"Shishi-" Qi Ruoxuan thought that her daughter had fallen miserably, guessing that the suitcase was fake, and she didn't care about scolding the cabinet sister to fool her, and hurriedly went to check her daughter's feet.

White and tender, there is no red mark and broken skin, so she can be relieved.

Wen Shishi is still in a daze, the old man who was forcibly kissed by her, the little brother in black who was shot by her head, and her mother's torn suitcase, this is ...... Her strength seems to be a little stronger than before......

She shook her head, now is not the time to think about this, quickly sort out her thoughts, Wen Shishi wants to tell her mother the truth, she wants to protect her mother's safety.

Once reborn, she cherishes her own life and that of her loved ones more than anyone else.

"Baby? With such a strong force, how good is it to hurt yourself. ”

At this moment, Wen Zhenyang, who was clutching the folder tightly, pushed the door with an angry face and slammed in.

Before his wife and daughter could speak, several color photos flew in and rushed to the door of Wen Shishi.

"Look at the good daughter you raised!" The indifferent accusation was directed at Qi Ruoxuan.

Qi Ruoxuan's anxiety has not yet dissipated, and her husband's inexplicable accusations have made her mood worse.

"What's the matter, why be so angry!" Qi Ruoxuan lives with her daughter.

As Wen Shishi breathes, the photos turn downward, as if there is a force to forcibly change the parabolic trajectory to a perpendicular line.

The angry elderly couple was still stalemate, no one noticed the abnormality of the photo, Qi Ruoxuan bent over and picked up a ......

The poems and poems see the reappearance of the scenes of the previous life. In her memory, when she faced her father's questioning, she cried incessantly, as if she was the perpetrator, admitting her mistakes again and again, begging again and again, down to the dust, and her father finally seemed to be relieved.

Now it seems that he died so aggrieved, this father ......

Lu Qier's birthday invitation, everyone's "seasoning" wine, and Lu Jianren revealed all kinds of conspiracies......

"Poetry... Poetry, this... This... This is...? ”

Qi Ruoxuan held the photo, in which her daughter was disoriented, her face was red, and she was carried into a luxury car......

Her voice and hands were shaking, and she couldn't hold the photo in her hand.

The photo slipped down, and she turned around and hugged her daughter, her hand not knowing where to soothe, and her pain and resentment turned into silent tears.

Seeing that her mother was out of control, Wen Shishi couldn't bear it, and comforted her,

"Mommy...... I am fine! …… Very good! … That's not me, look at me bouncing around, hehe! ”

After hearing this, Wen Zhenyang became more and more angry and scolded loudly.

"You rebel girl, do you still have any shame, who are you in this photo? Don't even dare to admit it, there is nothing to take responsibility for, don't say that you are the daughter of my Wen family! ”

Wen Shishi raised her head to look at her father in front of her, a sneer pulled out at the corner of her mouth, and the last trace of father-daughter affection was also broken with a bang, and her cold and hoarse voice sounded.

"Oh? I'm not the daughter of the Wen family, so who is? Uh-huh, let me guess...... I, Jue, De, Maybe, Yes, Civil-Elegant-Elegant-"

One word at a time, his eyebrows were cold.

Wen Zhenyang's cowardice did not appear in his daughter, on the contrary, her response made him shake for a while, his eyes were slightly starling, and his eyes flickered.

After decades of tempering in the shopping mall, treacherous and spicy, he suppressed his panic, and his eyes were almost imperceptible to Qi Ruoxuan, seeing Qi Ruoxuan's hesitant face, as if he didn't know.

Maybe it's something that doesn't have a strict mouth, and she just happens to catch the wind.

"What a gentleman, I don't know what you're talking about!" He retracted his tone.

"Yu" laughed out loud, and Wen Shishi leaned over, completely subverting the image of a good girl in the past.

"Oslo, isn't there a hidden aunt? She got involved with her brother-in-law and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter, Wen Yaya, who is said to be the same as me, enough to replace my identity! ”

Wen Zhenyang retreated step by step, speechless for a while!

"What, Daddy doesn't plan to educate his daughter anymore? What is your responsibility? And how dare you admit it? Behind his back, he is doing the work of pet-concubine-destroy-wife! ”

The more Wen Zhenyang listened, the more frightened he became, and on his raised face, his expression was stiff, and his muscles seemed to be torn.

