Wu Junke kept looking at the door that was quietly closed.

"Don't look at it, everyone is gone. ”

Qiao Fangyin took the quiet bag and opened it to see. is a piece of clothing. She took it out, took the corners of the clothes on both shoulders with both hands, and put them straight in front of her eyes to admire them.

Quiet chose a dress with a pure white background for Qiao Fangyin. Then cover it with a layer of white full lace, and the texture is of course undoubted.

The buckle on the upper body and the small stand collar one inch wide make this dress look strong Chinese style.

The design of the waist made Qiao Fangyin think that her waistline would definitely be highlighted before she put it on.

She gestured over her body, reaching just above her knees. For someone her age, such a length is both generous and not out of proportion.

"I'll go to the bathroom to try on clothes, and you can take a picture for me and send it to Xiao An later." ”

Qiao Fangyin naturally knew what Wu Junke was in such a hurry, but Wu Junke didn't speak, and she wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

Wu Junke seemed to be in a good mood when he saw Qiao Fangyin, and he felt that there should be no major problems.

Qiao Fangyin was trying on clothes in the bathroom, Yan Zihui's phone came back, Wu Junke hung up the phone, and he replied Yan Zihui with two words: busy.

The hospital is not a good place after all, not to mention whether there is a disease or not, just this hospital gown is a bad look of bad luck.

Qiao Fangyin changed into the clothes that Quiet bought for her, and she took pictures back and forth in the bathroom for several minutes.

"Look at this Xiao An's eyes, this dress seems to be made for me. ”

Qiao Fangyin walked in front of Wu Junke. "Take a picture of me, I'm going to send it to Xiao An. ”

Qiao Fangyin, who had changed her clothes, looked radiant, and Wu Junke felt that she didn't need to live in the hospital anymore. How can there be a patient who is still so frowning in the hospital.

Wu Junke picked up his mobile phone and took a few photos, ready to send them to Jingjing.

"Wait a while, don't send it to Xiao An. You send it to me first. Qiao Fangyin hurriedly took Wu Junke's mobile phone.

"Why?" Wu Junke was puzzled.

Qiao Fangyin said seriously: "Xiao An saw you, like a mouse seeing a cat." Maybe she won't even read the message you sent. I'd better send it to her myself. ”

Wu Junke was suddenly messy, if the tension in the drama is quoted to express his current state of mind, it may be like seeing Stephen Chow's favorite heroine "Ruhua" in the movie, digging his nostrils and running towards him.

Wu Junke wanted to say: Mom! I'm your own son!

Qiao Fangyin sent the photo on Wu Junke's mobile phone to herself, and then sat on the sofa and clicked it intently.

Wu Junke turned his head sideways and looked carefully, he was once again frantic. Qiao Fangyin is actually in the p picture!

"Mom, you send it to Quiet, as for it?"

"You know what? Like a piece of wood. ”

Wu Junke feels that his status is not as good as before, Qiao Fangyin, who loves his son like his life, since he broke up with Jingjing, Qiao Fangyin will often count Wu Junke's disappointment.

Qiao Fangyin sent the photo, and then she put the microphone of her mobile phone to her mouth and said: Xiao An, am I dressed beautifully? How do you know my mind so well? In a few days, I will wear the clothes you bought for me to participate in the event.

Less than a minute after the voice was sent, the message was quietly replied.

Qiao Fangyin took the phone to her ear and listened to it, smiling happily while listening. Of course, Wu Junke was uncomfortable, and he couldn't scratch the itch when he was distressed, and he also wanted to hear what Jing Jing had to say.

"Why are you still listening behind my back?"

Qiao Fangyin gave Wu Junke a very meaningful look, meaning for him to experience for himself.

Yan Zihui's phone called again, and even if Wu Junke hung up immediately, he still let Qiao Fangyin see the three words Yan Zihui displayed on the mobile phone screen.

Wu Junke put his phone on silent and put it back in his pocket.

Qiao Fangyin didn't want to take the initiative to mention it, but Yan Zihui's call was like a shout. "Junke, do you have to tell me what's going on with you and her now?"

Wu Junke didn't know where to start.

"You've been a very assertive person since you were a child. You're very disciplined and never let me worry about your dad. ”

Qiao Fangyin's words came to an abrupt end. After Jingjing and Wu Junke's marriage officially collapsed, she never talked to Wu Junke about such a thing head-on, because she knew that this blow was too big for her son.

"Mom, don't worry, I will take care of Zihui's affairs. I know what you and Dad mean. ”

Wu Junke didn't want to talk too much about Yan Zihui with Qiao Fangyin, just to give her a reassurance.

"Since you know what I mean by your father, then why do you have to have a relationship with her? Junke, her sin has nothing to do with you, you don't have to carry everything on your shoulders, you will be crushed by these responsibilities. ”

Qiao Fangyin looked at Wu Junke's side face, and she could no longer see the vigor on her emaciated face when she was with Jingjing. She was distressed.

"Son, if you can't let go of this responsibility, let me and your father share it for you. We raise her and make sure she has no worries about food and clothing, I can't watch you pay for yourself!"

