Mu Tian frowned with some annoyance, and forgot to control himself, he shouldn't have swear in front of Qianbao.

She raised her hand and rubbed Wen Qianqian's head, smiled gently, trying to save her image: "Qianbao, my sister is usually not like this, but she is angry." ”

Wen Qianqian chick nodded like a peck of rice, convinced of her words, and felt a little more disgusted with Wen Han in his heart, this person is really bad, he has made Mu Qian angry like this.

She wasn't actually very angry, after that incident, she was indifferent to everything, except for the things she liked, nothing else could get into her eyes.

The creed of Wen Qian's life is: If people live, they must have fun in time, and there are more things that make people angry, if they are angry for a long time every time, only themselves will suffer.

But hate is hate, and her disgust for Wen Han is simply extreme.

Mu Tian led her to the side of the Audi, let go of the hand holding the trunk, and knocked on the car window: "Angkor, open the trunk." ”

Wu Ye answered, opened the car door and got out of the car, and his eyes lit up after seeing Wen Qianqian: "This is shallow, it looks so cute." ”

Wu Yejin Chinese New Year's Eve, his wife is an outsider, and he just had a daughter last year, so he now sees cute things or people like a weird uncle.

Mu Tian pulled Wen Qianqian behind him, and said to Wu Ye with a disgusted expression: "Don't scare her. ”

Wu Ye also reacted to his inappropriateness, smiled awkwardly, took the initiative to take the suitcase, and put it in the trunk.

Mu Tian pulled Wen Qianqian into the back seat, and after Wu Ye got into the car, he fastened his seat belt and glanced back: "Go back to the Jade Garden or the Shimao Mansion?"

"Shimao. ”

She has two houses, the Emerald Garden is an apartment bought for her by the company, with three bedrooms and one living room, and the Shimao Mansion is a villa she bought herself, in the south of the city.

Wen Qianqian was a little sleepy, yawned, and two tears instantly hung on her long eyelashes.

After Mu Tian noticed it, his hands were a little itchy.

I am cute and want to rub it.

"Are you sleepy?" asked Mu Tian.

Wen Qianqian nodded, Mu leaned over and took a blanket in front of her and said, "You sleep for a while, there are still more than an hour to get home, and I will call you when it comes." ”

Wen Qianqian rubbed his eyes, said "thank you", wrapped the blanket around his body, and closed his eyes against the car window.

She couldn't sleep well, Wen Ying and Mu Qian were left in a plane crash, and before they got on the plane, they called her, saying that they were coming back and brought her gifts.

No one expected that that phone call would be their last call.

Wen Qianqian had a nightmare, in the dream she wanted to stop Wen Ying and Mu Qian who were about to get on the plane, but they couldn't see her, she could only watch them get on the plane, and then watched the plane explode in the air, making a violent sound, and the ground shook a little.

"Shallow treasure, shallow treasure, wake up. ”

Mu Tian didn't know why she suddenly cried, her voice was small, as if she was muttering, uncomfortable and depressed.

Wen Qianqian was woken up by her, and she was still a little stunned.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her own crying with a thick nasal voice, and she reached out and touched her cheek, which was moist in her hand.

Mu Tian hugged her distressedly: "Why did you cry suddenly, did you miss your parents?"

Speaking of her parents, Wen Qian's eyes swelled a little, she blinked her eyes twice, held back her tears, and wiped her eyes indiscriminately: "I'm fine, sister, don't worry." ”

She had hardly cried, and the rest of her twenty-two years, except for the incident that happened when she was six years old, had been a smooth life.

It was so smooth that she thought that God was making up for the suffering she suffered that year, but she didn't expect that greater suffering was yet to come.

Wen Qianxiao exhaled a long breath, lowered the car window, hugged the blanket tightly with both hands, and looked at the scenery outside.