In his life, the most important reputation!

The establishment of the golden signboard of Wen's education circle lies in the positive social image of Wenjia.

Even if there are women and children outside, their glory can only be established on the premise of not asking about their reputation! If there is a scandal, Wen's stock price will plummet.

Education Bureau, Financial Services Bureau, shareholders, creditors, employees and students...... None of them will spare him, and the Wen family's foundation is difficult to protect.

Looking at her daughter's expression, she knows everything, this matter is difficult to be good, and the balance in her heart is tilted.

The old face was tired, his mask was cracked, and he sat down.

After a while, he spoke, "Poetry...... The Wen family has only one mistress, and the Wen family has only one heir......"

In just a few minutes, the voice was ten years old.

"Shishi, you go back to the room first...... Don't worry, I'll confess everything to your mother! ”

Wen Shishi also felt her mother's emotional changes, took her mother's hand and shook it, and said to Wen Zhenyang.

"Daddy, Mommy is definitely not allowed to go to Oslo, there are people over there who want her to disappear, you know what I mean, right......?"

Wen Zhenyang smiled bitterly and nodded dejectedly.

At this time, Qi Ruoxuan, who was sitting on the sofa, fell into an ice cave, and the warmth of her daughter's hands could not dispel the cold around her.

The daughter said that something was old for a long time. At that time, she and her sister fell in love with a man at the same time, and the man gave her the name, and the sister left her hometown angrily, and there was no news, and the old book of the police station still kept the file of her sister's disappearance.

More than ten years later, my sister suddenly appeared, saying that the old thing was gone, she was safe, and life had not treated her harshly, and invited her to Oslo for a reunion to recount the past......

Qi Ruoxuan didn't want to think deeply, forced herself to return to reality, she suppressed the pain, absorbed the warmth in her daughter's hand, recovered some strength, exhaled turbidity, she patted her daughter's hand.

Seeing this, Wen Shishi was a little relieved, turned around and went back to the room, standing in the door and listening with bated breath.

In the living room, the black acid branch log furniture is quietly displayed, highlighting the low-key luxury of the owner's home.

The floor clock ticked softly, the aunt and the driver had long avoided it, and the huge living room that was empty seemed to be unable to carry a couple who were separated from Germany and gradually drifted away.

The hostess's hand is pinching the armrest of the sofa fiercely at the moment, as if she wants to pinch out her fingerprints.

On the other side, the man in the single seat whispered about the past.

From his tone, Qi Ruoxuan couldn't hear the sonorous mobilization of the old Confucian before the exam, the excitement of the tongue battle group of Confucianism, and there was no longer the casual chatter of husband and wife.

Only strangers remain.

Wen Shishi still doesn't understand love, she didn't expect that the meaning of the existence of this family is that there is love between parents.

Two hours passed, and her legs were sore.

Downstairs, there was no fierce dispute, and the calm was terrifying.

She decided to go downstairs and take a look.

The sunlight penetrated through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows in the sky, and sprinkled on the mother's body, like a streamer jumping between the hair.

A woman who is not jealous, the years are kind, time is still, and she is as beautiful as a girl at this moment.

Between her and the man, on the coffee table, the divorce agreement lay quietly.

"Xuan'er, I never thought of divorcing you." The man made a feeble excuse.

"Zhenyang, I just hope that I can take away Shishi......"

I was still a week away from becoming an adult, but I became the chain of my mother's freedom.

Gritting his teeth, Wen Shishi shouted "...... I'm going to follow Mommy! With that, she hurried downstairs.

Wen Zhenyang began to gasp violently, "I don't agree!" "He struggled.

"It's worse for you to prosecute, sign it."

"Disagree! Disagree! I'm going to cut ties with their mother and daughter now! ”

"Huh...... Wen Zhenyang, you really don't understand or pretend not to understand, we can't be together......"

Qi Ruoxuan raised her head with difficulty and said to Wen Shishi, "Shishi, pack your luggage, my mother will take you away." ”

"Ai!" She returned to the room, only a small 21-inch suitcase of usual clothes and supplies, and went downstairs with an empty box.

As long as the mother is safe, she can do it one by one without any burden!

Just as the mother and daughter turned around to leave, Adi's exclamation came, "Sir! Mr! ———Someone's coming........."