The people of the Wen family, Yi Yi, the neighbor's aunt, mother and son, all went to the house where Yi Yi lived.

It's just that the Wen family took the initiative to go.

And Yi Yi and the three were passively brought over by bodyguards.

Wen Yan sat on the only chair in the Yi family, he crossed his bracelets, frowned, and turned against the light.

Wrapped in the full atmosphere of the superior, even the broken chairs and broken windows of the Yi family seem to have become high-end sandalwood chairs and gorgeous ancient window coffins.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Wen Yan asked about things normally, and the aunt next door may not have seen a person with such a temperament, and when she heard this questioning statement, she actually seemed to see the woman of the old man Qingtian on TV.

He fell to his knees at once.

Her son Dabao, although he didn't know why, saw the aunt next door kneeling, and knelt down with him.

"That's it...... That is, Yi is a young man, and then ...... Then, all the loved ones died, and I ...... I pitied her, I was afraid, afraid that I would starve her, so I made some white flour steamed buns for her to eat, and she ...... She didn't dare to ask for it, so she pushed it ...... Pushed back. Nothing serious. ”

After talking nonsense, the neighbor's aunt finally breathed a sigh of relief and said a complete sentence at the end.

Wen Yan took a bead and didn't say anything, just asked the little boy who had just come back next to him: "Is that so?" ”

The little boy nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

After he finished speaking, he added in a small voice: "At least on the surface." ”

Wen Yan seemed to hear something, his brows moved, and his expression did not change: "That's okay, it's nothing, let's go." ”

The neighbor's aunt took her son's hand and walked away as if she were about to be amnestied.

Only the Wen family, a few bodyguards and a little boy remained.

"You go too, and continue to investigate what is going on." Wen Yan stood up, his tall body seemed to occupy the entire room in an instant, "A family that is so poor that it can't open a pot, how can there be so many white noodles all of a sudden, and it can be so redundant that it can be made into steamed buns and sent to orphan girls who no one cares about?" It's certainly not that simple. ”

"Yes." The boy bowed his head in response and obediently withdrew.

Yi Yi, who had been pretending to be an ornament next to him, glanced at Wen Yan strangely when he heard this.

It turns out that her cheap dad is not stupid......

So how could something like that happen in previous lives?

Although Yi Yi tried to deliver steamed buns to the neighbor's aunt in the third life, he sent the steamed buns back to the neighbor's aunt completely every time before going home and waiting for the Wen family to come.

But in this life, Yi Yi felt that letting the Wen family see her refusing there, maybe this appearance could leave a more well-behaved impression.

One is that she felt that the neighbor's aunt's family was quite disgusting, and she used this incident to frighten the neighbor's aunt and make her happy, so she postponed the time a little by the way.

Unexpectedly, I saw this side of Wen Yan by mistake.

"Do you know who I am?"

After sending the bodyguard away, Wen Yan opened his long legs and walked towards Yi Yi, who was standing next to the bed.

The tall shadow instantly shrouded Yi Yi's body.

Yi Yi adjusted his state, raised his head, looked at him obediently, and shook his head: "I don't know." ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Wen Yan asked again.

"Don't be afraid." Yi Yi looked well-behaved and determined, "It's you who broke into my house, you are the bad guy, and the person who did the wrong thing should be afraid." ”

"And Yi Yi is not afraid." After Yi Yi said this, he looked at him without the slightest fear.

Wen Yan frowned, standing in place, motionless.

After a long time, he suddenly spoke: "Wen Yiyi." ”

Yi Yi rarely didn't react: "What? ”

“…… Your name is Wen Yiyi. Wen Yan said.

"And I, on the other hand, am your father, my own father."

Wen Yan said, put his hand on Yi Yi's head and stroked it gently.

His palms are dry, warm and powerful.

Yi Yi was stunned for a moment, this was the warmth she had begged for in previous lives, and she had never felt it.

Yiyi: ......

It's disgusting.

·

After recognizing her relationship with Wen Yan, Wen Yan took her and the little boy who came with her, Wen Zhao, sat in his special car and set off to Wen's house.

The chairs of the elongated luxury car are long and soft, and there are special refrigerators and cabinets to keep all kinds of fruits fresh, and children's drinks, as well as some healthy and delicious snacks - these are the things that fake daughters like.

Yi Yi sat in this luxury car for the first time in his life, and for the first time, he also took advantage of the blessing of his daughter and got some food and drink.

In order to shape her image, she stopped eating after filling her stomach a little.

Wen Yan frowned slightly, but he didn't stop anything.

It's just that after she "fell asleep", he personally covered her with a small blanket and sighed beside her without knowing what emotion.

After discovering that Wen Yan and Wen Zhao had no extra actions, Yi Yi was really exhausted and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

After all, compared with the previous lives when he disliked himself and let himself squeeze the bodyguard's car to go to Wen's house, the beginning of this life is obviously much more comfortable.

