The shooting picture is very blurry, on the screen, Lu Yunzheng and Li Ti are standing side by side, and in front of them stands an old rickety woman, the two of them have cold faces, wrinkling their brows, and the woman covers her face and cries very sadly.

Wen Yu didn't plan to investigate what Lu Yunzheng and Li Ti were doing when they suddenly left, but it happened that someone he knew met Lu Yunzheng, and Li Ti took a photo and sent it over.

Suddenly, some emotions in his chest were mobilized, shouting and publicizing.

He wondered what would happen if Wen Qiao saw this photo, would he not be fascinated by Lu Yunzheng?

He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, so he showed the photo to Wen Qiao.

Indeed, Wen Qiao's eyes instantly turned cold when he saw the photo, and a storm was brewing with an expressionless face.

Wen Yu saw that the photo was working, so he put away his mobile phone and asked with concern: Do you know that he does this?

Wen Qiao slowly came back to her senses, she connected the events of these days back and forth, and basically figured out the starting point of Lu Yunzheng's doing. No wonder it's always feeling weird lately.

She thought that Lao He's trouble in the company was just a simple trouble, but she didn't expect that there would be so many ...... The mood was inexplicably complicated.

Wen Qiao raised his eyes to look at Wen Yu, I know. He did all of this with my consent, so how did you get the picture?

Wen Yu was overwhelmed by her aggressive tone, and for a while he didn't know how to answer the source of the photo.

Wen Qiao hooked his lips and smiled: Brother Wen Yu, I don't know where you got this photo from, but I think you and Lu Yunzheng grew up together, and you don't need to sow discord at this time, right?

Her words hit the nail on the head, like a steel knife poking into Wen Yu's heart, stirring and cutting meat, making people feel painful.

Wen Yu was stunned for a second, and then asked rhetorically: What about him? Knowing that I was chasing you, he harassed you with three indiscriminate means. Did he ever treat me as a brother?

He has always been obsessed with this matter, and he has asked him several times if he likes Wen Qiao, but if Lu Yunzheng admits it once, he will not hold such a deep grudge.

But Lu Yunzheng didn't say a word, acquiesced to him chasing Wen Qiao, and then snatched love with a knife, who is more despicable?

Wen Qiao was silent for a moment and said, "This is your business, and it has nothing to do with me."

Wen Qiao turned around and left, walked a few steps, and heard Wen Yu say desolate behind him: Then do you know why our family suddenly had a problem in Beicheng?

You want to say that the matter of your family's Beicheng is related to Lu Yunzheng. Wen Qiao closed his eyes, swallowed his temper back, and said in a good voice: I'm sorry, I don't want to know much about your family affairs.

Drop that sentence. She walked away quickly.

She walked an intersection and stood on the side of the road waiting for the driver.

The black sedan stopped on the side of the road, Wen Yu lowered the window, poked out half of his head and said, "Qiaoqiao, I'll send you back."

Wen Qiao subconsciously took a step back and said politely: Don't bother, the driver will be there soon.

Wen Yu's hand holding the steering wheel tightened and tightened, and the bone joints were pressed into a faint dead white, and after a while, he let go of his hand and said: Qiaoqiao, don't we even have to do it now?

It was as if a cut had been cut in my heart, and blood was bubbling up, and the pain was heartbreaking.

But he still had to pretend, pretend to be nobody, and stand beside her as a friend.

Wen Qiao's face was cold, he glanced at the people in the car, pursed his lips and said: We have always been friends, but you forgot. You're not in good shape, so it's not appropriate to talk about this.

Wen Yu closed his eyes with difficulty, swallowed what he wanted to say, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car went out.

Wen Qiao sighed in his heart as he watched the car's taillights blend into the sea of lights.

Wen Qiao dialed the driver's phone, lied that he went to Ning Xi's house to ask him to turn back halfway, and then stopped a taxi on the side of the road and reported the name of the place.

The car sped down the road, and her heart tightened.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and asked in a concerned tone: Girl, are you uncomfortable when you go to the hospital in the middle of the night?

I don't mean anything else, if you're not feeling well, I'll drive fast and go on the highway, if you can hold on, then we'll take the auxiliary road, which may be blocked for a while.

Wen Qiao tugged at the corners of his mouth, showing a very faint smile, It's okay, you follow the navigation, I'll go to the hospital to visit.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and drove slowly and slowly to the hospital.

