Chapter 118: My younger sister Wen Shu

Wenjing glared at her younger sister and said irritably, "Is this all you do at school?"

Wen Shu shrugged helplessly: "You expect me to study hard at my lousy vocational high school?"

Wenjing frowned: "Vocational high school doesn't mean you can't take the college entrance exam. You're just as smart as anyone else, try your best to catch up..."

Seeing that her older sister was about to start lecturing and nagging again, Wen Shu quickly raised her hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay, you're right, sis..."

Her eyes darted around, and she changed the subject: "By the way, I'd like to go for a stroll on the pedestrian street later, is that alright?"

Before Wenjing could answer, Ding Heng spoke first.

"We'll go after we finish eating. Anyone else want to come?"

"Me! Me! Me!"

Zhao Yanxi was the first to raise her hand; she never missed an opportunity to join in the fun.

Hua Qing said calmly, "I'm a little tired and want to rest."

Hua Yue then said, "Then I'll stay and keep my sister company."

After the matter was settled, Zhao Yanxi helped clear the table and wash the dishes after dinner, and finally said goodbye to Hua Qing before leaving.

3 PM, pedestrian street.

The pedestrian street was packed with people on the weekend, and the noise was so loud it made you dizzy.

After circling around for ten minutes, Ding Heng finally found a parking space, and the girls got out of the car one after another.

After glancing briefly at Wen Shu, Ding Heng approached Wen Jing and lowered his voice, "Buying your sister a new pair of shoes?"

Wenjing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Ding Heng added, "Anyway, I've made quite a bit of money on stocks recently, so I need to find a way to spend it."

Wenjing looked at Wenshu in front of her. Wenshu was wearing a vocational school uniform and a pair of knock-off Converse sneakers that had turned yellow from washing and the edges of the shoes were coming unglued.

In the end, she swallowed her refusal and nodded gently.

"Um."

The four of them started strolling around.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Shu walked ahead, chatting happily.

Wenjing followed half a step behind, hesitating the whole time, unsure of how to start the conversation.

Seeing the little rabbit's conflicted expression, Ding Heng sighed helplessly.

"Zhao Yanxi!"

Ding Heng suddenly shouted.

Zhao Yanxi turned around and blinked.

"Um?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a pair of running shoes? Let's go take a look."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Zhao Yanxi immediately understood and grabbed Wen Shu's hand: "Come on, Xiao Shu, come with me to pick some out!"

The four of them walked into the flagship store of a sports brand next door.

Zhao Yanxi found the sales assistant with practiced ease and began to inquire about the new products.

Wen Shu stood to the side, her eyes involuntarily glancing at the shoe rack. Although she had never worn them herself, she occasionally overheard her classmates discussing them, such as the price range and the style.

Wenjing went to her younger sister's side: "Wenshu."

Wen Shu turned her head: "Hmm?"

"Would you like to buy a new pair of shoes too?"

"Sis, why spend that money..."

She verbally refused, but her eyes couldn't escape those bright and shiny new shoes.

Zhao Yanxi came over at the right moment and grabbed Wenjing's arm.

"Xiao Jingjing, let's buy some together! The sales assistant said they're having a promotion, buy two get one free, so we can get a pair for Wenshu too."

Wen Shu looked at her older sister, then at Zhao Yanxi, and then at the shoes.

She knew it in her heart.

Brand stores located in commercial centers like this would never have "buy two get one free" promotions; it's just a way to protect her self-esteem.

but……

Where does the money come from?

She subconsciously looked at Ding Heng.

Ding Heng was sitting on the sofa in the waiting area, looking down at his phone.

Like most men who accompany their girlfriends shopping, he looked bored and sluggish.

Wen Shu looked away and said nothing more.

She walked to the shoe rack, hesitated and observed for a long time, and finally picked out a pair of classic white shoes.

The sales assistant brought her the right size, and she tried it on, standing in front of the mirror and examining herself for a while.

A hint of undisguised joy finally showed on his young face.

Wenjing went to the cashier to pay, and Wenshu suddenly noticed that Zhao Yanxi's running shoes, which cost nearly two thousand yuan, seemed to have been paid for by her sister as well.

Will Sister Yanxi transfer it to her later?

Wen Shu was puzzled, but didn't ask.

Once that was done, everything else fell into place.

At Ding Heng's suggestion, Wen Jing bought several more outfits for Wen Shu.

Hoodies, jeans, jackets, etc., are all simple and practical styles, and finally, a new backpack is added.

