Chapter 131: Learning to Draw
As she walked, she burst into laughter.
It's also a new experience......
When she was a student, Wen's mother never bought her any decent clothes, barely able to keep them clean and clean, which had consumed a lot of her energy, plus she was born thin and small at that time, so few male classmates would look at her more.
I didn't expect to read all the sails now, but I re-experienced the excitement of my youth.
Wen Yi smiled and shook his head.
It's annoying, but it's not annoying.
The elementary school next to it rang the bell for the end of class, and the children were chattering out of the school gate, Wen Yi was shocked, glanced at the watch on his wrist, hurried back home, and burned the meal to be eaten at noon without distraction.
Her heart is full, the current time is not as loose as before, life has become full and regular, step by step, the previous pain is also exposed to the sun, blown away by the wind.
After no time to be sad anymore, my mood and body are much better.
It's really a happy day like this.
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"I've really made it clear to them."
In the afternoon, the autumn rain continued, Wen Yi forgot to bring an umbrella, but he wore a pair of shoes that could not be wet, and after waiting in the studio for a while, he walked out cautiously and said to Jiang Linghan on the other end of the phone: "They are all very free and easy childrenββ"
Wen Yi smiled and said, "This way is not going on my side, they have already shifted their attention to other places." β
Not everyone will go to the dark emotionally, and not everyone will be like her, kowtowing on the south wall and bleeding, until the blood flows like a river and exhausts the last bit of strength, and then it ends miserably.
She lifted the edge of her skirt and crossed a small river washed out by the rain: "I will cook a new dish for you tonight, it was just taught to me by the classmate next door......"
Turning a corner, Wen Yi saw an unexpected figure, and subconsciously frowned, but there was not too much fluctuation in his heart.
The trench coat worn by the person opposite was very familiar, and Wen Yu had a vague memory.
Looks like a birthday present she bought for him, right?
It's just that in the so many years she has been married to Ji Heng, she has never seen that man pass through.
She took a deep breath and gently addressed the person on the other side of the phone, "Okay, don't worry about me." It's about to cross the traffic light, hang up the phone first, and talk when you get home in the evening. β
"Let's have afternoon tea...... May I? β
In the sparse autumn rain, Ji Heng held a black umbrella and approached Wen Yu step by step, stretching out his arms and completely covering her, but he was wet with his shirt by the sporadic autumn rain.
He was astringent in his heart, and looked at the canvas bag that Wen Yi was carrying: "You are learning to paint now?" β
He paused, subconsciously put his hand in the pocket of his coat, and grasped the cold little tin box.
"You have a talent for drawing."
Wen Yi was silent for a while: "Let's go." β
She couldn't get used to hearing this man's almost low-pitched tone, especially in today's autumn rain, Ji Heng's words were even more bleak.
When he was in the studio during the day, several older staff members naturally talked about their children, and when they talked about genetic inheritance, Wen Yi briefly thought of this man for a while.
Jiang Linghan is very good, and Wen Xi also likes this father very much.
But this girl ...... When he is not smiling, he is almost exactly the same as Ji Heng.
When faced with people they don't like, this biological father and daughter always have the same indifference.
Consanguinity...... Even if you don't say it, it's always there.
Wen Yi took a deep breath, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and avoided the umbrella that the man held on his body: "I still have to be busy cooking for them, I can't stay with you for too long." β
She walked into the rain proudly, took a few quick steps, and left the man behind: "If you have something to say, hurry up and finish it." β
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"Good afternoon, sir, ma'am."
It's a restaurant that both of them are very familiar with, and there's a flurry of intoxicating music flowing through it.
The waiter greeted him with a smile on his face: "Do you still come according to the old rules?" β
Ji Heng took the menu, paused, and said in a low voice, "No." β
Wen Yu sat across from him expressionlessly, quietly listening to the sound of rain outside, without saying a word.
He looked at the familiar dishes on the menu, and his heart was at a loss.
I've been to this restaurant so many times...... At this moment, he was at a loss, clumsily not knowing how to order.
Before......
Ji Heng flipped through a page of the menu in embarrassment, and there was an unexpected pain in his heart.
The preferences that the waiter wrote down were all things that Wen Qiao often ate.
