Suddenly!

A dark shadow flashed across the balcony.

Wen Qingwan's eyes sank suddenly, and an imperceptible look of alertness flashed under his eyes, and his gaze swept quickly to the balcony.

"Who! Come out! Wen Qingwan said coldly.

"Qingwan, it's me."

Wen Qingwan only felt that the voice was very familiar, and she heard it.

I saw Zhang Yuan walking towards her in a cute pajamas.

Why do you come to her room without sleeping at night?

Wen Qingwan stared at her for a moment, then said with a calm face, "How did you get in?" ”

The corners of his round mouth hooked up a weird smile, and he pointed to the balcony, "Our room is next to each other, and the balcony is connected, if you want to come in, it's easy." ”

"You're looking for me?" Wen Qingwan did not answer the rhetorical question.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the small basin on the ground, which was soaked in the long white dress that had been soiled by her.

She raised an eyebrow, "Of course, why am I here otherwise?" How's the clothes? Can the stain be washed off? ”

Wen Qingwan was a little confused, Zhang Yuan, which pot is not opened?

She opened her red lips slightly, "I don't know yet, I guess it's hanging, and the stains haven't disappeared at all after soaking for nearly a while." ”

Zhang Yuan nodded, indicating that he understood, "How are you feeling?" ”

Wen Qingwan only felt that there were several question marks on her head, her mood?

Naturally, she was unhappy, the clothes her father gave her were soiled by Zhang Yuan, how could she be happy?

"Your face tells me that you don't seem to be happy, and that's right, the clothes that Father Mu gave before he died have always been treated as treasures by you, but today they were destroyed by me, tsk... It's okay if you're not happy, as long as any of your family is unhappy, our whole family is comfortable. Zhang Yuan said word by word, with thorns.

Wen Qingwan's eyes narrowed slightly, how did Zhang Yuan know that her white dress was given to her by her father before he died?

And listening to what she said, it's not hard to hear that there is a story in it, isn't it... Zhang Yuan: Does her family have a holiday with her family?

Mu's father was honest before his death, and he didn't make enemies, and her mother said that the accident happened.

In this way, can we imagine that the death of Mu's father will be related to Zhang Yuan's family?

Wen Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "Did your family have a holiday with mine?" ”

There was affirmation in the tone.

Zhang Yuan sneered, "What are you pretending?" Everyone in the world knows what you have done to our family! You just asked me if we had a holiday? Scold... Don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

Wen Qingwan was even more puzzled, "Everyone knows it, so I must know?" You tell me! What the hell is going on! Why are you targeting me like this?! ”

Zhang Yuan's eyes were red, and his voice was slightly sharp: "You really don't know!?" ”

Wen Qingwan nodded.

"Heh, hehehe, it's really funny, your parents have kept you in their hands since you were a child, and you don't ask about everything! And me! From the time he can remember, my father has been crazy! He's been whispering in my ear all day about the shameful things you've done to our family! I'm upset to listen to it, and it's uncomfortable to listen to! I don't want to hear it! But my father picked up the stick and said that if I didn't listen, he would kill me! Hehehe... You're all responsible for everything! ”

Saying that, she didn't wait for Wen Qingwan to answer, so she went to the bathroom by herself, her figure swaying.

Wen Qing was startled, turned his head to look, but saw Zhang Yuan rubbing his hands vigorously at the faucet.

She's not going to be masochistic, is she?

As soon as the thought came out, Wen Qingwan was startled, and hurriedly ran over and stretched out his hand to pull her out, "Zhang Yuan, what are you doing!" ”

Zhang Yuan pushed her away, and she stretched out her reddened arm and handed it to Wen Qingwan's eyes, and it was not difficult to see that there was an injury on it.

The wound was blue and purple, the old wound was not healed, and the new wound was added, and near the wrist, there were several large and small holes, all of which were already closed.

Wen Qingwan was stunned, took a few steps back, and looked at her with a disgusting emotion.

Zhang Yuan looked at her behavior and smiled a little weirdly, "What?" Scared? That's what an arm injury scares you like this! If you see my wounds all over your body, you won't vomit them out? ”

Wen Qing swallowed her saliva, stared at the wound on her hand and asked, "These are all from your father?" ”

"Or else? Do you know how much time it takes me to cover these wounds with powder every day? Guilty? Oh, I'll tell you! Today this is just the beginning of the game, wait and see! There was a fierceness in his tone.

With that, she turned and left.

Meanwhile.

Ye Yimo, who was standing outside the door, leaned against the wall a little decadently, with a slight force between his fingers, pinching off the fire source, and clenching his fists.

He... How to choose?

After Zhang Yuan left, Wen Qingwan's legs and feet were a little weak, and she sat on the ground with a "bang".

This... What the hell is going on!

[Ding~ Trigger the hidden quest to find the cause of the death of the wooden father, and you can get 5 points after completion]