·

After a rough journey, after more than ten hours, Yi Yiyi and his party finally arrived at Wen's house.

Wenjia, located in the most expensive rich villa area in the north city, it is not far from a high-end horse racing archery field, and after the horse racing archery field, it is the only natural lake in the north city, its geographical location is excellent, and the decoration is also like its geographical location, luxurious as a noble castle.

Yiyi, who was already familiar with everything, got out of the car, just glanced at the "castle", and obediently lowered his eyes and stood aside.

Wen Yan got out of the car and just saw Yi Yi's appearance.

He was a little strange, and was just about to ask, when suddenly a crisp shout came from afar: "Dad~"

The sound was crisp and sweet, like a silver bell touched in the snow, pleasant and clear, making people's hearts melt when they heard it.

"Oh, my little princess." With this voice, Wen Yan's attention immediately fell on the owner of the voice.

The owner of the voice was a girl of five or six years old.

She was wearing a new blue and white princess dress in the morning, with a beautiful bow tied in her fluffy hair, and pounced on Wen Yan without a trace of gloom.

Wen Yan grabbed her with a big hand, directly held her in his arms, and lifted her into the air.

"Giggles, Daddy, let me down." The girl seemed to be touched by the tickle flesh and laughed out a string of silver bell-like laughter.

"Don't let go." Wen Yan seemed to be addicted to her, took her into his arms, and rubbed her delicate little face with a little stubble, "How is it, my little princess, do you miss your father?" ”

Wen Yanxiao is approachable, very gentle, how can he still look like a big guy in front of Yi Yi before.

"Yes, of course." His little princess hugged Wen Yan's head when she heard this, and imprinted a big kiss on his cheek.

The sound of "pop" was extremely loud, which made everyone around laugh.

This exaggerated kiss, these smiles full of great happiness, also divided Yiyi and her status extremely clearly.

- She is in the sky, and Yiyi is on the ground.

"Ah, this is my sister, right?" Wen Yaxian and Wen Yan "clucked" for a while, and seemed to finally notice Yi Yi, who had been standing by the side of the car, dirty.

She was put down by Wen Yan, dragged her little skirt, and ran to Yi Yi with a "da-da".

"Hello sister." Wen Yaxian blinked her big eyes, and stretched out her white and tender little hand generously, "My name is Wen Yaxian, and my sister will call me Xianxian in the future." ”

"You...... Hello. Facing Wen Yaxian's white and tender little hands, Yi Yi seemed a little overwhelmed.

She picked up and put down her little hand behind her back, wiped and wiped it on the same dirty and gray clothes as her little hands, and after a while, she bit her lip and put the little dirty hand with broken skin on Wen Yaxian's hand tremblingly.

One is white and tender, and the other is a small dirty hand that looks thick and malnourished in order to survive, often washing clothes in winter and pulling weeds in summer.

The contrast between the two is very tragic.

Wen Yaxian let out a "ah", as if she was frightened, and withdrew her hand, her face full of disbelief.

Yi Yi also immediately put his hand behind his back, desperately frustrating.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" she shuddered in fear as she apologized, "I didn't mean to......"

Although, I don't know what I'm apologizing.

"Sister......" Wen Yaxian seemed to have found that she had used the wrong attitude, and hurriedly wanted to remedy it.

But Wen Yan on the side suddenly frowned: "Okay, let's eat first." ”

He stopped Wen Yaxian's movements in a small voice, although he was not harsh, but because of the comparison of his usual attitude towards Wen Yaxian, this attitude seemed a little miserable.

But it can't be helped.

After all, Wen Yaxian is the one who replaced Yi Yi, the fake daughter of the Wen family.

No matter how much Wen Yan likes Wen Yaxian, she is just a fake daughter, and she has only been by his side for five years.

Usually, without Yiyi as a foil, forget it.

Now, seeing that the fake daughter was raised so well by herself, and her daughter was so miserable compared to her, she was disgusted by the fake daughter of the culprit.

Rao is that he no longer likes fake daughters, and his mood will still be affected.

"The housekeeper arranged for Yi Yi to take a shower and change his clothes first." Maybe he had a little pity for Yi Yi, Wen Yan's attitude towards Yi Yi was a little softer, "Ah Zhao, take Xian Xian to wash your hands and eat." ”

"Okay, Mr. Wen." Wen Zhao, who has never existed, obediently received the order.

Yi Yi was led into the house by an old man who looked to be in his sixties with gray hair and beard.

The originally good atmosphere came to an abrupt end as if a piece of music had been misspoken.

The people around me were whispering a little unpleasantly.

Only Yiyi is in a good mood.

She likes to spoil the Wen family's atmosphere of brotherhood, brotherhood, brotherhood, fatherly love and motherly love.

After all, there will never be her in this atmosphere.