Michelle Yim asked Wen Li to come to the Huo family because she wanted to teach her how to make cakes.

Wen Li didn't expect that Michelle Yim would take her casual words so seriously. Not only did she hand-copy a lot of cake recipes and send them to her, she also wanted to teach her how to make cakes personally.

Unable to refuse the kind invitation, she worked in the kitchen with Michelle Yim for the whole morning.

After the cake was put into the oven, Michelle Yim asked her, "I'm going to watch the servants prepare lunch. Go ask Yuanchen if he wants to eat at home or take others out for lunch."

Wen Li understood that the person that Qi Meizhen was talking about was An Wen. She didn't want to mention An Wen's name at all .

Wen Li felt like he had found a comrade-in-arms, "Okay."

The Huo family is very big. She asked the Huo family's servants and found out that Huo Yuanchen was in the back garden with An Wen.

The servant said, "Miss An cried for a long time, and the young master was trying to comfort her."

Wen Li looked up at the time. She and Michelle Yim had been busy in the kitchen for more than an hour, but An Wen was still crying. She really thought she was made of water and was not afraid of damaging her eyes from crying.

She was asked to walk towards the back garden slowly. Before she got there, she could hear An Wen's coquettish scream.

"Brother Yuanchen, I'm so scared."

"Ah, Brother Yuanchen, catch me."

"It's too high, too high. I'm scared to death."

Wen Li walked around the wall and entered the back garden. He saw An Wen sitting on the swing there. A servant was standing behind her, responsible for pushing her out. Every time the servant pushed her, she would scream a few times.

Huo Yuanchen was standing nearby, watching the scene with a smile in his eyes, and occasionally reminding the servants, "Don't push too high, be careful not to drop her."

However, after seeing Wen Li, both of them stopped talking.

Wen Li walked over and asked Huo Yuanchen, "Aunt Qi asked me to ask you, where are you going to have lunch? Here, or take someone out to eat?"

As she spoke, she glanced at An Wen, reminding him who the person he brought was.

Huo Yuanchen frowned and said indifferently, "I finally get home, why should I go out to eat?"

Wen Li put on an innocent look and said, "Aunt Qi asked me to ask. I'm just a messenger. Why don't you go ask her?

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her and said in a sarcastic tone, "My mother likes you very much."

Wen Li smiled and answered him, "I am so beautiful, everyone loves me, and flowers bloom when I see them. Who wouldn't like me?"

She and Michelle Yim were baking cakes in the kitchen, and her body was stained with the sweet scent of cake and cream. Standing close to her, Huo Yuanchen could smell the sweet fragrance on her body.

He looked at her calmly and said, "I'll go with you and ask my mother."

Wen Li sneered. His attitude clearly showed that he didn't believe her. She turned around and walked back. After two steps, she turned back and waited for him. "Don't you want to ask?"

Huo Yuanchen said to An Wen, "You play here, I will come back to pick you up later."

An Wen wanted to go with him, but she was still on the swing, which was too high, so she didn't dare jump off. She could only watch Huo Yuanchen follow Wen Li away.

When the swing came down, she couldn't wait to jump to the ground. Because she was too anxious, she accidentally hit her knees on the ground. The servant who pushed the swing came to help her, but she pushed him away and sat on the ground.

"Go away. Get out of the way."

An Wen ignored the pain in her legs, got up from the ground, and limped after Huo Yuanchen.

However, she stopped before she ran far.

On the path leading to the villa outside the garden wall, Huo Yuanchen was holding Wen Li's waist, with his other hand supporting the back of her head, and kissing her forcefully, quite absorbed in the kiss.

The two seemed to have been kissing for quite a while. Wen Li couldn't help but tremble slightly on her tiptoed feet. She seemed to want to end the kiss, but Huo Yuanchen wouldn't let her. He held her head and didn't let her pull away. The hand on her waist also started to behave improperly, moving down and pinching her buttocks.

An Wen stared at the scene in front of her with her mouth wide open. She knew Huo Yuanchen was a bit of a germaphobe, and she would occasionally drink water from his cup, sometimes accidentally, sometimes on purpose, and when he saw it, he would quietly pour out the remaining water and wash the cup.

But now, he was kissing that woman Wen Li passionately.

She stared at the scene in front of her stupidly, not knowing how long she had been staring at it before she came to her senses and shouted with red eyes, "Brother Yuanchen."

Wen Li trembled and pushed Huo Yuanchen away.

When Huo Yuanchen saw the dirt on An Wen's skirt, his expression dimmed, "How did your leg fall?"

An Wen couldn't hold back her tears and nodded aggrievedly, "I was in such a hurry when I got off the swing that I accidentally fell. Brother Yuanchen, it hurts so much."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Li took out a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to her, "Wipe it off. Maybe you'll find that the skin isn't even broken after you wipe it clean."

The ground on which the swing was paved was covered with thick grass, so it was not easy to break it. Besides, An Wen had just taken two steps forward, and her posture was quite normal. It was only when Huo Yuanchen asked her that she remembered the pain in her leg.

His acting skills are so bad that Wen Li looks down on him.

An Wen didn't take the wet wipes, but just stared at Huo Yuanchen and said, "Brother Yuanchen, I didn't lie to you. I really fell and my leg hurts a lot."

Huo Yuanchen said to Wen Li disapprovingly, "How old are you? Why do you always make things difficult for little girls?"

Wen Li rolled his eyes and turned away.

Huo Yuanchen reached out to pull her, and said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Can you be alright?"

"No." Wen Li shook his hand off and walked away twisting her feet in her high heels.

She also wore a skirt today, the kind that covered her hips. From behind, her curves were so perfect that they made people's heart beat faster. Huo Yuanchen pursed his lips and looked at her back without saying a word.

She had quite moved him just now, she was stained with cream from somewhere, and she smelled of milk. When he kissed her, he felt like he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

But now she made him feel annoyed, and he didn't understand why she had developed such a bad temper.

An Wen was also looking at Wen Li. No matter how much she hated him, she had to admit with a sad face that Wen Li had a great figure, a beautiful back, tall and curvy, and had the capital to seduce men. No wonder her brother Yuan Chen, a cold and abstinent man, was so fascinated by Wen Li that he even forgot what he promised her sister.

She didn't blame Huo Yuanchen, she only blamed Wen Li for being shameless and only relying on her body to get ahead.

It's just that the breasts are a little bigger, the waist is a little thinner, and the butt is a little more perky, so what? If you use beauty to seduce men, as you get old and your beauty fades, you can only keep a man's body temporarily, but you can never keep his heart.

Her sister was right. Appearances were all empty. Only knowledge and connotation could impress men. Wen Li was an art student. How could she have any knowledge and connotation? Did she understand the molecular structure of proteins? Could she analyze gene sequences? What Yuan Chen got from Wen Li was just a brief physical pleasure. They had no way of talking to each other.

Thinking of this, An Wen felt that her chances of winning were better.

She boldly pulled Huo Yuanchen's hand, "Brother Yuanchen, my legs hurt, can you help me?"