Wen Shu didn't say much, but her eyes grew even brighter...

At 6 p.m., everyone returned to the Chujiang Hotel.

Ding Heng arranged for Wen Shu to stay in an ordinary suite, since the suite on the 27th floor where she usually stayed contained too many things that were not suitable for children and were not convenient for the young girl to see.

Wen Shu pushed open the door, her eyes widening in surprise.

Although I visited the Chujiang Hotel once during the summer vacation and stayed in an executive suite, I still feel a surge of excitement right now.

She walked to the window and peered down through the glass.

"Sis! Look, look! Isn't that Orange Isle?"

Wenjing followed in and nodded.

"Um."

"And over there! Isn't that the Xiang River?"

"Um."

Wen Shu was extremely excited.

Especially that meal at the Chinese restaurant just now, with such a huge lobster and so many dishes she couldn't name, how much did it cost?

After tidying up briefly, the two sisters sat down on the edge of the bed to rest.

Wen Shu leaned against the headboard, suddenly remembering something: "By the way, sister, where are brother-in-law and Sister Yan hope? Why did they disappear after dinner?"

Wenjing's expression froze for a moment: "They... probably went to exercise after dinner."

"Sports? What kind of sports?"

"It's nothing, just working out and stuff..."

"Sports? What kind of sports?"

"It's nothing, just working out and stuff..."

Wenjing looked away guiltily, but Wenshu didn't think much of it.

High-end hotels usually have gyms. My brother-in-law and Sister Yanxi both have such great figures, they must work out a lot.

Wen Shu then asked about something else: "Sister, is your husband very rich?"

"Um……"

"The money you spent on me today, was it all given to you by him?"

"Um."

"Did you two go to bed together?"

"Um...no...ah!?"

Wenjing was both ashamed and annoyed.

"You little brat! Why are you asking this?!"

"What's wrong with asking about sleeping together?"

Wen Shu was both amused and exasperated, and couldn't help but complain.

"Sis, you're only two years older than me, and you have a boyfriend now. Why are you talking about this like a middle school student?"

Wenjing put on a stern face.

"Can't you focus your energy on the right things?"

"What righteous path? Studying properly, for example?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Sis, can't you be realistic?"

Wen Shu sighed, looking utterly exhausted: "You really expect me to remain untainted by the mud in that lousy vocational high school and turn out to be a gem for you?"

Wenjing's expression was serious: "Where there's a will, there's a way..."

"Okay, okay... Sis, you make it sound so easy."

Wen Shu interrupted Wen Jing.

"If I were to tell my homeroom teacher that I want to study hard and ask him questions, he would probably just think that I'm just being impulsive and have a short attention span, and that I'm taking up his time to play games after get off work."

Wenjing said angrily, "Wenshu! Don't you want to study at all?"

Wen Shu, feeling helpless, bluntly said, "Sister... you have good grades, but did you get all these things from your studies?"

Wenjing's lips moved, but she remained silent.

A wave of intense guilt washed over her. Had her inappropriate relationship with Ding Heng ultimately affected her younger sister after all...?

When Wen Shu saw that Wen Jing was not speaking, she immediately realized the problem.

She knew best how hard her second sister had worked.

My parents were biased, and my family was not well-off. I have suffered all kinds of hardships since I was a child.

She finally found a good boyfriend, but now she still has to worry about her troublesome younger sister.

"Sis... I didn't mean it that way, please don't take it to heart!"

Wen Shu sat up, gently took Wen Jing's hand, and explained earnestly.

"I understand that you and your brother-in-law truly love each other, and he's happy to treat you well too. I'm so happy for you, really!"

She paused.

"But we sisters are different... Don't worry, I have my own plans and I can make a good life for myself."

Wenjing remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

"Um."

Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down on the bed.

"Sis, can you stay with me a little longer?"

"it is good."

Wenjing chatted with her younger sister about random things until it was almost time before getting up to leave.

The elevator reached the 27th floor, and she pushed open the door to the presidential suite.

The living room was lit by a dim, yellow light.

Ding Heng, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, leaned against the sofa, his hair still a little wet, obviously having just taken a shower.

Wenjing walked over and sat down beside him: "Where's Yan hope?"

Ding Heng put down his phone: "She's sleepy and has already gone to sleep."

"She went to bed so early today."

"Yeah, I've been shopping for too long this afternoon, I'm probably a bit tired."

After a moment of silence, Wenjing suddenly spoke softly.

"Thanks."

