Shen Fanyin steadily caught Zeng Wanwan, who rushed over, and said with a smile: "Sister Wanwan's skirt is so beautiful." ”

Zeng Wanwan nodded vigorously, and showed her like a child: "Dad bought it for me!" ”

"Well, it's good." Shen Fanyin changed into slippers, pointed to the snack bag and said, "Sister Wanwan, I brought you something delicious." ”

Zeng Wanwan's attention was instantly attracted by the snacks, and she looked at the contents of the bag, not feeling such rude at all.

"Oops, it's all my favorite food, Sister Yinyin is the best!"

Zeng Wanwan held a bag of spicy strips and two bags of jelly, staring at the rest of the things.

Shen Fanyin lifted the bag and said to her, "Can I help Sister Wanwan put the rest in the cabinet?" Sister Wanwan wants to eat it and ask Master to bring it to you. ”

"Good!" Zeng Wanwan smiled brighter than flowers, and couldn't wait to rush into the kitchen and open the cabinet where she put snacks.

Shen Fanyin also took the bag in Jing Zeheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Master, brother, you talk, I will accompany Sister Wanwan." ”

"Okay." Zeng Lao nodded and instructed her, "It's time for dinner, don't let her eat too many snacks." ”

"I know, don't worry."

"Yinyin, Yinyin! Hurry up! ”

Zeng Wanwan's urging voice came from the kitchen.

Shen Fanyin answered and walked over quickly.

Jing Zeheng came to Zeng's hometown for the first time, and it was also the first time he saw Zeng Wanwan.

In his impression, Zeng Lao's children are all elites in the industry, and he never knew that he had such a little daughter.

"Ah Heng, come." Zeng Lao smiled calmly, "Play a game of chess with me." ”

"Okay."

In the tea room, black and white chess pieces are intertwined, and the laughter of silver bells in the kitchen occasionally comes in.

Zeng Lao was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "Wanwan was not born like this. ”

Zeng Wanwan, who is now twenty-eight years old, is as mental as a six- or seven-year-old child.

Because after that scumbag committed suicide, her memory regressed and stopped at the age of six.

Neurologists speculated that this was due to memory deterioration caused by a prolonged lack of blood supply to the brain due to excessive blood loss, and the psychiatrist said it might be due to her refusal to face reality and self-preservation.

"A man who killed my two children."

Zeng Lao turned his head to look at the kitchen, where Shen Fanyin was neatly arranging the snacks, and Zeng Wanwan was wandering around her, eating spicy strips in small bites. The two of them whispered and laughed from time to time.

His eyes were a little hot, and there was a choked voice in his voice: "If it weren't for him, Wanwan wouldn't have become like this, and Yinyin wouldn't have been like this." ”

"The first time I saw Yinyin lose her temper was when she broke into the man's wedding, rode on the woman's body, and ripped Wanwan's wedding dress off her."

"Wanwan is like this now...... Actually, it's okay, at least she won't have troubles, she forgets about those pains, and she feels happy when she has snacks. But Yin Yin never came out, she always felt that it was her fault, she felt that she gave the wedding dress to the man......"

"When Yinyin graduated, I was going to recommend her to Paris, but she had to open this bridal shop – Wanwan was also a bridal designer before her accident. She is fulfilling her dream for Wanwan. ”

Zeng Lao wiped his face and wiped away his tears.

He looked at Jing Zeheng and said, "Ah Heng, help Yinyin, this kid is too bitter in his heart." ”

Jing Zeheng's heart was so distressed that it seemed to have a big rough hand, grabbing the sand and kneading his heart.

He took a deep breath, took the half-cold tea, and drank it all.

After settling down, he asked, "Who is that man?" ”

There was a rich cold glow brewing in his eyes, and the next moment it was as if he was going to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Zeng Lao shook his head slowly: "He's not doing well now, what's more, even if he kills him, it won't help." ”

Jing Zeheng looked sideways at the kitchen, the child was putting things on the high place, and there seemed to be countless sorrows hidden in the slender figure.

Zeng Lao looked at Jing Zeheng's eyes and said tentatively: "I can see that she is very different from you, and you ...... You like her, don't you? It's not just brother and sister. ”

From the time he asked for the invitation to the Golden Weaving Award, Zeng Lao felt strange that Jing Zeheng had never been interested in these Vanity Fairs, and would take the initiative to ask to participate. Now look at the way he looks at Shen Fanyin, the answer is about to come out.

Jing Zeheng didn't look back, still looking at Shen Fanyin, his face was calm: "Yes, I like her, more than a month." ”

Zeng Lao's face was not the slightest surprise, and he said very sincerely: "Then you have to work hard, it's not a day or two that Yinyin hates men." ”

Jing Zeheng retracted his gaze, looked at him and said, "I thought you would say that my relationship with her was not suitable. ”

"You're not brothers and sisters," Zeng Lao didn't care much, "and I think the probability of Yinyin accepting you is even lower than the probability of your family accepting you." ”

“……”

The child can't speak, shouldn't he learn from him?

After Zeng Lao diverted the topic, he didn't mention the past again, let alone ask when Jing Zeheng's liking began. He refilled himself with a cup of tea and picked up the chess pieces again.

Jing Zeheng was a little absent-minded, and the game was quickly lost.

Looking back, he saw Shen Fanyin playing with Zeng Wanwan with the doll.

She smiled, but there were tears in her eyes.

Pushing the chessboard away, he said, "Missing." ”

Zeng Lao smiled playfully: "You weren't such a easily distracted person before. ”

Jing Zeheng watched her tie a small skirt to the doll with a piece of gauze, which made Zeng Wanwan laugh and clap her hands.

When she was there, his heart was in turmoil.

Her sorrow and anger are the poison that affects his mood.

Zeng Lao finished drinking the tea, got up and said, "Let's go, go and see them." ”

Jing Zeheng got up and went to sit down beside Shen Fanyin.

Zeng Laoquan didn't see it, sat on the single sofa, looked at Shen Fanyin and asked, "The wedding dress of the Duan family girl has been delivered?" ”

"Well, it's done." Shen Fanyin responded softly, "Master, I plan to participate in this year's International Wedding Dress Design Competition, do you have the face for them to hold an award ceremony in Ancheng?" ”

Zeng Lao smiled dumbly: "You are so confident that you will definitely win the award?" ”

According to his understanding of Shen Fanyin, she probably hasn't prepared the entries yet, so she doesn't think about the works at this time, but thinks about where the award ceremony will be held?

Shen Fanyin raised her head, her expression was very flat, as if the trophy had been set by her: "I don't have any confidence at all, why should I spend those thousands of yuan on the registration fee?" How hot is the money? ”

She lifted her chin lightly, and her bright little face was full of confidence, with a little domineering spirit that mortals were not worthy of competing with me.

Zeng Lao looked at her and suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief: "If you can really nominate you, I will kidnap the jury and move the award ceremony to Ancheng!" ”

Shen Fanyin smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll buy you a rope later!" ”

Her smiling face didn't last for three seconds, Zeng Wanwan hugged the doll and looked at her with surprise in her eyes:

"Does Otone make wedding dresses? I want it too! Would you like to make one for me too? ”

Shen Fanyin's smile suddenly froze at the corners of his mouth, and the blood on his face quickly faded.