23 She was tired
Wen Qing sighed in her heart, but said "it's okay" and "rest assured".
Obviously, Lu Kelan's matter has been known to the family.
Wen Qing persuaded softly, reassuring the family.
However, she and Yang Ruoying were still talking there, when suddenly a harsh voice came.
"Mom, what's the use of that, you ask? My sister's character, even if the sky falls, she will hold it in her heart. If you want me to say, that He Yiming is not a thing! Raising a woman outside, and letting that woman come to the door to make trouble, it's really not a thing! She can bear it, I can't! ”
Wen Qing clenched the phone on the other side, she took a deep breath, and was just about to say something.
As a result, Yang Ruoying opened her mouth first on the other side and taught Wen Junyan a lesson.
Wen Qing's heart was sour.
No matter what time it is, the only person who really remembers himself is his family.
She suddenly felt very tired, whether it was a qiē she experienced last night, or a qiē she had endured in the past six months. She had a feeling of wanting to break the jar, and couldn't help but sniff, "Mom, I'll go home in a while." ”
"You're coming back?" Yang Ruoying was obviously taken aback by her words, as if she was not sure what her daughter said.
Wen Qing smiled, "Mom, I'll go back in a while." ”
"Good, good! I'm going to prepare something you like to eat right now! Yang Ruoying seemed to be ecstatic, and hurriedly hung up after speaking.
Listening to the busy sound on the phone, Wen Qing couldn't help but laugh.
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Yang Ruoying put down the phone and slapped Wen Junyan on the head.
"Stinky boy, do you want to make your sister sad? Men are like this, the colorful flags flutter outside, the red flag at home does not fall, and when you are tired of playing outside, you will always remember that you have a home......"
Wen Junyan stuck out her tongue and burrowed into Yang Ruoying's arms like a child.
He looked handsome, but his eyes were staring at Wen Yichun opposite him meaningfully, and he sighed, "Mom, you mean to be a drunkard, not to drink...... Say it to someone, right? ”
"What someone, someone!" Wen Yichun put down the teacup, and there was a hint of pampering on her resolute face, "Since I married your mother, I have been single-minded, and I have never had another woman......"
"How can you have the face to say this, at that time, you went to the nightclub twice in three days, if I hadn't put you back, hum, how many brothers and sisters do Junyan and Qingqing have now?"
Yang Ruoying was disgusted with her beautiful eyes, and before he finished speaking, he was refuted so much that he couldn't say a word.
Wen Junyan hugged Yang Ruoying, laughing so much that her jaw was about to fall.
Wen Yichun's old face flushed, and he hurriedly took a sip of tea, and sighed helplessly at the two people who were working with him on the other side to slander him.
"Mom Zhang, go get ready for lunch, Miss is coming back, don't forget her favorite hibiscus grilled fish." Raising his head, the doting in his tone was overflowing.
Wen Qing is his most beloved daughter, but the person who was raised with hard work has been wronged by other men, thinking of this, Wen Yichun only felt that his breath was blocked in his throat, looking at it in his eyes, and he was anxious in his heart.
For half a year, Wen Qing returned to Wen's house only a handful of times.
The daughter is a typical person who reports good news but not bad news, where will they know how she is doing?
If it weren't for the big trouble this time, he wouldn't have known that his daughter would ......