wang Shaohan pulled her over to the balcony and pointed towards the street corner: "Look, who's sitting together there?"

  Saw the one sitting next to Wen Man was that good-for-nothing, Wen Haosheng's eyes lit up, and he patted Wang Shaohan's head: "You little scamp, you have a keen eye for talent, worthy of praise. Go, bring your parents out to take a look."

  Wang Shaohan pouted, unwillingly pulling out Wen Haosheng, and didn't want to be the one to inform on him.

  Wen Haosheng naturally knew what was on the kid's mind, so he pinched his cheek and said, "Go drag out the other sisters."

  Wang Shaohan laughed and ran into the study room with a giggle.

  In a minute later, there were no women in the study room watching Mo Wenyang, and they all slipped away to the balcony.

  "Manman should get married too. If she doesn't, what will happen to us younger sisters?" The sisters all chimed in with their opinions, although this poor household wasn't great, but considering Manman's age, it would be good if someone wanted her.

  The elders also thought: "Yes, after all, he is a man. Women will eventually find a man to spend their lives with."

  Isn't this a sneer? Saying that her own daughter is not good, she's a broken shoe that no one wants, and it just so happens to match a broken household. As Xu Yuye choked with anger, she grabbed her younger daughter: "You quickly go down and call your sister up."

  "Mom, I would never do something so shameful." Wen Huan was as angry as her mother. She had long thought that having a sister who couldn't be shown off in front of classmates was useless, and now Wen Man was not only unable to get married but could only pick a poor household, which was even more shameful.

  "After all, it's really like that. Nowadays, when girls are still in college, their families have to arrange blind dates for them, or else they'll be too late to get married."

  "Is this name given by elder sister and elder brother really suitable for Manman? Manman, doesn't it sound similar to Wanwan?"

  It wasn't just Yu'e who was embarrassed, Wen Man's father, Wen Shi Xuan, happened to be walking over and heard the conversation. The middle-aged man's face turned black with anger.

  So they say that the daughter can't get married, and outsiders don't blame her, but instead point their fingers at her parents. Some parents endure it themselves, while others who are already tolerant of being talked about in society, can't tolerate it when they return home, and vent their anger on their children.

  It's even more unfortunate for Wen Man to encounter parents who like to take out their anger on their children when they get home.

  Chirping on the balcony. Wen Man and Jiang Yan were far apart and didn't hear, the two had just eaten their fill and sat back in their original positions to rest for a while.

  "What's your name?" Jiang Yan asked.

  "Wēn Màn." Wēn Màn said in a very ordinary tone.

  Jiang Yan looked at her small nose bridge with a pair of big black glasses almost falling to her lips. She wasn't the kind of woman who was born beautiful, with a small nose, small mouth, slightly small eyes, thin face, long and slender fingers, not a classic beauty. However, after looking for a while, you would feel comfortable and at ease, because her expression always had a faint smile, like a cloud in the sky, carefree and worry-free.

  "What's your name?" Wen Man was made a bit uncomfortable by his gaze, but he still asked despite knowing his name.

  "Jiang Yan. The 'yan' is the 'yan' that means to spread, you know, the one with three dots of water in the middle of the character." He seemed worried she wouldn't understand his name, so he took her hand and drew the character on her palm.

  Wen Wan's hand was grasped firmly by a man for the first time, her eyelids blinked in surprise, she wanted to withdraw her hand but feared being impolite, so she silently endured it.

  "Do you know which character it is?" Jiang Yan saw that she lowered her head and asked with some concern, bringing his face closer.

  "I know." Wen Man took advantage of his slight relaxation to quickly withdraw her hand, but there was still the residual warmth on her hand, and the feeling of having just touched him, unfamiliar yet deeply memorable. His hands were not as arrogant as he was, with a thick layer of calluses that made one feel that this refined-looking person actually had great strength.

  "Do you really know?"

  Wen Man suddenly felt his hot breath almost spraying onto her face, and without realizing it, she raised her gaze to find him right in front of her, staring at her with a pair of eyes full of smiles. She slightly furrowed her brow, quickly lowered her head, and gathered her things to leave.

  Seeing her suddenly changed expression, Jiang Yan's heart was surprised, and then he stood up and asked: "Did I do something wrong?"

  "I don't know how many girls you've played this kind of joke on, but I'm not used to it," said Wen Man, who kept looking at the flower bed by the road and wouldn't look again at that handsome face that had infatuated many girls.

  The better-looking a man is, the more easily he can be promiscuous; this has almost become an unchanging rule.

  Jiang Yan immediately realized that she had misunderstood, and this made him very uneasy, more uneasy than ever before. So when she was about to take a step forward, he rushed in front of her and blocked her way.

  The moment the Wen family saw Jiang Yan blocking Wen Man on the balcony, they all stared with wide eyes.

  "My goodness! This slum has taken a liking to Weiwei!"

  "Sister-in-law, congratulations!"

  Xu Yujiao listened to everyone's sarcastic flattery and turned around with a dark face, walking out onto the balcony.

  "I'm not that kind of person." Jiang Yan waved his hands and tapped his forehead, "Really, I just think you're a very good girl."

  She gazed at him with a daze, her eyelashes blinking slowly as she took in his current flustered appearance: Could it be that he wasn't arrogant, but rather not good with words, so he simply pretended to be profound and didn't speak.

  "Ah——" Jiang Yan covered his head with both hands, and a pair of innocent eyes like those of a child peeked out from between his fingers.

  Wen Man couldn't help but laugh at his appearance, her lips curling up slightly into an arc.

  At this time, Xu Yu'e rushed over and shouted from afar: "Manman, come here!"

  Jiang Yan heard the icy, arrogant and angry woman's voice, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face, and as Wen Man was about to brush past him, he grasped her hand: "Who is that person?"

  He felt him squeeze his hand slightly harder, and after a moment of stunned silence, he said, "My mom."

  Is that her mother? Not at all! Jiang Yan looked far away at Xu Yu'e's face, which hung all emotions on it, and frowned deeply. Such a loud woman, how can she raise such a rich and introverted daughter like Wen Man?

  Wen Man struggled free from his grasp and walked over to his mother with his head hung low.

  So Jiang Yan saw her walking to Xu Yu'e when she was scolded by Xu Yu'e. He suddenly felt annoyed, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called his companion: "Mo Wenyang, how long do you want to play tricks in front of those monkeys?"

  Mo Wenyang had already finished his calligraphy performance, and took advantage of the Wen family rushing to the balcony to watch the commotion, he answered the phone: "I can leave at any time. If it weren't for you, this young master Jiang still wanting to put on a show, I'd die accompanying a gentleman..."

  "Get out! Go away quickly!"

  Jiang Yan's tone was very unpleasant, and Mo Wenyang put away the line and immediately bid farewell to the Wen family.

  "So soon." Wen Shi Rong was reluctant to let Mo Wenyang go, accompanying him to the door and enthusiastically putting his arm around the young man's shoulder, asking, "How did you feel tonight?"

  "Uncle and aunt are very hospitable." Mo Wenyang replied in a tone of a well-behaved student.

  This is beside the point. Wen Shi Rong was about to continue his attack, but Mo Wenyang received another call from Jiang Yan and walked away without looking at any of the Wen family members' faces.