"Really?" Ye Tingcheng tilted his little head, pouted his small mouth, and asked with big eyes.

"Of course it's true, when did I lie to you." Xiao Fan smiled and said with a doting face.

"You're always lying to me." Ye Qingcheng pouted, glanced at Xiao Fan and said.

"Who lied to you?" Xiao Fan stretched out his hand angrily, rubbed Ye Tingcheng's little head, and kneaded Ye Tingcheng's hair into a ball.

"Nasty," Ye Tingcheng snorted, stretched out his little hand, beat Xiao Fan unruly, and played with the little girl, Xiao Fan was in a good mood, looking at the little girl's messed hair and clothes, Xiao Fan hummed a little song comfortably, and left the room with his hands behind his back.

Not long after, Ye Tingcheng also came out with a small mouth, looking at Wen Yiqian's gaze, it seemed that there were some embarrassing ingredients, looking at the appearance of the little girl, Xiao Fan smiled helplessly, this girl, the mouth is stubborn, but the heart is very soft, a typical hard mouth and soft heart.

Wen Yiqian had already prepared the meal and brought it to the table, Xiao Fan walked to the table, grabbed a piece of soft fried tenderloin, and was about to send it to his mouth, he hadn't eaten for a day, he was hungry enough, Ye Tingcheng was also doing the same beside him, grabbing a piece of soft fried tenderloin, and eating it with relish.

"Smack," Wen Yiqian took the chopsticks and slapped Xiao Fan angrily, "Go wash your hands." Wen Yiqian said angrily.

"Oh," Xiao Fan nodded, looked at Ye Tingcheng, who was eating, took out his chopsticks, snapped, and slapped Ye Tingcheng's little hand, "Wash your hands." ”

Ye Qingcheng blinked her eyes and looked at Xiao Fan aggrievedly, she felt that Xiao Fan was clearly transferring anger.

Watching one big and one small get into the bathroom, Wen Yiqian smiled faintly, "I don't know how these two people usually live?" Wen Yiqian's eyes showed a touch of sourness, but there was also a bit of yearning, the corners of Wen Yiqian's mouth hooked a bitter arc, but she felt a little confused about the future.

"Dad, Mom hasn't called for so long, I'm afraid the Wen family has given up on themselves." Wen Yiqian thought in her heart.

"But that's fine, what can you do with that kind of family, whether you go back or not? What's there to be nostalgic for yourself? The corners of Wen Yiqian's mouth hooked up a bitter smile.

Here, at least he can feel humanity, and there, there are only cold family interests, everything is based on interests, "Such an impersonal family is really not worthy of affection." Wen Yiqian said in her heart.

"Hmph," In the bathroom, Ye Tingcheng snorted, stretched out his little hand, and pinched Xiao Fan angrily, this guy can't eat it himself, and it even affects Miss Ben, Ye Tingcheng smacked his lips, but he was still a little unsatisfied with the fragrance of the softly fried tenderloin. Looking at Xiao Fan's grinning appearance, Ye Qingcheng smiled with satisfaction, washed his snow-white hands, and then swaggered out, but Xiao Fan could only be in the back.

"Teacher Yiqian, what do you want?" When Ye Chengcheng walked to the dining table, he wanted to eat a big meal, but he saw Wen Yiqian holding chopsticks and looking out the window in a daze.

"Teacher Yiqian?" Ye Qingcheng shouted softly.

"Oh, it's okay," Wen Yiqian was stunned, looking at Ye Tingcheng and smiling slightly.

"At home, call me sister, I'm not a few years older than you, don't call me teacher, it's awkward." Wen Yiqian said with a smile.

"Well, Sister Yiqian," Ye Tingcheng smiled sweetly.

At this moment, Xiao Fan came out, but Ye Tingcheng glared at Xiao Fan fiercely, Xiao Fan touched his nose depressedly, "Who did I provoke whom?" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Eat, eat." Xiao Fan sat down, picked up chopsticks, took a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

Soon, the dining table became a situation of one big and one small competing for food, Xiao Fan was swept by the clouds, Ye Qingcheng was elegant, but the speed was not slow at all, Wen Yiqian looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

South, the Wen family, the old man of the Wen family sat on the high hall, looked at the decadent Wen Zhigao below, and sighed softly, this time Wen Zhigao's task has been completed extremely well, but unfortunately, it should not be, before leaving, to provoke the man, and it ended up like this, the northeast, at the beginning of the chaos, almost focused on most of the eyes of China, even if the Wen family wanted to intervene, they didn't dare, the whip was beyond reach, and it seemed that the battle that had no suspense seemed to be in a state of anxiety, and the old man sighed slightly, " Wen Zhigao's hand is afraid that it will be broken in vain. ”

Even the Xiao family in the Northeast, a deep-rooted family that has been operating in the Northeast for many years, can't help that man now, let alone the Wen family.

"Old man, let Yiqian come back, right?" A middle-aged woman who still has charm said, and after a closer look, between her eyebrows, she is somewhat similar to Wen Yiqian.

"Come back?" The old man shook his head, Wen Yiqian may be fine when she is by Xiao Fan's side, but once she returns to the Wen family, the pressure of the Xiao family is afraid that she will immediately pour into the nest, the Xiao family, in this matter, is annoyed by the Wen family, but because of face, she is unwilling to say more, once Wen Yiqian comes back, it will be a reason for the Xiao family to do it.

The Wen family, compared with the Xiao family, is too bad after all, although it is also a first-class family, but the background is there, besides, if it is about the same, why bother to be so low-voiced, the Xiao family is so young, how dare they be so arrogant.

"From now on, the Wen family does not have Wen Yiqian." The old man finally made a final decision and said in a deep voice.

"Old man, you?" The middle-aged woman looked at Old Man Wen and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her daughter was born to her, how could she not feel distressed, her daughter who had raised her for so many years was just given away, and she even had to be expelled from the family.

"You're so heartless." Middle-aged woman, sobbing in a low voice.

"I've made up my mind, so I don't need to say more." Old Man Wen said in a deep voice.

The words fell, on crutches, and left step by step, as for Wen Zhigao, the old man never looked at it again, a person who couldn't hold his breath, not to mention that he was still a waste person now, such a person would definitely not be able to take over the family.

Wen Zhigao looked at the back of the old man leaving, his face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning, "He's finished?" In this instant, he had lost everything. ”

"Today's shame, the Wen family has written it down." On that day, the cruel words that were left behind were still in his ears, making Wen Zhigao feel that his face was a little hot, "Can I represent the Wen family?" In the end, it's just an outcast. Wen Zhigao smiled desolately, and couldn't help but think of the man's cold smile in his mind.

"That man was afraid that when he humiliated himself that day, he would have expected this," Wen Zhigao sighed.