When she arrived downstairs in the hospital, Wen Qiao hesitated by the flower bed, if she went up at this time, it was very likely that Lu Yunzheng's efforts would be wasted, if she didn't go up, she had thousands of questions in her heart to ask her mother, why didn't she get along with each other, and what did she do in Nancheng?

It seems that she should have found the Lu family, and Lao He also knew that she was here, why did she come?

She can't think that her mother came to make up for repentance, right?

That's not going to be possible.

Wen Qiao thought about it, irritable, as if he had gotten into a dead end, and when he closed his eyes, he went back to the afternoon before he was thirteen. On the afternoon when she went to cram school and forgot to bring her exercise book, the cicadas chirped loudly, the scorching sun, and the afternoon heat wave of 389 degrees were cooled by the mess of the room.

At that time, Wen Qiao didn't feel the heat, and when he entered the door, there was a thin sweat on the tip of his nose, and the moment he stepped into the door, it turned into ice wrapped around his body, from his body to his heart, and from his tail vertebrae to Tianlinggai.

She bit her lip, took out her mobile phone and dialed Lu Yunzheng's number.

The other end answered quickly, and his breath was unsteady.

Wen Qiao looked at his toes and asked in a low voice, "Are you still busy?"

Well, I'm still busy. Have you arrived home? I heard the driver say that you went to Ning Xi's house? Lu Yunzheng's voice came softly, as if it had the magic to iron her uneasy emotions.

Why don't you go home to live?" Lu Yunzheng asked.

I want to stay with Ning Xi for a while. Wincho said with a smile, trying to make his tone sound lighter.

Then she said: Lu Yunzheng.

Well?

I miss you so much.

The person on the other end paused and chuckled, then I'm going to pick you up when I'm done?

Wen Qiao hurriedly said: No, I just said, you hurry up. I hung up first.

Lu Yunzheng snorted, obviously didn't want to hang up the phone, was silent for a few seconds, Wen Qiao opened his mouth and asked: What's wrong?

Qiao Qiao, if one day you find out that I have not become very good, will you be angry? Lu Yunzheng came through the clouds, making Wen Qiao stunned.

Wen Qiao's heart was sore and swollen, and she replied firmly: No.

The man was stunned for a moment, and his tone was slightly raised, really?

Wen Qiao suddenly laughed and joked: No, when did Lu Yunzheng look forward and backward, you shouldn't be looking for a woman behind my back, right?

Lu Yunzheng smiled, his tone was full of doting and smiling, and he couldn't help but scold: What are you talking about! How hard did Lao Tzu take to get you back, which woman can compare with you?

Wen Qiao liked this kind of words very much, and hooked his lips: Then I won't feel wronged.

Lao Tzu has your name tattooed on his hip bone. The tip of his tongue was curled with tenderness, Wen Qiao, do you want to be responsible for me for the rest of your life?

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

Hung up the phone, she rubbed her cheeks, opened the booking software, and booked a ticket to Hong Kong City as soon as possible.

When Butt heard Wen Qiao coming home, he ran over with his tail up and rubbed her legs.

Wen Qiao crouched down and rubbed his ass, hearing it purring. With a hook on the corner of her mouth, she went to the storage room to get a bag of cat food and added some to the bowl of her ass.

Rubbing his ass's head and said, "Fart, I'm going to Hong Kong City, can you protect Uncle Lu for me?"

Swallowing cat food, he suddenly raised his head and cracked his teeth and meowed at Wen Qiao, as if he was making some kind of agreement.

Wen Qiao took a bath and breathed with Ning Si before going back to bed and lying down.

When you're dazed. The phone rang, and she took it and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he clicked the answer button.

All you could hear was the whirring wind.

Wen Qiao fed, and just when she thought it was a scam call, a young male voice came from the other end, and called out to her in a timid and cautious tone: Sister...... Sister?

Wen Qiao frowned.

The boy on the other end plucked up the courage to ask, "Are you Sister Wen Qiao?"

Hearing his name from the other party's mouth, Wen Qiao was sure that he had not answered the wrong call, so his brows furrowed even tighter, who are you?

The boy on the other end was afraid that Wincho would hang up the phone. hurriedly said: I'm He Xingyu, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, I know you.

The boy seemed to have all the courage to say this, and after saying it was a long silence and temptation, you ...... You should know me, right?

Wen Qiao pressed the corners of his mouth, and asked directly without avoiding his question: How do you know my phone number?

The people of the old He family are also very interesting, the old ones are over, and the small ones are coming to make trouble, is it really that she won't be annoyed when she has no temper?

