The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Chapter 217 Extra: Wen Zhaoyue x Wen Yan

Wen Family Villa.

Nine-year-old Wen Zhaoyue, having eaten and drunk her fill, sprawled on the sofa, her round eyes darting around before she quietly slipped into the kitchen.

In the following days, the entire villa was in complete chaos.

Her pranks came one after another, leaving the servants in a state of chaos, while the instigator hid in the corner of the stairs, covering her mouth and laughing gleefully.

The farce continued until nine o'clock in the evening. She had had enough fun, but the person she was waiting for still hadn't appeared.

The huge villa gradually quieted down.

She sat on the second-floor steps, hugging her knees, gazing longingly at the door.

What about that old man, Wen Tingyun?

Her brows furrowed more and more, and finally she couldn't hold back any longer and rushed downstairs, glaring fiercely at Butler Lin.

This housekeeper had served the Wen family for many years. She looked kind and approachable, and she usually wouldn't dare to provoke her. But at this moment, she couldn't care less about anything else.

"Where is Wen Tingyun?"

She asked angrily, using her full name, like a little animal with its fur standing on end.

Butler Lin remained calm and composed, saying, "Miss, the head of the family has gone out on business and will be back shortly."

Wen Zhaoyue gave a cold laugh.

He neglected and drove his mother away back then, and now he's using the same tactics against her?

Ha, she's determined to turn the Wen family upside down, just as he wished.

As she was pondering something, a commotion suddenly came from the villa's gate. She quickly got up and went downstairs, only to bump into Wen Tingyun walking towards her with a little boy.

Her anger burned even brighter.

Okay, that's great.

No wonder she never showed up, leaving her mother alone in the empty room, overthinking everything, and ultimately unable to bear this marriage in name only, she chose to leave.

It turns out she had someone else outside, and now she's even bringing her illegitimate child home.

Wen Tingyun saw his daughter coming downstairs and smiled indulgently, "Sweetie, come here."

Wen Zhaoyue stood on the stairs in a little dress, her face scrunched up with anger.

Upon seeing this, Wen Tingyun knew that his daughter was overthinking things again. He released the boy's hand, took a few steps up the stairs, and hugged Wen Zhaoyue into his arms.

Wen Zhaoyue struggled desperately, trembling with anger.

"Wen Tingyun, you bastard! You scoundrel! You have an illegitimate child! How can you face your mother? How can you face me?!"

Her small fists rained down on his shoulder. "Get out! Get out! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"

Wen Tingyun sighed helplessly, hugged his daughter tightly, and gently comforted her.

"My dear Wenwen, you've misunderstood Daddy. I adopted Ayan from the orphanage. From now on, he'll be with you; he's a member of the Wen family."

"Wen Tingyun, you're kidding me!"

Her eyes were red as she glared at him. "He's with me? And what about you? Are you dead?"

"Sweetie," his voice was a little hoarse, "Dad's too busy with work at the company, I can't take care of you all the time, but you should have a playmate your own age. Dad will help you find one."

"Get out! Get out! You don't care about Mom, and now you're not caring about me either! I don't want a father like you, I don't want you!"

A hint of pain flashed in Wen Tingyun's eyes.

He hugged his daughter tighter, his voice lowering, "Wenwen, Mommy and Daddy separated because of personality clashes. You are my most beloved baby, how could Daddy abandon you?"

The little one in his arms was still struggling, tears streaming down her face. It took Wen Tingyun a long time to comfort her before she gradually calmed down.

The boy behind him watched this heartwarming scene with indifference.

He was quite satisfied with the luxurious villa in front of him, which was completely different from the orphanage. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he returned to his obedient and nervous appearance.

After coaxing his daughter, Wen Tingyun took her hand and led her to the boy. "Ayan, this is my daughter, Wen Zhaoyue. She will be your older sister from now on."

He then looked at Wen Zhaoyue, who looked reluctant, and said, "Wenwen, this is Wen Yan, who is a year younger than you. He will be your younger brother from now on."

