Chapter 39: The Girl Who Was Subjected to Domestic Violence

After a while, all the dishes were served.

I did order a lot of spicy food.

Wen Ci carefully helped her with vegetables, and then ordered another cup of yogurt.

Jiang Nian narrowed his eyes, and the feeling of being served by him gave rise to a sense of superiority.

"Buckle Buckle-" The knock on the door suddenly rang, "Ancestral Master, there's your phone." ”

Cheng Xiaocheng's voice came from outside.

She glanced at Wen Ci, "Brother, legend has it that you are idle and don't do your job, how can you go anywhere and bring an assistant?" ”

Wen Ci elegantly put down his chopsticks and smiled faintly at her, "It's too boring to be idle alone, so you have to ask someone to accompany you." ”

With that, he walked out.

Jiang Nian, "......"

It's amazing to have money.

……

Outside.

"Who?" Wen Ci asked.

"Country C's said that there was a procedural error, which caused them to lose a billion yuan." Cheng Xiaocheng reported in a low voice.

Wen Ci wrinkled his eyebrows, and didn't plan to answer the phone, but said, "Hand over this customer to Xie Yuan and let him handle it." ”

"Ahh

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream came, followed by a whimpering cry, and the voice of a child.

Wen Ci looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that at the end of the corridor, there was a little girl, about seven or eight years old, crying with tears all over her face.

Immediately after that, a woman came out from the top of the stairs, "What are you crying, crying, in public." Keep your mouth shut. ”

"Ahhhh

The girl's voice became louder and louder.

The woman standing behind the girl kicked her impatiently, and the little girl fell to the ground and cried even harder.

The woman kicked her again, "Don't cry, don't cry!" ”

"Cry again! Cry again, believe it or not, I'll kill you! Your father doesn't want your mother, if I hadn't raised you, you would have drunk the northwest wind a long time ago, and you would have the face to cry for me! ”

Cheng Xiaocheng frowned, a little unbearable, "What the hell is this, abusing children?" ”

"Ancestral master, why don't I deal with it?"

Wen Ci shook his head, "You take care of it now, and you can't control them after they go home." ”

"You see that some of the scars on the little girl's face have not been erased, she must have been subjected to domestic violence for a long time, she is talking about her mother, this woman is definitely not her mother, she is just raising her relationship."

"But—"

Wen Ci squinted his eyes and interrupted Cheng Xiaocheng's words, "You go and lure that woman away, I have three or two words I want to talk to that little girl." ”

"Good!" When Wen Ci said this, he must have wanted to take care of this matter, and he immediately went over and lured the woman away.

After the woman followed Cheng Xiaocheng.

Wen Ci walked towards the little girl.

Walking in front of her, Wen Ci half-squatted down and greeted her gently, "Hello, little friend." ”

The little girl took a step back timidly, obviously a little afraid of him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." Wen Ci, "You're afraid that person will beat you just now, aren't you?" ”

"I have a way to get him not to hit you, but can you tell me who that person is yours?"

His voice was gentle and persuasive.

The little girl looked at him and slowly lowered her guard, "Little, little aunt ......"

Wen Ci asked again, "What's my aunt's name?" ”

The little girl replied in a very small voice, "Shu Xiaoxue." ”

"Good." Wen Ci touched her head, then handed her a mobile phone and said, "If your aunt still beats you after you go back, use this to call the police uncle, understand?" ”

The little girl looked at Wen Ci and seemed to have something to say.

Wen Ci twisted his eyebrows and guessed, "Don't know how to use a mobile phone?" ”

The little girl shook her head.

"Little sister, I'll teach you how to use it."

Wen Ci didn't speak, and Jiang Nian's voice came from behind him.