"Mom, I know how to measure. I also talked to Zihui about this, and she accepted it. Wu Junke's upper hand crossed his fingers and clasped them together.

"Accept, then what is she doing in the hospital today? Is she just visiting me?"

Qiao Fangyin walked to the trash can and picked up the card that she had torn in half.

"When she came, I thought Xiao Ann was coming. I walked out of the bathroom calling Xiao An's name, and Yan Zihui should have heard it. She didn't take out this card in front of me, and Ah Qin was afraid that Xiao Anlai would bump into her, so she waited downstairs in the hospital. She saw Yan Zihui leave in a car before returning upstairs. ”

Wu Junke took the card from Qiao Fangyin's hand.

"Ah Qin returned and passed by the nurse's desk, why didn't anyone give her this card? But Xiao An came for a few minutes, and the card was sent to the ward by the nurse. He also said that he was afraid of disturbing my rest, so he specially asked the nurse to hand it over to me. She's so scheming that I feel scared when I think about it!"

The reason why Qiao Fangyin tore up this card excitedly was because she saw through Yan Zihui's intentions.

The cards were just split in two, and Wu Junke took out half of the cards from the envelope. Spelled together, the card is indeed Yan Zihui's handwriting, and Juanxiu's words gradually come into view.

Yan Zihui wrote: You are right, I am a sinner. I don't hate myself. I, who you have driven out of the door, am guilty of great sin. The flowers you threw out withered in an instant. Sorry to bother me.

Yan Zihui just a few lines, Wu Junke fully understood what happened after she came to the hospital.

Wu Junke spread the card on the table and rubbed his face with both hands.

Qiao Fangyin looked at the words on the card and sneered. "That's a clever way to file a complaint. ”

"Mom, Zihui is a patient. After being tortured by Yan Weicheng for a long time, she had a big problem physically and mentally. Her behavior cannot be viewed through the eyes of a normal person. Wu Junke explained at the beginning.

"Of course she's not an ordinary person! she's much smarter than ordinary people, she understands your weaknesses and pretends to be pitiful in front of people. ”

Qiao Fangyin picked up the card on the table and held it in her hand. "But what about the queen? She came to see me in the hospital today, did you know in advance? No need to ask, seeing that you came in a hurry, you must have only known about her afterwards. But she said you knew she was here. ”

Wu Junke didn't know how to explain to Qiao Fangyin, what is multiple personalities, I'm afraid that Qiao Fangyin will be afraid of death if I say more.

"I'll be optimistic about her. It won't happen anymore. ”

"What does she have to do with you, why do you do so much?" Qiao Fangyin felt for the first time that Wu Junke was pedantic.

"If Dad could see Zihui's face and open up on the Internet at that time and not pursue it, Yan Weicheng may not have tortured Zihui under house arrest for so many years. ”

"Could it be that your father could have calmed down the events of the past? If they succeeded back then, it would have been your father who fell! Besides, no one knew Yan Zihui's background at all, and no one thought that Yan Weicheng would do such a dehumanizing thing. ”

Qiao Fangyin didn't think that Wu Dequan caused this incident, and Wu Junke didn't need to attribute all the responsibility to himself.

Wu Junke lowered his head, his eyes completely dull.

"Zihui was already pregnant at the time, and she let Yan Weicheng fight until she had a miscarriage. That's my child, your grandson. ”

This is Wu Junke's lingering shadow, for this he has never been able to let Yan Zihui go freely.

Qiao Fangyin sat down heavily and fell onto the sofa. She suddenly felt discouraged, not because she heard that she once had an unborn grandson, but because she felt that her son would be firmly controlled by Yan Zihui with this.

"Zihui is innocent, she is a victim. I also know that many of her practices are unacceptable, but this is not something she can control. ”

"When are you going to take care of her, or are you going to marry her and enter the door?" Qiao Fangyin's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Wu Junke did not answer.

Qiao Fangyin slowly stood up and walked back to the bathroom, and a few minutes later she put on her hospital gown and walked out, she folded the changed clothes neatly and put them at the foot of the hospital bed.

She sat on the edge of the hospital bed, touched the clothes, and looked at Wu Junke with a tired and lonely look. "Son, she is innocent, what about you?"

Qiao Fangyin's eyes merged into a small stream, flowing down the corners of her eyes and irrigating her crow's feet. "Isn't Xiao An innocent? Why did she make a mistake? Why did she sacrifice your marriage to make up for her sin? If your father did something wrong, then let us pay it off in the first place!"

Wu Junke looked up at his mother, and Qiao Fangyin, who had just let him take pictures like a flower and butterfly, suddenly dimmed. "Mom, you can rest, you are very tired today. ”

"I said this when Yan Zihui came just now. Now I'll tell you again. Xiao An, I can't look forward to it, I just hope she doesn't alienate me because of you. However, as long as I am here for a day, I will not allow Yan Zihui to step into the door of the Wu family! Since I was a child, I have never interfered in your decision, but I will never agree to this one thing. ”

"Stop talking to me about being quiet!"

Wu Junke suddenly roared. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?