Fu Ziyuan found out that Wen Yuci got into a black car.

The car drove in the direction of the airport.

Fu Ziyuan immediately asked people to check Wen Yuci's flight, "No matter what, you have to stop her!" ”

Fu Ziyuan's face was extremely gloomy.

He didn't expect that at the most critical time, she released his pigeon again.

As soon as Wen Yuci arrived at the airport, he saw several black figures rushing in, looking for people everywhere.

Wen Yuci thought in her heart, if she guessed correctly, it should be someone sent by Fu Ziyuan.

The driver who brought her over hurriedly said, "Miss Wen, our young lady has prepared a private jet, you come with me quickly." ”

Wen Yuci lowered the brim of his hat and quickly followed the driver inside.

Suddenly, her body was hit by a small figure.

Wen Yuci lowered his eyes and looked at the small figure.

She was a beautiful little girl, fair-skinned, pink-carved, and dressed in a lovely princess dress.

Wen Yuci was just about to help the little girl up, but she reached out and slapped it away.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Two nanny-like women rushed over, "Little Miss, are you okay?" ”

The little girl frowned and said unhappily, "This reckless woman hit me." ”

Wen Yuci didn't expect this beautiful little girl to open her eyes and talk nonsense.

Where is she hitting her? It was she who hit her leg!

"Apologize to our little lady!" The nanny said in a commanding manner.

Out of the corner of Wen Yuci's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the black-clothed people noticing the movement here, and quickly walked over to this side.

Wen Yuci's heart instantly rose to his throat.

She didn't have time to say anything, and quickly walked away around the little girl.

When the little girl saw Wen Yuci's back, a trace of disgust flashed in her clear eyes.

She stomped her foot and said angrily, "Better don't let me run into her again!" ”

"Little Miss, don't be like that kind of rude person!"

Wen Yuci quickly followed the driver to Yan Huan's special plane.

When the special plane took off, the man in black and Fu Ziyuan rushed over.

Fu Ziyuan looked at Wen Yuci standing at the door of the cabin, she was wearing Yan Huan's clothes, her long hair like seaweed fluttered in the wind, and her beautiful little face was absolutely decisive.

Fu Ziyuan's hands hanging by his side suddenly clenched into fists.

His face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

"Wen Yuci, are you worthy of me?" He yelled at the departing plane.

Wen Yuci couldn't hear what he said anymore, her mind was on the little girl she bumped into at the airport earlier.

If her daughter were still alive, she would be as old as that little girl!

From the corner of Wen Yu's eyes, a tear slowly slid down.

She was too tired to live, and since she was a child, she was nurtured by her parents to do everything perfectly according to their requirements.

The only time he rebelled was when he didn't listen to them and crossed the thunder pool with Fu Yunshen.

But she also paid a huge price for this!

For more than 20 years, I seem to be living for others.

In the future, she also wants to live for herself!

……

Four years later.

Inside a children's brand photography studio in Italy.

A photographer is shooting a promotional poster for a child model.

The child model is about three years old, wearing a white fluffy princess dress, with naturally curly long hair hanging down to the waist, a crystal headband on her head, her skin is as white and smooth as milk, a pair of beautiful eyes, round and big like black grapes, her eyelashes are like two small fans, thick and slender, and the cherry pink mouth is moist, beautiful, soft, and quirky, just like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale.

Whatever the photographer says, she can do it perfectly.

The pose is not inferior to that of a professional model.

Although she filmed for more than an hour, the little girl still had a sweet smile on her pink face.

"Little Orange is awesome, there's a triple shot at the end, can you?"

Little Orange nodded with a bright smile, "Of course you can." ”

In the last three consecutive beats, she blinked, pouted, scissorhands, and did it all in one go.

“perfect！” The photographer nodded again and again, quite satisfied with the performance of the little orange.

"My little baby is excellent."

The man who walked in had a handsome and deep face, light brown eyes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking mature and stable, and gentle.

When Little Orange saw the man, her big jewel-like eyes suddenly lit up, "Dabi, you're here!" ”

The little orange rushed into the man's arms.

Si Ye stretched out his long arm and hugged the soft and glutinous little girl into his arms, and took out a small cake with his other hand as if he were juggling.

Little Orange's teeth are decayed, and Mommy and Ge Ge won't let her eat sweets.

She's been hungry for a long time.

"Wow~" She chirped towards Si Ye's handsome face, "Thank you, Dabi." ”

"Tut-tut, I'm lying to our cute kiss again." A laughing female voice came from the door.

Little Orange looked at Wen Yu porcelain, who was wearing a leather coat and leather pants, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and a beautiful and sassy porcelain, and her smile became even sweeter, "Porcelain godmother." ”

It was Wen Yu porcelain who left the capital four years ago.

Back then, she took Yan Huan's plane to country M, and then contacted Mingqi.

Ming Qi took her to the Tang Gate, and during that time, Ming Qi was also very confused, she was pregnant, and she didn't know whether to keep the child.

Later, after careful consideration, she decided to keep the child.

Wen Yuci waited until Ming Qi gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses before she left the Tang Gate, and later, she made a bold decision to become a war correspondent.

A job that is very different from her previous life.

Although she has a background in photography and can write scripts, it is not easy to become a professional war correspondent.

She will also be scared at first, and she will also feel thrilled when she reaches the devastated danger zone.

In that kind of place, life is as fragile as an ant, and once she was almost blown up to death in order to get a first-hand news.

But it is also this kind of work that makes her see a lot of things, her heart, no longer only pretending to be a child, she has more reverence and love for life, and she really likes this job!

As long as Wen Yuci has time, he will come to visit the two little babies.

This time, she happened to be handling work here, and Mingqi was also here to prepare for the new spring and summer catwalk, so she couldn't wait to find Little Orange.

Little Orange hadn't seen Wen Yuci for nearly half a year, hugged her neck, and kissed her excitedly several times.

"The porcelain godmother is getting more and more beautiful."

The little girl's mouth is so sweet that it can be tired of death.

"Porcelain godmother, daddy, mommy's show is about to start, right? Let's go! ”

Wen Yuci rubbed the little orange's head, and then looked at Si Ye again, "Why are you coaxing the little orange to call your dad again?" ”

In the past few years, Si Ye has been by Mingqi's side.

(End of chapter)