Reborn into Young Master Huo's Little Fairy

Chapter 17: His Heart Softened Instantly



Chapter 17: His Heart Softened Instantly

Ye Wanwan was stunned by the slap.

This was the first time that Wen Ruan had slapped her and slapped her hard!

Ye Wanwan's eyes quickly reddened. Her eyelashes quivered as she ran out of the room, covering her red and swollen cheek in shame.

She bumped into Wen Jinzhang and Liu Shuying at the door.

Liu Shuying knew that Wen Ruan would never let Ye Wanwan tutor her. She was always playing games instead of doing her homework. Thus, she found an excuse to take two glasses of milk to them and dragged Wen Jinzhang along.

Wen Jinzhang's hopes had renewed for his good-for-nothing daughter when Wen Ruan agreed to let Ye Wanwan tutor her. Liu Shuying wanted to kill that hope totally and let him know that she was destined to be useless!

However, the person they saw at the door was Ye Wanwan, holding her cheek, with tears in her eyes.

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"What... is this?" Liu Shuying pulled Ye Wanwan's hand down.

She asked in shock when she saw the red finger marks on her face. "Who hit you?"

There were only Ye Wanwan and Wen Ruan in the study. Who else besides Wen Ruan could have slapped her?

Wen Jinzhang saw the red finger marks on Ye Wanwan's face and knew that she had been hit hard. His handsome face sullened.

He strode into the study to confront Wen Ruan, but instead he saw his cute little daughter sitting in front of the piano sobbing hard. She looked aggrieved and inconsolable.

Wen Jinzhang's heart softened instantly.

"What's wrong between you kids again?"

Ye Wanwan was still furious after she was slapped by Wen Ruan. She rushed in and glared at Wen Ruan. "She was making loud noises while I was doing my homework. I couldn't concentrate so I asked her to stop and that's when she slapped me!"

"Uncle Wen, if this family can't take in my mom and me, we can leave. You don't have to bully us like this!"

Before Wen Jinzhang could say anything, Wen Ruan came over and shook his arms gently. She looked at him with her pitiful eyes. She looked so pure and innocent that he couldn't say a word to reprimand her.

"Sister Wanwan wanted to do her own practice and didn't have the time to tutor me, so I went to play the piano. It will be Dad's 40th birthday soon and I know that you like to listen to 'A Comme Amour', so I wanted to play it for you on that day."

"But Sister Wanwan said that I played badly and was disturbing her. So, I asked her to teach me and she scolded me by saying that I had no talent and was a failure in everything!"

Wen Ruan rubbed her fair and soft face against Wen Jinzhang's arms as she said in a soft voice, "Dad, I was angry because my pride was crushed. That's why I slapped her!"

Wen Ruan was going to be the death of Ye Wanwan. What happened to this good-for-nothing miss? She was getting even better at acting pathetic to gain sympathy than her.

Ye Wanwan said after taking in a deep breath, "Uncle Wen, I didn't say I am not going to teach her. But she didn't even know how to answer even one question. I told her that I will teach her after I am done. But, she deliberately started creating loud noises to disturb me. I only asked her to stop but I didn't crush her pride!"

Ye Wanwan went to her study desk and took out the two paper balls that she had stuffed into her ears. "I even stuffed my ears after she refused to listen. I really don't know why Ruanruan wants to tell lies and smear me after she slapped me?"

Wen Ruan knew Ye Wanwan wasn't going to admit it easily so she asked Ye Wanwan in a trembling voice. "Sister Wanwan, didn't you say that my piano skills were horrible?"

"Isn't that the truth? Ruanruan, don't play if you are not good at it. There will be a lot of guests at Uncle Wen's 40th birthday party. Are you trying to embarrass Uncle Wen?"

Wen Ruan didn't say anything further. Instead, she sat in front of the piano and began playing with her slender fingers.


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