# Trending Topics on Weibo

<#The Youngest Miss of the Wen Family Returns Home#>

# The Eldest Miss of the Wen Family and the Second Master of the Shen Family's Marriage Alliance #

As soon as the news of the upcoming marriage between the Shen and Wen families was announced, it immediately topped the trending topics list, causing the Weibo backend to almost crash.

His popularity remains undiminished. The popular film emperor has been rumored to have suddenly had a child.

The concept of these two families' marriage alliance is just like two countries becoming close allies, joining forces and not giving outsiders any chance!

Of course, this is not the most important thing. What's most important is that the marriage partner is actually the second master of the Shen family and the eldest lady of the Wen family.

Shen Er is the executive president of the Shen Group, a well-known warm and elegant young master in Beijing. He is at the top in terms of appearance, family background, and talent. He's actually going to marry a Miss Wen who has lived abroad for over ten years!

Even the families close to the Shen family in the capital didn't quite understand!

If it weren't for the fact that the news of the two families' marriage was truly earth-shattering, I'm afraid the people of the capital would have long forgotten about the eldest grandson of the Wen family!

It wasn't that they deliberately forgot, but a matter from over ten years ago. The Wen family sent this grandson abroad at a very young age, and only now has he been able to return!

Now, the protagonist trending on Weibo is sitting in a low-key black business car, looking out at the unfamiliar buildings.

"Beijing has really changed!" Wen Ru muttered.

As well, I haven't been back in over a decade, how could things not change much.

Now the capital city looks more powerful, like a black vortex that can suck you in at a glance and make you lose yourself in its allure!

But the darker and dirtier it gets, the greater the danger becomes, and one wrong move could shatter you!

Sitting in the passenger seat was Chen Shu, the head butler of the Wen family.

Uncle Chen heard this and thought someone was speaking to him, so he casually replied: "It's indeed changed a lot. Miss, you have plenty of time to browse slowly in the future."

After finishing his words, seeing no response, Uncle Chen turned his head back and saw that Wen Ruoshui had already closed her eyes. She must have not slept well last night and was resting with her eyes closed.

Chen Shu sighed deeply, as if something was weighing on his mind. He told the driver to drive more carefully!

Wen Ruoshhu really didn't sleep, her eyes were a little dry, and because she hadn't slept well last night, she had a headache!

To say I haven't been sleeping well isn't a big deal. Over the years abroad, I've always been in a state of insomnia. I just didn't expect that one day, the reason I would return to my home country would be for an arranged marriage.

Isn't it just about getting married? I can still take it.

For Wen Ruoshù, anything that didn't threaten her life was insignificant and not worth mentioning. It was all trivial!

But I'm really curious what that person's attitude was like!

As his academic father, Wen Ruoshui still wanted to hear his thoughts on this!

Besides, returning home is not just about marriage. I also need to find out what memories I've lost!

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The Wen family's mansion is located in the most expensive area of the capital city. It was built during the Republic of China period and, although it has undergone several renovations over the years, it still retains its ancient charm and magnificent style!

The black commercial vehicle drove slowly into the gate and stopped at the front door. Uncle Chen got out of the car first, then opened the door for Wen Ruoshui in the back seat.

"Miss, we're home."

Wen Ruoshù was just stepping out of the car when she heard that sentence.

Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth twitched without speaking.

Home? Now hearing this word how can I not feel irony!

A long time ago, I don't even remember how to write "home" anymore!

Uncle Chen saw that he wasn't speaking, only looking at the building in front of him. A wave of heartache inexplicably washed over him.

"Miss, after so many years abroad, she must have been through a lot. This time back, compared to ten years ago, she's practically a different person."

Two people entered the hall and saw that the Wen family was already sitting on the sofa, as if they had been waiting for their arrival.

Uncle Chen spoke first, addressing the elderly matriarch of the Wen family who sat in the main seat with respect: "Matriarch, the eldest lady has been brought back."

Mrs. Wen, the elderly matriarch, was seventy-four years old this year. Sitting there, she exuded an air of power without even raising her voice. She wore a teal cheongsam and had a shawl draped over her shoulders.

When he saw Wen Ruoshui, he only raised his head and glanced at her lightly without saying a word.

Wen Ruoshù looked around and saw the head of the Wen family, her father, as well as the wife of the second master of the Wen family and their pair of children.

“Dad, Aunt Two.”

Wen Ruoshù's voice was steady, calm and collected as she slowly spoke to the person.

Of these three people, only the father nodded slightly. The other two didn't even give him a glance.

Look, this is what they call home and family!

Wen Ruoshou pretended not to see, just as she was about to find a chair to sit down, she heard a male voice coming from beside her.

"Big sister, come sit here."

Wen Ruoshù, hearing the sound, went over and saw her second uncle's son, that is to say, her cousin Wen Shuo who had a connection with her, rushing over with a smile.

And sitting beside him was Wen Jia's second young lady, Wen Shuo's elder sister, Wen Zhiyue.

Win Zi Yue's face was impassive, but a chill had already emanated from her.

Wen Ruoshū could reach it within a few steps, but she didn't want to have anything to do with her family when she came back. That's why she wouldn't go over there.

"No, I'm fine sitting here."

Wen Ruoshù sat on the single sofa farthest from them.

As soon as she saw him take a seat, Mrs. Wen's eyes immediately turned sharp. She said coldly, "Sit over there, what do you think you are doing?"

The dissatisfaction and disgust in her voice were palpable, audible to everyone in the hall.

It's an open secret that Old Madam Wen dislikes her granddaughter, Wen Ruoshu.

>I never expected that after so many years, it would still be the same.

But they never understood why Old Madam Wen disliked Wen Ruoshū. She wasn't patriarchal, treating Wen Zhiyu very well, almost wanting to hold her in the palm of her hand. But Wen Ruoshū, it seemed, had fallen out of favor with Old Madam Wen.

Just like this marriage alliance, the first thing everyone in the Wen family considered was Wen Zhiyue, but unfortunately, Wen Zhiyue didn't want to get married. They had no choice but to let Wen Ruoshui come back instead.

Wen Ruoshù, bearing the title of Miss Wen's eldest daughter, yet received no pampering befitting a beloved heiress.

Wen Nuo snorted his nose, trying to alleviate the heavy silence, "Sister, you finally came back. Aren't you going to talk about the wedding?"

Speaking of the wedding, Old Madam Wen looked at Wen Ruoshui and said: "Take wedding photos the day after tomorrow, hold the wedding next Tuesday, prepare well."

This tone, it's just like an imperial marriage decree from ancient times, unquestionable and one must accept it with gratitude.

Wen Ruoshu wasn't in a hurry to reply, instead, she looked at the man sitting on her right and asked, "Dad, did you two make this together?"

Wen Fu looked on, his eyes devoid of any fatherly affection. At the question, he merely nodded and said: "Yes, we have already discussed it with the Shen family."

This sentence completely snapped the last remaining string in Wen Ruoshua's heart.

It's really a good plan. How have so many years passed, and I still haven't learned to let go?

After a long while, Wen Ruoshhu finally broke into a smile, bright and radiant. Her peach blossom eyes seemed to have truly been steeped in happiness, sparkling under the lamplight.

Hong Qingqi lightly nodded and said, "Good."