The temperature in the garden was hot, but Wen Yabao was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

She wanted to raise her arms and arms, but suddenly a figure stepped forward and reached out to give her a strong hug.

"I'm sorry, I was going to call you to dinner, but I overheard you talking on the phone."

It was Xie Rongyan who hugged Wen Yabao, she patted her back gently and coaxed, "It's all over, cry if you want to, don't embarrass yourself too much for someone who is not worthy." ”

Wen Huating's attitude towards Wen Yabao, Xie Rongyan is not just a little bit of a story.

Such a blessed father is also unprecedented.

"Will it pass?" Wen Mansion is like a nightmare, occupying Wen Yabao's entire childhood.

"Yes."

Xie Rongyan's affirmative answer inexplicably appeased Wen Yabao.

Usually her aunt would also comfort her.

It's just the comfort of the aunt, and it's always just "going to get better".

Far from hopeless.

Xie Rongyan's hug, with the warm fragrance of orange blossom.

Sunny and refreshing.

The sweet orange blossom seems to have a miraculous effect on calming the nerves.

Wen Yabao adjusted his mentality as soon as possible and swallowed all the grievances back into his stomach.

The redness at the end of the eyes gradually fades.

"You're recovering a lot faster than I thought."

"As an artist, emotional exposure is unqualified."

Wen Yabao's too strict made Xie Rongyan slightly shocked, "In fact, artists are also people, how can people have no emotions." ”

She just smiled and followed Xie Rongyan out of the garden.

In the bright dining room, the butler is directing the servants to serve the food.

Shengjing's local dish.

It is all the meat that Wen Yabao rarely touches with chopsticks on weekdays.

She has a physique that is prone to edema, eats very light tastes, consumes high-quality protein in a quantitative amount, and basically eats meals prepared by nutritionists.

As soon as Wen Yabao stepped into the restaurant with his front foot, his mobile phone entered the call.

Officer Gao called.

This is? The staff in charge of making the transcript of the accident of Wen Yabao.

Could it be that things are progressing?

Wen Yabao retreated apologetically to the garden again to answer the phone.

"Miss Wen, I'm sorry to call you at this time. Because of the breakthrough in the investigation, I am afraid that you will encounter danger again, so I specially inform you that you must pay attention to safety recently, especially the acquaintances around you. ”

Officer Gao had something to say, it may be that the matter has not been further demonstrated, but he is afraid that Wen Yabao will have another accident, so he pretends to remind him.

"Is that person related to Ms. Wei Linglan?" Wen Yabao asked tentatively.

"Now I can only confirm that the person is a temporary worker of Miss Wen's home logistics company. We do not rule out any possibility, and we are still investigating further, which is to remind Miss Wen to pay attention to safety. ”

Officer Gao repeatedly pointed to the security issue, but refused to disclose too many details.

Wen Yabao had no choice but to give up after thanking him repeatedly.

At the very least, know that the person is a temporary worker at a logistics company.

This time, it seems that this accident is more like a premeditation.

A chill crept up his back.

Her heart pounded, and a palpitation slowed her down.

If it's premeditated? She doesn't die, and Ms. Wei's mother and daughter are endless.

His hands and feet were frozen in place for a long time.

It wasn't until the restaurant in the glass door gradually became lively that she pushed the door in a trance.

There are more men in the restaurant, one big and one small.

A man in his mid-thirties, wearing a well-cut dark blue suit.

The white shirt has white gold cufflinks, no tie, and the collar of the shirt is slightly open.

He should be the president of HE Fashion Group - He Chaonian.