Text Chapter 214 Best Assist

Qiao Lin asked Wen Jing once before, if she and her brother didn't go to the end, could they continue to be friends?

Wen Jing said with certainty that she could, so Jolene was happy for a while. But she also knows very well that she and Wen Jing are people from two worlds after all, and she has no idea how long they can be friends.

She wanted to invite Wen Jing to dinner last night, but she didn't have time. Early this morning, Wen Jing called and said that she wouldn't see her for a holiday, and she would have to see each other before Jolene went home. Jolene couldn't find a reason to excuse herself, so she agreed.

In order to realize her dream of being a model, Wen Jing lost some weight and looked weak. Not only that, but she also told Jolene that in March next year, she will be returning to the UK to continue her studies.

"Your brother is right, no matter what, it's always right to read a little more. Besides, he often says things that I don't understand, and it seems that I am too unskilled!" Wen Jing smiled: "So I decided, at least get the degree." In other words, in high school, I studied quite hard. ”

As long as Wen Jing mentions her brother, Qiao Lin will be on pins and needles, not knowing what to do. Wen Jing concentrated on driving, didn't notice her expression, and still asked, "How is your brother's competition?"

"Uh......" Jolene is not good at lying, so she sloppily said: "I don't know, I heard where he is stationed for training......

"That must be the end of the competition!

"To be honest, my brother didn't go to the competition......"

Wen Jing was taken aback, and almost had a close contact with the car next to her. She hurriedly found a place to park her car and asked Jolene what had happened.

My brother told me not to tell Wen Jing, but Qiao Lin didn't think so, the two of them were obviously concerned about each other, why did they push each other away? How many lovers, under the banner of "not wanting to embarrass each other", eventually drifted apart?

Qiao Lin decided to take a risk and tell her brother what happened to her, in order to exaggerate the atmosphere, she also quoted Sun Ruiyang's remarks with righteous indignation: "My brother just met a villain like Gao Yu, fortunately, my brother is not Lin Chong, otherwise Gao Yu would have been so angry that he vomited blood and died." ”

Wen Jing was dumbfounded when she heard this, in her eyes, her lover had turned into Lin Chong, and she was so angry that she was dying. She trembled all over, and tears were about to flow out: "How can this be? Is there really such a villain in the world?"

The more Qiao Lin spoke, the more helpless she became: "My brother, don't look at him as very smart, but I think that he is sometimes very simple, very naΓ―ve, and not afraid of heaven and earth." It wasn't until he was killed by bad people that he knew that the world was sinister. ”

But after telling Wen Jing, Qiao Lin was still a little scared, and begged: "Sister, don't tell my brother, I told you...... Alas!" Jolene scratched her head, her heart was crossed, and she continued: "Forget it, I do things by myself, that's what I said, I just want you two to be together and see what he can do to me!"

Wen Jing couldn't help but laugh and couldn't help pinching Qiao Lin's nose. Qiao Lin told again: "Sister, I know you are very powerful, but you must ~ never ~ don't reach out to my brother's business." He is very naΓ―ve, very repulsive to those messy things, and wants to rely on his own strength to go up. ”

"Don't worry, I still know that. ”

Wen Jing was glad that she had come to the right place today, otherwise where would she go to inquire about such high-level information? Qiao Lin's brain was hot, and she called her brother, but fortunately, her brother picked it up, although his voice was a little rougher.

"What are you doing?

"Brother, you ...... Are you still busy for the Spring Festival?"

Lao Tzu eats soil in the mountains every day, and he almost forgets the New Year. ”

"Then how can you answer the phone?"

"Oh, ah, that ...... That ......"

Jolene was anxious: "Are you injured again?"

"What do you mean? It's an old injury, it's not a big deal, I'll leave after two days of observation here, don't tell my parents." ”

The old injury my brother said was the severe strain he had when he led the team to participate in the competition in college. Before the injury was healed, he returned home on crutches and snowflakes on Chinese New Year's Eve. Jolene will never forget that scene for the rest of her life, and her brother, who seems invincible, is also extremely eager to go home, right?

After that injury, almost every time the devil trained weekly, Qiao Nan had to go to the hospital. But he never told his family that injuries would affect the assessment, and the anxiety in his heart was more tormenting than the pain of the old injury.

"Hey, Jolene, what about talking to you, did you hear that? I'll be back the day after tomorrow, it's really nothing, you are not allowed to tell your parents, and our sister, did you hear that?"

"Oh, I hear you. Qiao Lin looked at Wen Jing opposite, and asked again, "Brother, which hospital are you in?" I, I'll send you something......

Qiao Nan sneered: "Come on, I will leave a long time ago if you send it over, you send it to the ghost? That, pay attention to safety when you go home, put your wallet or something." Don't eat what you don't know, lest you be deceived......"

Jolene gritted her teeth - this guy still treats her like a three-year-old child? Can she be deceived by human traffickers? After her brother finished nagging, Jolene frowned: "I really don't know how to do intelligence work, I can't find out which hospital he is in." ”

Wen Jing was distressed and said, "You don't have to ask, I'll find someone to ask, I must go and see him!"

