She went to Wen's house and found Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao knew that he couldn't hide from what he should come, and he had to face all this after all.

"Auntie." She called her.

Smack, Ye Minqiu gave her a slap, "Don't call me Auntie." ”

It was the first time she had hit Wincho and her son, even harder than this slap.

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and bowed to Ye Minqiu: "I'm sorry." ”

"I don't know exactly what the scene was like, but you can't excuse the fact that his father died because of you."

Wincho didn't speak.

"Nanli is determined to protect you, I can not pursue your legal responsibility, but, you are like this, you still don't want to stay with him anymore, at present, his grandfather doesn't know about it, if he knows, you ......"

Wen Qiao was just silent, if she could, she really didn't want to leave Fu Nanli.

"Wen Qiao, there shouldn't be only love in this world, people like you can't stay by Nanli's side, you know? How you let him face you, how he faces his family. ”

Ye Minqiu also said a lot of words, Wen Qiao's mind was blank, and he didn't listen much, only knowing that Fu Nanli's mother was now resolutely opposed to them being together.

When she left, Wincho doesn't remember either.

In the middle of the night, the north wind was howling, she stood for a long time, the mobile phone on the table shook, and she finally came to her senses.

When I opened the text message, my eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at the text message word by word, her fingers trembling slightly, and her eyes almost burst into flames.

She slammed the table, gasping for breath, teeth chattering, knuckles white, and finally, she deleted the text message.

She leaned back in her chair, her whole body seemed to relax, her fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop, again and again, thinking about how to go down.

Finally, she opened her eyes, clear and resolute.

Seemingly, there is only one way for her to go.

Late at night, Fu Nanli received a text message, which was sent by Wen Qiao, with only a few short words [Let's break up].

The cigarette in Fu Nanli's finger was not held steadily, it burned his fingers, and the burning pain made his mind extremely clear, and the two words of breaking up were more painful than the burning feeling of the cigarette butt.

Holding his mobile phone, he hurriedly went out, and without even having time to call Qin Bei, he took the car keys and drove straight to Wen Qiao's house.

Qin Bei, who was in the villa opposite, saw his young master driving and hurriedly chased him out.

Since the young master had been in a car accident, this was the first time he had driven in person, and he was really afraid that something would happen to the young master.

The black Bentley is racing all the way through the wide roads of the city.

Qin Bei and Song An in the back were simply worried.

In the old courtyard, Wen Qiao sat quietly, counting the time, almost every second as she expected, and there was a knock on the door.

Her heart chuckled, what should be faced, always faced.

Isn't that what the other party wants? She satisfies him in order to make him let his guard down.

The bedroom door was pushed open, Fu Nanli was covered in wind and frost, and his eyes were turbulent: "Wen Qiao, explain to me, what did the text message just now mean?" ”

Fu Nanli said before that Wen Qiao is an acting school, and sure enough, her acting skills are very good, she said coldly: "It's literal, let's break up." ”

With a bang, the mobile phone in Fu Nanli's hand fell to the ground, and the family members in the living room were startled.