Reading between the lines was already ingrained in Wen Yan's instincts. Ignoring Wen Zhaoyue's attitude, he smiled obediently and spoke first.

"Hello, sister."

Wen Zhaoyue snorted in response, turned her head away, and refused to look at him again.

Wen Tingyun understood Wen Zhaoyue's temperament, so this reaction was barely acceptable.

He continued, "Ayan is a smart child. He has passed the entrance exam for the third grade of Shenghua Elementary School. Dad has transferred him to your class. Wenwen, remember to help your younger brother more in the future."

Wen Zhaoyue glanced at Wen Yan from head to toe, then looked at Wen Tingyun, "Didn't you say he was smart? What do you need my help with? I don't care."

After saying that, she left without looking back.

Wen Tingyun shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at Wen Yan, his tone softening.

"Ayan, this is your home from now on. If you need anything, just let me know. If I'm not here, just ask Butler Lin. Wenwen is a bit arrogant, but she's not a bad person at heart. You're the most calm and collected, so I'll have to look after her from now on. Try to stop her when she's impulsive. Of course, if Wenwen treats you badly, tell me, and I'll teach her a lesson."

Wen Yan sneered inwardly, but on the surface, he appropriately showed an expression of being flattered.

"Yes, sir, I will."

Wen Tingyun patted his head: "You should start calling him Father now."

Wen Yan bit her lip, looked up at Wen Tingyun in disbelief, and her eyes welled up with just the right amount of emotion and joy.

"...Father, Father."

Wen Tingyun smiled and responded, then turned to Butler Lin, who was standing to the side, "Old Lin, take the young master to his room. Show him around the villa over the weekend."

He looked at Wen Yan again, his gaze gentle. "Go and see your room."

Wen Yan nodded gratefully.

Butler Lin stepped forward respectfully, turned to the side and gestured, "Please come with me, young master."

Wen Tingyun watched Wen Yan leave, and thinking of his own daughter, he couldn't help but rub his temples.

Hopefully, Ayan's arrival will bring about some changes in Wenwen.

Since his divorce from Shen Ruotang, Wenwen has completely changed. The once cute and obedient daughter has suddenly become domineering and spoiled, always finding ways to cause trouble.

Later, they met the two boys from the Wen and Jiang families, and the three of them became the infamous "Demon King Trio" in the circle.

After causing chaos at school, he comes up with even more mischievous ideas when he gets home.

Wen Tingyun sighed. He was always busy with the company's affairs and rarely had time to spend with her.

It's understandable that young children want playmates.

In that case, finding a playmate with a personality completely opposite to hers might help to gradually temper her temper.

Wen Yan followed Butler Lin to his room.

Pushing open the door, you are greeted by a luxurious and tidy three-bedroom apartment.

Solid wood furniture, soft carpets, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the villa's garden, bookshelves filled with hardcover books, and the latest computer and mobile phone on the desk.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

His meticulous planning and pretense when he learned that the Wen family wanted to adopt a child were not in vain.

These are the conditions he deserves.

After seeing Butler Lin off, Wen Yan went into the bathroom. The hot water and comfortable fragrance enveloped him, a stark contrast to the harsh and cold environment of the orphanage.

He smiled at the rising mist.

It's not uncommon for wealthy families to adopt children to be their playmates, mistreating and tormenting them.

Wen Tingyun may appear refined and kind, but he is full of hypocrisy and false virtue. In the end, isn't he just doing it for his daughter?

He laughed out loud when he thought of Wen Zhaoyue.

She's so naive it's pathetic; her dislike for him is practically overflowing, and she can't even hide it.

Indeed, what troubles could a rich girl raised with a silver spoon in her mouth have? Surrounded by kind people, she naturally doesn't need to learn to pretend.

With its head held high, it looked just like a noble little swan, extremely beautiful.

He was really looking forward to his next confrontation with her.

Step by step, he made this proud little swan bow her head and submit to his will.

Entering the Wen family was only his first step.

Since Wen Tingyun himself said that he was his son and gave him the surname Wen, then this huge estate should naturally be inherited by him.

It is only natural for sons to follow in their fathers' footsteps.