Ding Heng reached out and pulled Wen Jing into his arms.

"Stop saying thank you all the time. Look at Yan hope, does she ever say thank you to me?"

Wenjing nestled into Ding Heng's arms, her mood low.

"Ding Heng..."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?"

"Wen Shu's grades were pretty good in junior high, so why did she stop studying properly later?"

Ding Heng grinned.

"I can guess a little bit."

Wenjing looked up at him, puzzled.

"What?"

"Wen Shu was only in junior high school the year your sister graduated from university, right?"

"That's right."

Wenjing nodded, and Ding Heng continued his analysis.

"Your sister stayed at home after graduating from university, which drew a lot of disapproving looks from our parents and relatives. Wenshu saw all of this. I guess at that time she felt that going to university was useless, which led to her rebellious mentality."

Wenjing frowned.

"How could she think that way..."

"At her age, she sees things as they are, so don't make things difficult for her."

"Is it really possible for her to start working right after graduating high school?"

"If you want her to go to university, I have a way."

Wenjing's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked.

"What method?"

"Your sister seems quite mature on the surface, but she's actually the kind of person who's easily influenced by her surroundings. You know the story of Mencius' mother moving three times to find the right school for her son, right? Why don't you try changing her school and see how it goes?"

"Change schools?"

"Have her transfer to Xingcheng, then you can keep an eye on her."

"Huh? This..."

For Wenjing, this meant that Ding Heng would have to spend a lot of money again... In addition, she was even more worried.

"If we move Xiaoshu to a new school, will she really be able to study well?"

Ding Heng smiled and hugged the girl even tighter.

"Hmm... I'll try to talk to her tomorrow!"

The next day.

On the top floor of the Chujiang Hotel, the morning sunlight illuminates the exquisite buffet table.

Ding Heng picked up some bacon and scrambled eggs, took two slices of toast, and sat down by the window.

At this hour, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing were still asleep.

Ding Heng took a bite of toast and stared blankly at the city outside the window.

"that……"

Upon hearing the sound, Ding Heng turned his head.

Wen Shu stood to the side with a plate in her hand, looking hesitant, as if she didn't know whether she should sit down.

Ding Heng raised his chin.

"Please sit down."

Wen Shu sat down awkwardly. There were only a few pieces of fruit and a croissant on her plate, which seemed too simple compared to Ding Heng's full plate.

She picked up her chopsticks, but hesitated to speak.

Ding Heng continued eating his scrambled eggs.

"You don't want to?"

"no……"

Wen Shu said sincerely, "Brother-in-law, there's really no need. I'm not cut out for that. I'm already very grateful that you had my sister buy me so many things yesterday, I..."

Ding Heng interrupted, "I also think you're not cut out for this."

Wen Shu was stunned.

Ding Heng put down his fork and looked at her: "Do you know the difference between you and your sister?"

Wen Shu muttered softly, "I'm not as pretty as my sister."

"That's not it."

Ding Heng shook his head, his tone calm and natural.

"Growing up in the same family environment, although you seem more mature and clear-headed than your sister, your actual choice is always to escape and give up, always feeling that you can't see any hope."

You don't want to take responsibility, and you feel it's unnecessary to be responsible for such a messy family.

Wen Shu didn't say anything and silently put down her chopsticks.

"To be honest, I agree with your point of view, but your sister is different... She may be simple-minded and not as 'clear-headed' as you, but her mindset is always positive."

Although I sometimes feel pessimistic, I still believe that as long as I work hard, there is always hope in life.

Wen Shu lowered her head, and the sunlight from the window shone on her face, giving it a faint golden glow.

Ding Heng continued, "Don't worry, I didn't have any expectations for you. I told your sister that if we changed your environment, you could study better. I just wanted to give her some peace of mind so she wouldn't have to worry about you every day."

As for how well you do in your studies and what university you go to, that's your own choice, and it has nothing to do with me.

Wen Shu picked up her chopsticks again and responded softly.

"I understand, brother-in-law."

Eat slowly.

Ding Heng didn't say anything more, picked up his cup, finished the last sip of milk, and got up to leave.

Wen Shu remained seated, watching his figure disappear into the elevator.

She didn't say anything mushy like "thank you".

He simply looked down at the new sneakers he had just bought yesterday.

Air Force One is snow-white and spotless.

She stared at the shoes for a long, long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

Regardless of how her brother-in-law Ding Heng views her, at least he seems to be sincere towards his sister.

That's enough...

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