He Xingyu said timidly: I have always known my sister's number, I can memorize it, and I will send my sister a New Year's text message every year.

Wen Qiao's breath was suffocated, and he was poked by the words New Year's text message, his eyes turned red involuntarily, and he asked repeatedly: The New Year's text message you sent?

He Xingyu realized that he might have said the wrong thing to make Wen Qiao unhappy, his voice was low, but he couldn't stop the immaturity, well, the New Year's text messages sent by my mother to my sister were all quietly sent by me behind her back.

When the words landed, Wen Qiao's ruddy eyes were moist, tears rolled down, she lowered her head and wiped it indiscriminately, thinking that her mother was at least guilty of her, and the only contact for so many years was the New Year's text message.

She thought that the woman didn't say it because she didn't know how to express it or was ashamed of guilt, and pinned her thoughts on text messages and sent them at the end of the year and the beginning of the year, she thought...... A woman will have a slight thought of her.

Before this call. She still had a hint of luck, secretly reassuring herself in case......

Wen Qiao rubbed his swollen eyes and asked in a thick nasal voice, "Then what are you calling for?" just to tell you about me, you texted me.

It was quiet for a long time, and the little boy asked in a slightly sad voice: Mom is gone, I can't find where she went, Dad said that I would go to school tomorrow to withdraw from school, they said Mom went to look for you, sister, have you seen Mom?

Wen Qiao swallowed the two words "I've seen" back into his throat, but he hadn't seen it. Your dad came to me, why did he give you a drop out of school?

Roughly calculated, He Xingyu is only twelve years old, at most he is in junior high school, dropping out of school so early, Lao He is puzzled.

He Xingyu said in a low voice: They said that my brother was going to study abroad, and my father said that my family couldn't afford me to study, so he asked someone to introduce me to work in a factory, so that I could make money to support my family as soon as possible.

Wincho: ......

A twelve-year-old child is still a child laborer, how can Lao He bear it?

He Xingyu didn't care whether Wen Qiao was listening or not, and chattered: Sister, I really don't want to work, I want to go to school, sister, can you find your mother, I don't have to go to work when she comes back. My father said that if I didn't go to work, he would kick me out of the house and never go back. Sister, I'm so hungry and cold.

Wen Qiao's heart was stung by the little one's cowardly and helpless voice. As if back before she was thirteen, she almost blurted out: Where are you now?

Wen Qiao glanced at the number called again, it was a landline, and his heart sank to the valley.

Sister, I was kicked out by my father, in a public phone booth, and it was raining outside and I couldn't go anywhere.

Wen Qiao's heart was twisted, a twelve or thirteen-year-old child was kicked out of the house, not to mention related to her. Even if it's a stranger, she can't help but want to help.

You just stay where you are, and I'll have someone pick you up.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qiao asked for Li Zhun's phone number from Ning Xi, and doubled it and asked him to take He Xingyu to the hotel for one night.

Early the next morning, Wincho took the earliest flight to Minato City.

Li Zhun's car was waiting at the airport, Wen Qiao got out of the car, Li Zhun asked with a smile: You really don't want to tell Brother Lu?

Wen Qiao nodded, don't tell him for the time being, I should be able to solve it.

Li Zhun drove the car and glanced at the rearview mirror, yes, and me!

Wen Qiao thanked him, and he was not polite, and said directly: I may need you to help me find a few people, who are tall and powerful and can bluff people. It's best to mix it up.

Li Zhun raised his eyebrows, what is this going to do?

Wen Qiao opened his mouth, and he didn't plan to hide it. Go teach He Xingyu and his father a lesson.

Li Zhun was shocked, he didn't expect a weak woman to be so spicy, he was brought to Hong Kong City because he taught people a lesson, and he almost forgot about the time when he was angry.

When he thought of seeing He Xingyu's little guy last night, he was tall and had no flesh on his body, but had a feeling of malnutrition, and his dark and round eyes were full of fear and stubbornness, like a puppy left on the side of the road, both eager and afraid to make people feel distressed.

Li Zhun had never seen such a look. His heart was pricked, and he thought that if Wen Qiao didn't open his mouth, he would take him away without hesitation.

The child was thinly dressed up and down, his face was pale from the cold, and he was huddled in a phone booth, and he could be swept away by a gust of wind.

He heard that the child was kicked out by his father because he wanted to go to school and not work, so he couldn't lift it in one breath, the half-human tall child in front of him was so thin, what could he do if he didn't go to school?

