Wen Qingwan thought for a moment and said, "Hmm." ”

Anyway, she has nowhere to go, so she might as well agree.

Wen Qing followed Li Ning back to Li's house with a sense of sleep, and she politely greeted her stepfather.

Then she ran to the room arranged for her by Li Ning.

Li Ning looked at Wen Qingwan's thin back and sighed, "It seems that she still can't accept our business, so don't tell her about that matter first, so as not to disgust her." ”

Stepfather Liang Yu's eyes flashed with shrewdness, he gently wrapped Li Ning into his arms, patted her on the back, and said softly, "I understand." ”

——

Wen Qingwan didn't know about the conversation between the two.

When she returned to her room, she immediately gave the bed a big hug.

In one word, tired.

The system suddenly proposed: Why don't we wear it straight to eight years later?

Wen Qingwan's smart eyes were stunned for a moment, and he said incredulously: And this sassy operation?!

The system sneered: I just see that you are too young to do things.

…

Wen Qingwan: ... It makes sense.

For example, she drove the boat today, and was almost considered a monster.

Moreover, it is not easy for her to investigate the cause of Mu's father's death now.

A 10-year-old child ran to an adult and asked a fierce question, which was simply no aura at all!

After thinking about it, Wen Qing raised his head: I think it's completely okay.

After receiving the answer, the system didn't think about it, and immediately threw Wen Qingwan into the teleportation channel.

With a "bang", Wen Qingwan's ass landed smoothly.

Wen Qing rubbed her buttocks, furious: Unification, it's not more than three! Understand for yourself!

The system continued to sneer: the language is not good, I can't understand it! Teleporting.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's half an hour.

Wen Qingwan wore it eight years later.

She touched her face, ran to the mirror for the first time, and turned her head left and right to take a look.

Well... It's still beautiful.

Compared with the immature little face eight years ago, she is relatively mature now.

Cherry lips and willow eyebrows, white skin and delicate melon seed face are as seductive as the goblins that come out of the painting.

System: Don't worry, we all have the same smell as Yan Kong.

Wen Qingwan looked lazy and corrected: It's a similar fetish! What a bad word...

System:...

Doesn't it all mean the same?

Wen Qingwan sat on a small chair next to the dresser, rubbing her eyebrows and sorting out the memories of the past eight years.

She found that Yimo had not come to her on the eighth Chinese New Year's Eve, but her favorability had risen to 80 percent.

This made Wen Qingwan a little confused.

Her mother and stepfather were still good to her, but it was a little strange.

The look is not quite right.

It was like... After staying up for so long, the child finally grew up.

Eight years hasn't happened much, and it's no wonder the system wants to skip it outright.

The system snorted: See, my approach is reasonable and well-founded!

Wen Qing smiled and said: Then you are great.

System:...

Wen Qingwan also learned from memory that today was her birthday.

Her stepfather, in order to show his affection for her, threw her a birthday party and invited some men and women who lifted weights in high society.

Then!

"Bang Bang, it's time for us to go." Mother Li's gentle voice sounded outside the door, and I saw her wearing a black lace dress, mysterious and charming.

Wen Qingwan hurriedly stopped thinking, cut her hair in the mirror, and replied, "It's here!" ”

The place where the banquet was held was in an extremely private high-end clubhouse, and Wen Qingwan was the first time to see this kind of scene, and he was a little nervous for a while.

Li Ning walked into the club with Wen Qingwan in his arms, and as soon as he stepped inside, the people in the club all turned their eyes to Wen Qingwan.

Wen Qing's hand trembling at his side, but he reacted quickly, a polite smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he bowed slightly to everyone to say hello.

After Li Ning took Wen Qingwan to greet several upper-class people in turn, he came to a couple.

Li Ning smiled and introduced the couple warmly, "Nilan, this is my daughter Mu Qingwan." ”

After finishing speaking, Chen Nilan looked Wen Qingwan up and down with a pair of sharp eyes, and then smiled almost satisfied, "Well, that's good." ”

It's stunning, but I don't know what the personality is.

Chen Nilan's tone and eyes made Wen Qingwan feel a little uncomfortable, as if she was being inspected.

Li Ning saw that she looked satisfied, and nodded secretly.

Twisting his waist and introducing Wen Qingwan, "This is your Aunt Chen, and this is your Uncle Ji next to you, come, call someone quickly!" ”

Hearing this, Wen Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then he laughed again, looking polite and detached: "Aunt Chen, Uncle Ji is good." ”

However, at this moment, the originally lively hall was strangely quiet.

A few young and beautiful women exchanged heads and didn't know what they were talking about, but Wen Qingwan vaguely heard three words, Ye Yimo.