Jolene vaguely felt that she was in trouble, but she was carried away by her enthusiasm and thought about pushing them. Seeing Wen Jing's deep affection for him, Qiao Lin felt that her brother was too bad to be worthy of such a little fairy.

"Sister, my brother is a soldier, the salary is not so high, I can't accompany you by my side, and I will be injured and sick when I retire from the army in the future...... There must be a lot of good boys pursuing you, why do you have to take a fancy to my brother?"

Even after a few years, Qiao Lin still insisted on asking this question, and Wen Jing's answer was consistent: "I have a high vision, as long as I think of your brother, I won't think of anyone else." ”

A few years later, Min Rou also reached the age when it was time to talk about marriage, and her aunt found several young men with good looks for her, and Min Rou burst out with an astonishing sentence: "If you find me someone as interesting as Brother Qiao Nan, I will marry tomorrow!"

Well, it seems that interesting souls are really rare, otherwise, Qiao Nan would not let these little girls forget it. Maybe the guy who bullied herself all day was a little charming!, Jolene thought.

Continuing back in 2009, Jolene was still focused on assisting, hoping that her brother could marry the fairy sister home, so that they could be good friends for life.

After saying goodbye to Qiao Lin, Wen Jing first inquired with Su Xue to the hospital where Qiao Nan was, booked a plane early tomorrow morning, and went straight to her father's villa.

Since the last birthday, Wen's father has contracted a serious flu and has been cured, but his resistance has inexplicably deteriorated, and he has a cold and cough every once in a while, and he is always lazy and has no strength. I went to the hospital for two days to hang up a drip, and it didn't get any better.

Big Man Wen was very unhappy, he sighed, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, the medical staff had the illusion that he was going to raze the hospital to the ground.

Of course, the attending doctor did not allow such a thing to happen, and he advised: "You must rest in peace and recuperate, and don't think about things in your heart." You just rest for a week, eat well, drink well, sleep well, and I promise you'll be back to normal. ”

Big Man Wen was skeptical, but his physical condition was not good, and he couldn't handle business. So, after more than 20 years of hard work, he finally ushered in his first vacation. After a few days of recuperation, I did recover a lot. He also deeply realized that stress is indeed the source of all diseases.

Even if Wen Jing resents her father, he is her father after all. When he was sick, she also boiled abalone porridge and bird's nest porridge at home, pickled light and refreshing side dishes, and sent them to her father, hoping that he would get better as soon as possible.

For her performance, Father Wen was full of praise: "Jingjing is still like your mother, virtuous! If anyone marries you, then they will be blessed!"

As soon as Mr. Wen fell ill, the villa suddenly became lively, and the flowers and plants outside came to the house with various precious supplements to express their "virtuousness" and earnestly expressed their care. In this atmosphere, when Qianqian played games in the bedroom, he would be scolded by his mother's ears: "You stupid boy! Don't you see that little vixen has come to show filial piety? You still have the heart to play games? Hurry up and give your dad a massage!"

Therefore, during the time when her father was sick, there was another lively scene at home, which made Wen Jing feel very irritable. Later, it should have been Aunt Fang who took some measures, the family gradually quieted down, and Boss Wen was able to recuperate with peace of mind.

As soon as Wen Jing entered the entrance, Aunt Fang, the stepmother, let out an elegant exclamation: "Ah, Jingjing is here, rare guest!"

Wen Jingpi grinned without smiling: "Am I not the Wen family?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ yes......"

"How did you become a rarity?"

……

Aunt Fang must have flashed countless MMPs in her heart, but the look of displeasure was fleeting, and she smiled: "I have a child in my belly, and this brain just can't do it." Don't mind ha-Lao Wen, Jingjing is here!"

During this time, Wen Jing wanted Qiao Nan to scratch her ears and cheeks, but her father was still sick, and she couldn't ask him to inquire sensibly. After listening to Jolene's story that day, she couldn't care about being reserved anymore, and as soon as she pushed open her father's door, she burst into tears.

Father Wen couldn't see his daughter crying, and hurriedly asked, "Jingjing, what have you been wronged by?"

Thinking of the injustice suffered by her sweetheart, Wen Jing's heart was like a knife, and she couldn't cry. After listening to her intermittent narration, Father Wen breathed a sigh of relief - it was not the baby daughter who was wronged, it was the young man named Qiao Nan.

"Alright, dad knows, if you had told me earlier, I could have sent him directly to the Middle East to compete. It's all over now, I'm ......"

Wen Jing interrupted her father's words fiercely: "Who let you interfere? He is so proud, if he knew that you did something, he would definitely hate me for the rest of his life!"

"Then what do you want Dad to do? How old is he? Let me do me a favor, and ask so much. ”

"It's not that he asked you to help! He's not uncommon for you to help! You just protect him and let others know that he is your Wen Qinghui's person, if you dare to calculate him, it will provoke you! Don't worry about other things!" Wen Jing wiped her tears and said, "You just want him to be your future son-in-law, you have to help me with this favor!"