Li Zhun smiled, gritted his teeth and said: That old thing doesn't do anything, and it's not too much to teach a lesson.

While driving, he said: I asked people to inquire last night, Lao He loves to play cards and brag in his life, and he has no serious skills, when your mother married him, his family happened to be demolished and relocated for a little money, and then he squandered it, and their family counted on your mother to earn some wages.

He Xingzhou is the son of Lao He and his ex-wife, I heard that he was going to apply to study abroad recently, and he asked for a large sum of money, I asked someone, and Lao He bragged that he went to Nancheng and got 500,000 yuan back. You gave it?

Wen Qiao's eyes twitched, no.

Li Zhun was also surprised, ah? Who gave it to you?

He couldn't think of anyone who was so kind to give Lao He 500,000?

Wen Qiao said slowly: Lu Yunzheng gave it.

He also guessed, but apart from Lu Yunzheng, she couldn't think of a second person.

Brother Zheng is the boss of the wrongs, doesn't he know about the situation of Lao He's family? Li Zhun Lao He is angry when he picks up 500,000 yuan for no reason.

I can't wait to rush up and pinch him to death.

I don't know, I don't know. However, Lao He found it, how could he come back with peace of mind if he didn't give money.

is also, but Lao He is rich, why do you want He Xingyu to drop out of school?

This is what Wen Qiao can't figure out, although 500,000 yuan is not rich, it can also let He Xingzhou finish reading, and besides, He Xingyu will drop out of school and go to work. How much can you earn in a month?

Wen Qiao shook his head and said he didn't know, Li Zhun grinded his teeth, made a call, wait, I'll let someone check.

I'll take you to the hotel to see the little guy first?

Wen Qiao looked out the window expressionlessly, stared at it for a while and said: No need, let him stay in the hotel first.

Wen Qiao and Li Zhun found a tea restaurant to eat, and after eating, Wen Qiao picked the person Li Zhun found, who was tall and big. The big flower arm stood there, and his line of sight could be half blocked.

Wen Qiao was very satisfied with the people he had found, smiled and said, "Either let you fight, or support me on the field." Don't do it when the time comes, and protect me when necessary.

The few people who were picked nodded their heads, taking Wen Qiao's words to heart.

When I arrived at Lao He's community, a few old women downstairs stood and chatted, and said sneakily: I heard that Lao He's mother-in-law ran away?

No, I haven't been, I've been with him for so many years. Didn't Xingyu go to school too?

The woman said again: What, I heard it clearly last night, Lao He drove He Xingyu out of the house. It rained so hard last night, and I don't know where he went. Poor thing.

Really? Lao He has always disliked his mother-in-law and He Xingyu, and it's not that he doesn't know, but He Xingyu is his son anyway, so why is he in the sky and the earth with He Xingzhou.

The women chattered and almost went through the cause and effect of the matter.

Wen Qiao had a calm face, walked up to the women and asked in a low voice: Excuse me, what floor and room does Lao He live on in your mouth?

The women were interrupted by a sudden voice, glanced at Wen Qiao impatiently, and when they saw the people behind her, they gasped, pointed to the building and said: This is Building 10, 301.

Wen Qiao thanked him and left with the men.

The woman was shocked, who is this person?

After a while, the women watched Wen Qiao lean out half of his body from the third floor, and then the tall men rushed to the door of the unit building.

One on one side is like a door god, guarding the door of the unit.

Within 301.

Old He Fan stared at Wen Qiao, what are you doing?

Wen Qiao kicked over the chair and said sharply: Lu Yunzheng gave you 500,000, you give it back to me now, and I will leave you and He Xingzhou a face. If you don't pay it back......

Lao He was almost frightened by Wen Qiao, and after thinking about what Wen Qiao could do to him, he squinted his eyes and asked provocatively: What else can you do?

Wen Qiao smiled, don't you pay it back?

Lao He's face wrinkled, and his eyes stared at Wen Qiao in horror: What do you want to do?

Wen Qiao smiled, and after a while, a tall man appeared at the door, Wen Qiao looked around the house and said: Your things are not enough to smash.

After speaking, Wen Qiao walked around to the table and swiped his fingertips across the closed laptop, this should be He Xingzhou's thing, right?

You just bought it with 500,000 yuan, right?

You must be very happy to spend Lu Yunzheng's money, right?

The protective film has not been removed.

Wen Qiao licked the corners of his mouth, picked up his laptop and slammed it on the ground.