The plot has collapsed, and who knows what will happen in the future.

In the plot, the original owner is the six rich second generations who met through Guo Yulian.

At that time, it seemed to be someone's birthday party in the circle, Guo Yulian finally got the invitation and asked the original owner, Wen Yu and Wen Hong to attend.

Guo Yulian's idea is that she wants those people to look at the face of the original owner, and then become an underground lover or something.

As a result, the original owner played quite big, and wanted to step on six boats at once, but he didn't want to capsize.

As a result, naturally I didn't know my mother.

Now that there is no Guo Yulian to pull the strings, there is no such opportunity.

After all, the Wen family can only be regarded as rich now, but it has not yet reached the upper class.

If you want to enter the birthday party in other people's circles, you need to spend a lot of thought and money.

"It's fine, it's troublesome." Wen Ling thought about it, it's okay not to know if you don't go.

Anyway, everyone is not a good person, they are all acting in masks.

It's no one who is worse.

The original owner originally wanted to hang the spare tire, and then wanted to climb up by himself, but he didn't really think about it.

The other party is just playing, feeling that life is boring and needs to be adjusted.

If neither party is a good person, you don't need to think too much about it.

Revenge or whatever, it's too far.

The original owner and others are half a catty and eight taels, because of this to take revenge on others, the little ginseng essence can't stand it.

It would be nice if we didn't meet.

At the very least, don't upset your benefactor.

Now he is a man of the Lord.

When I think about it, I suddenly feel good.

Guo Yulian died, and Teacher Zhu received a call during the second class in the afternoon.

Wen Siqiang didn't want to do it anymore, but he still had to look good on his face.

I had to let Wen Ling come back to attend the funeral, so I called Teacher Zhu.

"Your stepmother passed away, you ......" Teacher Zhu wanted to comfort him, don't be too sad.

But after thinking about it again, the complicated relationship between the Wen family felt that there was no need to say this.

"I see, Mr. Zhu." Wen Ling nodded after hearing this, and then went back to the classroom to pack his things.

"My stepmother passed away, I'll go home first." When he was packing his things, he turned around and explained to Wen Heng, and then he went back with two simple things.

When Wen Heng heard this, he felt quite surprised.

Wasn't it okay yesterday, but it's gone today?

I guess something happened.

But he just made trouble yesterday and died today, Wen Heng was afraid that Wen Ling would be blamed when he went home.

I want to say something to keep it, but I feel that I can't keep it.

No matter how bad the stepmother is, now she still holds the identity and name of her mother, and when she dies, she always has to go home to take a look and burn incense.

"Be careful, call me if there's something." All Wen Heng could do was to be by his side when Wen Ling needed it.

It's a bad feeling.

However, he could only endure it first.

"Hmm." Wen Ling answered, and hurried home.

Wen Yu couldn't accept it at all, her mother and younger brother were dead.

I also had a leg injury and couldn't move in bed.

The whole person cried and fussed, and after calming down, he fell asleep.

Guo Yulian and Wen Hong are both dead, and it is impossible for people to stay in the hospital all the time.

I have to get it home and get the funeral done.

Wen Siqiang lost his son and wife all of a sudden, in fact, his wife doesn't matter, but his son is still what he values.

The whole person seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden.

Seeing Wen Ling come back, his eyes were clearly extinguished, and he didn't look very friendly.

Wen Ling made a fuss yesterday, and today Guo Yulian and Wen Hong are dead.

Wen Siqiang always felt that Wen Ling, a child, might be a lone star from the Ke family.