The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Turn Big Things Turn into Small Matter

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When she saw Xie Yizhe, Xie Xiaoyu finally broke into a smile. She quickly walked to Xie Yizhe’s side, “Cousin Yizhe.”

Xie Yizhe nodded and walked up to Wen Yan, “Mrs. Gu, in order to prevent yourself from catching a cold, it’s better to change your clothes first. Don’t worry, we’ll definitely give you an explanation.”

He gestured to the waiter who had been standing by the side. The waiter walked up to Wen Yan respectfully.

Xie Yizhe’s attitude was gentle. Wen Yan glanced at the clothes on her body and left with the waiter.

After Wen Yan left, Xie Yiye was unwilling to let the matter rest. She crossed his arms and looked at his brother carelessly, “How do you plan to give her an explanation?”

“Xiao Ye, for Uncle Jun’s sake, we can’t blow this matter up.”

He was trying to turn a big matter into a small matter.

This result was within Xie Yiye’s expectations.

His father had a strong sense of family and was dedicated to protecting the Xie family.

According to his father, since they were all surnamed Xie, he had to take care of his own face, including these brainless relatives.

“I don’t care how you deal with it, but I can’t let Wen Yan suffer.”

Xie Yiye made his stance clear.

Xie Yizhe’s handsome face was a little surprised, “This is the first time I’ve seen you protect a girl like this.”

“Brother.” Xie Yiye approached him mysteriously, “Don’t you think she’s different from other girls?”

Different?

Xie Yizhe frowned and couldn’t help but think of the gossip he had recently caused with Gu Jinmo.

He knew his brother well. He was not like what the news reported. He wanted to suppress this news, but Xiao Ye stopped him.

He did it on purpose to protect that person called Wen Yan.

Under Xie Yiye’s expectant gaze, Xie Yizhe’s words carried a hint of ridicule, “Other than being good-looking, there’s nothing special about her.”

Xie Yiye snorted in disappointment.

As expected, only he who had lived with his aunt for a while, remember. The others had long forgotten what her aunt looked like.

“Xiao Ye, you can do whatever you want outside, but you’d better not touch Gu Jinmo’s woman.” Xie Yizhe warned.

Xie Yiye’s expression was indifferent as he casually explained, “I treat Wen Yan as my sister. Other than that, I have no other feelings.”

Xie Yizhe chuckled, “Scumbag quites.”

“Think whatever you want.” Xie Yiye rolled his eyes at him.

Wen Yan was brought to a room not far away by the maid. It was a dressing room with a dazzling array of clothes.

“This is our Fifth Miss’s changing room. There are many clothes that haven’t been worn inside. Eldest Young Master said that you can choose as you please.” The maid brought her inside.

Sure enough, the clothes here were brand new.

The Fifth Miss she was talking about was Xie Zigui, who was adopted by the Xie family.

This was just a simple changing room, and there were already so many clothes. It was obvious the Xie family doted on their adopted daughter very much.

Wen Yan was a little envious.

“Miss Wen, since the First Young Master has spoken, you can choose whatever you want. I’ll wait for you outside first.” When the maid saw she did not move, she thought that she was embarrassed.

When the maid walked out, Wen Yan glanced at the clothes hanging on the wall and saw one of them looked familiar.

It was a dress that was exactly the same as hers.

She picked it up and looked at it. Even the size was the same.

What a coincidence.

She pulled open the curtain beside her and was about to change her clothes when she suddenly saw someone.

It was a woman. She crouched down and buried her head in her arms.

While Wen Yan was still hesitating, the woman suddenly raised her head.

The moment they looked at each other, Wen Yan was stunned for a moment.

The woman’s black eyes were pitch-black and clear. There were no wrinkles on her delicate skin. Her facial features were exquisite and beautiful. If one did not look closely, one would think that she was a celebrity.

The beautiful woman pounced on her.

Just as Wen Yan was about to step back, he saw the woman smiling at him and shouting, “Xianxian.”

“Xianxian, come to Mommy.”

The woman’s eyes were extremely bright. When she smiled, she was very friendly, pure, and kind, which made Wen Yan’s feet freeze in an instant.

Immediately after, a hand wrapped around her neck. The woman’s voice was extremely soft.

“Xianxian, how did you know that Mom was here? You win this time.”

The woman reached out her other hand and patted Wen Yan’s head.

A warm stream flowed through her heart.

She had already guessed the identity of this middle-aged woman.

Xie Huaiyuan’s wife, Xie Yiye’s mother, Li Yutong.

The Xianxian she was talking about was naturally the lost fourth daughter of the Xie family, Xie Xianxian.

Perhaps it was because of her mental problems, but Li Yutong had always been carefree and well taken care of. Her age seemed to have stopped at 40.

He heard that Li Yutong’s family was very rich. Back then, she was beautiful and even had a supporting role in a well-known TV series. She was famous all over the country. If not for her family’s opposition and her withdrawal from the entertainment industry, she would have been more than enough to become an iconic star.

Seeing such a gentle and beautiful woman hug him, Wen Yan’s dry heart was filled with warmth again.

She had never felt a mother’s love before, and her heart pounded violently. She even fantasized about how great it would be if she was really her daughter.

She was such a beautiful woman with such an outstanding son and husband. She had not even started to enjoy her life and had already contracted this illness. If she was really Li Yutong’s daughter, then she could also cure some of her pain.

Unfortunately, she was only abandoned by someone and did not have the life of Xie Xianxian.

She forced herself back to reality.

“Auntie, I’m not your Xianxian. I’m Wen Yan.”

Li Yutong hurriedly shook her head, “How can that be? You are my Xianxian.”

Seeing her persistence, Wen Yan stopped arguing with her.

She found the maid and handed Li Yutong to her.

The maid was overjoyed to see Li Yutong, “Madam, so you’re here!”

“Thank you, Miss Wen.” She thanked Wen Yan gratefully.

“No need to thank me.” Wen Yan also had a good impression of this polite maid.

When the maid left with Li Yutong, Li Yutong looked at her reluctantly and said, “See you tomorrow then.”

“Alright.” Wen Yan nodded with a smile.

The maid widened her eyes in surprise.

When did Madam and Ms. Wen become so close?

Wen Yan came out after changing his clothes and saw Xie Yiye standing at the door.

“Why didn’t you change into something else?” Xie Yiye sized her up.

“This is quite good. It’s comfortable to wear.”

Xie Yiye nodded, his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowing.

The results of the DNA test would only be out in a week. He couldn’t wait any longer. He had wanted his mother to meet Wen Yan and see her reaction, but he didn’t expect her to suddenly disappear.

He had once seen a piece of news about a mentally unstable mother who had miraculously recovered after seeing her lost daughter.

He didn’t believe in miracles at first, but the fact that he couldn’t get an answer made him want to give it a try.

A maid ran over and said to Xie Yiye, “Third Young Master, President Xie wants you to go over. He said that Madam has been found.”

Found her?

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Xie Yiye’s eyes lit up and he quickly held Wen Yan’s hand, “Let’s go, I’ll take you somewhere.”

Before Wen Yan could pull his hand away, Xie Yiye brought her and bumped into someone.

The man was wearing a black shirt and a pair of pants. He seemed to blend into the darkness, but his figure was tall and straight. His handsome and exquisite facial features carried a cold aura, dazzling like a rose in the dark night.

“Xie Yiye, where do you plan to take my wife?”

The man’s deep eyes were bloodshot. His thin lips were pursed tightly, suppressing his anger.