Wen Jianmin sighed lightly: "Xuan Xuan is still young, why don't you care about him and let him make trouble on this occasion, is it to trouble Wen Mo?" ”

Wen Xuan was not convinced: "How can I trouble him, it was Wen Qiao who gave me two slaps, and he was so fierce that he died." ”

"Shut up!" Wen Jianmin was angry, and turned to look at Xu Lu: "On this occasion, are you going to let him make trouble?" As a sister, don't you pull him along? Don't you know that it was my face that was lost in the end? ”

Xu Lu was in a trance.

In the past, this kind of criticism was given to Wen Qiao by Wen Jianmin, and she was always gloating as an onlooker.

All of a sudden, the roles were reversed.

The person who was scolded became her Xu Lu.

And Wen Qiao, on the first floor, with his hands on his arms, looked at her for a long time, with a gloating smile on his face.

She was angry in her heart, but she could only say softly: "Uncle Wen, it's me who is not good, next time I will definitely take care of Xuanxuan, I'm sorry." ”

She knows Wen Jianmin and knows that all justifications will only disgust him, and the only thing she can do is to give in and apologize.

The resentment towards Wen Qiao in his heart deepened.

Wincho is basing his own happiness on the pain of others.

Wen Chi chatted with Yu Zhan for a while, and when he came back, he saw his sister comforting Wen Mo, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows and looked upstairs: "Wen Xuan found fault and was beaten by me." ”

Wen Chi became angry when he heard it: "That kid is looking for trouble again, I'll teach him a lesson." ”

Wen Cho grabbed him: "Okay, it's already been taught, you don't need to teach it again." ”

Seeing Wen Jianmin hurriedly walking down from the second floor, with a clear goal, he went straight to Wen Qiao and them.

Wen Chi Wenmo stood beside Wen Qiao one by one, and the three sisters and brothers became the most dazzling existence in the audience under the light of the crystal lamp.

Wen Jianmin kept whispering in his ear: "Those children are really good-looking." ”

"Yes, it looks like a brother and sister, and the two boys are twins, a little similar."

"Boys and girls are very good-looking."

Wen Jianmin clenched his fists, and the expression on his face turned out to be proud.

That pride made Wen Qiao want to laugh.

Why are you?

Wen Jianmin walked up to the three of them with a particularly amiable attitude: "Qiaoqiao, is Mr. Fu here too?" ”

Wen Qiao said indifferently: "Whether he came or not, does it have anything to do with Mr. Wen?" ”

Wen Jianmin choked: "Why do you kid talk with thorns when you talk back?" ”

Wen Qiao sneered: "Why doesn't Mr. Wen have a long memory?" That's what I've always said. ”

Wen Jianmin couldn't hold back his face: "I don't know as an adult like your child, you have time to take Mr. Fu to sit at home, I am very welcome." ”

Wen Qiao's eyes didn't have any warmth at all: "I'm sorry, I only have one home, at No. 219 Shuying Road." ”

Wen Jianmin gritted his back molars: "You kid, don't be ignorant, after all, we are father and daughter, and flesh and blood affection cannot be parted." ”

Wen Qiao looked at him expressionlessly: "Can't you give it up?" When your son was sick, you didn't say that, when we asked you for money, you didn't say that, Mr. Wen is so old, how can he speak without any weight, and he regrets it? ”

Wen Qiao is not a person with a good face, Wen Jianmin has committed crimes and dirty things he has done, she doesn't mind turning it out for everyone to see.

Wen Jianmin knew the temper of this dead girl, so he didn't plan to continue to dwell on this matter in front of so many people, but just patted Wen Mo's shoulder amiably: "It's a good thing that our Xiao Mo is willing to speak." ”

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