"Wen Yu, do you have anything you want?" He was a little embarrassed when he opened his mouth: "You come to order today, and I will pay the bill, is it okay?" β
Wen Yi hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, and he only felt an inexplicable absurdity: "A glass of ice water is good, thank you." β
Ji Heng was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he couldn't say anything.
The autumn rain was sparsely falling, and the coolness came in through the cracks of people's bones, taking away the joy of midsummer.
Wen Yu took a deep breath and stood up from the chair: "Since it's okay, then I'll leave first......"
Ji Heng stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Yan's wrist when she passed by her, and his face turned pale: "There are still your things in the house...... Xiao Huang is very well kept. β
He felt sad in his heart: "And the paintings you painted before, if you have time, you can come and take them away, okay?" β
Wen Yi's voice was faint: "No need." β
There was a sudden commotion outside the restaurant, but neither of them looked out, Wen Yi felt a faint boredom in his heart, and regretted agreeing to let him come to this place.
Seeing Ji Heng again now will not bring her pain, but she will still be a little irritable: "Those things I didn't take away can be disposed of with you." β
"I don't need the old stuff anymore, and I don't want to see it anymore."
"What about Ji Heng? Where is Ji Heng? I want to know if my husband is here......"
Wen Yi subconsciously looked over and glanced at the somewhat crazy woman who rushed in from the door.
Yang Mengyao?
If it's not Yang Mengyao, who will it be?
The woman's face was haggard, her lower abdomen was slightly convex, and her appearance had not regressed a little bit compared with before, as if this child had brought her a great burden.
When Wen Yu saw her, she also turned her gaze, but from her point of view, it seemed that Ji Heng was holding Wen Yu's hand.
Wen Yi is wearing a dress with a good texture today, her expression is calm, and her skin is in good condition, compared to her, Yang Mengyao seems to be the one who has been tortured countless times.
The woman's eyes cracked, and she collapsed almost immediately.
The Ji family never told her that the agreement had been sent back by Wen Yu intact, and the equity transfer did not work at all.
But Ji Heng really hasn't taken care of the Yang family since that day.
In the past few days, the Yang family's parents have been anxious, and they have been tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall, throwing all the grievances and responsibilities on their daughter's head, but Ji Heng rarely goes home these days, and Yang Mengyao's early pregnancy reaction is very serious, and she has been tortured to the point that some people are not ghosts.
"Wen Yi, you slut, I'm going to kill you!"
Yang Mengyao was completely out of her mind, staggered up, and grabbed Wen Yu like a shrew: "You slut! Little San'er, you will go to hell! β
Wen Yi clasped her backhand, and poured the cup of ice water on Yang Mengyao's face without hesitation, the woman was even more devastated, just screaming over and over to let Wen Yi go to hell, the eyes in the restaurant were all focused on this side, Ji Heng controlled Yang Mengyao with a blue face: "What are you doing?" Calm down! β
Wen Yi let go of his hand and stood by looking at the embarrassed couple, only feeling funny in his heart.
Ji Heng is only afraid that he will lose all the people he wants to lose in his life today......
"I am your wife, Ji Heng, I will give you children, for this child, my skin is so rough."
Yang Mengyao's tears rippled, and she no longer looked like the gentle and generous celebrity she used to be: "Did you abandon me just for this slut?" Aren't our children important! β
"Get out of here!"
Ji Heng clenched his fists, glanced at Wen Yi in embarrassment, suppressed his emotions that were about to get out of control, and hurriedly left with Yang Mengyao, who was almost a little crazy.
Wen Yu watched them leave coldly, and he quickly left the restaurant.
The mood is no longer calm, empty, as if there is a piece empty, that piece of material is special, no matter what she looks for to fill, it can't fill the big hole.
The rain was cold, and soon her shoes were soaked, and the buckle was loosened, so she simply took them off, carried them in her hands, and stumbled home.
Ji Heng's wife is both ...... She also has people who are willing to cherish herself.
Wen Yu gritted his teeth.
The hollow that has been there for a long time that you force yourself to ignore.
This is very good, don't hit the south wall and don't look back, she has already hit her head and bled out, is it possible to be stupid again?
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"In my belly is the treasure of the Ji family."
On the other side, on the street not very far from Wen Yi, Yang Mengyao stuck to Ji Heng: "Ji Heng, I will give birth to children for you, you have to protect me and the children!" β
She couldn't wait to crush herself and pour it into Ji Heng's body, so that she could drive the woman named Wen Yu away.