She is Wen Xiangliu's mother, but she has lost her qualifications as his mother, and even to see her own child, she needs to ask.

Mrs. Wen's voice seemed a little hesitant in the mobile phone, and Chu Wanning understood her hesitation-

After all, she is not as harmless as she looks from the outside, and living with Wen Fengmian all year round has taught her to think like Wen Fengmian, how to achieve her goals and unscrupulous means.

That man did teach her a lot. Thinking of this, Chu Wanning couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

She was trained by him, whether she wanted it or not.

"Auntie," Chu Wanning called her softly, with a little sincerity and flattery, "I can help you persuade Xiao Liu, if he is willing to see me......"

After a long time, Mrs. Wen sighed in a low voice, with a little helplessness: "Wanning, I will take him out, but you must not do anything stupid again." ”

Chu Wanning couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart.

What else could she do?

That man had cut off all her backroads, and he wouldn't let her go even if he died.

That's how I hate her.

I can't wait for her to live in his shadow all her life, and she won't be able to live well all her life.

"I know."

……

After agreeing on a meeting place with Mrs. Wen, Chu Wanning got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash.

Cleaning up, she changed into a khaki long-sleeved dress with a cashmere texture, which was already warm for this autumn.

On the dresser, there is an unopened envelope.

The white envelope, sealed with gilded mud, was given to her by Wen Fengmian's lawyer in person a few months ago. Lagerstroemia

She didn't expect Wen Fengmian to leave something for her, and when she got it, she was a little surprised.

However, did not dare to open the package.

The person is dead, but she doesn't know why, she is still afraid.

She was afraid of Wen Fengmian, afraid of everything he left behind, afraid that he would die, and tortured her.

She lit the envelope, and there was nothing in it, as if it was really just a thin piece of stationery.

In the dead of night, she tossed and turned, and also thought about what he would leave for her.

That man, before he died, already knew that Wen Xiangliu was his flesh and blood, and even asked Wen Xili to expose his identity, and even refused to let go of his own son, how viciously would she, a woman who was rebellious and secretly gave birth to his flesh and blood against his will?

In that letter, what kind of mean words would he use to ridicule her for what she had done, and what she had done?

Would he taunt her for trying to exonerate him while he was in prison?

Did he already know those small thoughts, so he died in front of her with all the secrets?

She would never have known that Wen Fengmian had stood up to protect her with all kinds of thoughts, and he had killed her parents but left her alone.

……

At a quarter past nine, she came to the place where she had made an appointment with Mrs. Wen.

A private room at the café.

Mrs. Wen and Wen Xiangliu hadn't come yet, so she ordered the drinks that the two of them usually liked to drink, and waited for them in a quiet private room.

Ten minutes later, there was a sound of footsteps outside, someone gently pushed open the door of the private room, and the figures of Mrs. Wen and Wen Xiangliu appeared in front of her.

Wen Xiangliu stood alone, not being led by Mrs. Wen as usual, wearing the old clothes she wore last year, the black sweatshirt was a little smaller, the cuffs were exposed, the child's thin wrists were slender and fragile, Chu Wanning glanced at it, and her heart was pierced fiercely.