"My daughter's boyfriend?"

Zhou Shubei's tone was sharp and tricky: "When did I come out with another daughter?" Don't let Wen Jinlang secretly give birth to other women outside, and then want to bring it back and stuff it for me to raise! That's not so cheap! ”

Chen Jingpei: "......"

He finally knew who Xuan Tong's brain circuit was.

"Brother, why are you talking nonsense?" Wen Mizhou lowered his voice in surprise, "My dad explained, don't let my sister face my mother in front of you." And you're not my sister's boyfriend, why are you lying to my mother? ”

Between the words, Wen Jinlang and Lin Moxu also walked up from the end of the stairs.

Chen Jingpei didn't explain, and still said to Zhou Shubei in the door: "Aunt Bei, if you don't believe it, I'll show you the photo." ”

Xuan Tong's family photo was in his pocket.

"What photo?" Zhou Shubei and Wen Jinlang, who was gradually approaching, spoke in unison.

"A family photo."

Chen Jingpei, once he makes up his mind to do something, he must use the highest efficiency to complete it, he doesn't like to drag mud and water, and he doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"What family portrait?" Wen Jinlang walked up to him quickly, looking panicked, obviously afraid that Chen Jingpei would find out about Wen Xixi's untimely death, but he didn't know that Chen Jingpei wanted to reveal another shocking secret.

"Ah Pei, don't irritate your Aunt Bei." His voice was almost pleading, "She's finally been happier, don't let her think about those painful things anymore." ”

Chen Jingpei smiled angrily, "Then Uncle Jin, what do you mean, do you plan to have a daughter?" ”

"I didn't mean that," Wen Jinlang didn't react yet, "I'm ......"

His mind suddenly shook, like a wild beast rushing in, his eyes froze fiercely, and asked, "Ah Pei, what did you mean by what you just said?" ”

What does it mean to plan for a daughter not to want?

Chen Jingpei copied his right hand into the coat pocket, pinched the edge of the photo, and did not rush to take it out, but said lazily: "If I say, Xixi is still alive, do you believe it?" ”

"What?" Wen Jinlang's pupils widened suddenly, and Lin Moxu behind him was also shocked.

"Where? Ah Pei, don't joke with Uncle Jin. ”

"This kind of thing is not child's play, how can I joke with you."

Although he has always been more rebellious, he is more thoughtful than anyone else when it comes to business.

"Then tell me quickly, where is Xixi?" Wen Jinlang excitedly grabbed his arm and asked.

Chen Jingpei was not in a hurry, leaning against a huge oil painting in the corridor.

The painting is purple and red, which makes his already handsome face more and more evil.

He slowly pulled out the photo from his pocket, presented it on the back, and handed it to Wen Jinlang, "Take a look." ”

A thin sheet, but only half a gram, is in Wen Jinlang's palm, but it seems to press a thousand mountains.

It made him breathless, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and he struggled for a long time before he had the courage to turn over the front of the photo......

He didn't know what he was afraid of, maybe he couldn't believe it, or he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the sudden joy.

But Wen Xixi's immature little face really appeared in the photo.

She smiled exceptionally brightly, six or seven years old, snuggled in Zhou Shubei's arms.

And beside Zhou Shubei, there were three people he didn't know.

A teenager.

A couple.

Is it her parents?

When I met her before, she obviously had no relatives.

"Where did this picture come from?" Wen Jinlang's eyes immediately turned red, "Where is Xixi, tell me quickly, Ah Pei!" ”

(End of chapter)